[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Lord God ruined my childhood!

Tretter had a not-so-good dream. He dreamed that when his younger brother was just adopted from outside, because he was an illegitimate child, he received a lot of cold eyes, but he was still good-natured, and he worked diligently to improve himself. Climbing, so even though his status was rather embarrassing, Treite didn't care about it.

However, it seems that since some time a few years ago, this younger brother seems to have changed.Shrewd, even too shrewd, always exudes a superior expression, and is surrounded by incredible magnetic fields. A large number of men and women scramble to serve him, and opponents who have conflicts of interest with him will also encounter misfortune one after another.

It's weird, so weird that it's frightening.

If Tretter lived in a world of developed entertainment, he would probably know that this is the so-called halo of the protagonist. Under this halo, the proud son of heaven will have a smooth life all the way. Solve it smoothly, the troublemaker will never end well, and the girls and treasures are all the protagonists!

However, in this world, there are not many tricks for desserts, let alone these cool articles with many routines.

Treiter should be positioned as the villain BOSS, the dictator who has been viciously against the protagonist and finally becomes the protagonist's stepping stone.He himself doesn't know about this, and from the current point of view, he is following the plot. The plot has developed to the present, the protagonist has almost completed the growth in the early stage, and the villain Treite is useless. He should die in pain in that film. Right in the swamp.

However, Arthur picked him up, and things became interesting. As the villain, Tretter had a chance to fight back. He was already on par with the protagonist, and even better in terms of personal strength. With this tone, it is really not certain who will win the game.

What's more, Arthur, who has a strong sense of protecting cubs, has already gathered him under his wings.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Someone lightly brushed his forehead hair. Tretter opened his eyes sensitively, completely forgetting the fact that he couldn't see. He was dazed in the darkness for a while, and gently covered the His eyes, "Go to sleep for a while, it's not dawn yet."

Tretter didn't know whether to spit out this clumsy lie first, or ask Arthur why he was awake first, but this didn't prevent him from feeling warm. The other's palm was warm, and Tretter first rubbed against it, and then became stiff .

He, he, he actually made something like acting like a baby! ! !

The other party seemed to laugh lightly, and Treite felt his ears go numb, and he felt bad all over!He pursed his lips and turned over directly, but he still held Arthur's hand tightly in his hand. In this way, it was as if Arthur hugged him from behind, making him feel that he was the weak one , so he let go in anger, feeling that he had finally won the round.

Arthur tried his best to control the urge to laugh. The fun of raising children is probably reflected here. Tretter's personality seems to be rather awkward, so it is very interesting to make fun of.

Ahem, Arthur is actually quite a serious person, he is going out to find something to eat.

"If you don't want to sleep, you can eat some sugar first when you get up." Arthur can only afford sugar, but he can eat sugar to survive, but Treiter can't. It is better to have a balanced nutrition. "What do you want to eat? Meat? Or vegetables?"

Tretter suddenly became nervous. He had a premonition that Arthur was going to leave, so he stretched out his hand hastily, and felt that this was self-defeating, so he pursed his lips and remained silent.

"You don't want to stay here by yourself?" Arthur asked, but when there was no answer, Tretter turned away sullenly.

Why is this character so difficult to deal with?Arthur had no choice but reached out and held Tretter's hand, "Is that all right? I'll take you with me."

Terrett still pursed his lips, showing no sign of happiness. In fact, he was already making fun of it in his heart. Almost as soon as Arthur held his hand, he held it back tightly. This time, he probably won't let go easily again. opened.

With a very heavy child, Arthur didn't slow down too much, and walked through the woods calmly. He had already scouted this area very thoroughly. Arthur knew all the edible tubers.Like all parents with children, Arthur first picked two delicious fruits and gave them to Tretter to nibble on. He fumbled and picked a bunch of plants that could be seasoned, and then kept his eyes on the long horns that ate grass leisurely. antelope.

...He is not very good at grilling meat, can fried meat work?

With a history of frying popcorn, Arthur was very fond of the cooking method of "frying". He quickly made a decision, took out small explosives from his bag, and set up a trap.Tretter heard him arranging things there, a little confused, and finally Arthur picked him up and ran away. He heard the silenced explosion sound from behind!

How on earth did Arthur bring dynamite to this planet? ! !

Arthur's wonderful ability of carrying prohibited items with him but not being caught made Tretter ponder for a long time in the future, and finally came to the answer after discovering Arthur's good relationship with a well-known intelligence dealer.

But now, Tretter didn't know the reason. He thought of the many loopholes in the inspection system from the government's unfavorable handling of affairs, but he never thought that Arthur, a magical existence, would always know some magical people.When he was contemplative, Arthur had already turned back with him in his arms.

Lying among the fallen branches was a long-horned antelope that was blown to death alive, holding its final posture with reluctance, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue.

It's done!Feeling proud, Ather picked out the edible parts, cut them out, wrapped them in leaves, and tied them with ropes.Tretter put the whole thing through the voice he heard, and fell into thinking with a face full of collapse.

Is the person who saved him really normal?How did you come up with the idea of ​​obtaining cooked meat in this way? !

Arthur was still asking him, "Is this enough? Or more?"

Of course it’s not enough. Treite’s appetite is terrible, and the recovery period is even worse. If you eat seriously, there will not be enough for the whole longhorn antelope.He only ate two eggs last night, and now he felt an unbearable sense of hunger, so he shook his head decisively at Arthur, walked a few steps towards the longhorn corpse, and signaled that he would take the whole one away.

Arthur: ...

In view of Arthur's poor food handling ability, Tretter gestured and only asked Arthur to cut the meat into thin slices of uniform size. Sprinkling seasoning according to the sound, even if it is invisible, has been done more successfully than Arthur.

Arthur: ...are children so self-reliant these days?

In fact, it was also the first time for Treit to handle food by himself, but he could feel Arthur's amazement, which made him feel a little elated. Some people are talented, such as him.I seemed to be bored and read a few cookbooks before, so I will make something else tomorrow to scare the people who saved him.

Terrett thought happily, after the meat was roasted, he wanted to share it with Arthur in order to show off further, and found that Arthur was chewing fruit candy... He seemed to have been eating it since he opened his eyes sugar?Are your teeth and body all right? !

Tretter didn't want to admit this inexplicable worry. He hypnotized himself. This was just a temporary measure. He wanted to use this person to leave Morse Star and find his old department. So before that, this person was still fine. It's better to be alive.

He snatched Arthur's sugar jar, and was slightly taken aback after this action. This snatching method seemed very familiar, and he knew exactly from what angle Arthur was about to snatch it back. After taking two steps back, Arthur's outstretched hand caught nothing, and his whole body was not well.

There are always people who want to steal my sugar jar!But this time I will die if I don’t eat sugar!

"Give it back to me, Tretter."

Tretter shook his head, shaking it more and more firmly, and even childishly hid the sugar bowl behind him, in case Arthur could reach it.Arthur didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't really want to explain his race, because that sounded really nonsense. If he didn't eat sugar, he would die or something. It sounded like a fairytale excuse.

"My race is special, and sugary things are the only food, so give me back the sugar bowl."

Tretter hesitated for a moment. As a major general, he has been exposed to a wide range of information. He naturally knows that there are nonsense races in the universe who will die if they don’t eat sugar. Thur made up an excuse.

He has seen real star people who would die if they didn’t eat sugar. Because of the single source of food, their physical fitness is actually very poor. They will be out of breath after long-term exercise. You can go up the tree, get down the swamp, oh yes, and play with ancient dynamite, only a fool would believe that he is that race!

Arthur couldn't explain clearly, so he dragged Tretter to hold his hand tightly, and placed it on top of his head, "If you don't believe me, feel for yourself. I have a radar. Is this a characteristic?"

As soon as he touched the pair of soft and fluffy things, Tretter subconsciously curled up his fingers, as if he was afraid of breaking them.It is said to be radar, but in fact it is more like a pair of ears, very soft and small, hidden in the fluffy hair, it must not be recognized unless you look carefully.Tretter opened his eyes hard. For the first time, he had the urge to look at something urgently. He wanted to distinguish the color and texture of the pair of "radars" with his eyes, but unfortunately he couldn't do it now.

Treat: I'm an idiot.

Facts have proved that the person who saved him really did not lie to him. There are also aliens among the stars who do not eat sugar. Tretter guessed that this is a rare phenomenon of atavism. After all, in official history, people who do not eat sugar will die The star people once owned a vast colony and enslaved a large number of other races...making sugar for them, so they should be a very powerful fighting race.

Enslaving others is just to make sugar or something, it sounds so worthless_(:зゝ∠)_

"Is this the letter?" Arthur took the jar that Tretter returned to him, quite physically and mentally exhausted. The children are really hard to fool. He even contributed the radar to touch it. It really is that he loves the ration deeply.

Terry nodded and began to eat the barbecue he had prepared. The speed of eating was like a war. Although there was nothing wrong with the etiquette, the eating was really fast!Arthur didn't see it for a while, half of the antelope had disappeared completely, and Tretter ate it all without even letting go of the bones.

The mutilated corpse of the swamp crocodile vaguely appeared in front of Arthur's eyes. If he hadn't gone, the kid would probably have eaten that poor crocodile just like that...

Since both of them are wonderful, then no one should dislike the other.