Interstellar Monster Breeder Survival Manual

Fang Rong decisively kicked him again under the chair. He was still confused, not knowing why, and even asked innocently, "Why did you kick me?"

"..."

Fang Rong was moved by his IQ, and gave him a dish with chopsticks in a disguised manner, "I'll let you eat more food, it's nutritious."

There are only a few pieces of meat in total, and they are added to ensure the taste. The proprietress and the wife like to be vegetarian. I'm used to it, but it's embarrassing to pinch all the meat away.

After all, there was a child who was younger and more in need of nourishment.

"Oh."

He doesn't seem to think about the ways of the world, no matter what others say, he only lives in his own world according to his own will, and can't tolerate anyone, of course not including Fang Rong.But sometimes when Fang Rong was with him, he would be caught off guard by the various embarrassments he would show up from time to time.

"Guoguo is still young, let him go." In fact, according to his age, he is also young, almost as big as Guoguo. If it weren't for the orc's calculation method, he is now a baby who needs to be cared for. .

Of course, he is still a big baby now, and Fang Rong still needs to take care of him everywhere in his life, so he has the patience to practice everything from bathing to scrubbing his back.

"Hmm." Fang Hua didn't care much.

He usually agreed verbally, but in fact he didn't take it seriously, but Guoguo didn't refuse no matter how much he pestered him.

Guoguo seems to like him very much, as long as there is no class, or when she has time, she will play with him as soon as possible, and show Fang Hua her beloved toy as a treasure.

Sometimes it is a paintbrush, and sometimes it is a game console. No matter how many years there are, as long as there are children, games are always a hot thing. Recently, a kind of airplane flying competition has just come out. Whether it is control or driving, it is exactly the same as the real thing. ,very popular.

Guoguo took the game console to him to play with. He was still a child after all, and he couldn't get rid of his curious temper. He often got together with Guoguo. Of course, he usually played with him, and Guoguo crawled on him.

He didn't pay any attention, and occasionally held Guoguo half-hugged from behind with one hand to prevent him from falling, the movements were natural, as if he had done it countless times.

This rare and warm moment was accidentally photographed by Fang Rong, and he took it out from time to time to have a look.

No matter how you look at it, Fang Hua looks like an elder brother who dotes on his younger brother. Although he is not as good as his own, he still knows how to respect the old and love the young, and let the children go.

In fact, sometimes I think that Fang Hua is quite old-fashioned. For example, if he accidentally did something wrong, Fang Rong didn't say anything. He was sullen in his life, and occasionally lost his temper. It's a quarrel, who wants to always depend on you, everyone is born of parents, no one is more delicate than the other, but Fang Hua can't, he will honestly beat and scold you, and post it when you calm down .

Of course, this only happens when facing Fang Rong. Most people are not birds, and some people call him the flower of Gaoling, as if he was pulled to the sky.

Although this is the case, people will eat this set. The more aloof you are, the more people like you. They think you are pure and pure, and Fang Hua is a beauty. They don't even know him well.

Fang Hua is also lazy, sleeping most of the day, especially after the boss's wife went on a trip.

This is also the reason why the boss insisted on recruiting people. He wanted to surprise the boss's wife and take her out to get some fresh air. It's not good to be bored in one place all the time.

Guoguo was also taken out by them, so only Fang Rong and Fang Hua were left in the shop.

To be honest, Fang Rong breathed a sigh of relief as soon as they left. It was uncomfortable to be stared at all the time, and that person was still the boss. I don't know, as long as the turnover is not low.

Because they have all left and there is no need to make breakfast for Guoguo, the two postponed the opening time of the store to 09:30, and they can still fall asleep and go back to sleep, especially when there are no people in the morning, Fang Rong finally has time To learn supernatural powers, the first place he prepared to practice his skills was the Internet-connected helmet in the military area. Only this place can perfectly display the supernatural powers.

In fact, I'm still a little embarrassed. After all, people still use other people's things after they leave, but those who give money feel at ease.

Almost everyone in the military region owns one of these things, so it shouldn't be of much value.

Fang Rong was half lying on the reclining chair in the kitchen, wearing a helmet. The boss bought this reclining chair for his own comfort. He is fatter and likes to lie down. Now it is cheaper for Fang Rong.

Fang Hua couldn't use the helmet during the day, so it happened to be for him. Fang Rong clicked to enter the game. The game page loaded for three to five seconds, and soon entered the theme.

What's more unfortunate is that the instructor has been waiting for him. As soon as he sees him, he will be teleported over immediately. The teleportation requires money, and it is generally not an emergency and he is not willing to spend money.

The instructor seemed to be still determined, and he was afraid that he would run away if he pulled him, "Fang Hua, what do you mean?"

To be honest, Fang Rong was a little timid, after all, the instructor in his heart is like the teaching teacher when he was a child, he has a feeling of superiority.

People admire and admire from the bottom of their hearts, "I don't know."

He really didn't know what the instructor had planned.

"Whether you really don't understand or you don't understand, only the military region is suitable for you." He pointed at Fang Hua's chest. In fact, the core was Fang Rong. "You are born with restless blood, longing for blood and excitement. If you are not in the military region, you will go astray one day sooner or later.

There is only one step between a genius and a lunatic. I don't want to see a person with a bright future end up in a desperate situation. Fang Hua, why don't you think about yourself? "

Fang Rong suddenly remembered that Fang Hua killed people and ate meat before he was accepted by the military. There was always a strong smell of blood on his body, which couldn't be washed off.

"Don't think I won't be able to find you if you don't tell me where you are now. To tell you the truth, I'm in the car right now, and I'll bring you back even if I use force this time."

He is obsessed with Fang Hua, just like when a teacher meets a student who is good at learning but from a poor family, he would rather help him with his own money, not only for him, but also for himself. When he becomes famous in the future, he must not forget himself. The grace of education in the past, the reborn parents.

Fang Rong was taken aback, and quickly retreated from the helmet.

He originally thought that it would be good to disappear without a sound, no one would pay attention, and the instructor would hope that he would be more conscious. This went smoothly, but there was an extra Fang Hua.

Fang Hua's talent is unique, and there are few precedents in the world. It is very important to the military. He would rather pay the price to recruit him. You must know that Fang Hua himself is a ticking time bomb, which is extremely dangerous. It has been killed long ago, how can it be recruited.

But once successfully recruited, how can you give up so easily?

The sound of menacing footsteps slowly approached. The instructor, wearing a military uniform, got off the military maglev vehicle, followed by other first-class soldiers, forming two teams to surround this small meal, and all the idlers were expelled.

Many people were kicked out before they could react, even the people watching the excitement around them were no exception.

Fang Hua was still sleeping, and ignored the movement when he heard it, and continued to sleep in another position.

The instructor saw him as soon as he came in, and took his hand without any explanation, "Come back with me."

He looked upright and confident, looking like a father who hated iron and steel, educating his son who was useless.

Fang Hua's long eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes to look at him, but closed them again out of interest, letting him pull them without moving.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have become like this." The instructor pointed at the clothes on his body and cursed, "Dressed like this, neither male nor female, do you still look like a man?"

Fang Hua was unmoved, he straightened his shirt which had been pulled askew, the red skirt was half nestled between his legs, revealing his fair calves, not as sexy as a woman.

"Where's Fang Rong?" The instructor looked around and couldn't find Fang Rong, so he couldn't help asking, "He brought you like this, why didn't you see him?"

Fang Hua tilted his head and looked into the inner room. Behind it was the kitchen, which was covered by a simple curtain. Because the light was dim, the light had to be turned on during the day, and now there was a faint yellow light.

Fang Rong was cooking in the kitchen. He had just received an online order. He didn't want to take it with a guilty conscience, but after thinking about it, there was nothing to be guilty of and continued to do it.

The heat in the room sublimated, and the smell of rice gradually permeated, he finally calmed down, suppressed the panic, and the operation became more and more smooth.

The curtain was suddenly lifted, and the instructor came in with a chill in his body.

Fang Rong heard the conversation just now, and knew his purpose, "If the person who came to ask me about his crimes, why not spend some time thinking about how to persuade Fang Hua to go back."

He stirred the spoon and added fire to the dishes, "After all, he's causing me trouble if he stays here, so I'll save my worries if you bring them back."

There was no reply behind him, and the instructor suddenly fell silent. He remembered what the general said, "Fang Hua will be there wherever Fang Rong is. Instead of tying Fang Hua hard, it is better to talk about moving Fang Rong."

Meng Xiuyuan pays more attention to Fang Hua than anyone else. After all, he was the one who recruited him. If something goes wrong, he will take full responsibility. However, he is too busy recently to take time off, so he can only tell his subordinates people take care of it.

The military region is a strictly disciplined place, and no one can jump down from level to level. He originally meant to take care of it, but after reporting it level by level, it became 'care'.

Everyone understands it differently. Fortunately, the instructor is an upright person. He thinks that the general should not bully the two recruits, so he takes it for granted that he should take care of them.

But he also has a scale in his heart, who is good and who is bad, he can clearly see who is more than one catty and less than one tael, so he doesn't like Fang Rong, after all, the difference is too big, and his personality is not pleasing, like a little daughter-in-law, girl.

It's not as good as Fang Hua, who dares to act, is smart and restrained, cruel when he should be cruel, and decisive when he should be decisive. Of course, this is the impression he gives to others.

In Fang Rong's eyes, he is a child who needs someone to take care of him, and he must pay attention to it from head to toe, otherwise he will not say anything, and gradually some places will cause shortcomings.

Is this probably the difference between people before and after?

The instructor took off his military cap, revealing slightly aged black hair mixed with some white hair.

He is not young, so he urgently needs an outstanding apprentice who can learn all his skills, and in the future he will be better than blue, so that he can proudly show off after retirement, "I brought this person up."

However, this small wish seemed to become more difficult. He found a candidate, but he was not happy with it.

"Fang Rong." He lowered his tone, "Tell me, why did you leave the army and take Fang Hua away?"

"I didn't take Fang Hua away." Fang Rong corrected him, "He came with him himself. Don't you know why I left?"

The instructor knows better than anyone else the atmosphere in the military region. He used to be a member of the army and climbed all the way up. Now that he has no ambitions, he retreats and teaches the students to lead a few soldiers.

In fact, he once secretly encouraged this kind of atmosphere, thinking that to achieve great things, one must know how to endure, and also have the momentum of not admitting defeat, the more pressure the longer.

But he overlooked one thing, Fang Rong is just an ordinary person, and generally those who can enter the first-class vanguard are people with a little foundation, and they can get up quickly.

Fang Rong is not, or even not qualified to fight with others, because he will definitely suffer, due to his inherent inadequacy.

He originally needed encouragement, and it would be best to set a precedent, chicken soup for the soul would do, but no, all he received was negative information every day, telling him to go and let him go, and God didn’t have the courage to persevere under this premise, let alone Besides, he wasn't that strong himself.

So it seems reasonable to quit.

"I'm sorry." The instructor bowed his head for the first time, and his straight back seemed to bend in an instant, with a vicissitudes of life, "I have prejudice against you, and I pay too little attention to it."

Fang Rong once read a book that said that there are three kinds of people in this world that people love the most: soldiers, kings, and old people.

The instructor accounted for two, or three to be precise. He used to be an invincible general, and he never lowered his head.

In fact, he didn't care about his affairs. He said that he paid too little attention to Fang Rong. In fact, Meng Xiuyuan didn't pay much attention. He just listened to the reports from below every day.

"pretty good."

"pretty good."

Every day is pretty good, so he feels relieved, that's why there is such a thing.

You said you knew this earlier, why did you do it in the first place?