Interstellar Monster Breeder Survival Manual

"Are you kidding me?" It's impossible to teach ten times and make mistakes ten times.

"No." Fang Hua lay on his lap obediently, pouted his buttocks, and the curve of his upright buttocks was perfect.

"Really?" Fang Rong still didn't believe it.

"Really do not have."

"Okay." It's not the place to forgive him for being slow, he really didn't think too far.

"Okay." He continued teaching.

"Heart."

Snapped!Another slap.

"Okay, let's walk."

"Heart, the heart that walks with the heart."

Clap!This time, two slaps.

I still don't believe this. Is it because of the accent or the tongue is not straight?

"Okay, xing." He taught the pinyin one by one.

"Xin Xin." Fang Hua still read Xin Xin.

In fact, these two words are really easy to confuse, and they are mispronounced accidentally, and people with accents are even more foolishly confused. Fang Hua has basically been in contact with Mandarin since birth, and it is completely blank. It stands to reason that there would be no accent, so why can't you tell the difference between behavior and heart?

He seemed to think of something, and suddenly realized that it was so.

"I've broken my studies!" He put down his book, and slapped Fang Hua's butt a few times.

Fang Hua's face flushed, and he covered his face with his arms, looking cute and shy.

It turned out to be the case.

Fang Ronghu kept his face shut and pretended to be stern, "If you can't learn it this time, you won't teach it, that's fine."

His words were too serious, Fang Hua froze for a moment, "Okay."

"Look, didn't you learn it?" Fang Rong smiled treacherously, and he learned to play tricks and tricks at a young age, and he has grown up tremendously.

"Let's learn by yourself." Fang Hua always seemed to be ulterior motives when he was around, which delayed his study.

"Oh." Fang Hua was a little disappointed, his hair had lost its color, and he was lethargic.

"I'll check after I finish my homework and make hairy crabs for you." There were quite a lot of orders today, and the grocery buyer sent over two hairy crabs.

Anyway, since the boss wasn't around, he couldn't put together a dish, so he ate something to cook for himself.

"Okay." Fang Hua's mood immediately went up again, and he hurriedly ran to do his homework.

He has a lot of homework, and it usually takes at least two or three hours to finish.

So Fang Rong took advantage of this time to wash the clothes of the two of them, let Fang Hua wash the underwear, he can't wash such big clothes well.

For a man, washing clothes is just throwing them into the water, stepping on them and then catching them up to dry in the sun. He originally wanted to wash them as soon as possible for the ring, but unfortunately he has accumulated a lot of clothes recently.

After finally washing, Fang Hua came over with his homework.

So fast?

He was just incredible.

It's not like him not to delay for two or three hours with his temperament.

Fang Rong took the clothes out to dry, tilting his head to read his homework while drying.

Because it was inconvenient to have something in his hand, he always asked Fang Hua to turn the page by himself, "Next page."

He is also a person with some basic skills. Although he doesn't understand some supernatural knowledge, he can still understand it. Fang Hua is simply a genius in martial arts, and he can answer many questions that he is still figuring out flawlessly.

No wonder the teacher regards him as an excellent student, but the handwriting is a bit ugly, usually he writes stroke by stroke, today it is rare to be a little sloppy, but the speed is so fast and commendable!

Is it because I want to eat hairy crabs that the speed is so fast?

Sure enough, he is a foodie.

After Fang Rong finished drying his clothes, he clapped his hands, went to the kitchen after a little inspection, and Fang Hua followed, unwilling to be lonely.

"I'll help you." He rolled up his sleeves to catch two live hairy crabs.

The hairy crab was tied with a rope and could not move at all.

"Don't cut the rope yet..." Because it's hard to control, hairy crabs will pinch people.

Click, Fang Hua has already cut the rope quickly.

"..." Fang Rong continued to wash the pot, "Hold down on the hairy crab's body, and don't get caught by its claws."

"Hiss." Fang Hua took a deep breath, and was caught by it.

"..." Fang Rong covered his forehead, speechless, "You are really not suitable for the kitchen, you should go out and wait."

"But I want to help you." Fang Hua shook off the clip and reached out to grab the hairy crab.

The hairy crab met him, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he stretched out the clamp, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he stretched out the clamp again, looking like a tiger watching.

Fang Rong was afraid that he would be too embarrassing, so he hurriedly kicked him out, "Find a band-aid and put it on yourself."

Although the room is simple and crude, but because of Fang Hua's reasons, he still has some medical supplies. He also has to fight and train in the military academy, which is a little easier than the military area, and Fang Hua will return to the military area sooner or later.

"Oh." In fact, Fang Hua didn't care about the injury, but he was always obedient, and he could do whatever Fang Rong asked him to do, so he obediently went upstairs to find a bandage.

Maybe the place where it was placed was too hidden, and he couldn't find it, but he saw the helmet on the bed by accident, and he didn't go in to see it for two days.

Because I thought the instructor was too annoying and kept pulling him, so I didn't go on it at all, and now I just have time to play.

He has been playing this game for a while, and entered the game's homepage with familiarity. He might be able to eat hairy crabs after playing a game now.

Fang Hua walked on the street calmly.

Someone pointed at him along the way, "He is the one who bullies the small with the big ones. He is a master and even goes to the ordinary area to pick out low-level abusers."

"Victory is not martial."

"Yes, I used to admire him a lot, but now it seems that I am also a dick."

"..." Is this talking about him?

Fang Hua ignored it and continued to walk in, entering the preparation hall.

"Player 'Fang Rong' enters the ring, please choose an opponent!"

Followed by a series of combat information, 80 wins and 17 losses.

Why?When did you win an extra game?

He only sees the winners but not the losers.

Not bad not bad (*╰╯.).

Very satisfied.

As in the past, there are still many people who challenge him, but today it seems to be different. Usually, they are all about the same level as him or a few levels higher than him. Why are they challenging him today at forty or fifty levels?

He didn't think much of it, and accepted the first person who challenged him as usual.

He has a problem, he doesn't look at the data or the level, as long as he is the first to challenge him, he will accept everything.

Sometimes it is a big god who is a few levels older than him, and it is extremely difficult to fight, and sometimes it is a small god who is a few levels younger than him, and it is done with a few swishes.

But because of his fault, the people who challenged him lined up. I remember that there was a person who couldn't get the first place because of his poor hand speed, so he spent a lot of money to buy other people.

It is also difficult to fight with him.

This time No.1 is a small god number in the fifties. Although there is no big god and small god in the supreme arena, everyone has divided them themselves. It is difficult to practice numbers above level [-], so the titles are a bit more compact.

Below the [-]th level is a small god, and below the [-]th level is a great god. As for the [-]th level, there are only a few generals and marshals fighting. It's really not worth the candle.

Fang Hua's current account is level 65. He is a proper master. When challenged by a minor master, he has a thick skin and accepted it silently.

The little god still had an arrogant face, "I will attack you for everyone today, and everyone in the game knows what you have done."

"..."

Fang Hua thought about it carefully, what did he do recently?

Doesn't seem to be doing anything?

"Look at the trick." Although the little god's tone was rampant, but his skills were not low, and he spoke in a crooked manner.

As for soldiers, most of them are honest and selfless, and they can't understand injustice the most, so anger is more powerful.

The ability to use the wood attribute is very smooth, and it has the advantage of the field. The two are competing in a lush forest.

Fang Hua has no requirements for the venue. He is a multi-attribute superpower, and he has an advantage no matter which venue he is in.

Countless vines rushed from all directions, and the little god stood opposite him, looking at him arrogantly.

Fang Hua jumped up, and put his body in an attacking posture in the air. A cold light suddenly appeared. He likes to use ice cubes as hidden weapons, and he can throw every one accurately.

The cold light stopped a step away from the little god, and the vines in all directions came a step earlier, tied him into a rice dumpling, and hung him up high.

The little god was even more proud, "I think you are nothing more than that, you lost to me!"

The people watching the show couldn't help it anymore, "Idiot, he has multiple abilities."

Only one kind is used now.

Fang Hua burst into flames all over his body, burned the vines, jumped down from a high place, and knocked out the complacent man with one punch, without difficulty at all.

He quit the ring immediately after the fight. Fang Rong should have prepared hairy crabs. He ate seafood like hairy crabs once. The aunt who washed the dishes together when she was working in the seafood city saw that he was pitiful alone, so she brought him some. One, but he didn't have a good taste. Once the crab was taken apart, there was no meat at all, it was just a little yellow and looked disgusting.

So I missed it all the time, but even if Fang Rong's cooking is disgusting, I still have to eat it, the most important thing is to participate.

He had just quit the ring when someone suddenly sent him a private message, it was Qiuyue Huaxing.

He clicked in habitually, and Qiuyue Huaxing's private messages kept ringing.

"Don't you want to see my brother? He is free now, want to come?"

Scroll down and there are two more messages, "My brother is also very interested in you."

"Are you there? He's very busy. If you miss today, I'm afraid you won't have time."

"Yes, but your brother?"

"who is it?"

"(||Д)," Qiuyue Huaxing was taken aback, "Isn't my brother the only Marshal and General?"

"I don't know." (=_=) "Why should I see him?"

how are you today?

Why are one and two so strange?

Is it the wrong number?

He looked up at the top of his head, right?

"Fuck, what's wrong with you?" Σ(っ°Д°;)っ Qiuyue Huaxing looked confused, "Have you lost your memory?"

Amnesia?

"Yesterday you praised me for being beautiful, and hugged and hugged me, but today you don't admit it?"

"……roll."