Is this a mermaid?

just forget it. "

Werther said, "It has eaten a lot just now, don't feed it any more, children can't get used to it."

When it comes to food intake, Mingo also has sympathy for him. Not only does he eat metal, but he even eats so much rice!

Doubt again whether they can afford to support this little ancestor!

Wait, metal.

Mingo reacted abruptly. Werther was not worried that the little gold-swallowing beast would eat too much, but he was obviously afraid that the little gold-swallowing beast would lose all the pot.

It's dangerous, you know, just now he really wanted to put the little guy in the pot.

A foodie!

Mingo glared bitterly, and ran to show off the cute and coquettish little Swallowing Gold Beast after knowing that 'Papa' wouldn't let it eat. Does he have to prepare a wooden bowl as big as a pot for it in the future?

The little gold-swallowing beast doesn't know 'mother' is worried, and is still trying its best to hook 'dad''s thigh with its greasy claws, seeking the right to eat as much as it wants.

Therefore, seeing the funny scene of Werther struggling to eat while trying to avoid the claws of the little gold-swallowing beast, the three people on the side were all amused. Seeing Werther's calm and serious look on weekdays, how could he have thought that he would be caught by the newborn The little strange beast was forced into such a mess?

Among them, Mingo is the one who gloats the most. While stealing joy, he tries his best to encourage the little gold swallowing beast: "Little guy, come on, you will have something to eat if you catch Werther."

The little gold-swallowing beast became more energetic after receiving encouragement from 'mother'. Seeing this situation, Werther stopped hiding and let the little gold-swallowing beast pull him.

Isn't it just getting oily?

Anyway, it's not him who does the laundry.

Witt allowed the little gold-swallowing beast to climb up his thigh and started to roll, and even touched it in a good mood, while looking at Mingo with an unconcealable smile in his eyes.

Suddenly, I had a very bad premonition.

Seeing the 'father and son' enjoying themselves happily, Mingo couldn't help but feel a deep sense of conspiracy.

What Mingo didn't know was that the tragedy he had just said that he gloated at others' misfortunes brought him far more than just washing clothes-you must know that even the Sea God can't save self-inflicted crimes.

The little Swallowing Gold Beast was coquettish on Werther's lap for a long time, but he couldn't wait for 'Dad' to feed him, so he couldn't hold back: "Dad, Mom said that if I catch you, I will eat!"

Mother?

Werther suddenly laughed.

Mingo's eyes widened, Werther smiled and made a detour.

Every time Werther's ice and snow melted, it was his Good Friday.

So, what is Werther thinking now, why is he smiling so happily?

"Want to eat?" Werther was not too dirty, stretched out his hand and scratched the little Swallowing Gold Beast's chin, "Let your mother cook it for you."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mingo meaningfully.

a bolt from the blue!

Gold-swallowing beast, you little traitor, how can your mouth be so leaky?

Mingo's whole fish is bad, which is a complete double whammy.Leaving aside the cheating title, cooking?

I haha ​​your face!

After eating in a trance, I went back to the new tent under the leadership of Deli in a trance.

Until he and Werther were the only ones left in the tent.

Mingo said with a sad face, "You really want me to cook?"

Witt nodded: "I will ask Nine Nights to order some special metal pots and send them over. When you make things for the little guy in the tent, it doesn't matter even if it eats the pots.

Mingo looked at Werther and nodded bitterly, how can I tell you, Werther, in fact, the so-called know how to cook is just to put everything in the pot and boil and add salt to finish the job?

Little Swallowing Gold Beast felt that 'Mom' seemed to be in a bad mood, huh?Do you want to hug it?

So, the little guy flipped over and got off the ground, and gave his dear 'mother' two front paw prints full of the aroma of food.

"I didn't bring a change of clothes!" A man's voice full of shock came from the newly erected tent.

Deli looked at the tent, eyes full of envy, it's good, they have reached that step.

After Werther, Mingo is also greasy now. The little gold-swallowing beast is really a scourge, oiling himself and the whole family

Mingo broke the jar mournfully, picked up the little swallowing gold beast, and let it rub against his body.

"Witt, I just realized now that the two of us went out as if we didn't bring anything."

"Why do you need to bring something?" Werther glanced at Mingo, "Someone will bring it to us tomorrow."

"So what about today?"

Werther said as a matter of course: "Isn't there still you?"

"Me." Mingo was puzzled, what's the use of him? He doesn't know how to make clothes!

"You do the laundry, then I'll dry it, and it'll be clean in no time."

Ha ha.

Mingo twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly. Werther really has a good memory. He even forgot that he said that he could do laundry.

Beat the ground!

How many big holes he has dug for himself before!

"Werther, actually..." Mingo said with difficulty, "I'm not very good at washing clothes."

If the clothes are all washed out, what are they wearing today? Rather than being naked, they might as well wear dirty ones!

Werther glanced at Mingo: "Do you think I don't know?"

Know and let him do it!

Mingo stared at Werther hard.

"Just going out, these things must be done by someone, Mingo, you still need to exercise yourself."

Mingo said unconvinced: "Why me? Why don't you practice washing and cooking by yourself!"

"I eat a nutrition package." Werther pointed out succinctly, "And I am not a water-type power user."

So I want to eat food and make it myself; water is used for laundry, and fire is used for drying.

"Then I might as well eat the nutrition package with you." Mingo said.

Werther said calmly: "Our adventure trip may take a long time, are you sure you want to give me a nutrition package?"

Thinking of the nutritional package, Mingo's mouth began to flood with bitterness, this, let's forget it.

its not right!

Mingo reacted suddenly: "Aren't we following the King of Light now? We can start a business with them!"

Werther shook his head, and directly shattered Mingo's expectations: "The Light of the King probably hasn't selected a site yet. After the site is selected, except for those who stay in the camp, it is difficult for those who go out to take risks to come back once a month."

"Then what do they eat?"

"Since the mercenaries are going to live in the wild, they will naturally cook some simple food."

"Where are you?" Mingo looked at Wei expectantly. This person should also be a person who often hangs out in the wild.

Witte shook his head: "I usually take compressed nutrition pills outside, and one meal is enough. But this kind of thing is very expensive, and mercenaries are unwilling to buy it."

Nutritional pills?

Mingo's ears moved. The pills are usually very small. If he swallowed them directly with water, he wouldn't be able to taste the taste. It's not unbearable.

"Then I'll take nutrition pills with you!" Mingo said happily, no cooking, let's discuss together.

Witte shook his head: "You definitely can't stand the taste of the nutrition pills. The nutrition pills must be chewed fully to work, but their taste is several times stronger than the nutrition package."

How many times to concentrate the taste of the nutritional package?

Poseidon above!

Mingo suddenly felt that he wanted to vomit now.

Forget it, in fact, learning to cook or something should not be a problem considering Mingo's high talent.

Mingo's compromise was expected by Werther, and soon he suggested that Mingo go to Lu Mengde to learn laundry skills.

"Lu Mengde is also a water-type superpower?" Mingo was a little surprised, didn't he say that there are very few water-type superpowers?How did he meet so many?

Witt nodded: "Although Lu Mengde is only a fourth-level water-type power user, his talent and power are very special, so he can be the captain of the King's Light, and he has good control over the water system. You can learn from him .”

Mingo nodded, and then hesitated: "Or you go with me, wait for me to learn how to wash clothes first, and then we'll take a shower and deal with the clothes?"

bath?

Werther's eyes were deep, and he responded readily.

When Deli watched Mingo and Werther walk out of the tent, he glanced at Werther with a particularly strange look.

So fast?

Mingo also felt very strange about the emotions exuded by Deli. What exactly was Deli suddenly realizing, sympathizing with, and disdainful for?

Forget it, anyway, this emotion is not distributed to him, so it doesn't matter to him.

Mingo pursed his lips, went over to say hello to Deli, and then led Werther directly into Lu Mengde's tent.

"Mingo, what's the matter?" Seeing the two, Lu Mengde smiled.

Mingo pointed helplessly at his and Werther's clothes, and said, "Look at what the little troublemaker has done, I don't know what to say, I can only wash it."

"But, I really don't know how to do laundry! So I came here and asked you to teach me."

Mingo sincerely watched Lu Mengde put his hands together in front of his chest and swayed twice.

Lu Mengde smiled understandingly: "It's not a difficult thing, just imitate the water flow to the rotation of a washing machine."

"Speaking of it." Lu Mengde asked curiously, "Mingo, are you also a water-type supernatural being?"

"Yes."

"What level of supernatural power is Mingo?"

"I'm ten... level four."

Mingo almost subconsciously said that he was level [-], but luckily he realized it. Although he didn't mind now that Jia Keli knew that he was level [-] in the water system, Mingo had subconsciously equated his level with trouble.

So, for things like level ten, it's better to know it yourself.

"Mingo is also level four?" Lu Mengde smiled, "What a coincidence, so am I."

"Yeah, what a coincidence, what a coincidence."

Mingo nodded guiltyly, depressed, he actually forgot.

He shouldn't have said that he was level [-], and Lu Mengde was also level [-], but Lu Mengde would feel that his ability was higher than him when he activated the water ability!

It should be said that it is level five, or level six.

He now says that he is Level [-], how long will it take for Lu Mengde to know that he is a liar?

Ugh.

Mingo was depressed about Mingo, but Lu Mengde soon entered the teaching stage.

Washing clothes is not a unique skill, so Lu Mengde taught it seriously.

"Actually, this is a very simple matter. Mingo knows about stirring. In fact, washing clothes is to stir the water continuously to form a vortex. The water flowing in the vortex can take away the dirty things hidden in the crevices of the clothes, but Remember not to stir too fast, or you will tear the clothes."

Lu Mengde stretched out his hand, and a water polo appeared on it. His hand began to continuously choose in the air, and water continued to flow out of his hand, forming a one-meter-wide maelstrom in the air after a while.

"This speed is the best speed for washing clothes. Mingo, your clothes have grease, you need to put some detergent in, then throw the clothes in, and stir for another 2 minutes to make the water disappear, and then call One wash at a time is fine."

Lu Mengde explained carefully, Mingo nodded after listening, it sounds very simple!

Mingo said to Lu Mengde: "Well, thank you, then Werther and I will take a shower first, and then I will do the laundry. By the way, where is the shower?"

"At the end of the tent group, there is a blue tent with the word 'bath' written on it. Is that where I will take you?"

"No thanks."

Mingo rejected Lu Mengde's kindness, and walked away with the toiletries and detergent Lu Mengde gave him.

After coming out of the tent, Werther said, "You shouldn't have said that you are at the fourth level. Once you use the ability in front of Lu Mengde, he can at least feel that your ability is three levels higher than his. .”

Mingo had no choice but to say, "I'm just talking fast."

"Forget it, it's not something to worry about. Although we have joined the King of Light, we don't have to act with them. It will be fine to give them the strange beast crystals we have obtained."

Mingo nodded. Indeed, it was too embarrassing for the lie to be exposed. Fortunately, Lu Mengde didn't let him try to make a vortex in front of him, otherwise it would be over!

The bathrooms of the mercenaries are all public bathrooms, that is, they dug many holes in a tent, poured hot water, and put a layer of cloth on it.

By the time Werther and Mingo arrived, there was nothing left in the bathroom but a pit.

"Why don't you wash me first?" Mingo asked tentatively. He always felt that taking a bath with Werther was a very dangerous thing.

Must avoid!make a fist.

Werther analyzed with a straight face: "If we go in separately, what will we wear when we come out? We can only come out with dirty clothes, but wouldn't that be a waste of a shower? If we go in together, we can dry our clothes inside." Come out again."

Even so, I still don't want to take a bath with Werther.

Mingo squinted at Werther, heh, it didn't look abnormal at all, but brother, please hide your excitement better.

Do you know that it is very awkward for a witness to feel a person who looks very deserted but exudes a kind of ecstasy of "pie in the sky"?

"What are you excited about?" Mingo asked directly.

Werther's pupils shrank; "No."

Xiao Mian, lie to him!

Mingo looked straight at Werther, and said in an unusually slow tone: "Really?"

Ghost letter!

Werther was silent for a while, looked into Mingo's eyes, and said bluntly: "I really want to take a bath with you, don't you want to take a bath with me?"

I don't want to!

Seen by Werther's eyes, his whole body was numb, and Mingo trembled tremblingly. Sure enough, he knew that he must never take a bath with Werther!

"This... it's better for us to go in in turns."

Mingo stammered.Carrying the little swallowing gold beast, it carefully moved back.

Woohoo, Queen Mother, Werther looks so dangerous now!

The little swallowing gold beast was suddenly hugged tightly by Mingo, and struggled uncomfortably.

Now, it too feels greasy all over.

The front seems to be a bathing place, why don't 'Dad' and 'Mum' go in.

Forget it, it went first.

The little gold-swallowing beast jumped out of Mingo's arms and rushed into the tent.

Mingo saw it, and didn't worry about it anymore, this is 100 trillion!Not one hundred yuan!How did you get away?

Quickly chased after the past.

Werther smiled slightly from behind, threw a first-level crystal to the gatekeeper, and slowly walked in, suppressing his excitement.

The lucky gatekeeper, catching the first-level crystal, turned around and was about to pretend to tell the guest that he couldn't find it, but when he turned around, what about people?Didn't it look like you were walking very slowly just now?

☆、47·Bathing

The little Swallowing Gold Beast was walking on the way to take a bath, sniffing, well, this is a place where no one is.

Looking back, my mother came in a hurry, followed by my father.

Huh?

Is this a race?

Go!

Mingo vomited blood. Seeing the little gold-swallowing beast stop and turn around, he thought it was finally coming back. Who knew it turned around and ran faster. What kind of rhythm is this?

"Mom, come and chase me!"

Nima, who wants to chase you?

Jinshan!You stop for me now.

Mingo was furious, he threw away the rags in front of him and rushed forward.

"Whoa."

There is a pit ahead, and there is water in the pit. If you ignore it, you deserve to be soaked.

Mingo sat in the hot water and wiped his face, his whole body was drenched and he was in a mess.

Seeing the little Tunjin beast swimming happily beside him, he suddenly became terrified and grabbed the hair on the back of the little Tunjin beast.

Ti slipped in front of him and said with a ferocious smile, "I've chased you."

The little Swallowing Gold Beast opened its blue eyes and looked at its crazy mother: "Dad, come quickly. Mom, it's scary!"

Ming Ge shook the little gold-swallowing beast, and taught: "Why are you disobedient? What are you running around!"

Little Gold Swallowing Beast: "Mom, I want to take a bath."

bath?

Feeling the warm hot water, Mingo turned around stiffly.

Poseidon above!What did he do?

Now, can he beg Werther to wait outside?

Poseidon: I can't.

Mingo saw that Werther was standing by the edge of the bath pit with deep eyes.

Woohoo, is this the rhythm of eating fish?

Werther slowly unbuttoned his clothes, but his eyes fell on Mingo.

Mingo was now drenched from falling into the water without any preparation.

The clothes Mingo wore were very thin, and when they got wet, they stuck to his body tightly and turned into a translucent color.

The small bright red bumps are looming, and the slender waist is undoubtedly revealed.

Even Mingo's hair was soaked, pitifully slumped on his face, water dripped from time to time, and slid all the way down Mingo's cheeks, first on his neck, then on his collarbone, and recently disappeared on his clothes.

However, Mingo didn't have any self-awareness yet. He looked at Werther pitifully, and the little gold-swallowing beast couldn't help but let go of it unconsciously.

The sound of the little Swallowing Gold Beast falling into the water broke the stalemate between the two.

Werther took off his coat and jumped into the water.

Empress!Scared the fish!

Mingo struggled in the water and wanted to escape.

How could Werther make him wish, he grabbed Mingo's ankle and brought Mingo to his side.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" Mingo looked at Werther like a frightened little animal.

Werther's voice sounded faintly, and it sounded very calm, but Mingo could feel that the feeling that he couldn't understand was more and more obvious in Werther's body.

"Do you need to get dressed in the shower?"

Mingo exploded: "You, you haven't finished taking off yet."

Werther gave a low smile and let go of Mingo.

As soon as Mingo kicked his feet, he swam to the opposite side of the bathing pit, grabbed the edge of the pit, and stared at Werther intently.

Mingo secretly planned that as soon as Werther made any changes, he would leave immediately!

Werther took off his underwear, took a deep look at Mingo, stretched his hands under the water, and slowly untied the belt.

The outer pants and underwear are taken off together.

Poseidon above!

When Werther, who was completely stripped off, appeared in front of him, Mingo hated why his eyesight was so good for the first time.

An electric current went from the feet along the spine to numb the scalp, Mingo's mind went blank, and his only reaction was to run away!

That's too late.

When Mingo was in a daze, Werther had come to his side.

Werther hugged Mingo in his arms, buried his head on Mingo's neck, and said in a low voice, "Huh? I've already taken it off, shouldn't it be your turn?"

Werther's hand slid down Mingo's back, and stretched into the clothes at the hem of his jacket. His broad palm gently stroked Mingo's waist, and then slowly moved up. His slender fingers touched the buttons, snapping them together. Cut them apart one by one.

The shirt was open, revealing a line of off-white skin.

Werther's unruly hand slid to Mingo's shoulder, over, and down his back.

Undressed.

Mingo stared blankly at Werther, until his shirt was taken off, and Werther put his hand on his buttocks and gently rubbed it, then he pushed him away with all his strength.

"what are you doing?"

Mingo looked at Werther in some embarrassment, his snow-white skin was stained a little crimson due to the violent emotional fluctuations.

Werther's gaze deepened.

"Undress for you."

Mingo gave Werther a hard look, and shouted loudly: "No need!"

"Are you going to shower with your clothes on?"

Werther raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and slowly approached Mingo.

Werther's deep voice was like a devil's crooning, echoing in Mingo's ears.

"It's okay, we're all men, we're all the same, look, I'm wearing nothing, you? It's not fair, is it. Mingo, wouldn't you? Come on, let me take it off for you .”

Mingo blushed: "No need, I, I will do it myself!"

He turned his back and took off his pants in a panic.

Little did he know that the way he bent over burned the last of Werther's sanity.

"Mingo." Werther stepped forward and pressed the naked Mingo into his arms.

The skin was pressed together without a single gap, Werther sighed comfortably.

After a while, he said, "Mingo, don't run away, okay?"

Mingo only felt a hard object on his buttocks that was hotter than water against him.He stammered and asked, "What, what? What is this?"

Mingo stretched out his hand and touched it.

It was scorching like fire, still beating.

Mingo was dumbfounded.

what is this?

Yes····

Mingo was startled and wanted to let go, but Werther's big hand had already covered him.

"Touch it, Mingo."

Werther spoke softly to Mingo's ear, stretched out his tongue and slowly licked the pinna of the ear, until he saw Mingo's pinna was dyed a beautiful pink, and Werther was so satisfied that he kissed Mingo's side face: "it's beautiful."

I... trough.

Mingo's heart trembled. If he didn't know what was going on at this time, he would be pretending to be stupid.

"W-Wett, I, I'm not ready yet, no, no, great?"

Mingo stammered, he, he doesn't want to play a ball game with Werther!

After the little mermaid incident last time, Mingo received correct science education.

Regarding the game of laying eggs, Mingo is not very clear about how to operate it, but what Werther does is the same-seeking pleasure!

Mingo understood at this moment, what he had always felt, the meaning of the feeling that Werther radiated about him that he could not understand.

But····

Woohoo, Werther please let me go!

"Prepare?" Werther smiled, "Prepare for what?"

Werther held Mingo's hand and moved slowly over the object.

"No need to prepare, Mingo, I didn't do anything to you."

Yes... is it?

So brother, can you let go of my hand?

"Well, this doesn't seem fair, right?" Werther said softly, "Mingo is helping me, we have to help each other."

While speaking, Werther's hand holding Mingo's waist slowly slid down, slid over the lower abdomen, entered the black jungle that was usually dark, and slowly stroked the little sleeping thing in the jungle.

"what are you doing!"

A strange feeling made Mingo's thighs go weak for a while, forcing Mingo to stand up and resist.

Struggled violently to leave Werther's grip, and pushed Werther away.

Turn around and lean against the shore.Mingo panted heavily, and looked at Werther vigilantly: "Don't mess around!"

"Crazy?" Werther tilted his head in the mist, and blinked cutely, "I didn't."

"you you···"

Werther advances step by step, and Mingo has no way to retreat.

With his hands on the edge of the bathing pit, Mingo gritted his teeth, threw a splash of water at Werther, and turned around to climb up.

A pair of big hands grabbed his ankles and pulled him into the water again.

"Okay, let's take a shower. I, I won't do anything today."

Werther looked at Mingo and said, in his eyes, there were layers of longing in black.

Mingo looked at Werther tremblingly. Although he knew that Werther was a man of his word, what if this man got out of control and became swollen?

Werther turned around and walked to a place a little further away from Mingo to take a bath.

Taking a deep breath, Witte raised his head, yes, it's not the time yet, if you press too fast, it will scare him, and Mingo can't be scared away.

Watching Werther walk away, Mingo breathed a sigh of relief.

What is it about this feeling of being alive at last?

As soon as Mingo relaxed, he sat directly in the water, leaving only his head above the water.

At this time, the little Swallowing Gold Beast who had been watching the 'battle' for a long time swam over.

"What are mom and dad playing?"

Two pairs of identical blue eyes looked at each other.

The corner of Mingo's mouth twitched, playing a game he absolutely didn't want to play.

Werther threw Mingo's toiletries from a distance, and said in a muffled voice; "Take a bath for the gold swallowing beast."

Mingo didn't answer, grabbed it, squeezed a lot of shower gel on his hands, and rubbed the little gold swallowing beast on its body after grabbing it.

Taking a peek at Werther, who was turning his back on him, Mingo felt a burst of upset.

Ahhhhh!

Grumpy!What the hell is going on with Werther!

The water at the bottom of the pit flowed from Mingo to Werther, taking away large pieces of white foam and a touch of white turbidity.

After Mingo took a shower and washed his clothes, he handed the wet clothes and the little gold swallowing beast to Werther from a distance.

Werther stretched out his hand and condensed his abilities to dry the clothes and the little gold-swallowing beast.

The two put on their clothes with their backs to each other in silence.

Turning around and looking at each other, they all seemed to want to say something, but they stopped talking tacitly.

In the end, Werther said first: "Let me dry your hair for you."

Mingo nodded, but he still couldn't help tensing his body when Werther approached.

And when Werther ran his fingers through the ends of his hair, a lukewarm sensation spread across his scalp.

Mingo began to regret his decision just now.

On the way back, the two were silent all the way.

There was no bed in the tent, but it was covered with thick exotic animal fur.

Mingo and Werther were lying with their backs to each other far apart.

The inside of the tent was terribly quiet, and the mercenaries outside the tent seemed to be boisterously drinking and shouting nonsense songs hoarsely.

Time passed slowly.

Until everything around became quiet, neither of them fell asleep.

"Mingo."

Werther's voice suddenly broke the silence around him: "Don't make me wait too long, please?"

Mingo lowered his eyelids and said nothing, touching the little gold-swallowing beast that was sleeping heartlessly.

After a while, Werther sighed and said to Mingo: "Forget it, go to sleep."

Mingo responded softly, looked back at Werther, pursed his lips and hugged the little Swallowing Gold Beast tightly.

Curled up, Mingo closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

It’s just that for some unknown reason, Werther’s last sigh weighed heavily on his heart. Even in his dream, Mingo felt that deep helplessness.

☆、48·Conspiracy

After a night of chaotic dreams, it was already dawn when Mingo opened his eyes.

Looking back, Werther was no longer in the tent.

Ah, how wonderful this is!

Mingo walked cautiously to the door of the tent, opened the curtain and looked around.

Well, for a mile around, there is no Werther haunting.

Then Mingo walked back softly.

poke.

The Big Mouth Swallowing Gold Beast was soundly asleep.

After confirming that it was correct, Mingo let out a long sigh of relief, great, finally he can wash his panties.

Taking off his sticky panties, Mingo squatted in the corner with his bare buttocks, carefully cleaning them.

Really, I don't remember what kind of messy things I dreamed of last night!

Overwhelmed?

Mingo hasn't encountered this kind of situation for a long time, but fortunately, he went to learn laundry skills yesterday, otherwise, he really didn't know what to do.

It must be very uncomfortable to wear such sticky clothes all the time.

Mingo stirred a few times and then stopped cleaning.

For this kind of shady thing, the faster the action, the safer it is.

Holding the panties that were still a bit wet even after removing the water ability, Mingo gritted his teeth and put them on himself.

"what are you doing?"

As soon as Werther entered the tent, he saw such a bloody scene, and his voice immediately became hoarse.

Mingo is stiff, Werther!Why did you come back so quickly.

Werther walked over directly and touched Mingo's panties, which were wet.He raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to wear it like this?"

Mingo sneered: "I don't know how to do it either."

Werther snorted, lowered his head and activated his ability to dry the panties, then threw it directly to Mingo and said, "I brought you breakfast, you can go and eat after you get dressed, and we will go get Nine Nights later. brought us something."

Seeing Werther walking out of the tent automatically, Mingo heaved a sigh of relief, but fortunately Werther wasn't standing here, otherwise he would be really embarrassed now.

Ugh.

I really don't know why I was so careless before, not only taking off my clothes and taking a bath beside Werther, but also getting out of the bed naked.

This sad thing is more like tears.

Minge felt a little sad, quickly got dressed, and ate a few mouthfuls of food indiscriminately.

After everything was settled, Mingo walked to the side of the Gold Swallowing Beast.

Obviously, the little gold-swallowing beast is still wandering in dreamland.

Xiao Mian, you went to bed the earliest yesterday, and woke up the latest today.

Mingo watched the little Swallowing Golden Beast Sleeping Fragrance drooling jealously, and wanted to lift it up maliciously and shake it twice to wake it up.

Forget it, though.

Since you just came out of the shell yesterday, let me let you go today!

Carefully picking up the sleeping little swallowing gold beast, Mingo walked out of the tent and joined Werther.

"What? We're still going to the airport?"

Mingo couldn't help complaining when he learned that the supplies from Planet One were only sent to the air port.

"This is still planet No. [-]! Why doesn't the Adventure Alliance repair it? Except for the airport, it's really not as good as the primitive society."

Werther said lightly: "Compared to humans, the breeding of alien beasts is too fast. There is no way to stop the annual beast tide without using large combat weapons. Where does the Adventure Alliance have so much money to buy so many combat weapons? When the beast tide comes, all the staff will evacuate."

"It's great to have an airport. If it weren't for the need for a spaceship to dock, the Adventure Alliance would not have built anything other than Planet One!" Witt cast a cold glance at Mingo, "It's not easy to walk this far. Too much trouble?"

Mingo pursed his lips: "It's not a problem to go there, but what should we do when we come back? Isn't there a lot of things, how can we bring them back?"

"You don't have to worry about this. We can rent a small aircraft at the airport and send things directly above the camp."

That's about the same, Mingo felt relieved, if he was asked to carry them back and forth between the camp and the airport-he couldn't bear this!

"By the way." Mingo looked at Werther curiously, "What exactly did you ask Jiuye to bring, and you didn't ask me to choose it together."

Werther stopped and looked sideways at Mingo: "I asked you to choose, but didn't you look at the Nine Nights Club for a long time and didn't like anything?"

Werther moved forward again, and Mingo quietly stuck out his tongue behind his back while Werther couldn't see. He didn't know that the cold weapons here were more powerful than guns!

Then he chased after him and continued to yell: "Witt, you haven't told me what you bought yet!"

Werther responded impatiently: "Will you go and see for yourself later?"

"You can't tell me in advance." Mingo said angrily, "I'm very curious."

Werther snorted coldly: "Do you know the names of those things I told you?"

Mingo was silent, he really might not know.

"Okay." Mingo compromised, "Then you have to introduce it to me later."

"What can I introduce? What you have to do is to learn how to use it, how to better combine abilities and weapons to play a more powerful role."

"Combination?" Mingo was confused for a while, "The combination of weapons and abilities? It's completely different things. Didn't you say, Witt, that weapons are for those who strengthen their bodies to break through the defenses of alien beasts?"

Werther stopped, looked at Mingo, poked Mingo's temple with his finger, and said, "Can't you use your brain to think?"

Mingo frowned and let Werther poke him, muttering dissatisfiedly, "You know I didn't think so?"

"Have you thought about it?" Werther gave Mingo a cold look, "tell me what you think."

"I used to think that the reason why body-enhancing abilities cannot break through the defenses of alien beasts is that the damage they can deal is too low. Even the most powerful power enhancers, if they cannot attack the body of alien beasts It is very difficult to hurt the alien beast through its hard fur, so they need a sharp weapon to cut through the fur of the alien beast."

Mingo said eloquently, and when he saw Werther nodded slightly in agreement with his statement, he spoke more vigorously.

"The reason why I think it's useless for me to use these cold weapons is mainly because manipulating abilities can kill strange beasts, and it's too difficult for me to use weapons while manipulating abilities, so you let me Using weapons is not superfluous