Violence and Pro Guide

It's so sad, this is the first time I met my parents... Kafka was very depressed, but uncle, why are you so rebellious, why does your father look several times younger than your son?

"Scared you? I'm so sorry." Mr. Ron said sympathetically when he saw his sky-collapsed expression, "Most people will be startled by me when we meet for the first time, and you are not the first one. I have a genetic disorder with inverse growth syndrome, and my appearance does not match my age, so Luo Bing rarely sees strangers after she becomes an adult... Are you okay, child?"

Being called a "child" by a cute lady is really unsuitable. Kafka burst into tears and shook his head: "I'm fine, Uncle, Uncle, you don't need to apologize. It's because I have blind eyes that I treat you like a robot. I should say sorry." The person is me."

"Well, I can see that you are a well-educated child, much better than Luo Bing's previous 'common, common, friend, friend'." Ron added an accent on the four words meaningfully, by the way Glancing at his son fiercely, Luo Bing looked at the sky speechlessly, and then he said to Kafka, "There is no one else here except our father and son, so you don't have to restrain yourself, just treat it as if you were at home. I haven't had contact with the outside world for many years. A little socially incompetent, please bear with me if I am rude."

"No, Uncle, you are too polite." Kafka gradually got used to the weird reality that this son is older than Lao Tzu, and he spoke smoothly, "Actually, I am also an otaku, please don't take the previous offense to heart, I It’s just a little blunt and outspoken, hehe.”

Mr. Ron seems to have a good impression of him, and his attitude towards Luo Bing is also slightly better: "Well, for the sake of Kafka being a good boy, you can take a break today and take him to familiarize himself with the factory, live Let the robot do it for you, but don't be lazy tomorrow, you know?"

Luo Bing pushed his glasses: "Do you want me to kneel down and thank you?"

"If I don't, I can't bear it!" Ron was about to blow his hair again, but he still controlled it, rubbed his temples, and muttered, "Sooner or later, you will be mad at me!"

"You deserve it, you have a headache again?" Luo Bing said viciously, but his expression changed slightly, and he carefully helped him to go out, "Okay, go take your medicine! After taking a nap, I'll make dinner. Don't expect to eat eight-treasure rice, glutinous rice, etc., that much sugar will kill you!"

"Uh—uncle, are you feeling well?" Kafka was a little worried, and wanted to follow, but was stopped by Luo Bing, "Sit down and continue eating biscuits, and he will come after I arrange him, be careful not to let little pink eat loose Pie, it's going to get stuck."

"Oh." Kafka realized that Little Pink had climbed up the table along the chair and was biting the leftover muffins of Mr. Ron, and rushed to snatch the biscuits from the pig's mouth.

"Goodbye Kafka." Mr. Ron waved at him reluctantly, and Luo Bing half-supported and half-hugged his father and went back to the room to rest: "That's enough, leave it to me, don't worry, I will protect the peace of the universe." It’s the same to protect his chastity, and I think the gift from King Muli is good, it’s already sent back to my room by trailer, you shouldn’t need it, right?”

"Why don't I need it, bastard? No, send it back to me quickly, even if I burn it all to ashes, it won't be cheap, you brat!"

"Okay, I'll give you half of the food, forget about the roses, anyway, you don't intend to accept his feelings."

"Why? Roses are just beautiful flowers. What does it have to do with feelings? I want them all, they are all mine!"

"Stingy! I'll give you everything, I don't believe in family affection anymore!"

"I picked you up in the first place, who has any affection for you!"

They...look so affectionate, they don't look like father and son at all, but mother and son. Kafka's expression twitched a bit. Although the two were bickering all the time, it could be seen that Luo Bing really cared for his father. Luo Bing En also wholeheartedly protects his son. Thinking about his family, who has more than 80 parents and more than [-] brothers, he suddenly envies their "simple and loving" family relationship.

As soon as the biscuit crumbs were pulled out of Little Pink's mouth, Luo Bing came back. He had already changed out of his overalls and was wearing a simple home T-shirt and trousers, simple and refreshing yet elegant.Looking at his handsome face with deep eyes, Kafka couldn't help but feel a little deer in his heart, and said in a jiffy, "Is your father alright?"

"It's okay." Without Mr. Ron, Luo Bing looked a lot more normal, and returned to his usual gentle state, "I'm sorry for letting you see our father and son quarreling, there is no way we are together like this, and we can't control ourselves Emotions."

"It's okay, my parents are more violent than you when they meet." Kafka said understandingly, and it's lucky to see the cute and furry side of his sweetheart who is unknown to everyone!Question: "Is my uncle's genetic disorder serious? Is it congenital?"

"No, it's the day after tomorrow." Luo Bing said simply, "I've been trying to find a way to control the deterioration of his condition, and I've figured out a way to do it over the years. That's why I became a pharmacist."

"Oh, so you became a pharmacist because of your uncle." Kafka suddenly felt that his image was a little taller in his heart, and said with emotion, "I also asked why you didn't inherit his mantle and become a mechanic?" .”

"Well, in fact, when I was young, he also hoped that I could be a mechanic. After all, this industry is very profitable. He was always afraid that if he suddenly died of illness, I would starve to death on the street or something." Luo Bing said with a smile. He rarely interacted with outsiders. Talking about my own family affairs, I don’t know why I always lack due vigilance towards Kafka, maybe I was deeply moved by the strong man’s love (Khan), even if I can’t accept his love, I still treat him a little differently Feel...friendship.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the factory. Dad knows you're coming, so he made some preparations in advance to see if it's necessary." Luo Bing stood up, "When most people come to the factory, he only let the robot go out to receive them. This time, I have an unexpected enthusiasm for you."

"Hehe." Kafka smirked happily, and at the same time rejoiced that the future father-in-law had placed a bug on his sweetheart. If he hadn't known that they were future CPs (hey!), he probably wouldn't have worked hard to receive them in person (what seems wrong?)

Although Luo Bing felt that his nymphomania was a bit distressing, he didn't dislike his simple and direct personality. While taking him to the factory, he said: "I see that he likes your appearance very much, please help me." Let’s coax him to talk for a few more days, he doesn’t have contact with the outside world all year round, and he can’t talk to me at all, I’m really afraid that his brain will be broken.”

Kafka hastily nodded virtuously, it is his duty to serve the future father-in-law, not to mention that the father-in-law looks very soft and easy to coax.

The machinery factory is bigger than expected. After a round, Kafka finally understood why Luo Bing said that mechanics are very profitable. Although it looks very old on the surface, the warehouse is full of thousands of gold All kinds of spare parts are not inferior to Jack's second brother's royal private laboratory.

What surprised Kafka was that Mr. Ron's ship didn't look like a product of the Gamma Galaxy. From many details, it looked more like it came from the Delta Galaxy, and it looked a bit like a military design. It looked very familiar.

Could it be that he is from the δ galaxy and has served the military before?Kafka was puzzled, but he didn't ask right away. There are also many pirates from the Delta galaxy in Sea Nest. Most of them are fugitives and traitors. Although Mr. Ron seems to have nothing to do with evil, it is really unclear if he asks rashly. In order to collect as much data as possible on the hyperspace mecha, Ron made a "coat" with high-sensitivity sensors. As long as Kafka puts it on when he unfolds the mecha, the sensor will scan his body Various data changes are recorded.

Luo Bing helped Kafka debug the sensor coat, and said while arranging the buckle: "Last time you told me that the badge of time and space is customized, and I told my father when I came back. He guessed that the control core of the mech might be integrated. There is no way to open the crack, so I plan to obtain external data first, so that even if it cannot be copied in the end, I can make some improvements to King Muli's existing mecha through modeling analysis."

Kafka has to admire the thinking of the future father-in-law. It seems that he is a very pragmatic person, who knows how to maximize the useful part of a thing... and the feeling that this kind of sweetheart helps to dress is really happy, Luo Bing's hands are so dexterous, his heart is so careful, and the smell is so good!

"Are you... okay?" Luo Bing found that Kafka's Xingxingyan was dead, and poked his muscular chest muscles with a black line. Poke there? My what, it's very sensitive there."

"..." The pharmacist who swore to defend his chastity as he defended the peace of the universe wanted to chop off his finger!

After testing the circuit in a strange atmosphere, Luo Bing took Kafka back to the inner cabin of the spaceship. This is the living area, and there are only a few small cabins. Luo Bing pointed to the innermost one and said: "This is Dad He is not in good health, so he must sleep for more than five hours every day, and don’t disturb him if nothing happens.”

Kafka nodded obediently, Luo Bing hesitated for a moment, and then said: "There is something to remind you, if one day you see a unicorn walking outside with its eyes closed and covered with a quilt, just send him Just go back to the room—my dad can’t control his transformation when he’s sleeping, maybe he’s taken too much medicine in the past two years, and he’s also sleepwalking.”

Sure enough, there was a beast state, and Kafka took the opportunity to ask tentatively: "So you are all shapeshifters? Are you from the Delta galaxy? I am too."

Luo Bing frowned, avoided his question, and pointed to the cabin door next door: "This is my room, you can find me if you need anything, but just tell the cleaning robot about small things, it can basically solve the problem." Solve it.” Then opened the opposite cabin door: “This is my toy room when I was a child. If you need to rest, you can sleep here. The toys can be moved freely, but be careful not to break them. These are made by my father. .”

This is a very small cabin, only about seventeen or eighteen square meters. Half of the floor is covered with a polished wooden floor, and the other half is covered with thick plush carpet. It is surrounded by transparent toy cabinets. There are all kinds of beautiful handmade toys, spaceships, flying saucers, and various simulated insects.

Such a cute room, it was a surprise to be able to sleep in the toy room of my sweetheart, Kafka wished he could kneel down and thank God.

Luo Bing looked at the time and said, "Take a break, I'll get Dad something to eat, he's about to wake up, we can start work after dinner."

"I'm here to help, I'm not tired at all and I don't need to rest." Although Kafka wanted to play with the toy for a while, the attraction of his sweetheart was much greater than that of the toy, "By the way, you haven't told me your animal form yet, What are you? Are you also a unicorn?” According to the genetic law of shapeshifters, children follow their fathers. For example, Jack’s mother is human and his father is a manta dragon, so he is also a manta dragon.But for some reason, he always felt that Luo Bing's aura was much stronger than Ron's, not at all like a unicorn, which was almost non-aggressive.

"No." Luo Bing's complexion was not very good, and he said perfunctorily, "I have a physical defect, so I can't deform."

Ghost letter!Kafka curled his lips. This lie was too untechnical, but he still pretended to ask curiously: "Why? Is it because of the matriarchy? By the way, who is your mother?"

Luo Bing was deeply powerless, why didn't he see that the strong man was still a hundred thousand Mr. Why?But because the two of them talked so well before, they couldn't lower their face to refuse him for a while, so they had to answer: "I don't have a mother, and I was born with my father."

"Hey? Then haven't you ever wondered where mother is?" Kafka is always able to unfold invisibly.

"Of course I'm curious. I asked my dad when I was a child. Guess how he answered?" Luo Bing was furious when he mentioned this matter, and couldn't help but want to find someone to complain about.

"It's dead. When I was a child, I asked my mother where my father went. That's how he answered me."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know your father had..." Luo Bing thought his father was really dead.Kafka laughed loudly: "No, he lived a very good life, and his death is just my mother's fantasy - he always wanted to leave my dad, but my dad loved him too much and wouldn't let him go, I heard from my aunt that the two of them would fight as soon as they met, and I would have an extra brother after a fight, haha. They are a model of sadomasochism, but I don’t even believe it’s true.”

Such a wonderful family, such cruel parents...Luo Bing suddenly felt healed.

"Then how did your father tell you about your mother?" Kafka returned to the original question.Luo Bing shrugged and said helplessly: "He said he was mutated and could reproduce asexually. I was bred by him through mitosis, so I don't need a mother."

=口= Kafka thinks this answer is really awesome, compared to the future father-in-law's own mother, she is more murderous than imaginative.

"Abominable enough, right? He also said that he was actually very tall and mighty in the past. It was because of a split of me that he became thin and small. I felt guilty for a long time when I was a child." Luo Bing mentioned it to someone for the first time. Sad childhood, I feel that the bad breath I have been simmering in my heart for many years has finally come out. Unknowingly, I have adjusted Kafka's level of "ordinary friend" a little bit, and it seems that he can already be classified as "not ordinary friend". friends" category.

The author has something to say: I have been studying the complex scientific issue of "how to talk to abnormal people" recently, and it has already begun to bear fruit. All the love affairs of all the CPs in this article will continue to be talked about in a wonderful way, talk about it... …

But...why do I have an ominous premonition that my future love life will be a tragedy?