Group pet childhood creation god

Xie Yunmian's room was very lively.

Small bubbles burst out of the sea-blue water film, flying all over the room with a faint smell of sea salt; green vines wrapped in flowers hang from the ceiling, and a small heart is drawn on the tip of the vine.

The small swing cast by the dwarves shook gently, bringing up a large golden sun.

Countless shining dragon treasures, like free candy, piled up on the carpet, overlapping with fairy tale books.

The phonograph of Atlantis is spinning golden discs, and the singing is simple and distant, like an old photo.

The little Samoyed cub hides shyly behind the door frame, showing its little tail.

Xie Yunmian is wearing blue overalls and white short sleeves today, her hair is soft and slightly curly, her facial features are immature and beautiful, and her warm golden eyes are smiling.

Standing in this warm and dreamy little world, he seemed to be a part of it, the precious and beloved little prince in fairy tales.

All things favor him.

Xie Yunmian shook the old man's hand, and said softly, "Grandma, look, this is a small house that my parents have decorated for me."

elder:"……"

The old man was stunned and shocked when he saw the scene inside the house.

After a long time, she adjusted her reading glasses and murmured: "...It's so, so amazing."

...It seems that she is really behind the times for too long. Are there so many new things now?

After she was shocked, she felt deeply relieved.

The changes in the house are enough to prove the strength of the new parents and their love for Xie Yunmian.

The old man bent down, stroked Xie Yunmian's hair, and said kindly: "Grandma is very happy that you have parents,...you must get along well with them."

Xie Yunmian went around happily: "Yes~"

——The word "parent" was beyond his imagination when he was lonely.

And now he can calmly say in front of outsiders that he is also a child with parents.

The old man exchanged a few words with Xie Yunmian, and then heard his son calling him to go back for dinner in the next room.

She could only bid farewell to Xie Yunmian with regret: "Grandma is going home, let grandma see your parents next time, okay?"

"Okay~" Xie Yunmian was of course very happy.

Gululu, who was hiding behind the door frame, saw the old man leave, so he sneaked out.

When Xie Yunmian showed the old man the scene inside the house, it almost died of fright.

It has detected the level of technology and material here, which is thousands of miles behind the Western Fantasy world.

Leaving aside products such as molecular deep sea water film and artificial intelligence green vines, the shining treasures of the Dragon Clan are priceless treasures in this world.

Fortunately, the person who saw it was just an old man, who would only regard these as new things that he had never seen before, and would not think too much about them, at most he would only praise them for being amazing.

If someone else saw it, it would probably cause a big commotion.

Xie Yunmian patted his forehead: "Oh, I forgot to introduce Gululu to grandma."

"........."

Gululu froze: "No, it doesn't matter."

It doesn't really want others to see it, or it will pretend to be an unintelligent pet dog again.

Xie Yunmian took Gululu's plush paws: "Let's go back to work, I accidentally fell asleep just now..."

He was helping a Zerg with a disabled leg, picking up honey candies that were accidentally scattered on the ground.

The process required constant poking and poking with the mouse, which was too boring. He dozed off while picking and picking.

He tried to wake up, but his consciousness was so sticky that he just wanted to sleep.

Gululu shook his tail and rubbed against Xie Yunmian: "Your Majesty, it's time for us to get off work."

"Ah?" Xie Yunmian showed a regretful look, and lowered his head: "Well, then I can only go to work tomorrow."

Gululu suddenly said, "I don't have to go to work tomorrow."

Xie Yunmian was startled: "Why?"

Gululu was excited: "Tomorrow is the weekend, Your Majesty!"

"..."

Xie Yunmian didn't understand the concepts of "week", "month" and "time" a while ago.

Weekend should mean Sunday?

Gululu: "On Sunday, no matter how busy and hard the work is, no matter how hard people work, they will stop and have a day off."

In fact, when His Majesty the God manages time in adulthood, God voluntarily allows himself no rest time, throughout the year.

He wants to make subworlds better.

But today the god is just a cub, and the cub needs to rest.

…Since His Majesty accidentally dozed off today, it can be seen that Zai Zai God may be a little tired these days.

Xie Yunmian was a little hesitant: "But, but... the construction of Chongchong's honey nest needs my help, the small dwarf village has not been built, and the rain in the orc forest is still falling."

Gululu: "..."

The gods in their infancy can already see the shadows of their adulthood, and they are all workaholics.

Gululu asked Xie Yunmian impolitely, and began to make up in a serious manner: "Your Majesty, ahem, this is a rigid requirement of the world's management laws."

The laws of world governance were written by His Majesty in adulthood.

It would be strange if there was such a rule.

"Okay." Xie Yunmian reluctantly agreed.

Xie Yunmian returned to the dining room and found that the people conjured up new food for him at the dining table.

The lunch box is a hollowed-out green emerald wrapped in thick leaves for warmth.It contains lemon cheese pie, butter fried chicken breast, and vegetable rolls.

The food is nutritious and not greasy or sweet.The chicken breast is fried very soft without too much fat, the vegetables are very fresh, and you can smell the dewy smell. The cheese slices are cut into small heart shapes, and children can take one bite at a time.

After Xie Yunmian thanked in a low voice in his heart, he began to eat slowly.

Gululu rubbed against his feet and asked, "Your Majesty, what are your weekend plans? Sleep? Read fairy tales?"

Xie Yunmian never thought about this question, he stopped using the spoon and thought about it.

Sleeping and reading fairy tale books, these two activities, he has been doing for as long as he can remember, because these are the only things he can do when he is alone.

And now he is a man with parents.

Xie Yunmian looked at Gululu, smiled and said, "I want to play with the people."

Gululu: "Play together?"

"Correct."

Xie Yunmian blushed, clutched the corner of her clothes, and pursed her lips: "If possible, I want them to come to my house to play together."

Gululu: "???"

For the powerful Zaizai God, this is indeed a feasible technology.

But how many individuals does "they" refer to?

It's not going to blow up Zaizai God's tiny house!

Gululu tremblingly asked: "Why, how to play?"

If they rolled and gnawed on each other like orc cubs, this small one-story house would definitely not be able to hold on.

Gathering people to sing like the mermaid cubs is not good, I am afraid that the neighbors will come to knock on the door.

Xie Yunmian frowned and scratched his head: "I have so many things I want to do with them, I can't choose."

Gululu frowned and said, "You can let the people choose!"

Xie Yunmian suddenly realized: "Yes."

Xie Yunmian couldn't wait to run back to the computer and let the creation system arrange the specific plan.

The Genesis System understood what Xie Yunmian meant.

【Dear Your Majesty, you can list the things you want to do with the people, and I will put them in the Western Fantasy World and let the people vote. 】

[The item with the most votes will become your and their weekend plan. 】

Xie Yunmian lowered his head, twirling his fingers around his soft hair, his cheeks puffed up slightly, obviously trying to think hard.

...what does he want to do with his subjects this weekend?

After half an hour, he said slowly and earnestly:

"I can draw with crayons, and I can do their portraits on weekends."

"My little roses are about to bloom. On weekends, I can invite them to enjoy the flowers together and give them roses by the way."

"I know which window of the bungalow can see the brightest starry sky, and they can watch the stars with me and drink some juice."

"They can sit around me in the afternoon and listen to me sing and read stories."

"..."

Since Xie Yunmian could remember, he had been preparing these small gifts alone, and he missed someone walking into his quiet and gentle little world to unwrap the presents with him.

He has many, many things he wants to share with people.

Xie Yunmian expressed all his thoughts clearly and slowly.

His little milk voice sounds very gentle and does not make people feel alienated, like a ray of sunshine in the morning, the evening wind blowing through the sunset, or a starlight in the sky.

It is close at hand, but it can give people infinite warmth.

Two hours later, the creation system patiently listened to Xie Yunmian's thoughts.

[Okay, it’s all recorded, Your Majesty. 】

Xie Yunmian thought for a while, and then said: "By the way, let me tell you, no matter how busy your work is or how bad things are, remember to put it down tomorrow, take a rest, sleep, read a book or eat something .”

"...Because tomorrow is the weekend, and the weekend is a rest day."

This is stipulated by the World Management Law, Xie Yunmian thought to himself.

【Of course they will listen to you, after all, this is a day of rest arranged by God. 】

【... By the way, who are you going to let come to your side?All the people? 】

Xie Yunmian was successfully asked: "..."

He really wanted to get even rain and dew, but reality didn't allow it.

His small dining table can only sit three to four people, and the small bed can only sleep one him and half Gululu, and his little roses are not enough for everyone.

The creation system saw Xie Yunmian's distress: [Your Majesty, let me arrange this, I will definitely let you enjoy more love from the people. 】

Xie Yunmian: "..."

He was shy again.

It doesn't matter if you love it or not.

As long as someone is willing to accompany him, he is very happy.

***

When Xie Yunmian was resting at night, the handing down system transmitted Xie Yunmian's thoughts to the Western Fantasy World—the minds of every citizen.

At this moment, the Western Fantasy world, the temple.

The temple is located on the highest peak of Mount Olympus in the Western Fantasy world.

The Mount Olympus in this world is different from the mountain in Xie Yunmian's world.

Mount Olympus in the Western Fantasy World is not a snow mountain that never melts all year round, but a spring mountain that is always blooming with greenery.

The temple is hidden by the warm wind and white clouds, immersed in the flowers and grass in the mountains.

The temple is cast from the strongest building materials in the world, embodies the painstaking efforts of the most cutting-edge architects, and took tens of thousands of years to build.

The mermaid king left Atlantis, and his fish tail turned into slender and straight legs.

He followed the green path to the front of the temple.

When the mermaid king saw this snow-white and holy church-like building, his ear fins retracted at this moment, like a pair of silver-white cat ears.

He came to God's resting place.

The shrine is the place where His Majesty God used to rest when he descended into the world.

But His Majesty the God never rested here.

The last time God came to the world was ten thousand years ago, because He came into the world suddenly, and all the people were not ready, let alone prepare a separate residence for God.

Finally, that night, the casual gods rested in the dragon's castle.

The place where the dragons live is very cold.

Although the dragons have already burned firewood and sent the most expensive and warm quilts to the gods.

But after one night, Shen still caught a little cold, his fair face flushed, he kept sneezing a little, and his soft voice became nasal.

Even if God recovers in one day, the people still feel guilty.

After the god left that day, a shrine named "God's resting place" was erected.

The people can guarantee that the next time a god comes to the world, they will have a warm house to live in, sleep in a soft quilt, drink warm hot milk, have a good night's dream and a starry sky.

And God never came again.

God just disappeared for thousands of years.

The temple prepared by the people for him stood alone in Mount Olympus for thousands of years.

When the mermaid king thought of these sad past events, his brows were frowned, and displeasure flashed across his sea blue narrow eyes.

He took a step forward and pushed open the silver-cast door.

"crunch-"

The sky light shines from the dome.

Logically speaking, the interior of a building that has been abandoned for thousands of years should be covered in cobwebs, dusty, and dilapidated.

But the interior of the temple is completely contrary to common sense.

It was what it was ten thousand years ago, and it is still what it is now.

The single bed was clean, and the quilt was folded up. The fluffy appearance proved that the cotton wool was just picked.

There is a cup of hot milk on the bedside table, and the milk is full of hot milky white mist. The story book is brand new and clean, and it has just been published in the past few days.

A clump of fresh roses covered with dew silently blooms in front of God's window sill.

The sun shines through the forest, with greenery, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and onto the brown wooden floor.

The floor was as bright as a mirror, with a faint vapor of freshly wiped water.

——After God left for ten thousand years, the people did not abandon the temple.

The leaders of each race will come to the temple in turn every day to clean and arrange everything again.

I am afraid that God will come down suddenly one day, but there is no warm and suitable place to live.

They persisted tremblingly for thousands of years.

And today it was the turn of the Mermaid King to be on duty.

The mermaid king obviously didn't start cleaning, but everything in the temple was so clean and comfortable that he couldn't start.

Obviously, the Elf King who was on duty yesterday not only cleaned it once in the morning, but also came to clean it again in the middle of the night.

Mermaid King: "..."

A robot suddenly emerged from the shadows.

This robot is responsible for some simple cleaning and maintenance in the temple. Its computer-like head pops up a few lines of text.

【Your Majesty the Mermaid King, Your Majesty the Gods returned yesterday, do you want to continue cleaning here? 】

Mermaid King: "?"

The mermaid king felt that this question was nonsense, so he answered in a low voice without hesitation: "Yes."

"His Majesty the God just returned, and did not come to the world. We must always ensure that he has a place to live when he comes to this world."

"What's more, His Majesty the God has become a more fragile cub."

【…】

The mermaid king ignored the low-intelligence robot. He rolled up his sleeves, tied up his long hair, and took out a mop and rag from the storage room.

——Then wiped the floor that the Elf King had wiped no less than ten times yesterday.

The mermaid king's cleaning movements are so skillful that it makes people feel distressed, which is incompatible with his bewitching and cold appearance. ... After all, this is his thousandth duty.

Bark, bark, bark, bark.

The mermaid king scratched the floor hard with the mop.

The floor was almost wiped bald by the mermaid king. It was so clean that it couldn't be more clean. There wasn't a speck of dust, and it shone like a deep sea diamond.

After the Mermaid King skillfully finished most of the hygiene, he came to the window sill and stared at the warmly blooming roses on the window sill for a long time.

This clump of roses looked like it was transplanted by the Elf King yesterday, and it was stained with the unique fragrance of plants and trees of the Elves.

Compared with rose flowers, the mermaid king thinks the seaweed flowers in Atlantis are more beautiful.

When he was about to pick rose flowers and replace them with seaweed flowers, he was suddenly stopped by a hand wearing a white ceremony glove.

The Mermaid King turned his head and saw... the Elf King.

The heights of the two chiefs are about the same, so that they can completely meet each other's eyes, which is very embarrassing.

The Mermaid King frowned: "Perseus, I am on duty today, what are you doing here?"

The Elf King still had that gentle look, with a smile in his dark green eyes, his brows loosened, and he said with a smile, "Mr. Haimiao, I'm here to water the roses."

The Mermaid King didn't save face for the Elf King. He tilted his head and said in a muffled voice, "I think seaweed flowers are more beautiful than rose flowers. His Majesty the gods will like rose flowers more."

The Elf King didn't speak, but was still smiling, his handsome face was gentle and gentle.

Until the silent temple, a third voice suddenly sounded.

They turned their heads at the same time and saw the leader of the Dragon Clan.

Mermaid King: "?"

Elf King: "..."

The leader of the dragon clan said very consciously: "I accidentally scratched the wall when I was on duty the day before yesterday, and now I have brought tools to make it up."

After that, he moved the shoe cabinet in the entrance.

The mermaid king squatted down and leaned forward to look hard. After looking for a long time, he finally saw a piece of paint that was the size of a fingernail.

Talk about it.

I was embarrassed to wait until the mermaid king was on duty, and was very embarrassed to share a room with the two kings.

Just when he was trying to find a reason to take the two of them out, words from God suddenly popped up in his mind.

[Invitation letter: Since tomorrow is the weekend, His Majesty the God invites the people to visit his house. 】

The three leaders stopped their movements in an instant.

…God himself invited them to his home? ? ? ?

Then what are they doing here cleaning this godless temple!

They can go directly to God's house to accompany God!

[Young little god, His Majesty has many ideas about weekend activities, he can't make up his mind, so he leaves the choice to you as the people. 】

[You need to choose the option that you think is the most suitable as a weekend plan, and then conduct a referendum, and the one with the highest votes will be elected. 】

Immediately, a long list appeared in front of all the people.

The list is full of things Xie Yunmian wants to do with his subjects.

The Elf King, who loves farming, saw it at first sight, "I want to watch the roses I planted with everyone on weekends."

He poked at the line of text.

The next moment, a strange scene appeared in the mind of the Elf King.

He saw a very small yard, and there were pots of small flower seedlings in the yard.

Xie Yunmian, who was only two and a half years old, struggled to hold a water bottle half the size of his body, splashing water to the flower seedlings.

Day after day passed, and that little figure appeared in front of the flower seedlings every day.

The roses grow more and more, more and more brilliant,

——And Xie Yunmian was always alone.

The Mermaid King clicked on "I want to sing for my people on weekends".

What appeared in front of his eyes was a dilapidated second-hand radio.

Xie Yunmian was sitting upright in front of the radio, as if learning to sing a nursery rhyme.

Children's voices are too soft, weak, and easily out of tune.

In the ears of the mermaid king who is good at singing, His Majesty the God really doesn't sing very well.

But he just wanted to listen for a while for no reason.

The leader of the Dragon Clan clicked on "I want to watch the stars with everyone on the weekend."

He saw Xie Yunmian, who hadn't slept late at night because he had no parental discipline, lying on the window sill, looking up at the stars with his little head up.

But Xie Yunmian found that this window could not see the stars, so he changed another one, and then found that the new window was still invisible, so he changed another one.

...So he spent the whole night looking for the best place to watch the stars.

The stern face of the leader of the Dragon Clan revealed a gentle expression.

In fact, His Majesty Shenming didn't need to bother so hard to find the angle of stargazing.

He can transform into a dragon shape, spread out the dragon wings that cover the sky and cover the sun, and carry his children, riding the wind in the starlight.

——Which star His Majesty wants to see, he will take him to see it.

*****

After two hours, the three chiefs checked all the lists.

They voted for the option they liked the most.

At the same time, all the people have also made choices.

The mermaid king broke the silence in the temple.

"Which option did you choose?"

The Elf King smiled gently and said, "Sorry, it's not convenient to disclose."

The leader of the Dragon Clan frowned, shook his head, and coldly rejected the Mermaid King.

——Of course they don't want to reveal to each other which option they voted for.

...Because there can only be one option that wins in the end.

There is always a feeling of insecurity about revealing one's choices to an enemy.

If the two voted for different options, it is easy to argue with each other for their own reasons.

suddenly.

The people, including the three leaders, received a reminder from the creation system.

[All members have voted. 】

[——The counting of votes is in progress. 】

[The option with the highest number of votes has been counted. 】

[During the weekend of this week, His Majesty the God will invite you to his home. 】

[And his weekend plan with you is——]