Group pet childhood creation god

The undead girl was startled when she heard this voice. The tattered little bench was unstable, causing her to fall to the ground, with bones creaking and colliding with each other.

"Outside, someone is coming outside..."

The undead clan stood up tremblingly, and said to the little black cub and the mechanical clan: "You guys wait here, I'll go and have a look."

"grumble."

The little black cub shook his short tail to express his agreement.

A question mark flashed on the screen face of the machine clan.

...Their booth is the most inconspicuous place in the entire bazaar, who would come to them?

The undead put on their coats to cover the white bones, came to the entrance of the tent, and opened the curtain.

What caught her eyes was a very small child.

The child is less than one meter long, only as tall as her waist.

Although he is wearing a cat mask, it can be seen that this is a cub with very white skin and thin and soft hair, like a lamb.

Xie Yunmian raised his head, blinked warm golden eyes, and said with a smile, "Hello~"

If other children of his age saw a dark white skeleton appearing suddenly and staring at people with swarthy eyes, they would probably be frightened and cry.

But Xie Yunmian didn't feel any sense of fear, but was inexplicably familiar.

...like this skeleton-like creature, he created it himself.

Xie Yunmian inadvertently revealed the tip of the dragon's tail.

Only then did the undead girl realize that this was a dragon cub.

Wait, haven't there been no cubs born in the dragon clan for thousands of years?

If a cub is born, the only cub of the whole clan should not be protected in the deep palace, how could it appear at the door of her stall? ? !

"Crack--"

The undead girl lost her head in fright.

The chubby skull rolled to the ground and rolled far away like a rubber ball.

With her bald neck, she hurriedly chased after her own head.

"Gululu..." The head rolled to the edge of the tent and finally stopped. She picked it up, patted the dust, adjusted the wig, and put it on again.

Ah, it's reversed.

She turned her head back 180 degrees.

The undead girl came back to Xie Yunmian in embarrassment, leaned over, and asked softly: "Hello, my name is Gu Ya, and I am the owner of the charity stall No. 9999. What can I do for you?"

"If you want to buy charity goods, you may have to wait. Our stall has not opened for sale yet."

Xie Yunmian said in a milky voice, "Sister, I want to work as a helper in your stall."

Gu Ya: "..."

Gu Ya supported her head which was almost frightened off again.

Did she hear it right?

At the beginning, she just had the mentality of giving it a try, and hung up the signboard information of the helper at the entrance of the stall, completely thinking that no one would apply for the job.

Gu Ya slowly came to her senses, and made a gesture of invitation: "Come on, come on, everyone, come in and sit down."

Xie Yunmian ran into the tent.

The three leaders are relatively tall, and they have to bend over to squeeze into this small tent.

Gu Ya noticed the three parents of Xie Yunmian.

Dragons, mermaids, and elves are all the strongest races in the West Fantasy Continent.

Gu Ya: "..."

As expected of the only cub in the entire Dragon Clan, the parent camp is so powerful.

Gu Ya was even more puzzled why they wanted to work as helpers in this small stall.

Gu Ya invited them into the innermost part of the tent. There was a small table in the innermost part, but one stool was missing.

Gu Ya was about to say that she could stand, but Xie Yunmian said first, "Sister, I can sit on the lap of my parents."

Xie Yunmian looked at the leaders with pleading eyes, and asked cautiously, "Is it okay?"

Leaders: "..."

"of course can."

"Ah."

"OK."

Who wouldn't want to hang out with such a cute cub?

However, there is only one little god, but they have three pairs of thighs...

Your Majesty the God will only sit on one person's lap.

Xie Yunmian also realized this problem, and froze in place, thinking for a long time: "Yes, how about guessing punches?"

The leaders reluctantly agreed, and after a round of guessing games, the elf king finally won.

The Elf King hugged Xie Yunmian onto his lap.

His majesty's skeleton is very small and his bones are very soft, which makes his whole body small and waxy, without any weight, like a piece of cotton candy, exuding a sweet milky fragrance.

The elf king didn't dare to move rashly, for fear of hurting the fragile cub in his arms.

And Xie Yunmian only felt that the other party's long golden hair scratched his back and neck very itchy, but he endured it and passed. The young elf's grassy scent and generous embrace made him feel very comfortable and drowsy.

The mermaid king and the leader of the dragon clan sat on both sides of Xie Yunmian, restraining their desire to hug His Majesty the god.

Gu Ya brought four cups of tea and snacks and placed them on the dilapidated table.

The dim sum is a few sliced ​​dry breads. The brown rice tea has just been soaked, and a hot white mist emerges, melting in the dim yellow light.

She said apologetically, "Sorry, the stall has limited funds, and there is nothing good to entertain you."

Xie Yunmian: "It's okay."

At the same time, the little black boy and the mechanical race who installed the light bulb carefully emerged.

When the little black cub saw Xie Yunmian, the whole little black ball froze.

Xie Yunmian was wearing a tight cat mask, so the little black cub couldn't see his appearance.

But the gentle temperament exuding from him made him feel very comfortable.

It also felt this way when it dreamed of the gods.

...Could it be that the gods have descended into the world?

This absurd thought was only fleeting in the little black cub's mind.

It saw Xie Yunmian's little dragon tail and horns.

The dragon's horn is covered with a transparent soft membrane, hidden in the soft hair, and the little dragon's tail hanging on the elf's waist proves that he is a genuine dragon cub.

The Machina liked this "Dragon Cub" inexplicably, as if seeing an old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for a long time, a red heart flashed on the screen with a few cracks.

Gu Ya sat down opposite Xie Yunmian and the leaders, put her hands in front of her knees, and said softly: "Well... is this kid who wants to apply for a helper?"

Xie Yunmian raised his hand: "Yes."

The machine tribe turned its computer screen-shaped head, looked at Xie Yunmian for a long time, and recognized that it was a young cub who was not born long ago.

Its slight twitching electric current sounded.

"Emperor, the Imperial Labor Law...has a regulation that underage cubs cannot be recruited to work, and they will be... regarded as recruiting...child labor."

Gu Ya slapped her head, and suddenly realized: "Hey, why did I forget, we really can't use underage cubs as helpers. There are very few cubs in my clan, and I almost forgot about it."

After hearing these words, Xie Yunmian was stunned, and his originally excited expression gradually became disappointed.The raised little dragon's tail drooped softly, and its head drooped.

The Elf King noticed the distress of the little cub in his arms.

The elves are not only sensitive to their own emotions, but also can perceive the emotions of others, especially the gods they love, His Majesty.

If His Majesty's mood drops at any point, they will be very sad and their hearts will feel dull pain.

The Elf King kissed Xie Yunmian on the top of his hair as a consolation.

The Elf King said softly: "It is true that the West Fantasy Continent cannot recruit minors as helpers, but if there is no salary deal, they can be counted as volunteers."

"Minors can serve as volunteers."

Xie Yunmian raised her head suddenly, her eyes lit up slightly and looked at Gu Ya: "Sister, can I be a volunteer?"

Gu Ya was embarrassed by the cute little cub's stare, her pale bones turned red.

"of course can."

"Great."

Xie Yunmian's lost mood suddenly disappeared like a change of sky.

His little dragon's tail was raised again, shaking slightly, bringing a light milky breeze.

There was a smile on his face beneath the mask.

If emotions can be visualized, the Elf King will see many small bubbles popping out of his head.

Facing the happy cub, Gu Ya resisted the urge to crack her bones, coughed lightly, and said to the three parents of the cub, "Excuse me..."

At present, only the little cub, Ben Zai, has proposed to be a volunteer.

She felt that the purpose of these three parents coming here should be to pick up and drop off the cubs to and from get off work during the God Sacrifice Festival.

But the answers of the parents surprised her.

The mermaid king said without hesitation:

"We, like His Majesty, come here as volunteers."

Gu Ya: "???!!"

Gu Ya dropped her jaw in shock, and her jaw fell to the ground with a rattling sound.

Due to the sudden shock of the mechanical clan, snowflakes flashed on the electronic screen instantly, and sparks burst out from the bare/exposed mechanical parts.

"Hey?" The little black cub opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his round pupils were trembling, and his hair was blowing up all over his body.

Gu Ya didn't expect that there would be people coming to help their small stall, let alone so many people, and they were from the three major races.

You know, as a small race, it is difficult for them to meet people from the three major races.

Gu Ya picked up the chin and pressed it on herself, the bone hand twisted in embarrassment, and there was a sound of crunching bones.

"Thank you so much, we have limited funds, and we can't thank you for anything..."

In other stalls, some enthusiastic citizens also came to apply for volunteers.

Although the volunteers don't get paid, those small stalls will give out some delicious food, small peripherals, or a few tickets for scenic spots in return.

But the ones at booth No. 9999 couldn't even offer these small rewards.

It is already very difficult for them to set up this small stall.

Their lives were already difficult.

Gu Ya works as a cleaner in the tomb of the undead, and cleans the cemetery from dawn to dusk. The snow-white bones she is proud of are often dirty and dusty.

In addition, she has an old mother to take care of at home, and she has to pay debts every month. It is common for her to eat once every few hundred years.

The little black cub is the most unpopular dark race in the entire West Fantasy Continent. He has no parents, is thin and small, braved the wind and snow, and traveled a long distance to the main heart city, just wanting to take a look at Jijie.

Gu Ya felt sorry for it, and let it join the stall owner of No. 9999.

There can be many stall owners at the same time, and underage cubs can also be stall owners.

The mechanical race that they set up a stall with was already thousands of years old.Its shell is aging, its parts are seriously damaged, and its intelligent system is seriously degraded.

This is the last god sacrifice festival it has.

They pooled the little money they had in their entire body as start-up capital.Then I signed up for the charity sale of the God Sacrifice Festival, and got the most inconspicuous booth.

Even so, they still worked very hard to set up the stall so that more people could see their bazaars for the festival.

I want more people to see their love for His Majesty the God.