I swept the two worlds of interstellar cultivation

After seeing that the little robot remained motionless for a long time, Wuwu flew over and stood on top of it, "Huh?"

The little robot remained motionless, the violent bubu turned into a limp wuwu, it rubbed the clothes on the little robot, and flew to find Mumu.

Mu Shuru was waiting here, and he had a small longing in his heart, hoping that the master could call him Mumu.

This name was only called by his mother, and no one else would call him. He felt that the master was different from other people. He would eat the food he cooked, would praise the clothes he made, and maybe he would call him Mumu.

At this time, Wu Wu flew over, and it landed on Mu Shuru's shoulder, "Wu Wu!"

The tone of "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""

Wuwu stretched out her small hand and pointed to the motionless little robot by the stream, where Jing Xinglan couldn't see it, but Mu Shuru could see it clearly.

Jing Xinglan saw the miraculous white dough again, before Mu Shuru and the white dough ran away before he could observe it carefully.

After a while, before Jing Xinglan saw Mu Shuru's figure, he heard him say nervously: "Master, the little robot is dead!"

Jing Xinglan: "...."

Didn't you tell him that the little robot is not a living thing?

Mu Shuru appeared in the lake, he hugged the little robot, because the spirit silk is not invaded by water and fire, the little robot is not in a mess, it just lays motionless in his arms.

Jing Xinglan suddenly realized that since he met this magical lake and this magical person, he has been speechless more and more times in his life, and feels headaches from time to time.

"That's its stress response. It will play dead when it encounters danger." Jing Xinglan said, "It's not right, it's not alive in the first place."

The premise of playing dead is to be alive, Jing Xinglan managed to regain his logic, he said: "The little robot is fine."

Mu Shuru heaved a sigh of relief, "Then the master will help me take a look?"

After Jing Xinglan nodded, Mu Shuru carefully put the little robot down, and saw the little robot disappear and then reappear at the master's place.

Jing Xinglan picked up the little robot, and was surprised to find that the clothes on the little robot were not wet. He took off the clothes of the little robot, checked it, and fell silent.

"Master, is the little robot okay?" Mu Shuruo asked.

Jing Xinglan was slapped in the face, the little robot is in trouble, this is not a stress reaction.

Jing Xinglan asked: "How did it become like this?"

Mu Shuru took a look at Wuwu who was hiding behind his sleeve, pulled it out, and said, "It was just bumped by Wuwu."

Jing Xinglan: "...."

This is not soft dough at all, but a violent monster.

Even if the robot he made is an A-level fighter, it is impossible to crash it with just one hit.Jing Xinglan was afraid that this person would spoil him, so he repaired the little robot without saying a word, and then worked tirelessly to strengthen the little robot, put clothes on it, and send it back.

Mu Shuru hugged the little robot that had "lived" again, and taught him a lesson while watching the master plant trees over there.

Umm, he treasures his spirit silk the most. It is only willing to let Mu Shuru wear clothes made of its spirit silk for free, and everyone else has to exchange things or spirit stones.

In the past, they were able to survive largely because of Wuwu's spiritual silk, which is softer and more beautiful than dragon silk, and a small piece can be sold for a very high price.

Umm, it looks soft, but it's actually very silky. Even though he has an amazing silk production, he gets angry when he sees the little robot who just arrived wearing clothes made of its spirit silk.

The consequences of being angry...

Uuuuuuuuuuuuu usually soft-spoken and soft-spoken, but inside he is violent and possesses a strange strength.

"The little robot built a house for us and planted the land for us. They didn't wear clothes for nothing," Mu Shuru said.

"Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu but to and to to be obediently to obey."

A dozen or so trees on Jing Xinglan's side have already been planted, and both Jing Xinglan and Mu Shuru hope that these trees will survive.

The next afternoon, when Jing Xinglan checked the trees again, he finally found a tree that was still full of greenery from beginning to end, because this tree and the other withered trees did not make Jing Xinglan feel sorry.

As long as one tree survives, it is enough to inspire people.

There is finally a plant on the planet Kali that can survive. This is the only living plant on the planet, and it is more precious than anything else.

Jing Xinglan first wanted to share this pleasant news with Mu Shuru. He didn't know if it was his illusion. He felt that the small lake seemed a little bigger, and the picture he could see was a little further away.

Mu Shuru is walking towards this side with two small benches. The small benches are really small. The small benches are very delicate. There are lines on the four legs, and the ancient lines spread upwards. There are smooth stools and small round cushions. Mu Shuru put the two small benches at the door, turned around and said to the two behind him, "One for each."

Jing Xinglan: "...."

No wonder it's such a small one.

The little robot and Wuwu nodded, and obediently found the small bench with their names engraved on it and sat on it.

Mu Shuru saw them sitting in a row, and then saw Jing Xinglan, "Master."

When Mu Shuru saw him, he smiled unconsciously, "You seem to be in a good mood today."

Jing Xinglan said to the clear lake water: "Well, a tree seems to have survived."

The tree happened to be planted by the lake, and Mu Shuru could see the small leaves on the tree swaying in the wind, looking very energetic, "It really survived!"

Mu Shuru was also very happy, "Master, this is the copper money tree, its leaves are edible, sweet and delicious."

How could Jing Xinglan be willing to eat it? If he ate a leaf, if others saw it, he might be beaten by the gang.

He smiled and summoned a big robot, which was much taller than him, and the most obvious thing was that it had a round belly.

Mu Shuru looked curiously, and saw that Jing Xinglan pressed a button, and the big robot's big belly suddenly opened. Both Mu Shuru and Wuwu were surprised, only the little robot touched his small bench, which was used to it.

Jing Xinglan said: "In the future, let it deliver things for us. I have already set up the program, and he can walk up from the water by himself." Strange things suddenly appeared from the lake. If others saw them, it would be difficult to explain , if it is a robot, it is not so difficult to accept.

Mu Shuru asked curiously, "Why not make a smaller robot?"

Jing Xinglan patiently explained: "How much can a little robot put in its belly? It can't even hold a sapling."

Mu Shuru said, "Of course!"

After saying that, he turned around and squatted down to touch the little robot's stomach, and asked, "Can you open your stomach?"

The little robot tilted its head, its stomach was open, and there was only a small square space inside, but Mu Shuru nodded in satisfaction, "It's big enough."

He sneaked away with the little robot in his arms, and jumped down to follow. Not long after, the three appeared on the lake again. Mu Shuruo patted the little robot, and the little robot jumped into the lake by itself and disappeared.

On the small lake on the planet Carrie, a small robot emerged from the water, walked to Jing Xinglan, opened its stomach, and handed the white bag to Jing Xinglan.

It was a white satin drawstring bag, and there was a flower in the lower right corner of the bag, which seemed to be outlined with some special material.Jing Xinglan curiously untied the rope at the mouth of the beam, and after seeing the scene inside, she froze there.

Looking in from the not-so-big bag, there is actually a big space inside, and there is a tree inside, which seems to occupy only a small space.

Jing Xinglan reached in, easily took out the sapling of the same species as the living tree by the lake, and looked at the calm person in the lake with great anxiety.

This planet is obviously a planet that even robots don't know is backward, but it can use space technology to this extent.

Mu Shuru looked at the master holding his storage bag without saying a word, did he dislike his petty storage bag?

After Jing Xinglan put down the saplings, he tried to put something into the storage bag. He easily stuffed a very large box into the bag. He weighed it and found that the bag weighed nothing. Inside the belly of the little robot.

The little robot closed its stomach, returned to Mu Shuru's side, and took out the storage bag from its stomach to Mu Shuru.

In order for the master to open the storage bag, the storage bag is currently unowned, so Mu Shuru could not use his mind, so he could only open it with his own hands, and took out the heavy and large box.

Wuwu also jumped over, looking at the big iron box curiously, "Uuuuuuuuuuu!"

After Mu Shuru opened the box, both of them were stunned.

There is actually a nest of little robots in the box!

The little robot inside is even smaller, except for the same silver color, there are two different colors, one black and one blue.

Jing Xinglan said: "Those are reserved for your work, the black ones protect you, and the blue ones..." Jing Xinglan said awkwardly: "The blue ones, I downloaded a lot of songs, what song do you want to listen to, It can be sung for you to listen to.”

It was more than just a song, Jing Xinglan didn't have much artistic talent and didn't know what song to choose, so he simply added all the songs from hundreds of years ago.

It must be lonely there alone, the planet is so backward, there is no entertainment.

Mu Shuru held the smallest blue robot with sparkling eyes.

Jing Xinglan coughed lightly, "There are a lot of songs, you can play them randomly."

No one would believe that Jing Xinglan would make a little robot that plays music.The function of playing songs can be done by any robot, so why make a special one hypocritically, Jing Xinglan must have thought so in the past, he never believed that one day he would be so bored to this extent.

Wasting time and doing things that have no practical significance, in the life of the rational and straight man Jing Xinglan, he would sneer at it.

But now, he just thinks that Mu Shuru will like it.

After observing these days, he found that Mu Shuru was a man with a sense of ritual, no matter what he did, and he liked to sing. Jing Xinglan would occasionally hear a small intermittent singing from over there.

Before Mu Shuru had time to say anything, he could only see Jing Xinglan's back and his slightly hurried steps.

Mu Shuru didn't know why the master was in such a hurry, he took Wuwu out of a bunch of small robots, and fondled the smallest blue robot, how could there be such a small and cute thing.

"You are so cute." Mu Shuru said.

"The master said to play randomly?" Mu Shuru said, "Is random just following the little robot?"

When Jing Xinglan finally returned to the lake at night, Mu Shuru, who went to bed early and got up early, had already fallen asleep. The layers of gauze curtains in the cabin in the lake were rippling with the breeze, and the black miniature mecha outside was sitting next to the little robot. On the small bench, quietly guarding the people inside.

That was the result of Jing Xinglan sleeping late for the past two nights.

Everything seemed quiet and quiet, and the restless heart couldn't help but calm down.

And here, a little robot in decent clothes was sitting by the lake waiting for him.

After Jing Xinglan walked over, the little robot immediately gave him the contents of his stomach. This time he didn't take the storage bag, but a piece of paper.

On the clean white paper, it reads in elegant font:

"Master, I randomly selected a piece of "Quiet Embrace". I may have a young dream tonight."