After the global recovery I crossed

Lin Xingtao pulled the quilt to cover his face, just like every ordinary day in the past, he didn't want to wake up.

He struggled to reach for the mobile phone next to the pillow, but he only got the landline that was always in his hand.

He remembered that the mobile phone fell on the balcony of the university dormitory on the day the black dragon came into the world.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the phone, the phone had automatically hung up.

The call time showed two hours, but my mother never hung up on the initiative.

It was morning outside the window, but it was already the morning of the next day.Lin Xingtao slept for a whole day.

Like a string that had been tense in his mind suddenly relaxed, Lin Xingtao lay on the bed, like a salted fish, not wanting to move.

Thinking about it carefully, he has been in a state of tension since the day the black dragon came into the world.

Especially the weird steam world and the just-concluded Jingfen war almost emptied him.

"Ha—" He covered his mouth and yawned before redialing the phone.

"Mom, I fell asleep."

Mom laughed on the other end of the phone: "Is the fairy going to bed too?"

"Ah, don't immortals deserve to sleep? I don't know if immortals want to sleep, but your son must still sleep."

"It's morning now, does my fairy son want to eat?"

Lin Xingtao propped up half of his body from the bed, and replied: "Yes, I still remember when I left, my mother said to cook me a feast of spiritual energy."

"In the refrigerator, my mother has wrapped wontons, and there are some noodles inside."

Mom couldn't fly from Yanjing to Nanjing to cook a big meal for Lin Xingtao, but she kept the wrapped wontons in the refrigerator.

She guessed that Lin Xingtao would go home, and also guessed that Lin Xingtao wanted to eat what his mother made.

Lin Xingtao got out of bed.

He didn't take off his shoes when he went to bed, didn't brush his teeth, wash his face, go to the bathroom or anything - as an earth fairy, he didn't really need those things anymore.

including sleeping and eating.

He sleeps now and eats next, just allowing himself to live as a mortal.

He put down the landline phone in his hand, and kept it connected by means of Taoism—well, this is not enough for ordinary people.

Outside his room is the living room, which is connected to the kitchen.

A small house of less than [-] square meters cannot expect to have a dining room, so a table is placed next to the living room.

In the refrigerator in the kitchen, he pulled open the cabinet below.

He saw the ice cream that his mother had prepared for summer, as well as the neatly wrapped wontons that were frozen in bags.

There are a lot of them, enough to eat.

And the wontons are his favorite stuffed with corn and pork, he knew it just by looking at them.

While cooking wontons in the kitchen, he and his mother picked and talked about how he should be an emperor and a fairy.

When he was in Huashan, he couldn't say it, but now there are some things that he feels unnecessary to say.

Why let my mother know that I almost died so many times.

Almost anyway, isn't it.

Of course, if he really died, it would be even more difficult to say.

"Mom, are you in Yanjing? Oh, yes. When I left, I said, 'When I go back, let's go to Yanjing again', why did my mother go first, disrupting my plan .” His tone was somewhat complaining and helpless.

Maybe to his mother's ears, he was acting like a spoiled child.

"Mom has been waiting for you for a long time, and you were the one who did it first—what's the plan?" Mom actually still uses the new word "cuckoo".

Lin Xingtao smiled, he wanted to take his mother back to the Zhao family in Yanjing.

His plan is very simple. It can be summed up as pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

There is always a good-for-nothing who was kicked out by the family and went back to slap his face with all his glory. I'm sorry to say that Lin Xingtao wanted to make his mother feel proud, instead of hugging him and leaving in a hurry at the banquet like before.

"I've already thought about it. At Grandpa's house, someone came out to taunt us, and then I didn't speak or move. I just stood there with a look of contempt in the past, and I was able to shock them by my aura hahaha."

"They will exclaim: 'What, how can you be better than us - you are actually Zhao Lue! When we couldn't even fly well, you actually killed God! This is impossible! Aren't you an ordinary college student? !' Then all kinds of shocked, envious, and admiring eyes came over. There is a saying, yesterday you just ignored me..."

My mother quietly listened to the various exaggerated scenes he described, and then laughed at him: "Just like a child, I just think that there are bad people taunting you, trying to show off..."

She sniffed and said that she was doing well in Yanjing, and her relatives were not bad people, so there were so many things that were looked down upon by the family members, so Lin Xingtao should not worry.

She also said that in fact, because of her precious son, she has enjoyed the high-level treatment that is protected wherever she goes.

"I'm also practicing. Your grandfather hired someone to teach me, and your uncle also helped my mother a lot. I can't escape the times, right?"

Lin Xingtao gave an "um" and smiled lightly.

He suddenly remembered one thing.

"Mom, the foundation promised me to give me the position of head of the Yanjing branch, is mom willing to do it?"

Mom thought for a while and asked him why he didn't do it himself.

"To tell you the truth, I'm still a bit disgusted...I'm so powerful, I can't be a person in charge, not even the capital."

Mom agreed.

After the wontons were cooked, Lin Xingtao put them on the table and began to eat them.

Listening to the slight sound of him eating wontons, my mother was caught off guard and said:

"Taotao, your grandmother passed away."

Lin Xingtao stopped.

"Just last month."

"Your grandfather... he is actually the temporary head of the Yanjing Branch."

"The picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains is your grandfather pulling the other end. I was watching from the side."

"The map of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains is broken, but it doesn't matter, no one will blame you, your grandfather has been praising you."

Lin Xingtao swallowed a wonton.

Mom continued to talk a lot, about her regret for not going home to see grandma sooner, about how she thought about letting Lin Xingtao use the fairy method to save grandma...

After one wonton after another, my mother gradually talked about her childhood.

When he was about to talk about Lin Xingtao's father, Lin Xingtao finished eating.

The voices on both sides stopped at the same time.

"Has mom eaten breakfast? Haven't, then I'll send it to you."

The phone hangs up.

Lin Xingtao clapped his hands and summoned four little angels.

He is not the body of an evil god and cannot use powerful spells, but it is more than enough to summon a few subordinates.

The little angels flapped their wings and floated in mid-air. One of them hit the lamp in the living room and was pulled down by Lin Xingtao.

"You go tidy up my room."

"You cook noodles with me."

"You clean up the other rooms."

"You—sing."

He waved his hand and ordered.

That gesture seemed to conquer the world again.

A little angel flew into Lin Xingtao's bedroom and made him a messy quilt.

A little angel is carrying a broom, sweeping the dust on the ground as well as the feathers that have fallen from his body.

A little angel clasped his hands and was lifted by Lin Xingtao to the sofa in the living room.The little angel stepped on the sofa with her bare feet, and opened her immature mouth to sing praises.

"The Son of Man knows that his God lives forever, because one-third of the stars in the sky are the light from God's fingertips, one-third are the tears from the corners of God's eyes, and one-third is the love for the Son of Man."

The last angel was snuck into the kitchen by Lin Xingtao.

There is not much space in the kitchen, so the angel can only shrink his wings and cannot fly up. As a result, he is too short, so he has to raise his arms high to provide his monarch with cooking tools.

"Pot cover."

The little angel raised his left hand in a swish.

"Salt."

The little angel hesitated for a moment, and handed Lin Xingtao the box with seasonings on the left.

"...the one on the right, the one on the left is MSG."

The little angel quickly lifted it up again.

"The strong are tough to the stronger, the weak are tough to the weaker, and we will always fear and love God." The voice of the little angel on the sofa gradually became louder, the window slammed open, and white feathers flew out of the window .

The other two cleaned up and blocked the kitchen door carefully peeking.

Lin Xingtao ordered a lot of noodles.

He cracked a total of six eggs into it, and after emptying himself, he also emptied the refrigerator.

While he was cracking the eggs, he heard the cheers of the children downstairs fluttering their feathers.

He used to think that such noises were too annoying, but the ghost knew that he obviously didn't live on the first or second floor, so he could still hear those noises every morning.

But now he felt that everything was fine.

Rare peace and leisure.

"Eat!" He knocked his chopsticks on the table.

The four little angels sat side by side on the sofa and began to eat noodles.

But they can't use chopsticks.

"Are you of Western descent? Although you have white hair, your blood is my blood!"

Lin Xingtao held one in his arms and taught them how to use chopsticks.

He actually had the illusion of raising a child.

Fortunately, these children are very smart.

After learning everything, the little angels quietly rolled up the noodles with chopsticks, raised them higher than their faces, and then caught them from below.

And Lin Xingtao packed the remaining two copies.

One is to be given to Yanjing's mother.

And another...

It's for "Mom" in Steamworld.

Viscount Gaspard.

It should be the Pope by now.

He thought for a long time how to give it to him.

That is the distance between the two worlds.

Ultimately, he tries to give to believers in a God-given way.

The steaming noodles disappeared, but he didn't know if they had reached the Viscount.

He went back to his room, dug out a few sets of clothes from the closet, and placed them on the bed.

He took off the black sweater and black trousers that Ye Feiyu bought for him, and put on a denim jacket, overalls, stockings, and canvas shoes.

He took a special look at the top of his head in the full-length mirror.

——I didn't sleep well, and a lock of hair has been sticking up until now.

He tried to press it with his hands, but he couldn't press it smoothly.

He was a little angry.

How could I, the majestic forest, emperor, god, king, Tao, have nothing to do with a lock of hair? !

Those who obey me prosper and those who oppose me perish!

The lock of hair fell to the floor.

The little angel flew into his bedroom to sort out his clothes and hair.

After tidying himself up, he was going to teleport to Yanjing with the noodles for his mother.

At this moment, the phone rang.

It's Xu Youxin's phone number.

"Lin Xingtao, you are really at home..."

"Let it go!" Lin Xingtao said, let it go if you fart.

"...that door, that red and black door, can you still open it?" Xu Youxin said in a serious tone, "After our many inspections, the humans who entered that door failed to come back, including helicopters, etc. Inanimate."

"And according to our detection, there may be another world behind the door!"

"Moreover, we have detected familiar fluctuations, which come from the fluctuations when you awakened on the day the black dragon came into the world. Lin Xingtao, a world is calling for you, begging you to go back."

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