The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

"Li, you've got to stop. Who are you showing your disdain to?"

"Old Wang even threw the land-sinking bomb. It's hard for Da Kun Kun and the tomb-guarding beast to deal with one piece of black vine fragments. How can they take care of the other piece? Let the lackeys dig it up?"

"Yeah, isn't it? It's because of that land-sinking bomb. The one-third that escaped was hit together with Sander's floating land. The floating land was completely split into two. It's reasonable to give a discount."

"You are so evil. You said you would help others solve the problem, but the floating land was completely blown up. It's reasonable to give a discount."

In the insect nest, Li Cang was lying in his favorite old-age rocking music. Da Lei Zi was talking while peeling an orange. Li Cang was very impatient. In ancient times, if Old Wang did such a bad thing, he would at least kill three tribes first!

More than 500 lackeys who survived the war walked in from the entrance of the insect nest as quietly as possible with horrible healed scars on their bodies, carrying five to seven corpses of the same kind on their shoulders and hands.

The corpses included No. 1 and No. 2. Without exception, they all died in extremely miserable conditions, as if many miniature bombs were installed in their bones, with bone stumps mixed in the rolled skin and flesh, some parts of the muscles were as hard as iron and stone, and grew inexplicable bone armor structures, and some parts of the muscles simply turned into sticky asphalt.

"That's all?"

"Yes!" Li Leisi said: "When you were unconscious, there were about two or three thousand of them lying down one after another. We didn't know what happened. We were afraid that they would affect you, so we didn't move them and let them stay outside."

Generally speaking, the so-called "natural lifespan" of lackeys is proportional to the intensity of work. It is not uncommon for lackey No. 1 to die of exhaustion in two days, and it is normal to live for a week or so. The second lackey is relatively long-lived, and occasionally there will be super-strong standby players who can survive for half a month.

When this thing lives to a certain age, its blood will collapse by itself. Before the lifespan reading bar returns to zero, the mill and the little coin cubs treat it equally and determine that it has recycling value. In order to ensure the sustainability of exhausting the pond and squeezing the surplus value to the maximum extent, Teacher Cang has a set instruction that requires lackeys to return to the mill by themselves when their natural lifespan is about to be exhausted. If there is no accident, this potential instruction has the highest priority.

Although the bloodline second sons do not have the potential to upgrade, what they have learned can be passed on through bloodline. In theory, there should not be such a situation as command execution errors. They do not even have formed wisdom. You can't insist that they are nostalgic for the beauty of the world and covet the prosperity of the world.

Besides, there is nothing beautiful about the world created by Teacher Cang for them. There are only endless work.

"Why didn't I find this phenomenon before? There are good and defective rates for mill products?"

"By the way, Li Cang."

"Hmm?"

"Do you really have a lackey who can last until the end of his natural lifespan?"

Case law case law, you don't even have an example, you and I are just making up a hammer with your brain!

Li Cang: emmmm

Forget it, maybe the fever burned his brain, it's a small problem. When the production indicators are released in the future, send a few quality inspectors to order those with problems to be eliminated as defective products and let the little coin go.

"Give me a bite."

"Here it comes!"

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking about oranges, oranges! Try touching my belt again? Let go!"

"Oh, that won't work!" Li Lace stopped picking the orange rind and breaking it, and bit into it whole, with plenty of juice and orange fragrance: "The young lady said that people with internal heat can't eat oranges and tangerines, which will aggravate the condition."

"I@#￥%?" Li Cang calmed down: "I'm fine! I have sequelae of a blood explosion, okay!"

A thermometer was thrust into Li Cang's mouth, so fast that he couldn't react at all.

Perhaps because of his excessive vitality, Li Cang's mouth full of blisters and swollen gums disappeared, but his body and immunity still firmly stated that only one of those dirty things and me can be clean, and the host is not within the scope of consideration. It's just the right excuse to show off his muscles and prove his presence. Don't be timid, just do it. If someone is not decent, help him to be decent. Today, I'm going to get the belt! Clear! Wash!

46.2℃!

No matter what kind of big project or high-end game is going on in the body, Teacher Cang and the thermometer are confused. Although they don’t understand what purpose those people have in designing such a thermometer with a maximum limit of 50℃, it is useful after all, isn’t it?

Li Leisi waved half of the orange that was chewed and juiced to encourage Li Cang: "Come on, go ahead, you are only 0.3 degrees away from breaking the world record. Before the disaster, someone was able to reach this temperature alive. Teacher Cang, I believe you can do it, kill him in seconds!"

Normal people’s CPUs should have burned up when they reached this body temperature, but Li Cang himself didn’t feel anything. Except for the dizziness in his head, he didn’t even feel uncomfortable. Compared with the sequelae of the big blood explosion, this temperature is still a little uncomfortable. It can only be said to be slightly thin.

However

Li Cang is still out of breath.

"Are you done? If you're done, can you get off me? I'm going to die!"

"I won't!"

"?"

Li Leisi showed a dangerous expression, squinting her eyes as if she was looking at a fish to be slaughtered: "It's already more than 46 degrees! Who doesn't want to try the boyfriend power of 47 degrees?"

"???"

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent. Little giegie, I never thought you'd end up like this. Don't worry, I'll use it well. Don't move or shout. No one will save you even if you shout your throat out. I'll try to control my emotions and not be too violent or excited!"

"???"

The old man's rocker bears a weight that shouldn't be borne at this age, protesting with difficulty.

"Li! Lei! Si!"

"What the hell?"

"Don't you think you are being disgraceful and making me lose my dignity?"

"Then why don't you feel disgraceful and lose your dignity when you usually coax and deceive me and make me do that?"

"I can't even move a finger now!"

"Fingers? Next time! Hush, be quiet. If you can't help, please shut up and set the mood. I'm busy, busy."

"You are raping, it's illegal. Even if you're married, I can go to the neighborhood committee to sue you, you know! You are violating the boy's will, don't you understand!"

"Li Cang?"

"?"

"Why didn't I find you so cute before, and you sued me, goose, goose, goose."

Li Cang looked up at the dome at a 45-degree angle with no hope in life. He let Li Lei Si tease him everywhere without any reaction, and just lay down and started.

"What do you mean, little dog!"

"Heh."

"Okay, a safety valve, right? Others are afraid of burning their brains when they have a fever, but you are burning your basket?"

"Morality, do you know what morality is! Dignity, do you know what dignity is! I have the quality of gold!"

"It's yellow, right?"

"@#￥%" Li Cang rolled his eyes and said, "Please take a look at what you are doing before you say that!"

Li Leisi immediately said seriously, "Well, this can only be regarded as some pink things at most."

"Double standard dog!"

"Hey, you talk too much!" Li Leisi was extremely disgusted with this guy who was soft except for his mouth, and a whining card was directly slapped on Li Cang's face: "Since you can't resist, you might as well enjoy it honestly. Isn't it good to be a tool man?"

"Woof~!"

"Oh, you say no, no, hiss, it's so hot, why is it so hot?"

At such a humiliating moment, Teacher Cang of course refused to speak, and stared at someone with his eyes.

Li Leisi giggled and challenged Li Cang, holding up her snow-white hair and leaning in front of him, looking down at him: "Why do I remember that you are not like this usually?"

"Fuck you, I will let you know what real cruelty is after I get better!"

"How can you speak so quickly! Okay, it doesn't matter." Li Leisi was surprised, squirming slightly, narrowing her increasingly moist eyes, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead: "How can a person who sells himself talk about courage?"