Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 363

It seems that Jing Huang has no difficulty in untying the peach blossoms on the ancient coins.He just tapped lightly with his fingertips, and the thin red rope fell apart automatically.Jing Huang pulled out an ancient coin from it, and stood there expressionlessly.

"Go. Go." Luo Binhan pushed his shoulder and said, "Let me see!"

"……boring."

Luo Binhan held his breath, tried his best to imitate his voice of a duck in junior high school, and said, "You must be afraid, right?"

Jing Huang's face darkened.He flicked his sleeves and said, "It's nonsense. What's so scary about such crooked things...Hey, you stupid light bulb, you can try it with this copper coin first."

Momolo agreed heartily.He ran over happily like a primary school student who was invited to join the spring outing activity group, and said to Jing Huang: "Mr. Xuan Hong, in fact, I can use my own salary to buy things, and I don't need to use gifts from others." Woolen cloth!"

Luo Binhan almost pissed him off.He slapped Momolo on the back of the head and shouted: "Old Mo! Don't laugh with evil forces!"

"But Mr. Xuanhong wants me to test the machine." Momolo said earnestly, "Please don't worry about me, Mr. Luo! I believe that the works of the White Tower Masters will not have harmful intentions!"

Luo Binhan was not so optimistic.Now he has serious doubts about the "supply station", and he would rather believe that this is a prank tool made by a mage to kill boredom in the suppression war, and that can perfectly explain why this vending machine spits out so much Useless things.

Robin Han is determined to prove himself right, but has no intention of dragging Momolo into trouble.He expressed earnestly to Momolo that, as the captain of the Silence, Thorn undoubtedly gave the most and sacrificed the most to the ship, but got the least.When they encounter rare treasures like the White Tower vending machine, no matter how humble and selfless Jing Huang is, they should never let the good people suffer, and let the whole Silence establish a new fashion of being civilized and polite Furthermore, the ancient coin in Jing Huang's hand was a gift from his fellow villager, and it was obvious that important intentions were enshrined in it, so there is no doubt that Jing Huang should use it himself.

Momolo was moved to tears by his impassioned speech.He turned to grab Jing Huang's hand, earnestly expressing his guilt and gratitude for his immaturity, but Jing Huang didn't say anything during the whole process, just staring at Luo Binhan.

Luo Binhan was extremely happy about this scene.He couldn't wait to push Jing Huang to the front of the vending machine, squeezed Jing Huang's wrist and pressed towards the coin slot.During that process, he dared to guarantee that Jing Huang struggled imperceptibly a few times, but Luo Binhan deliberately pretended not to notice.There is no evidence that this white tower vending machine will be sold by people, but Luo Binhan is still very curious about what Jing Huang will draw out.

With a cold face, Jing Huang threw an ancient coin into the coin slot, making a crisp impact sound, which seemed to prove that this ancient coin was as effective as all the previous currencies.Then Jing Juan reached out to the crystal ball, and the flocculent sediment inside the ball also began to deform.They fluttered and swelled, deepening slightly in color until they formed a pale pink flaming cloud.

Jing Huang lowered her head and looked at the pale pink cloud.

"Trash," he said contemptuously.

Luo Binhan stretched out his hand and pulled his hair: "Let's be more polite, young master, you see people write politeness on the machine, what if you are too arrogant and stop selling things?"

"If you don't sell it, don't sell it. I just want to see what the fake wishing machine imitated by the White Tower looks like. As for the contents contained in it, it doesn't matter at all. Anyway, it's just a bunch of things that affect luck and mind. Broken stuff, what is there to buy."

Jing Huang disliked the vending machine in an arrogant tone, but Luo Binhan didn't have the heart to listen to such nonsense.Impatiently, he grabbed Jing Huang's right hand, and slapped hard on the big red button that started to flash.

Boom!Something heavy fell and slammed against the hatch of the delivery hatch.The voice was thick, dull, and full of stability, and it sounded quite different from Luo Binhan's first two purchases.

Jing Huang still stood there with a gloomy face, seemingly not caring about what he bought.As a close travel companion, Luo Binhan had no choice but to push him away, and bent down to check the situation at the shipping port himself.He found a black and dark lacquered wooden box behind the baffle, the shape was simple and unpretentious, but it made people feel solemn unconsciously.

Luo Binhan took the wooden box out of it a little apprehensively.The surface of the box is hard and rough, but it is not cold, but slightly warm as if it has just been exposed to the sun.He opened the box, and saw a wooden doll lying on the velvet cushion inside.The doll is painted a grayish black that is slightly lighter than wood black. The front is in the shape of a peanut with a small top and a big bottom. The base is round and there is no flat part.On the doll's face, there are facial features outlined with silver lacquer, and the strokes are extremely simple, so it looks dull and dull.

"What the hell is this? Cursing the doll?" He turned his head and asked Jing Huang.

Jing Huang stands behind him and looks at the puppet, shaking his head expressionlessly.From his performance, Luo Binhan deduced that this puppet at least had no obvious risks.

He took it out of the box and almost failed the first time.The puppet was terribly heavy, holding it was like grasping a lead put ten times its size.Luo Binhan had to use some strength to fish it out of the box, and tried to put the base on the ground.The round base caused the puppet to shake back and forth a few times, but it kept its balance steadily, never letting the upper part touch the ground.

Now Luo Binhan understood its purpose.It is a tumbler.

He pushed it a few times with his fingers, watched it sway with a dull expression, and then went to flip through the box containing the puppet with ease.Soon he found a line of silver lettering on the inside of the box cover—but it was only a short line, which was more general and dangerous than any vending machine product description he had seen in the past:
Mountains of Fatherly Love: an ideal customized mini dad.For children with autism.

Luo Binhan stared at the line quietly.At this time, he was squatting on the ground, and Jing Huang was standing behind him, his head blocked his view.He heard Jing Huang talking sarcasticly behind his back, commenting that the tumbler looks weird.

Cold sweat began to seep from Luo Binhan's back.In that short moment, a thousand thoughts flashed through his mind: First, he thought that this vending machine must have some kind of twisted and tasteless sense of humor, and all of this can never be a random coincidence , but the vending machine is playing tricks on them; secondly, he couldn't help questioning the authenticity of the name, "a father who fully meets the ideal", which has nothing to do with a rough-looking tumbler puppet; lastly, the most important More importantly, for the safety of the Silence and the peace of the universe—Jing Juan must not be allowed to see the words on the box cover.

"Why are you squatting all the time?" Jing Huang asked behind him.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Luo Binhan said repeatedly, "I think this tumbler is a bit interesting. Shen Yun is somewhat similar to you, young master."

"Fart." Jing Huang said.The tone sounded the same as usual, and Luo Binhan was secretly relieved.Even though he blocked the lid with his body, he was still very worried that Jing Juan would have some monitoring abilities beyond common sense.Now it seems that Jing Juan does not have clairvoyant eyes, at least not when he has no intention of peeping.

Luo Binhan immediately closed the lid of the box. When the box was completely closed, he felt as if he had just escaped from a natural disaster, and his heart beat fast.He stood up with the box in his arms, ready to rush to the recycling bin to make it disappear forever, when the air flashed in front of the tip of his nose, and he came out of it refreshed.

"Hey! Hello everyone. How's the raffle game going? I was hosting for half a minute. Half a minute because the mate asked me to do a full security check of the system, including my own, and that was disgusting You know? It’s like you wrote a composition, and the result is not the teacher’s grade but your own grade. You have to rack your brains to write comments for yourself. The score can’t be too high or too low...Hey, the box in your hand is What? Why are you winking? Let me scan what treasure is hidden in there - oh! A totally ideal father for autistic kids? Are you? Where is your ideal father? Let me see !"

∈ Shout out the contents of the box at a volume loud enough to be heard across the room.Luo Binhan shivered in horror, wanting to pick up the tumbler on the ground and retreat with it.Only then did he realize that the tumbler had disappeared.

"What are you looking for?" Jing Huang said.

At this moment, Luo Binhan was almost afraid to look at the other party.He lowered his head and continued to look for the tumbler, and said, "I'll see if there are any fruit crumbs on the ground, and collect them."

"If you're looking for that thing, I'm here."

Luo Binhan turned his head and looked over.He saw that puppet tumbler stood on Jing Huang's head at some point.It's right behind the lock of hair that Luo Binhan pulls most often.It settled there without anyone noticing, like a cat stuffing itself into a cardboard box.That silver-penciled face gazed into the void with infinite sorrow, swaying, swaying, swaying on the head of the captain of the Silence...

Jing Huang stood there without moving.His unwavering gaze met Luo Binhan for a few seconds, and then slowly moved upwards, staring at the tumbler who was leaning and worrying among his hair.

He started to glow all over.A machete protruded from his collar.

(End of this chapter)