Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 449

Upsilon grabbed three fairy sticks and clicked on the lighter.The firelight flickered at the base of his chin, revealing a few inconspicuous, herpes-like sores.Those ulcers healed quickly and kept reappearing in the same place.But Upsilon didn't show any trouble because of this. He said to Robinhan happily: "Mr. Luo, your igniter is very delicate."

"Don't mess it up." Luo Binhan warned.

"Oh, yes, yes, I will be careful. This workmanship is very good, and it won't break so easily. But is there any special meaning to carrying this kind of device with no great function?"

"Birthday present." Luo Binhan said dryly, "It was a gift from two people, but one is gone."

The smile on Upsilon's face faded.He stopped firing the ignition and just kept his thumb on the trigger.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't know this before. Let's get back to business, little girl of the dwarf star guest. Don't continue. You came directly from the river, and you were also attacked by that guy, so the loss should be very high It's serious. As long as there is no restriction from the engine, I won't be able to solve it that easily. After all, you just don't want to strengthen that guy. There is no need to entangle me, right? If you were not satisfied before, you should sit on the negotiating table now It's time."

He turned his neck and sat down on the ground.

"Ah, I'm tired! Let's talk about other things after a break. Although it's not like a normal atmospheric environment, it's not a place full of sparkle towers like my hometown. Transformation is very tiring. If there is a delivery from Sugar City Fortunately, there is no motivation in a place where you can’t even eat hot food. Mr. Zhou Yu, why are you staring at the little girl?"

Luo Binhan quickly looked away.He was looking at the dagger in Assabam's hand, wondering how to get it back.Of course he had to get it back, but since he had put it into someone else's arms, it seemed ridiculous to ask for it.From the strands of hair on the top to the shadow tips on the soles of the feet, Assabam reveals nothing to talk about.Now his two magic weapons are not in his hands.

He had to sit awkwardly next to Upsilon, watching the Yongguang clan and the dwarf star guest wrestling with their eyes and expressions.The atmosphere was so solemn that he felt that he shouldn't look like a traffic jam either.But what else could he do?He groped in his pockets in vain, trying to find something to defend himself, maybe one day when he and Momolo had dinner, he dropped a knife on him.

"Are you okay with the four-legged one?" He asked while touching his pocket, "Aren't you afraid that he will suddenly recover and jump up for you?"

"Oh, it's okay. I'm staring at you, Mr. Zhou Yu. Don't look at me now that I look similar to you. After all, it's not a real human body, it's just an illusion that can communicate. You attack my head And the chest, it will not cause any fatal wounds."

"Then why are you still bleeding?"

"Well... is it the effect of the curse? Actually, I don't quite understand it. Oh, don't be so entangled. Anyway, this injury is trivial, and it will recover after I rest."

Robin Han stopped talking.He took out his pocket, and his eyes drifted to Bangbang, who seemed to be in suspended animation, but his heart was like a swarm of bees.He'd known that little magic would work on bum...did he really?He just felt that it was impossible for Bangbang to act so realistically and just right at the time.But that doesn't really make sense at all, if Bong-bong is—say, a swarm of killer bees wrapped in fake skins—how can he be embarrassed about something?That would make him too human.This is even more confusing to Luo Binhan than Upsilon and Assabam.A murderous swarm, a genocidalist, what else could he be ashamed of?Shouldn't he have trampled all human emotions under his feet?
"I don't think it's 'humanoid'," said the occupant of his head. "It's a perception of error."

What perception?Robin Han asked.

"Wrong," said Garfield, "that feeling you're referring to, it's caused by something that makes you feel wrong. You, or outside, something that shouldn't be causing that feeling. For things like For a life like his, fear can be conquered by cognition and understanding. But... what you gave him was an irresolvable mistake, a conflict between him and the world."

Luo Binhan took out his pocket expressionlessly.He began to wonder what the word "embarrassment" really meant, and whether it was because he had fooled around in some important life course that he had permanently misunderstood this synonym for "sin" or "evil."Now it seems that is still possible, because Assabam never farted in battle.

"That's different," Garfield explained. "If you admit that something is evil... In my observation, you at least take it seriously, which means that your behavior is important. You always have a reason for this." Consequences are to be concerned. But the contradiction you have aroused—I have never felt it, so I can only try to describe it—is unimportant. Its consequences are itself, so you can only Watch it in itself, and see that it is caused by some necessary error in you or outside. I have observed that most rationally intelligent people are very reluctant to make mistakes."

That's unfulfilling, isn't it?Robin Han said.

"That's the point," Garfield said. "If you aspire to the sublime and think you're right, external fears are easy to overcome . . . but your own contradictions and irrelevance are not."

Are you swearing?Luo Binhan asked doubtfully.

"I don't think that's a derogation," Garfield declared. "It's a trait."

Luo Binhan pondered this matter for a while, and finally thought it was nonsense.The conclusion of the incident is obvious, and Bang Bang, a swarm of man-eating bees wrapped in fake skins, gets knocked out because they can't take the fact that they're actually shitting.This is the moment of triumph for the natural-born potty-goers.Even if he has [-] times more embarrassments than Bang Bang, he can get away with just remembering one thing: that neither he nor his mistakes matter.He felt a little happier again.

"What are you thinking about, Mr. Zhou Yu?" Upsilon asked.

Only then did Luo Binhan realize that he was digging out his pockets.He had already fumbled the guide book on the outside, but he was too embarrassed to take it out.Upsilon would apparently read the title aloud, then open it to look at it.And if he even had to read the content aloud, it would be far more than a fairy wand could play, and he would have to rely on a bloody felony to get rid of it.

He reached in and found his pepper-pot pistol-like space memory in a mostly forgotten secret pocket—he still hadn't thrown it away after Assabam shot him through the stomach , but the difference is that he has learned to keep his weapons outside and only store less important things inside.He remembers keeping his phone, change, and nail clippers, and maybe something else, in it.

Although the nail clippers were not enough to replace the one in Assabam's hand, Luo Binhan hopefully pulled out the pepper bottle storage, and then began to pour things out.Both Upsilon and Assabam looked at him unabashedly, but that didn't matter to Robinhan, anyway, he was sure that there was nothing unsightly in the memory.If there is, then he will move his personal belongings secretly first.He squeezed the trigger of the pepperpot pistol, glad to find that it hadn't been killed by all this shit.It spits out something from the nozzle each time the trigger is pressed.Luo Binhan pressed the first button, and an ear pick (he was preparing to use it before setting off to see the pelicans) fell out of it.The second time, a square box as crystal clear and beautiful as an ice sculpture.He wanted to stop when he saw the box, but inertia made him press the trigger.The third thing that fell out was a crystal ball with flying snowflakes.

(End of this chapter)