After the beast cub was about to wear it, all the gods were bald

"Ah! Who is thinking of me?"

Li Qinglan, who was super busy, sneezed. There were already a lot of things to do before, but now there is one more thing. The base next door is about to be disbanded, so thank you if they don't bite a piece of meat. The main thing is to take advantage of your illness and kill you, so now she is even more busy with her feet off the ground.

"Sister Qinglan, do you know where I can make a stove?"

Li Qinglan:......

How could this child be so capable of causing trouble for her? Even though Ning Bao is very cute, she doesn't really want to see Ning Bao now.

Li Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief when he sent Ning Bao away with a low-level metallic superpower. Sixth-level superpowers are also very important, right? She can't be so busy while the people under her are so idle. Is this decent?

So, Li Qinglan herself is busy, and the people under her will only be even busier. If too many people are asked to help Ning Bao, then who will do the work for her?

Fortunately, it was just an ordinary small stove, which was enough for a low-level metal expert. Anyway, Ning Bao had to take the small stove to find a wood carving formation in the end. Otherwise, a stove made of ordinary materials would simply not be able to withstand Ningbao's explosion.

"Mumumumu, Ning Bao is back~"

Mumu was sewing clothes. It was a paid job that she took over from other people in the base.

how to say? She only learned not long ago that sewing machines could actually be made in the base. So we all have sewing machines, so why can we still sew like the ones gnawed by dogs? Not to mention how beautiful it is, at least it needs to be neat and tidy.

Mumu, who has been ingenious since he was a child, simply cannot understand what is going on with such a large group of handicapped people, and judging from their performance in some aspects, they don't look like handicapped people. The real handicap should be her little Ningbao.

Mumu looked up from her work and saw a Ning Bao black as a ball of coal.

She felt like she might...should be angry now, right? But in fact, I have adapted well.

Mumu had thought over it in her mind before. If Ning Bao wanted to do the task, there would actually be many disadvantages. Because she is a child. Although children may sometimes arouse sympathy from others, if there is really any hatred, others will not show mercy just because Ning Bao is a child.

In addition, as a child, there is no credibility in what he says. The same sentence, uttered from the mouth of a fairy-like old man, has completely different effects than that uttered from the mouth of a little kid.

Of course, the most important point is the mental issue. Needless to say, children are definitely different from adults.

Therefore, we have to consider that Doomsday is actually very friendly to Ning Bao. Because the requirement for strength is the most important, but the requirement for brain is not high.

If this were another world where brains were needed, Mu Mu wouldn't dare to think about how Ning Bao would live. Even if it is the only advantage: super strong force value, it is very likely that he will be beaten into a monster or something. And Ning Bao obviously doesn't have the strength to fight against the whole world.

But the only bad thing about the last days is that it takes too much time to wear clothes. Not only does it cost clothes, but it also costs pants, shoes, and even scalp muscles. When Ning Bao was being slapped, even the small rubber band on his head was gone! No wonder so many people in the base have shaved off their heads.

But Mumu imagined little Ning Bao wandering around with his head on his head, and there was really no way he could do anything to Ning Bao's hair.

So can anyone tell her why all the characters on TV used to have their clothes intact after fighting?

Mumu complained inwardly while brushing Ning Bao. After washing Ning Bao, she washed the white cakes. After washing the white cakes, she washed the clothes. After washing the clothes, she mended the clothes... Oh, by the way, she had prepared a side dish before cooking. She was originally waiting for Ning Bao to come back and see Ning. The results of the treasure will determine what to do in the end.

"Ning Bao, how is the refining of the elixir going? Can I use fire powers?"

"Yes!"

Ning Bao was still struggling with her wet hair, and wiping her hair was still a bit too difficult for her. Either I can't wipe it, or I can't wipe it dry. In the end, Mumu couldn't stand it anymore, put down what she was doing, and went over to wipe Ning Bao's hair. Ning Bao was also very obedient, trying hard to keep his head still. His chubby hand took out a packet of black powder from his pocket:

"Look, Ning Bao succeeded. Is Ning Bao great?"

Ning Bao puffed up his chest a little proudly, but when he thought that Mumu was wiping his hair, he immediately didn't dare to move.

"Great! Well...but...why is this powder black?"

Mumu glanced at what Ning Bao was holding, and she clearly remembered that the powder should be white.

"It's...a little bit burnt."

Ning Bao rolled his eyes a little guiltily, but immediately became confident again:

"But you can't blame Ning Bao. Uncle's temper is always under control, and Ning Bao can't teach him that."

"Okay, can this thing be used?"

"Yes! If you can use Ning Baocai, give it to Mumu."

"Yes, our little Ningbao is the best, right?"

"Correct!"

Ning Bao moved closer to Mu Mu, but Mu Mu put his hand on his forehead:

"Don't move, your hair isn't dry yet."

……

On this day, everyone in the base had a super sumptuous meal, and the ingredients were the chickens. Mumu only cooked the whole process, which took four or five hours, and this was even when she used a two-meter-high cauldron.

There was no other way. Apart from her, no one in the entire base could find a complete chef. No one could help her at all. At most, they could wash the dishes for her.

In order to commemorate such a beautiful day, Li Qinglan even planned to designate this day as a festival, and eat this kind of chicken on this day every year! Just call it Mumu Festival.

Mumu worked as a laborer all day: (^^)

She started from getting up in the morning: cooking, mending clothes, cooking, washing Ningbao, washing white cakes, washing clothes, mending clothes, cooking...

Looking at this large group of people waiting for food and the two large baskets of unfinished clothes, it really proved to Mumu what it meant, as long as she was willing to work, there would be endless work.

Although they are all paid, but...then what exactly are your sewing machines used for? Is it for viewing?

As an all-powerful little snake, Mumu felt that it might be easier to go out and fight zombies.

The next day, Ning Bao was dragged by Mumu to be the "little teacher". Whether it's cooking or refining elixirs, it's not something that Ning Bao and Mu Mu can complete alone. The workload is too great.