I have to say that although Boss Wonka’s method is a bit old-fashioned, it is extremely effective!
The children whose attention was successfully diverted subconsciously looked in the direction directed by Boss Wonka.
This is a terrifying metal beast made of three colors.
They are metallic silver and white, and the azure color is like the endless blue of the Atlantic Ocean.
The red signs are like flames burning on the sea.
The combination of three colors is full of artistic sense, but more importantly, the body shape!
This is definitely a big one.
Boss Wonka visually estimated that it was almost seven meters tall. The front half of the car resembled a heavy truck, and the back half was a fully wrapped silver-white compartment.
There are twenty-four huge black tires that are taller than a person, which shows how big they are!
And such a big guy with a height of seven meters, a length of more than fifteen meters, and a weight of no less than twenty tons appears on Poseidon Street?
It should be noted that the road condition on Poseidon Street is actually very bad.
There are no asphalt roads here, not even a layer of cement.
There is only a hard yellow mud road that has been trampled on the ground over time.
With a terrifying weight and the terrifying grip of twenty-four tires, an invincible steel monster appears?
Looking at the billowing dust on the ground, Boss Wonka's eyes were a little complicated.
He was lamenting the speed of human technological progress.
The six children next to them had much simpler thoughts.
The little rookie who was crying before was now completely attracted by this steel behemoth.
His eyes widened, full of longing and desire:
"Wow, that's a car, a big car!"
The little arctic shrew next to him, who was already familiar with it, touched his chin and thought:
"Who's driving?"
He had seen cars. When he attended Aunt Carmela's daughter's wedding more than a month ago, he saw many cars in front of their house.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t envious. Dad would occasionally take the family camping.
Because I don’t have a car, my father has to carry a lot of luggage alone.
At that time, Big thought that if he had a big car, his family would not need to walk dozens of miles to go camping in the suburbs of New York.
But later he learned about the situation outside by asking other friends.
It turns out that cars have always been produced by humans, and all cars currently on the market serve humans.
For example, a small animal like myself, or a super large polar bear like Dad.
No matter how much money they have, there is no car on the market that their size can drive.
So that day, the little Arctic shrew secretly swore that he would make a lot of money in the future.
That would build a car company and then have them build Dad a car.
This way, the family can go camping in their car.
but now?
There seems to be no need to build a car company.
Because the car in front of me perfectly fits my father's huge figure.
This is why the Arctic shrew subconsciously asked who was sitting in the car.
It must be said that this is an Arctic shrew with extremely strong mobility.
The first thing people think about is that this car is really good and I want to buy one.
The Arctic shrew is thinking about who this person is, and I want to find out where the car was bought.
Unfortunately, the Arctic shrew asked the wrong person.
One of the four penguins was acting silly, staring straight at the big toy.
The other was indifferent because the car was too big for his mouth to swallow.
The only one who is relatively normal is Kowalski, who is calculating the mass and energy consumption of this car.
If possible, it would be best to reverse the engine design of this car.
emmm…
It’s so damn normal, no one in this family is normal!
As for Skipper, the eldest of the four penguins?
When faced with the problem of the little Arctic shrew, the penguin brother said with a cold face:
"I don't know, I don't care. Anyway, the person driving the car is not a general. Who is he and what does it have to do with me? I just feel noisy."
The little polar bear next to him stared at him unconvinced:
"Why can't it be Dad?"
A painful memory subconsciously appeared in my mind.
After being kicked out of the New York Zoo, Skipper's first stop was not Poseidon Street, but the bustling New York.
He thinks that with his natural cuteness, it is not easy to deal with a bunch of stupid humans?
But it turned out that he thought too much.
Although he will be bullied by animals on Poseidon Street.
But at least the animals here treat themselves as the same kind, instead of secretly wondering what penguin meat tastes like.
Among the six little ones, two were well protected by their old father.
Poseidon Street has a protective red line for cubs, if you touch it you will die!
So Love and Big are relatively simple.
Among the four little ones, the youngest rookie is the best protected and the simplest.
His three brothers are all abnormal, which is related to their experiences in New York.
So when the little polar bear asked why it couldn't be daddy?
Skib was silent. He didn't want to recall that memory, so he chose silence as golden:
"have no idea."
The little Arctic shrew is a thoughtful little brother.
He saw that Brother Skipper was worried, so he tried to get over it by being cute:
"But the car is so big."
Skib nodded. The penguin boss stared sharply at the speeding car in front of him, looking a little more thoughtful:
"If you modify it, maybe this car is really suitable for the general?"
After the words fell, Rick, the third child, said immediately:
"Want to take action?"
Skib turned to look at his brother next to him:
"Kowalski, how are your preparations going?"
Kowalski's brain is working fast, thanks to an uncle who likes to read at home.
Kowalski has read a lot this past month.
Close your eyes at this moment and your brain enters an overclocking state.
A huge data model formed in his mind.
This is not a memory palace.
It is a confidential calculation, like a computer, a thought palace with models and reasoning capabilities!
After closing his eyes for a short time, countless messy data gathered together, and finally the thought palace collapsed.
Kowalski frowned, his tone a little more tired:
"A route is being planned, but I'm not sure where it will end up, and I need more clues to get the car and complete the subsequent modifications."
Skib nodded and looked at his other brother:
"I need some tools, Rick."
Rick, the third child, raised his hand and made an OK gesture, then opened his mouth:
"Ugh~"
It was as if his mouth was connected to the dimensional universe.
Spikes, wrenches, glass beads, baseball bats, water pipes and other items came out of his mouth.
Wonka on the side was stunned.
Damn it, where are the chocolate pebbles you just ate? Where have the soda blueberries, chocolate grass, and honey-popped cranberries gone?
But wait until Boss Wonka laments this.
Skib has already begun to skillfully select the tools at his disposal, and said approvingly:
"marvelous!"
At the same time, the little polar bear was as stunned as Boss Wonka.
He looked at the four familiar and unfamiliar friends in front of him, and couldn't help but let out a question from his soul:
"Wait, what are you going to do?"
Skib looked up at the little polar bear in surprise, and then looked like it was natural:
"The general's birthday is April 30th, and we want to prepare a gift for him.
By the way, this matter needs to be kept secret. If you know it in advance, the surprise will be half reduced. "
With that said, Skib shouted to his brother beside him:
"Rick, I need that."
After patting his chest, Rick made an OK gesture, and then:
"Ugh~"
This time, Rick spit out a very simple confidentiality agreement, like a kindergarten stick figure, a pen and a box of ink pads.
"Please sign it. I want to ensure that the general is surprised when he receives the gift."
Looking at the confidentiality agreement in front of him, Little Love fell silent.
But a moment later, there was a harsh sound of brakes, and before the four little penguins could take action.
This domineering metal beast parked directly in front of the Luojia Mountain Tavern.
"Huh?"
"This car stopped?"
"what happened?"
"Is it possible that he is a friend of the general?"
"I don't know. Let's go investigate first?"
And just as the four penguins were whispering, the door of the metal behemoth was opened.
Then a sturdy figure in a black suit jumped out of the car in a dashing way.
The terrible weight made the ground shake slightly, as if a small earthquake had occurred!
And when you look at the other person?
The little polar bear shouted in surprise:
"Dad?!"
