The Xinglong family in the imperial capital.
In the back garden in the afternoon, Long Jiu was lying on the garden swing like a salted fish, holding up a newly replaced thing in his hand, which was said to be called a personal terminal, and using the camera function inside, he turned the camera to his own. A face.
She stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar girl on the holographic virtual screen and said to herself: "Although we look quite similar, I'm still not used to using your face. How long do you think it will take me to use it?" How can I change my face back?"
As she spoke, she stretched out a finger and lightly tapped the girl on the holographic screen under the right eye corner, "Actually, I have a small red mole here. Although I have always thought that there is a small red mole like that here. The mole looks quite unprepossessing, but without it, it’s not pleasing to the eye. If I tell everyone later that this mole grew out of nowhere, will any of them believe it?”
Unfortunately, no matter how many times Long Jiu talked to herself like this, no one answered her.
After being brought back to the Imperial City that day, Long Jiu continued to pretend to be unconscious for four or five days before slowly pretending to wake up. It wasn't that Long Jiu had any plans, but that she was fed up with being checked three times a day.
Long Jiu racked her brains in order to cope with the inspection of those strange instruments. She did not expect that human beings today would develop so rapidly. The palm-sized thing gently swept back and forth on the body, and even how many bones you had grown were clear. Chu.
What's even worse is the genetic test. If she hadn't understood something from the low-pitched conversations of the doctors and nurses at that time and made some changes in advance, otherwise she would have been detected as "Longjiu" The wine' has been replaced.
Humanity today is terrible.
Not only are there so many weird instruments, but they have even made iron monsters called mechas.
There are other galaxies, starships, etc., which really shocked Long.
The Dragon Lord of the Four Seas, who had been sleeping for ten thousand years before waking up, felt that he had become a rustic for the first time after entering human society.
While sighing, Long Jiu divided her mind, wondering how she could find her lost dragon ball among the six major galaxies and more than two hundred humans inhabiting the planets. On the same planet, she could still sense Wherever the Dragon Ball is, how can she sense it across the sea of stars?
Do you want her to travel to more than 200 planets in the six major galaxies?
All dragons will be exhausted, right?
Long Jiu put away his personal terminal sadly and closed his eyes with a look of death.
But as soon as her eyes closed, her nose moved slightly, and she smelled a smell in the air that made her scalp numb.
"Little Miss——!"
Uncle Chen walked over with a cup of tonic soup that had just been boiled in the kitchen in both hands and smiled like a chrysanthemum.
"Little miss, hurry up and drink. This is something that has just been cooked in the kitchen. It is a great supplement. The commander ordered someone to send it back from the Red Rock Star."
As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Long Jihuai left the Imperial Capital Star and returned to the Hongyan Star in the sixth galaxy as early as the third day after Long Jiu woke up. Although the Red Rock Star is a barren star in the sixth galaxy, it is rich in a ginseng plant called rock ginseng, which looks similar to ginseng, but is more nutritious than ginseng.
Ever since 'Longjiujiu' came back from this disaster, Uncle Chen has been unlocked some kind of hidden attribute. He went out of his way to make tonic soup for his young lady, drinking it three times a day, until Long Jiu's face turned pale. It's almost the same color as the tonic soup.
As soon as Long Jiu smelled the smell of tonic soup in the air, her face turned green.
She is the Dragon King of the Four Seas!
She is a dragon.
Dragons eat meat! ! !
What's the use of giving her soup all day long?
Instead of boiling tonic soup for her in various ways, it would be better to slaughter a few cows and sheep for her, swallow them up, and keep them safe to act out for them.
Uncle Chen didn't know what the little lady in front of him was muttering in his heart. He was like an old hen that only circled around its cubs, happily handed over a cup of soup, and looked at Long expectantly. Jiu.
Long Jiu: ".........."
Drink shit, don’t drink!
Uncle Chen said earnestly: "Drink it while it's hot. It won't be good when it's cold."
Long Jiu, who prefers soft things to hard things, said: "......Oh."
Seeing Long Jiu gulping down a cup of tonic soup, Uncle Chen smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, little miss, you should recuperate your body as soon as possible, and you can go back to school when you are well. "
"School?" Long Jiu looked confused.
Uncle Chen slapped his forehead and said in annoyance: "Look at my memory. The doctor said that the little lady hit her head and her memory has some deviations, so she can't remember many things." As he said that, he reached out and took the empty bottle. Xiao Baigu explained: "Because of your accident this time, the commander-in-chief asked you to take two months' leave from the school. However, the young lady has just entered the freshman year. It is not good to delay the course, so the commander-in-chief said to wait. Now that the little lady has recovered, she can go back to school, and there is no need to wait until two months later."
Long Jiu didn't understand what freshman year was about, but she understood the word 'course'. To put it bluntly, she was required to go to school. That little girl Long Jiujiu was still a student.
The Dragon Clan also had a school back then, but they were taught how to fight fiercely. She had never seen a school like this for humans, so Long Jiu became a little interested and asked: "What is taught in the school?"
Uncle Chen was stunned by her question. The young lady doesn't even remember what she learned? What will the little lady do when she returns to school?
Seeing that he didn't respond, Long Jiu impatiently urged: "Uncle Chen, why don't you speak?"
Only then did Uncle Chen come back to his senses with an oh, and explained: "The young lady is a freshman in the Fine Arts Department of Xinglan College. Naturally, she studies painting."
"What the hell?" Long Jiu looked shocked, Huahua? ? ?
What she hates most is using her dragon claws to hold a pen. No one can let her hold a pen to write, not even to draw!
Uncle Chen looked at her face and asked cautiously: "Don't you like drawing, little lady?"
"I..." Like a ball!
Long Jiu's foul words were stuck in her throat, but when she saw Uncle Chen's cautious eyes, she swallowed them back and asked with difficulty: "Can I change to another place?"
Uncle Chen didn't think much about it. After the young lady came back from injury this time, she had memory problems and even her temperament changed a bit. But this was good. The young lady today was much more lively than before.
Uncle Chen said happily: "Yes, what does the young lady like to study? Uncle Chen will contact Xinglan College and ask the young lady to change the department."
Long Jiu thought for a while and asked sincerely: "Is it okay to learn to fight?"
Uncle Chen: "............"
