Chapter 112 It’s time

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After laying out everything related to the smart crop planting system, Fang Cheng returned to the shelter.

"Evis."

In the afternoon, Ivis came to the crop greenhouse as usual, but was sent back by Fang Cheng.

At this moment, the ingredients for dinner are being prepared according to Fang Cheng's request.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Ives came out of the kitchen.

"I have also renovated the greenhouse for crops. You don't have to do the work of watering and cultivating crops every day."

"Ah? No need to do it? Then what will I do in the future?"

Ives was accustomed to his daily work schedule, but it was suddenly changed and he was a little confused.

"Hmm... To be determined, if Ampere doesn't give you other work, you can rest in the shelter."

Fang Cheng suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, you choose a fixed time every day to feed Dahei outside." Dahei is not in an animal breeding system, but lives alone in a container outside as a wolfdog.

"Just add a portion of animal nutrition to it every day." Fang Cheng continued, "Also, when I make the liquids in the two systems of crops and animals tomorrow, I will show you which should be put in which .”

"Okay." Seeing that there was something new to do, Ivis nodded happily.

"How are the ingredients prepared?"

"Already prepared."

Ives pointed at the neatly arranged ingredients on the kitchen counter.

"Uh, okay."

Fang Cheng looked at the neatly arranged ingredients and said, "Ives, this guy, can't be a Virgo..."

For dinner tonight, Fang Cheng made a cup of freshly squeezed strawberry juice for everyone.

Erica held the cup and drank sip after sip, the sweetness on her face almost overflowing.

"Children, they really like sweets."

Erica also likes honey-flavored barbecue, unlike her sister Mela, who prefers salt-and-pepper barbecue.

But looking at Meira who was sulking to himself without saying a word and just focusing on stuffing food into her mouth, Fang Cheng just smiled and said nothing.

After dinner, the three of them still sat side by side on the sofa and watched TV.

There are a total of 150 episodes of Baby Starfish with a source value of 310. Fangcheng has set up smart satellite TV to only play 3 episodes a day. In this way, the full set of Baby Starfish can be played for a full 50 days.

It's quite economical.

Wait until you finish reading this one before buying a new one.

"When can this guy leave?"

Fang Cheng felt a little anxious when he looked at Meira, who was sitting on the sofa concentrating on watching TV as if nothing happened.

The next incident is getting closer and closer. If she doesn't leave here before then, Fang Cheng can't rest assured.



The next day.

Fang Cheng sat on the bed and looked at the countdown to the event.

"If Meera still doesn't leave, I have no choice but to order her myself."

Fang Cheng came out of the room and saw Meira on the sofa, drinking deer milk elegantly.

Fang Cheng felt the tendons on his forehead throb a few times.

Mera was very careless about drinking deer milk from the glass bottle container that contained all the deer milk, and did not say anything about pouring some milk into a cup.

And she always drinks the deer milk that has not been burned or taken out of the refrigerator directly, and she is not afraid of it becoming dilute.

"Meira, today you..."

"Buzz...buzz..."

Before Fang Cheng could say anything, the communicator on Meira's arm vibrated.

Meera impatiently clicked on the communicator, and a male face was projected on the communicator.

"Lord!" This man with short ear-length hair shouted anxiously through the communicator.

"explain."

Meera's face was expressionless, and she cherished words like gold.

"Lord, a spy from another force was found in the territory. We investigated and found that it might be his force. Could it be..."

"What?"

When Meira heard what the short-haired man said, she stood up from the sofa.

"Don't act rashly, wait until I get back."

"good."

Meera hung up the communication.

Fang Cheng swallowed the words in his mouth.

"I'm going back. Something happened in my territory. I have to go back and deal with it quickly."

Meira said to Fang Cheng with a cold expression.

Fang Cheng looked at Meira's cold attitude and cursed in his heart. Doesn't this guy know how to eat people with short mouths and take advantage of people with short hands?

I ate so much at the shelter and watched the cartoons I bought, but my expression still looked so bad.

"Okay, I give you permission to go back. Without my notice, you'd better not come here casually."

Fang Cheng ignored Meira's slight frown and continued:

"Also, I order you not to reveal to anyone anything related to Dorne Forest, Forest Sanctuary, and the town of Ross, including the whereabouts of your sister Erica."

Meila had no way to refuse Fang Cheng's order, nor could she not fulfill Fang Cheng's order.

But Meira knew that Fang Cheng's purpose in doing this was to ensure the shelter's concealment and safety, as well as the safety of her sister.

It seems that this guy still has a conscience.

"Okay." Meera nodded.

She grabbed the cloak on the sofa, "I'm leaving now. Say hello to Erica for me."

"Are you so anxious? You don't even have time to say hello to your sister in person?"

"No, Erica should still be sleeping now, so don't wake her up."

When Erica was mentioned, Meera's cold face softened a little.

Fang Cheng took Meira to the entrance of the town to pick up the car, and then watched as Meira drove the black car and gradually disappeared from his sight.

"Huh... God is really helping me. I didn't expect something happened in her territory and she had to go back."

Fang Cheng calculated the distance between Chelsea and here, and estimated that it would take a long time for Meira to go back, and he would not see her again in a short period of time.

Very good.

This shameless guy who ate and drank finally left.

Although this guy can serve as a labor force, she is far less useful than the hard-working and uncomplaining Ivis.

Although Fang Cheng passed by the town this time, he did not enter.

Tomorrow will be a new event. Before that, we still need to make some preparations.

At the very least, you have to prepare simple meals for two people at home.

"I'm really worried. Should I find someone who can cook?"

If the shelter had a full-time chef, it would be a lot easier for me.

However, Fangcheng does not want to increase the population of the shelter in the short term.

"How about cultivating Ivis' cooking skills."

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng was a little moved. He quickly returned to the shelter and called Ivis to the kitchen.

Fang Cheng held Ivis’ arms with both hands:

"Evis, you are a mature member of the shelter. It's time to learn to cook."

Fang Cheng looked at Ivis, who had just come in from outside with four large eggs in his hand, and said softly.