Eight in the morning.
Su family villa.
First floor.
The aroma of food is everywhere.
The large round table in the restaurant was filled with sumptuous breakfast.
There are ten drawers of crystal clear and steaming steamed dumplings.
There is also freshly baked coconut bread with a rich coconut aroma.
There are also crispy fried bacon, ham and sausages.
Next to it were five plates of golden and crispy egg-filled pancakes.
And Su Mo.
I am holding a familiar 4L rice cooker, drinking preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and eating crystal shrimp dumplings.
Feeling the various delicacies blooming on his taste buds, Su Mo couldn't help but feel a strong sense of satisfaction.
When his strength reaches his level, he has already passed the stage of ineditation, and food and other things have always been dispensable.
Even if he was banished to space without food or water, he would not die because of such a small problem.
When all the attributes reach 10,000 and the immortal body is completely obtained, I am afraid that after being buried in the ground for hundreds of millions of years, I can still be alive and kicking when I come out.
But even if he is that strong, he still likes food, bathing, reading novels, playing games, and asking about today's sexy pictures in the group.
Moreover, the food cooked by the hand girl is so delicious, it is a complete pleasure to eat.
Su Mo had thought more than once that she might not have been a top chef during her lifetime.
It's a pity that the hand girl has no memory of her life at all, and she doesn't even know how she died.
But it doesn't matter. As long as his strength reaches a certain level, he will definitely be able to help her retrieve her past memories and kill her enemies with his hands.
"Crunch."
Su Mo took a bite of the crispy bacon with an oily skin and a golden color. The aroma of smoke and meat bloomed on the tip of his tongue, dancing away the fatigue he had accumulated last night.
He agreed not to work overtime, but he was still busy all night last night and could not make it back for dinner.
Before this, Su Mo had never thought that Qinghu City would be so chaotic at night.
He simply ran to search the city's waste recycling stations to see if he could find batteries that might have been sold by thieves.
As a result, we encountered all kinds of messy things along the way.
First, a gathering point of monsters was destroyed.
Then he rescued Han Yingzhen's three daughters.
Then he trampled to death two monsters trying to crawl out of the grave.
Later, he killed a fallen species that was hunting near the nightclub.
He also knocked out all five practitioners who were fighting at the intersection, stripped them naked and tied them to a tree.
…
Throughout the night, he barely managed to stop.
Basically, it is a constant cycle of finding the recycle bin - solving the problem - finding the recycle bin - and then solving the problem.
If this experience is provided as material to a senior Internet writer, he can easily write three million words without any duplication.
What made Su Mo even more tired was that after working all night, he still couldn't find the missing 48V12AH battery.
To be honest, a small battery is actually not worth much money, so if you lose it, it will be lost.
If ordinary people lose their battery, at most they will consider themselves unlucky and spend some money to get another one.
But he is not an ordinary person.
All this shit has been stolen from Tai Sui. If he doesn't find him and deal with it severely, I'll be really worried.
It's a pity that no matter how powerful he is, trying to find a thief in Qinghu City is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Su Mo gritted his teeth secretly and decided that next time he could put a mark on the car or install a few invisible cameras nearby.
I don't believe that guy can escape all surveillance.
Just as he was thinking about it, the hand girl walked out of the kitchen and asked softly:
"Looking at your frown, are you still thinking about the battery?"
"It's nothing," Su Mo relaxed, "I'm just a little unhappy. I used to be depressed for a day or two when I lost money while walking. This battery is worth several hundred."
"Everything in life can never go as planned."
The hand girl comforted her warmly:
"When living in this world, people must learn to be more open-minded and know how to be content with contentment. Otherwise, even if you become the top strong person in the world, you still can't let Xiaomeng solve a math problem in one minute. If you are too small-minded, you will be angry. You should be so angry."
Su Mo thought about it and felt that it made sense. There was really no need to make himself uncomfortable because of such a trivial matter. At worst, he would replace the electric donkey's battery with a homemade bomb next time. People should always be more open-minded.
"Snapped!"
The hand girl clapped her hands together, making a crisp sound.
She seemed to think of something happy, and the black mist rose slightly all over her body.
Then he swayed and floated into the living room, and soon floated back with a tea kettle and a set of tea sets.
She arranged the tea set, put in the tea leaves, washed the tea and brewed it with warm boiling water.
Looking at the confused Su Mo, the hand girl said excitedly:
"I watched a cartoon with Xiaomeng last night. It said that when making tea, if the tea leaves can stand up in the water, something good will happen. It happens that I am better at making tea. Today I will make you a stand-up tea. I'll take away all your bad luck!"
As the words fell, boiling water was poured into the tea cup.
The thin, round, tight and pointed tea leaves inside kept rolling, and finally sank to the bottom of the cup.
Not to mention standing up, not even a piece of it floating.
Su Mo: "..." Hand Girl: "..."
There was a wordless silence.
Looking at the slightly embarrassed Handmaiden, Su Mo picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp, with a faint smile:
"Maybe this batch of tea leaves is not very good. It has nothing to do with your craftsmanship. This tea brewed is indeed much better than the tea I brewed."
When the hand girl heard this, the corners of her lips could not help but curl up slightly, and a trace of obvious pleasure appeared on her plump face.
Su Mo was slightly startled when he saw this scene.
Because the face was not actually condensed, he had always relied on the tone of voice and the flow of the black mist to judge the mood of the hand girl.
But today, when I took a closer look, I discovered that during the period of living together, the hand girl had undergone extremely obvious changes.
Not only did the black mist all over his body become more solid and thicker, but his tall and voluptuous figure also became as real as substance.
Even the head, which had always been blurry, began to show vague outlines and facial features.
Although it is still a little hazy, I can already detect the grace and grace behind it.
Combined with her stunning figure that looks like she’s not wearing any clothes…
"Gudong."
Su Mo swallowed and was almost stunned.
Is this something I can see for free?
"What's wrong?"
The hand girl, who was completely unaware of the situation, came over curiously, her crystal warm jade hand directly touched his forehead, and said worriedly:
"Why is the temperature so high all of a sudden? I just bought this tea too."
The hand girl was a little confused and wanted to check the shelf life of the tea leaves.
"Don't."
Su Mo immediately pressed the back of her hand and felt an amazing smoothness.
Coupled with the warm touch and soft skin...this riding horse is simply not a hand that Weigui can have.
The hand girl tilted her head and looked at him.
Su Mo noticed her doubts and said hurriedly:
"Just press it to make yourself comfortable."
When the hand girl heard this, she immediately panicked:
"Is there something wrong with the tea? Or is there something wrong with the meal I just cooked? No, I have to call an ambulance first!"
As she said that, a strand of her long hair that was floating behind her suddenly popped out. It swept into the study room like lightning, entangled the mobile phone that Xiao Meng was sitting under her butt, and yanked it hard, causing Xiao Meng, who was taking an online class, to fall on his face. Confused.
Looking at the girl who was about to dial 120 nervously, Su Mo quickly stopped her and said:
"I'm really fine. I just probably ate a little too much, drank some water, and felt a little exhausted."
"You still say you're fine? A stretched belly is already a big problem. What if it breaks? Go to the hospital for a checkup first. Don't deliver takeaways today. Your health is important."
Seeing her caring look, Su Mo felt helpless, touched, and a little ashamed at the same time.
He took a gentle breath, and all the abnormalities in his body immediately returned to calm. He held down the phone and said to his girlfriend:
"Look, isn't this great?"
The hand girl came over with some suspicion and even touched his forehead, cheeks and neck with her long and slender fingers.
After confirming that there was no problem, she still refused to give up and said:
"Just in case, let's go to the hospital for a check-up."
Su Mo said helplessly:
"This matter, actually, has little to do with the hospital and a lot to do with you."
The hand girl suddenly became nervous:
"Is it really because of the food I cooked this morning?"
"No, it's because of the watermelon."
"watermelon?"
The hand girl was stunned for a while.
Following Su Mo's line of sight, the shock immediately turned into panic, embarrassment, and loss.
Her figure suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of mist. She wrapped her hands in mist, passed through the stairs, and swept into the bedroom on the second floor.
Accompanied by a "bang" sound, the hand girl's voice came muffled from upstairs:
"No cooking tonight."
Su Mo felt a little pity.
It's not because I can't have dinner.
He knew that the hand girl might be a little angry.
But she has a gentle temperament and doesn't care too much, so her anger must have subsided by night.
It was a pity that the grand scene disappeared so quickly.
But the days will be long in the future, so there is no need to limit yourself to just one moment.
After eating and drinking, and enjoying some mental pleasure, Su Mo took out his mobile phone from his pocket when he saw that it was still forty minutes before nine o'clock when he went to work.
I clicked into some welfare groups I had joined before, looked through the chat records therein, and immediately saved the better photos into my private photo album when I came across them. I also replied to some emojis of panda heads and pants, and gave advice to the silly netizens on political matters. After a few words, I was banned by the group leader for twelve hours. I quit happily and turned to my daily life in mobile games.
When everything is done, there are only ten minutes left.
Coincidentally, a ringing sound came from the study.
Then Su Mo knew that Xiao Meng was out of class.
Ever since she decided to send Xiao Meng to school, the extremely mobile Hand Girl completed the admission procedures for her in a few seconds and sent her to a well-known private school preschool.
Because the classes are taught online, and the target audience is still a group of little kids who don’t understand anything, the preschool class starts a few days early to allow the new students to adapt to preschool life.
It is said that it is a class, but in fact it is more about taking them to play and play various small games to help them get familiar with the new teachers and new classmates.
Just like today, Xiaomeng sat down in front of the computer at eight o'clock on time, relying on the blindness trick imposed on her by the hand girl to erase abnormal factors such as appearance, size and body proportions.
In the eyes of outsiders, she is just a cute and pink little princess who looks like she stepped out of a fairy tale.
With this naturally endearing good looks, he easily captured the hearts of all the teachers and classmates.
In just two days, she became the most popular girl in Class Three and was loved by everyone.
Su Mo could vaguely sense the hand girl's intention of disguising her.
In addition to allowing her to integrate into preschool life better and faster.
More importantly, he wanted her to feel the love and kindness from others, which would invisibly shape her outlook on living in harmony with humans and prevent her from taking the evil path of preying on humans in the future.
I have to say, it is indeed well-intentioned.
Su Mo was sighing with emotion when he suddenly heard fierce arguments coming from the study.
He didn't bother to walk over, and directly let go of his spiritual perception and penetrated inside.
On the beige long desk, Xiao Meng, wearing a white dress, stood on top of the red Oxford Dictionary, angrily staring at the all-in-one computer that was taller than her.
On the screen of the all-in-one machine, there was a little boy with a big head and a body that was almost the same as her.
At this moment, Xiao Meng was having a heated argument with the little boy through the microphone:
"...My brother Su Mo is the most powerful in the world!"
"My brother is the most powerful in the world!"
"Brother Su Mo can earn hundreds of thousands a day!"
"My brother never spends money on meals!"
"Brother Su Mo can eat four kilograms of rice in one meal!"
"My brother can eat ten people in one meal! Can your brother do that?!"
"I, my brother Su Mo can eat twenty in one meal!"
"My brother can eat thirty!"
"My brother can eat thirty plus one!"
"My brother can eat thirty plus one plus one!"
…
Listening to the argument, Su Mo wanted to say that he couldn't eat any of it.
But considering that this was a joke between children, he didn't bother to stop or explain.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Su Mo walked to the entrance and picked up his equipment.
After everything was checked and everything was correct, he opened the door and came to the little red eDonkey he had bought less than a week ago.
Looking at the little e-mule that had lost its battery, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
No matter whether there is a battery or not, it doesn't affect him riding the electric donkey back and forth like the wind.
But the feeling is different after all.
Su Mo thought for a while and decided to go to the store to get a new battery and install it.
As for traps and so on, you can slowly arrange them later.
If anyone dares to touch his eDonkey again, he must let the other person know what a surprise is.
Su Mo sat astride the eDonkey and was about to drive near the specialty store when his cell phone suddenly rang.
He opened it and saw a call from Zhang Xuanyang.
As soon as it was connected, I heard a surprised voice coming from inside:
"Master Su, I found a clue to that corpse energy!"
Thinking of Hua Rui who died in the basement and the mastermind who pushed the World Honored One to the forefront.
Su Mo couldn't help but his eyes darkened slightly, and he said in a concentrated voice:
"You say it and I listen."
After saying that, he rode the little electric donkey and slowly slid forward, driven by the air around him.
at the same time.
The dispute between Xiao Meng and the little boy opposite in the study room soon came to a conclusion.
On the screen, the little boy shouted fiercely:
"What's so great about being better than my brother? Compare yourself if you can. I'm 4.2 inches tall. Can you be taller than me?"
When Xiao Meng heard this, she raised her chin proudly and hummed with a face filled with laughter:
"My height is 22.5. Brother Su Mo measured it with his own hands. Are you worthy of comparing with me?"
The little boy looked suspicious:
"Really?"
Xiao Meng said angrily:
"Why should I lie to you? If you don't believe it, let's come over and compete together when we go to school one day!"
"Oh well."
The little boy suddenly looked as dejected as an eggplant beaten by frost.
"According to our previous agreement, you will be my little follower from now on, and you will call me boss. Do you understand, little dwarf?"
"Got it, boss."
the other side.
Inside an old Western-style house.
The four-meter-tall giant doll with a pale face turned his head from the computer screen, which was smaller than the size of his palm, and looked at the vaguely figure with a hot figure on the sofa. There was obvious grievance in his rumbling voice:
"Sister Mengnu, didn't you tell me that humans are all short? Why am I still called a dwarf when I'm 4.2cm tall?"
