Shaking the sand is very bad, and a thin layer of yellow sand is piled on the floor, which is an eyesore if not swept away.
Ever since, Ke Meng said a long-lost human saying to Bai Sutang: "Can you sweep the floor?"
Bai Sutang was confused for a second and then realized it.
But where is the broom needed for sweeping the floor?
"Well, it's convenient to know the koi language. You can teach Tangyuan how to sweep the floor." When Ke Meng saw Bai Sutang's expression, he knew she had understood.
He was happy to have his leisure time and directly contracted the task to Tangyuan.
Tang Yuan let out a happy bark, rolled his body and squeezed out of the bedroom, taking sugar and a broom.
White Sugar fluttered its wings and flew gently, its white feathers rustled, and sand fell like rain, scattering yellow sand all over the ground.
Sugar flew from the bedroom door to the hallway, to the living room, and to get a broom in the kitchen.
Looking back, I saw yellow sand spread all the way to its feet.
White Sugar was extremely scared at that time. It knew the owner's tone and didn't like it shaking the sand.
But the more scared, the more sand the feathers shake off.
Tangyuan barked at the side, wondering why the sand sculpture didn't do anything.
It has no hands, only wings, so isn't it difficult to control?
Tangyuan thought of this and suddenly felt that he was so useful.
Dog hair can be twisted into an arm to sweep the floor like a human.
White sugar cannot do this, its feathers are too short, and even if it knows how to finely control it, it cannot be as delicate as glutinous rice balls.
"Woof!"
You'd better get out of here and let me clean it.
Tang Yuan’s intention was good, and he planned to take on the job of sweeping the floor, but Bai Su Tang couldn’t understand dog language, so he made up his mind.
In Bai Sutang's ears, it was the number one loyal dog under the evil god who was angry, urging him to work quickly and not to be stunned.
Baisugao quickly used her wings to hold the broom, but the broom handle was too thin and brittle. As soon as the wings swept it, she slapped the broom handle to the other side of the kitchen.
Bang, the broomstick fell to the ground, and there was a breaking sound.
Bai Sutang froze in place, looked at his wings, and then at the fragile broomstick.
Tangyuan rolled over, easily picked up half a broom with its kinked dog hair, and personally demonstrated to Baisusu how to do the delicate job of sweeping the floor.
Hua Hua Hua.
The yellow sand was swept away by the glutinous rice balls and swept into the garbage shovel. The speed was fast and steady, and the intensity was just right. No yellow sand rushed out of the garbage shovel.
When the glutinous rice balls are rolling, the hair on the whole body is shaking, shaking off the dust and yellow sand on the body.
The half-broken broom handle was alternately held tightly by the golden dog hair, keeping the sweeping angle from losing control and letting him do whatever he wanted.
Bai Sutang was stunned to see such a fragile object move like an arm under Tangyuan's control.
Is this the strength of the Evil God’s followers?
The powerful power can destroy everything, and can control a fragile item.
There is still a lot to learn, and we need to reflect on it.
If he didn't reflect on it, Bai Sutang would have already imagined his own fate.
Boil a bowl of glutinous rice balls, stew them and put them into the glutinous rice balls pot as ingredients.
After a while, Tangyuan swept away the yellow sand in the bedroom alone, which attracted Kemeng to take a look, but he didn't say anything.
But this sight frightened Bai Sutang out of his body, and afterwards he asked Tangyuan in the kitchen for advice on how to sweep the floor.
Just like that, one eagle and one dog were practicing sweeping the floor in the kitchen.
White sugar is a natural garbage-making machine, and it can produce garbage just by shaking it.
Then it gently wrapped its wings around the broom handle, swept the yellow sand with minimal force, and put it into the trash can.
At around 11 o'clock in the evening, Kemeng watched videos for a while, lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.
Tangyuan heard the noise, took the initiative to end the teaching mode, and took the sand sculpture back to the bedroom.
…
Gurgling.
Open your eyes and see the eternal Raleye.
Green boulders and unusual geometric buildings are located in the distance, as if they are foreshadowing something.
Kemen opened his eyes and saw the deep-sea drama "Starfish and Monster Coral" that was performed today.
This is today's new protagonist. The jellyfish, crabs, crystal scorpions and so on have all become yesterday's corpses.
These two are the kings who stand out from thousands of lunatics. The injuries on their bodies have always been maintained at one point, and any additional injuries will repair themselves.
Broken coral or starfish arms will grow back quickly.
Recovering blood at a super speed, Kemeng watched them fight and had the inspiration of these four words in his mind.
When two blood cows with super-speed blood regeneration meet, what is the result? The result is that they keep fighting.
Ke Meng doesn't know whether their super-speed blood regeneration consumes blue bars. Judging from level 999, it probably doesn't.
After watching it for a while, Kemen stopped looking.
To put it bluntly, it is still hand-to-hand combat, and the fighting is the same.
It would still be interesting to see what step the dream players take, Kemeng was thinking, when a scene from the dream world appeared in front of his eyes.
In the World Tree Project, players jumped up and down and continued to lay the tree foundation.
For players whose synaesthesia targets have moved to the Tower of Babel area, the Tower of Babel has already reached a height of 300 meters.
This height is already very high. Players standing at a high place look down at the surroundings and see an endless forest. There are several mountains stretching very far away, but the places further away are very hazy. That is the limit of human vision and cannot see anything further. Far away.
Some scientists have made a great proof in the dream world - the world is square, not round.
On the Orange Star Dream Forum, someone posted this post.
"I conducted a scientific experiment and successfully proved that the dream world is square."
The number of views exceeded 100 million, and the number of replies surged to one million levels in a short period of time.
"6666!"
"Talent, why didn't I think of it?"
"The dream is a bit confusing. Most of the physical rules are consistent, but there are some places that cannot be explained by physics."
"I've seen the experiment, but it's not very rigorous. It's more appropriate to treat the dream world as a parallel universe. We shouldn't use planetary theory to judge its size."
