Assistant God of Life in Another World

During this outing, Fang Tian captured a few more indigenous children with delicious food. When he returned in the evening, most of the soy sauced children's shoes were reluctant to part, and even Karin was among these people. Inside.

But little lole, little Ivy, little Berg, little Dick and others didn't feel much. ... It's taken for granted that my brother (Brother Fang Tian) can make these delicious food.

As today's protagonist, Sharjah naturally left with joy and returned with joy.It's just that Fang Tian made the stewed bamboo shoot soup for him to try that night, which made him frown.

It’s not good without comparison. With the delicious eight immortals stewed on the side with almost no miscellaneous flavors, the fresh bamboo shoots that have grown up after half a month of continuous rain, the "freshness" does not show where, the muddy smell It tastes like water, but half of it is the same.

"Not all bamboo roots are called fresh bamboo roots." Fang Tian said to Sharjah with a smile, but when he said this, what he was thinking in his heart was a slogan from his previous life.

Sharjah nodded solemnly, and before leaving, he looked back at the tent and smacked his mouth. Obviously, he was fond of what he had eaten that day.

Originally, the thick and light taste of these bacteria lingered in the mouth, and it would not disappear for a while.At least from this night to tomorrow morning, many of these people will "return to greed" several times.

Soon after returning, it was night.

When Fang Tian stepped into the well and went down to a depth of [-] meters, all the people, affairs and hustle and bustle outside were also left outside.

There is a separation of this ** meters, although it is only separated by a well, all the sounds outside seem to be far away. At the same time, the big world outside seems to be separated.

When the night shrouded and sealed the mouth of the well, Fang Tian's entire world was in this small well with a bottom wall only three meters square.

Here, the memory of the previous life emerges little by little, here, the past experiences settle down little by little, here, the four elements are surrounded quietly, here, the eternal time flows slowly.

When Fang Tian naturally withdrew from deep meditation again, the night became thicker.

Speaking of which, after the meditation became deep and efficient, Fang Tian was really not used to the suddenly shortened meditation time.This long night without meditation and sleep is really... really long...

At this time, Fang Tian was even a little thankful that he asked Frank and the others to distribute those small signs yesterday, otherwise, how would he spend the time in the future?

In this world, since there are no books for him to read for the time being, he will read those activities.Hope those people don't let him down.

Thinking of this, Fang Tian came to his senses and sorted out the knowledge about magic cultivation in his mind.The reason why it is said to be sorted out slightly is because Fang Tian had already sorted them out very clearly. At this time, he just went through them roughly again.

After half a magic hour, Fang Tian has already figured out which things can be communicated with, which things cannot be communicated with, and which things can be communicated with with whom.

At this time, the night was still long, if calculated according to the time of the previous life, it would be around twelve o'clock!

Who let this world enter "night" after seven o'clock in the evening.In the previous life, many times, he was still awake at twelve o'clock! ... In a world without much entertainment, time really passes slowly but fulfillingly.

Thinking of this, Fang Tian felt a little understanding of many things in the pamphlet that Pat handed him before.

"The blind are good at hearing, and the deaf are good at seeing. The source of absolute benefit is ten times that of the teacher." Concentration is indeed the ladder to the entry of diligence.No wonder in the ancient times on the earth, no matter China or foreign countries, there were many great figures who made the people of later generations look up to them.

Born in a society where the development process is still relatively primitive, what we get in return is that we focus on non-stop progress in our respective fields, step by step, step by step, and finally step into the cloud.

And thinking of this, Fang Tian suddenly became in awe of this world.

A "civilian", not so great Pat, is like this. What about those real heroes and peerless masters who have extraordinary foundation and development in all aspects?

In a certain corner of this continent, is there an old man smiling and saying: "You can know the world without going out; you can see the way of heaven without peeping into the world"?

Could it be that someone is bucking the boat and singing: "When the water is clear, fill my tassels; when the water is turbid, fill my feet"?

Is someone smiling with flowers?

Is there someone looking at the morning star slowly disappearing and saying "that's how it is"?

There are two things, which are always in the heart, respect and fear, and save more and more every day: what is outside is like a bright starry sky, and what is inside is like moral laws.Thinking of this famous Western philosopher's words in his previous life, Fang Tian sighed in his heart.

Under the bright star dome of this world, how many magnificent figures are there, or are they shining brightly?

Fang Tian also thought about Sharjah's performance today. Specifically, it was Sharjah's poem: "In the past, the southern border was shed blood, but today we look at the nine cities. No more than five people are allowed to establish a certain leader."

This is the case in Sharjah, so what should be the teacher?

What about the other great sages on this continent?

There was no sleepiness in the first place, but thinking of these things, Fang Tian would not go to sleep anymore.So he simply came out of the well and went for a stroll in the training ground.

Due to the continuous rain, Owen Anderson and the others shifted their daily exercise to the side of the sundry yard. At this time, there were empty stone racks standing on the side of the wall in the martial arts field, but those swords, guns, axes, and swords were missing. figure.

Even the stone rollers that little Oga and his fellows used to exercise were gone.

Fang Tian's arms were loosely hanging by his side, and he walked slowly in the bluestone-paved martial arts field. At first, he just walked quietly. Do a somersault, or pull out a stance, and play a few hands of Tai Chi.

Half a magic hour later, when Fang Tian was putting on his skates and was about to skate a few times on the ice rink on one side, Sharjah appeared again.

"Little friend, it's been a long night and you don't want to sleep?" Sharjah smiled and opened.asked.

This native has learned this word very well.

"Well, senior, why don't we have an ice skating competition? Every time we skate about 200 meters, two feet must be replaced, but from the beginning to the end, only one foot is allowed to skate on the ice, and every time the two feet are replaced, the body You have to fly in the air, turning three circles in the air. Of course, it must be stated that no spells are allowed." Fang Tian said.

"Oh? Since it's a game, then of course there is a bet on winning or losing. My friend, what is the bet on the game?" Sharjah asked with great interest.

"If you lose, take me to the top of Huaguo Mountain to overlook the surrounding scenery."

"What if little friend loses?" @.