Across the Stars

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Robbie hurriedly cleaned up the battlefield and went out of the valley to find the supplies she had collected before.

She brought the white obsidian, which is not big, but the small area lighting is absolutely no problem. Of course, this small area lighting has a much wider coverage than the lighting lamp, otherwise, who would spend a high price on obsidian, the lighting lamp is much cheaper than it.

Let a red porcelain spoon carry the white obsidian, and when it arrives, the two red porcelain spoons guarding the supplies are still there. It’s just a bit silly, turn left and turn right, some not knowing what to do.

In this regard, Robbie feels a bit complicated, this is not the reaction that the array should have.

Wu Shaozi looked at that shiny piece of obsidian which is very rare. He wanted to pull it over and play with it, but it didn’t have any hands. If he wanted obsidian, he had to lie flat. The instinctive Wu Shaozi didn’t want to lie down flat, so it’s better to get tangled.

The red porcelain spoon carried the millet, Robbie took the opportunity to throw the pig, vegetables and so on onto the sports car.

When Robbie returned home, it was half an hour later than yesterday. Luo Hang was planning to meet her in the whole district. Hearing that she was back, he returned the same way.

Here, the red porcelain spoon unloads the materials. It is said that it is unloading, but it is actually throwing. The red porcelain spoon does not understand unloading, and throws it away. The soil pig that had bumped all the way was thrown down along with it with a muffled groan. Fortunately, it didn’t fall directly to the ground, but there was a pile of millet grains, and it didn’t fall ill.

Robbie picked up the pig legs, grabbed two in one hand, and threw them into the pig’s nest.

The pheasant and the winged rabbit were thrown into their respective dens. Both fainted and then slowed down. They might not be alive, so they ate them when they found time.

Back to the front yard, Robbie counted out five bundles of millet grains. Thinking of today’s harvest, he hesitated and went down to the pig house. The local pig is getting acquainted with the new environment, Robbie stared at it for a while, then brought out a nest of three.

Turn around and went next to catch the pheasant wing rabbit. It was not enough to raise it, so she would give it to Wu Zao, so she kept it for herself.

People are biased, and Robbie is no exception.

Furthermore, it is enough that she can give Wusao these things. She doesn’t say who knows how much supplies she can get when she goes out. Robbie has a bottom line for being a human being. Even if Wushao is like a child, she doesn’t fool it and take advantage of it.

It’s Wu spoon, Robbie will definitely give it.

Robbie has allocated, the red porcelain spoon carries the supplies, think about what he has not forgotten, and get in the car to send Wu spoon home.

Along the way, Robbie taught them how to recognize the way and the door.

Whose family is this? Whose family is that? The same thing as yesterday.

As for Wushao, do they listen to it? Not sure, Robbie taught it anyway.

Even at night, there are pedestrians on the road. They twisted their heads one by one, and Robbie quickly passed by. When they arrived at the door of Wu’s house, Robbie watched Wu Shaozi and they entered the door, then turned to go to eat at her family’s house.

On the way to her parents’ house, Robbie’s communicator rang, the number is Wucheng. If Robbie didn’t pick up, Wu Cheng would fight again and again.

Desperate to death, Robbie saw Father waiting for her at the door and drove the car directly into the yard. After getting out of the car, Robbie connected Xun, Luo Hang didn’t say anything he wanted to say, and went into the kitchen to call Guan Zhuting to set up a meal.

Wu Cheng’s beating over and over again is nothing but the supplies that Wushao brought back.

Good fellow, five bundles of millet grains a day, for two consecutive days. Yesterday he wanted to ask, but he didn’t ask, but today it’s good, with a brood of pigs, pheasants, and winged rabbits. Wu Cheng couldn’t help asking what the situation was no matter how hard he was.

“I went out to play with the materials I harvested, and they were distributed to your family members.” Robbie said nothing, hung up the communication and went to the table for dinner.