Future of Interstellar: I Gave Birth to Cubs for Dinosaurs

This is bound to be a day of missteps!

Sikong Miao'er's heart was so excited that it almost stopped beating. Look! The cute little ancestor is willing to let him touch again! After ten three autumns, the little ancestor who had originally disliked him has returned! Although he was still trembling, he was willing to kiss, hug, and lift him high!

Sikong Miaoer held up the little ancestor and led it to circle several times. The terror pressure instantly replaced with soft pink bubbles.

But King West, who had always liked to fight against his little ancestors, sat on a chair, like a rag doll that had been abandoned for a long time, his expression numb and melancholy.

Sikong Miaoer held her little ancestor and said, "What shall we eat today? Where do we go to play? Where do you like to go?" Sagong Miaoer still yelled cheerfully without answering three questions. Just because the joy in the heart cannot be suppressed.

The robot butler made suggestions at the right time. Today is the carnival day of the Masalus Empire. After getting dressed up, everyone will go to the public park to participate in fun activities. The program is very rich and very suitable for the whole family.

Sagong Miao'er wants to go out but won't tell others to kneel and shout father, so he must wear that special aviation suit. Today, everyone does not wear ordinary clothes, so even if Sagong Miao'er wears exotic clothes, it is nothing more than Refitting in line with the festive atmosphere.

Sikong Miaoer, who was in a good mood, nodded a little noble head, and agreed to wear an aviation suit and go to the streets.

One person and one dog will set off when they are ready. The strange thing is that King West, who is always the most conscious of his presence, never said a word.

"King West, are you going?" Sikong Miao'er carried the paw of the little ancestor on the shoulder of King West, but King West did not suddenly explode his hair as usual, only because of contact with the little ancestor.

"...No." King West was slumped, he was still immersed in the sadness that the little brother couldn't grow bigger last night.

That's great. You can have a two-person date with your little ancestor, and Sikong Miaoer goes out with joy.

The robot butler has updated the built-in map and quickly brought people to the public park accurately. This park is particularly large. After all, the prototype of the orc also wants to be huge. The people on the road dressed more exaggeratedly than Sikong Miaoer, dressed up as cars, cosmic bugs...

There are also various snack and beverage stalls and mobile shops selling small commodities. It was the first time Sikong Miao'er had come into contact with so many orcs, and he would not show a look of fear at him. The little ancestor also rarely got rid of his inner fear, and enthusiastically stretched out his short claws to point to this one.

Although I had a hearty breakfast in the morning, Sikong Miao'er was still attracted by the fragrant snacks. The robot butler was responsible for paying for the bill. He and his ancestor were responsible for eating and eating, and there were some that could not be finished. They were stuffed into the storage area of ​​the robot butler. It can be kept warm for a long time, so let’s go back and take it to King West.

The leftovers processor he was chanting in his heart didn't really stay in the palace and didn't come out. Instead, he was worried about the safety of one person and one animal, and quietly ran out.

King West hid behind the trash can, wearing a dinosaur puppet suit. His huge body is naturally impossible to be covered by the trash can, so some curious people pointed to the big dinosaur puppet.

The little ancestor seemed to perceive the existence of King West, grabbed Sagong Miao'er's hand, and looked at King West's direction with his head. Sikong Miao'er didn't understand what he meant, but he still looked in that direction, and saw a dinosaur's tail sticking out behind the trash can, and the dinosaur's thin cock-like forelimbs were also exposed.

"Huh? Is that a staff member?" Sikong Miaoer thought that the little ancestor liked this dinosaur-shaped staff member, so naturally he had to walk over and ask if he could take a photo together.

King West would not refuse Sagong Miao'er's request. He thought that Sagong Miao'er had already recognized himself. This was the first time that Sagong Miao'er had taken the initiative to take a photo with him! After the magical photo, Sikong Miaoer asked King West again: "Sir, is there any wonderful performance here? I want to see it."

The author has something to say:

A very boring chapter.