I was a hero in civilization before the collapse

Mebius is not a snake

Gracie would feel bad if she heard such terrible words, that’s what Wu Ling thought.

Mebius was deep in thought, “If you can, then I would be very grateful, but I hope you can take some parts with high collapse performance, I think you understand what I mean.”

Mebius’ experiment is too inhumane for the fire moth, so in this kind of biological experiment, it is basically stuck.

As for Wu Ling, as a soldier, Moth Chasing Fire had no reason to care whether a soldier took a shower or met his friends first after returning.

The main reason is that there is no reason to take care of it. People don’t take a bath and don’t like to be clean. Even if you know what he is going to do, can you still force him to take a bath? Dabaa N Siyou – dabaa dabaa.

Mebius: “I will help you cure your disease, I hope you can do this as soon as possible.”

“Of course, but I want to see if Flamechaser can assign me the task of Pavanti.”

If you can’t allocate it, then you can only grab it.

“If it is not assigned to me, I will still ask you to borrow money then.”

Hearing Wu Ling’s calm words, Mebius was shocked, and retreated tactically, “Why?”

Wu Ling: “Give a gift, give a gift to Weng, the gift is light and affectionate, but you should give it back, don’t ask why, just ask, it is the special affection of Chinese people.”

If you ask someone else to do something, don’t talk about how to do it. You must have a meal or a gift. After all, it is friendship for others to help you, and it is duty not to help you.

Mebius fell into deep thought, “But aren’t you Weng’s eldest nephew?”

“Huh? Really?”

“The identity she reported to other high-level officials was that she was your great aunt, and he called you your nephew.”

Isn’t she your aunt?

Wu Ling tilted his head and didn’t quite understand, auntie? Why didn’t I know my mother had sisters.

No, I don’t even know who my mother is.

Fool the others.

“Maybe she fooled you.”

Mebius: “…I don’t have much money.”

“Let me go ask first, mainly because I feel that my status in Flaming Moths is a bit too low, and they don’t pay much attention to my appearance.”

“Seeing that other people come back in the middle of the night every day, and they may not come back. I go out once a day, and it’s over in half an hour. There is a kind of putting me aside and wanting to do whatever I want, as long as I don’t make trouble. Feel.”

I am really like the nephew of the leader who came by air.

mebius keep doingExperiment, Wu Ling accompanied Gracie to draw.

Gracie is still learning very quickly, although she feels that drawing monsters is more suitable, it should be an illusion.

Gracie got nervous again after Wu Ling approached, but gradually relaxed as Wu Ling stayed by her side longer.

“At noon, do you like children very much?”

Klein asked curiously, Wu Ling didn’t even play with his favorite mechanical arm, and sitting next to little Gracie looked very cute, which is too strange.

“Ah, no, it’s just that I like little Gracie.”

Little Gracie is really an angel. Not only is she cute, but she also has the ability to connect seamlessly. Good guy, the ability to use Gracie at any time is too strong.

Klein nodded, and continued to look at the document, but occasionally glanced at Wu Ling and Gracie, as if he was worried that Wu Ling would do strange things to Gracie.

“If you want to draw like this, do you mean that you drew a snake? It’s very cute.”

Little Gracie blushed, “Yes, Aunt Mebius.”

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“Mebius is not a snake, she is a dragon.”

Just like what was discussed in the Honkai III chat group, Mebius evolved into a dragon, “I will, turn everything around!” It’s the same as the picture.

Little Gracie didn’t understand what he meant, but he felt that what Wu Ling said was right, and he really thought so in his heart.

Afternoon helped Gray to draw a picture, and a cute colorful snake appeared on the picture scroll.

“Satisfied, very satisfied, little Gracie should draw well in the future, don’t draw strange creatures.”

Gracie: “Why, why.”

“Because strange creatures are too strange.”

Klein: “…Okay, at noon, you should still have work to do.”

If you teach it this way, Gracie will be taught to become a master of nonsense literature.

“Huh? Do I have a job?”

I should not have a job.

Klein: “Have you stopped playing with mechanical arms?”

“Play, but not now.”

Well, you don’t want me to get too close to little Gracie.

Touching little Gracie’s head, Wuling casually walked to Klein’s desk and picked up a few documents to read, “Why is the side of the bread with sauce more likely to fall on the ground? Such documents are How did it get to you?”

Klein: “There are quite a lot of affiliated research institutes, and we can’t control what they publish.”

High-tech talents also have to deal with low-quality questions, because these low-quality questions are also asked by high-quality talents.

Weng is now very distressed, sitting on a chair, covering his head and watching the jam operation that Mei applied for. The cafeteria is short of a batch of jam, hoping to approve it.

mmp, it is because of people like you that I have to work overtime until midnight every day. Klein wants supper, you want jam, why don’t you guys shoot me down with guns.

I am the general secretary general of Fire Moth Logistics, chief, secretary, chief, don’t you notice something wrong when you see “general” and “chief”?

With a turnover of 30 to 50 million every day in my hand, a group of high-quality talents will give me these low-quality suggestions every now and then.

Especially the subordinates of Shenzhou, it is almost necessary to ask the leader for instructions to get toilet paper in the warehouse.

Mmp, do you know mmp?

In the warrior department, the bigger the leader, the bigger the job, and your scientific research department is purely the bigger the leader, the smaller the job.

While weng was gripping his hair that had fallen out a little more, there was a knock on the door.

“His aunt, I’m coming in.”

The chairman of the Australian SS, Mia Arthur, who is called the devil dictator in Australia, opened the door with a simple and honest expression on his face.

“Sister Weng, the Laoshan Dahongpao I bought for you is absolutely genuine, and it’s really good.”

weng: “Don’t look for me, I can’t sell your weapons anymore.”

Mia Arthur: “Two hundred air-to-ground rail guns, you know, Miss Weng, we are poor in Australia.”

“You should buy some grain. Your bread in Australia is almost sold for 50 Australian dollars. Calculated in RMB in China, it costs more than 200 yuan a piece of bread. You are really not afraid of being nailed to a cross with a sickle and a hammer.”

Mia Arthur pretended to be reserved and made an Amen gesture, “Sorry, I don’t believe in God, I only believe in guns.”