After Becoming a Little |

Although you can't enter the wrong password three times to directly prohibit you from logging in again, you can give yourself a reminder when you log in with different soul lights.

At any rate, she is also a person who can design high-level skill trees by herself. Unlike those salted fish who can only use the skills given by the system, Aliya can be regarded as a master of learning. If nothing else, at least in the field of soul science and human beings. In terms of evolution, she can be regarded as the leader of Blue Star.

"It seems to be a little twisted..." Lianhua tilted her neck, and subconsciously took a breath: "It hurts..."

Aliya hugged her head and observed it, then twisted it hard——

"Crack——"

Accompanied by a soft sound of bones, Lianhua slacked down quickly: "Huh... Aya is so amazing~"

She said so and clapped her hands like a silly little girl.

Aliya looked at Lianhua curiously. If it was the second personality, it should have been posted to play a beauty trick at the moment. I really don't understand why one person would be born with these two completely different personalities.

It's almost like the Alternate takes away all the negative personalities and leaves only the best ones for the main personality.

Is this what she said, to protect herself...

Aliya's eyes flashed, and she rubbed Lianhua's head: "You haven't fully recovered from your cold yet, take a little more rest, I'll go out and eat something."

Lianhua nodded, and then saw the trace of saliva on the stockings under Aliya's skirt, and said strangely: "Aya, why did you get wet? I have tissues here..."

"You did it."

"Eh?"

"It's your saliva, you said you wanted to eat ham when you were sleeping, and then you gnawed on my thigh.

"Eh?!!"

"If there is a soul hidden in Lianhua's body, then it must be a foodie soul like a fool." Aliya said.

Lianhua covered her face and curled up into a ball, her cheeks were as red as burning: "Don't look at me—"

After playing with her own lotus of kindness, Aliya walked out of the inner room, her expression instantly gloomy.

"Liguang—"

Shouting so softly, she picked up her water glass and took a sip.

A figure turned around from outside the main door of the room. Little Aunt Li Guang put her hands in her sleeves, lowered her head slightly and bowed her hands in salute: "Elder Sister."

"Has the files of what Lotus did in Worry-free Island been erased?"

"...What Miss Fu did before, I don't know, I haven't heard of it." The little Taoist nun Li Guang was silent for a moment, and lowered her eyes.

"Well, tell Third Aunt that the day after tomorrow I will go back to the Congress and transfer to Wuyou Island. Firstly, Sister Shenxian asked me to go to Yunuan Building to look up classics. I will be of great use."

She put down the water glass, thought for a while and said softly: "Secondly, it's the third aunt's leg problem. I'll see if there's a solution...I'll do my best."

Little Taoist nun Li Guang bowed to the bottom, her voice was astringent: "Thank you, Senior Sister."

"Keep an eye on Lianhua from now on. If the second personality appears, don't let her get close to Xiaomei, understand?"

"How far?"

"Within ten steps."

"Yes, Li Guang understands." The little Taoist nun Li Guang nodded, her eyes determined.

Alia didn't tell her about the specificity of SSR's soul light. Temperamental infection is an ability only after the threshold of SSR—whether it's the student union of Dongshan University brought out by the wild khaki color, or the Holy Cross loyalist of the Des Moines department. , are all special products under the erosion of this kind of soul light.

Just like a husky will lead a pack of wolves into two, the light of the soul is contagious like harmonic energy.

But on the surface, this is naturally not an excuse. Aliya thought for a while, and found a high-sounding reason: "Li Guang, do you know about the Bobo doll experiment?"

Little Aunt Li Guang thought for a while, then nodded: "Albert Bandura's psychological experiment."

At the end of the 60s, behaviorist psychologist Albert Bandura, in order to prove his social learning theory, designed a bobo doll experiment.

He found 36 boys and 36 girls from the kindergarten, each child was between 3 and 6 years old, and divided them into groups.

One of the groups was assigned to observe adult models with aggressive behavior. In front of children, the adult models violently attacked Bobo dolls, and there were also verbal attacks, such as "kick him to death", anyway, how violent how come.

After 10 minutes, each child was brought into the last laboratory. There were many toys in this room besides the Bobo doll. The children were allowed to play in this room for 20 minutes. The evaluator of the experiment observed from the mirror Behavior of each child, with a rating given for each child's aggressive behavior.

I didn't see adults beating Bobo dolls in person, so I basically looked for toys I was interested in and played with them.

However, the children who saw the violent behavior of the adults before started punching and kicking the Bobo doll, imitating the actions and swear words of the adults before, and their tendency to violence is much stronger than other children-you must know that before the experiment, Ban Dora made an assessment of the children's aggression.

He made sure that the average aggression of each group of children participating in the experiment was roughly equal, and that each child was guaranteed not to be influenced by other children during the experiment.

But just being a fleeting adult role model leads to this...

Aliya said in a deep voice: "Bandura believes that children who observe aggressive behavior from adults will behave aggressively even when no adult is present."

Aunt Liguang said she understood: "When adults appreciate children's behavior, children are more likely to imitate aggressive behavior."

"Yes, and when they see that adults are also punished or condemned for their violent behavior, children will imitate less." Alia took up the words, saying that this is how she dealt with Xiong Luoli.

Queen Lianhua admired and even condoned Xiong Luoli's unruly temper, and used it as her pawn to attack the city.

Anyway, Xiong Luoli is doing all the bad things. With her blessing, the lotus will always be the white lotus that emerges from the mud without being stained.

But Alia and Queen Lotus are basically the opposite, and she doesn't want her Xiong Luoli teaching plan to fall short.

After all, the imitation of social behavior is likely to be a simplification or a shortcut in the imitation, not a step-by-step approach through trial and error as Skinner said. How can there be so many opportunities for trial and error in life?She would rather Xiong Luoli imitate the little nun Liguang more.

Although Xiong Luoli is already doing this...

Aliya, who is both a father and a mother, was a little tired. She was just about to find an excuse to go fishing when she received two messages from Khaki Wild.

The first one was the old-fashioned report of safety. He successfully sent the unreliable demon hunter, Sister Yu with dark circles, onto the plane.

From Aliya's point of view, those who didn't have a thousand or eight hundred order inscriptions engraved on their armor couldn't be considered a real witcher at all.

What about holy water?What about the consecrated sword?What about the blessed crossbow?

Even though it was in the late stage of the Great Melee of the Different World, the breakthrough team of the Demon Hunters of the First Human Race Legion, with the help of the dwarves and the church, has successfully realized the industrial operation of the batch assembly line blessing blessing. 1 revolutions, merciful and merciful to hunt monsters, save all living beings and save the world.

It just consumes a lot. Holy water is not so much a liquid of some kind of holy power, but rather a targeted chemical reagent. Anyway, Aliya dragged the elf princess to analyze it for a long time before figuring out its composition. Who would have thought In this milky white holy water that exudes a shimmer and a sacred atmosphere, the fluorescent agent alone has to account for 18.5%?

She said that the church should get rid of the fluorescent agent to reduce costs, and the old pope made it clear that although there is no fluorescent agent, it will not affect the actual effect, but it will affect morale.

For this reason, he also conducted an experiment, and as a result, Aliya found that a group of mercenaries who were originally cowardly were holding ordinary clear water with fluorescent agents, and drove a holy-level monster out for two miles. The opponent slipped away so fast, they really have the heart to chop off the monsters - the strongest among them is a swordsman, who is still three steps away from the holy rank...

Since then, the largest drug supplier of the First Human Race Legion has changed from the elves to the joint supply of the elves and the church.

The old pope was placed in Blue Star, so he must be a world-class marketing brainwashing master. After all, there are many members who can assign membership levels to believers, but old users and dogs do not enjoy preferential services, except for Goudong Mall. The old pope dared to do this blatantly...

Aliya wrote back with contempt: "False witcher, real witcher.JPG"

Although there is no picture, she knows that the wild khaki color can be imagined.

The second message is more interesting, it is a funeral notice.

The host of the funeral was the Ninth Son Nain, the one who had been picked up by Sister Wu to be a maid. I don’t know if Sister Wu had stayed in the book world for a long time, and learned the book, which is as deep-rooted as Chongguo. She has a white hair fetish, and Nain, who is biting the white hair, refuses to let go, so that now the dignified Holy Cross boss has to take care of her daily life.

And the person buried in Nein was Des Moines...

The body of Des Moines has been sent back to the Academy of Sciences of the Republic. People die like lights out. Unless it is an immortal body like Aliya, otherwise there is nothing to miss. Aliya did not specially give Des Moines a rich burial— —He killed so many innocent people on the Poseidon, which can be described as a heinous crime.

If Alia hadn't been there at the time, Baili might have bitten two pieces of flesh from Des Moines' corpse to vent her anger.

This time Nain buried the broken robotic arm in Des Moines, which can be regarded as a tomb of clothes, and dust returns to ashes from now on.

Aliya sighed and replied khaki wild, she will go.

"From a personal point of view, I admire him very much. If he hadn't met me, he would probably have gone further."

It is possible to do some embarrassing things as far as becoming a real big devil after being promoted, and then taking the brave khaki-colored sister away.

"Go all the way, don't be a bad person in your next life..."

……

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Japan · a cemetery

There is no master of ceremonies, no ceremony, no false greetings.

There was a circle of people outside, but they just stood by and watched. A few people stood in front of the tombstone.

It was windy in the east, a bit cold, and there was a light rain that shouldn't be in winter in Japan.

The sky was a little dark, and the dead leaves swirled and flew over everyone's heads.

The khaki-colored elder sister was wearing a windbreaker, without an umbrella, looking at the words in front of the tombstone.

"Alchemy Star lost another group member."

He sighed, put the flower in his hand in front of the tombstone, and pressed it on the tombstone as if patting Des Moines on the shoulder: "Although you can't hear it...but I still want to say that the prosthesis you made is very good. Yes, I have asked my friends to improve it, and I will publish it for free in the future, and I still sign your name."

The tombstone splashed coldly. It was a piece of granite with a heart as hard as iron.

The Ninth Son, Nain, didn't hold an umbrella, nor did he wear a men's suit as he did back then, dressed as a thin and thin man.

She tied her white hair that had nothing to do with the White Head Taixuan Sutra, she pursed her lips and placed the flowers in front of the tombstone.

"The Holy Cross is rebuilt, but it's not the same as before... The previous Holy Cross killed me all over the house, and now everything is gone... So forget it."

Who can I turn to for revenge?

Looking at the tombstone, she suddenly understood what "the revenge of killing the father is nothing more than that", and felt the tolerance of the people of the Republic.

Of course, if she dares to say this, I'm afraid it won't be the republican's turn to say anything, and her Mandarin teacher will have to beat her to death first.

A few people who had intersected with Des Moines came over one after another, put down a flower, and watched the dark world boss who stirred up the situation for a while back then sleep here forever, and no one cares about it anymore.

Someone was holding an umbrella in the far corner, and looked here curiously.

But a certain P30P in his chest pocket is observing the details of everyone's facial expressions.

Until Xingbuji's exhausted voice came from his earphones: "Leave."

"Yes... my lord, please take care of yourself."

"Yeah." The communication was hung up, and the NPC holding the umbrella finally looked back at the direction of the tombstone with tears in his eyes, and turned his head resolutely to leave——

Then before leaving, I heard the roar of heavy locomotives...

A red and black heavy locomotive tore through the rain curtain, and with the remaining light and shadow on the retina, it set off a spray of water on the stone road before drifting and stopping not far from the tombstone.

Everyone looked over in amazement, and then saw a Kamen Rider get off the car and walked over with heavy steps.

The khaki-colored sister blinked, and raised her hand to grab the ninth son, Nain.