After Becoming a Little |

The khaki-colored elder sister came over and pointed: "Miss, how do you feel now? Do you remember what happened just now?"

Baili was beside her, looking at her strangely, then at Aliya, without saying a word.

Aliya took advantage of the situation and sat down on the ground, her face pale: "Just now...what happened just now? And I'm so tired..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and passed out immediately.

Baili was just watching at first, but now her eyes are wide open, she pounces on to feel Aliya's breathing and pulse, then pinches her really weak muscles, and hurriedly raises her hand to the medical staff not far away Shouted: "Medical! Quick! First Aid—"

The female academician ran over anxiously, not sure if it was childlike innocence. Just now she was relying on her full-body protective clothing to not be afraid of getting wet, and she stepped on several puddles, and her movements were particularly strong.

The blood-borne virus test results are very gratifying. There is no sign of contamination spreading at all. The current patient is only Alia. This is good news for the nervous academicians of the National Academy of Sciences. .

It's just that Alia's fall made the female academician who cherished her little white mouse anxious on the spot, and after running over to check it, she was somewhat relieved: "Fortunately, it's just a loss of strength, and a little lack of water... Send it back first treat."

"no problem?"

"No—or yes, it's ok. The unrestricted ability release just now seems to put a lot of burden on her body. Sure enough, human evolution is like this. In fact, your muscles can be stretched into tons every minute. It’s just that they limit their own performance, it’s all for your own good, otherwise you might punch out your tendons and everything will be torn.”

"But didn't you say that she is still alive now with 1.6 million degrees of high-temperature plasma and so on! She was not burned to death..." Bai Li was at a loss: "Isn't she supposed to release some super powerful protection?" Shield, and then biubiubiu fired lasers, and finally fell down because the mana bar was used up? We have a way to replenish her mana?"

"Return the blue bar, do you want to replenish her magic directly? I will prepare a wedding dress and a few bondage ropes for you?" The female academician explained angrily: "Do you understand heat conduction? What about heat convection? As long as the vacuum environment It is ideal enough and the confinement is strong enough. Even if the temperature of the plasma is as high as hundreds of millions of degrees in the center, the radiated temperature is only a few hundred degrees. We're gone!"

"This, is it like this? But our observation equipment just now failed to detect what that air mass is..."

"Do you understand the principle of the black barrier of plasma invisibility? Didn't you learn basic physics? Didn't you pass the college entrance examination? When the plasma gas layer is thick enough, it can form a sheath. Its existence can cause electromagnetic waves to reflect, refract, Scattering Xia Jiba's various types of radiation will absorb electromagnetic wave energy anyway, how powerful is your detection equipment?"

"Uh...military, military grade?"

"Military level - when the plasma sheath of the spacecraft is serious, it will even cause the interruption of the connection with the ground measurement and control equipment. The relay satellites transmit electromagnetic wave signals. It is aerospace level! If you just pulled a few satellites over to estimate I can still see a little thing, only you handheld devices can detect shit! Open it! You can tell you don’t understand science at a glance! Go back and read more when you have time! My Xiaobai... Cough, what if something happens to Alia Things, you and I can't finish nine rounds! I can't even protect myself, shame! Shame!"

After speaking, the female academician called a stretcher, put Aliya directly into the medical compartment, and immediately chose to return after reloading the medical compartment.

Slipped away, recovered the target and ran away quickly...

When the carriage was closed, little nun Liguang was holding the rewrapped long sword, and jumped into the carriage under the acquiescence of the female academician and even the eager gaze of Frankenstein, who was deliberately covering her.

The khaki-colored elder sister watched from below without making a sound.

But she suddenly felt that maybe that long sword should have a prefix instead of being called Tairuo Mountain Sword.

Instead, it should be called [Tongtian · Tairuo Mountain] sword...

The huge front of the medical vehicle turned around, and under the escort of a group of bulletproof off-road vehicles, it left the long street aggressively, leaving Baili behind.

Baili, who doesn't understand science, was somewhat relieved, and watched the scene with her hands on her hips: "It's good that it's okay, it's finally settled... okay, at worst, I'll read more books—but are these books useful? Can I Useful?"

While she was muttering this, a hand behind her tapped her shoulder.

"What's the matter?" Bai Li turned her head back and glanced at the people behind her.

The khaki-colored sister raised her finger and pointed to the chaotic long street scene: "Jinjiu, it's time for you to wash the floor."

"...*****!!"

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Old town · a heavy silver car

Bernice put down the phone: "Fortunately, she's not dead yet."

As she spoke, she weighed the mobile phone in her hand again, wondering: "Why isn't she dead yet?"

Crying Mao Maotou couldn't answer her question - she was obviously the one who was worried before, but now she started talking strange things again.

Sitting next to her was Poseidon Boji, who was checking her prosthesis, but didn't answer.

After the leather jacket was broken, Poseidon Boji changed into an off-white dress, which I bought casually from a nearby shopping mall. The shopping guide saw that her expression was messed up in the 22.8-degree heating of the shopping mall after she changed it on the spot. Pan—how proud is this woman, that she can wear this summer dress in such a weather and walk out of the mall gate into the cold wind to accept the devastation?

Facts have proved that Poseidon Boji, like all martial arts masters in martial arts novels, has the ability to resist cold and heat after a certain level of martial arts.

Although this ability of hers comes from biological modification, it is only used to adapt to more extreme environments when performing tasks, such as jumping into the sea in the middle of the night.

Poseidon Boji, who is wearing a white dress, looks as quiet and natural as a royal lady at home, her hair is tied into a simple side ponytail by the head of a crying cat.

Among the three, only Crying Maomao is a normal girl—a normal girl can always find rubber bands from various places on her body, which is a natural skill.

Adding a long skirt and new boots to cover the metal prosthetic limbs made the Poseidon Brooke's outfit just right except that it was a bit out of season.

"The damage is not serious, about 17%." Poseidon Poseidon put away the tablet, and closed the debugging port of her prosthetic limb: "You can carry out preliminary repairs when you get back on the plane, and the loss of combat power is estimated to not exceed 5%, but... I still recommend returning to Millikin immediately."

The Republic was too dangerous, so dangerous that she could hardly even protect herself.

That woman—that girl, pronounced as Alia, the girl who wrote Xuanpao Tyrant, if she also showed this ability in Japan, let alone her, even if the entire door of truth was pressed, she would still be hit by the opponent's backhand Slap to death.

Spicy Chicken Silk thought about it for a while, then shook his head: "No, let's stay for a while—tell the driver to turn around, and let's find another person."

"Who?"

"Led Zeppelin Randolph!"

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Old Town·Chenji Steamed Bun Shop

"I often come to this steamed stuffed bun shop recently, and the taste is really good."

From the Blue Star timeline, he just disappeared for a while, but in a certain timeline, the young master of the Nan family who may have passed the New Year's Eve said so, motioning the person in front of him to sit down.

The female manager of the SH group pursed her lips and sat down: "I don't know if the young master is looking for me... What's the matter?"

Assistant A Bai stood beside him and looked at the small shop.

It's not big, and you can see the innermost furnishings when you enter the door. There are five tables, the stove and the chopping board are so bright on the right.

This is a typical...fly restaurant?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at the young master of the Nan family, wondering why the other party appeared in such a place.

Recently, I have acquired a lot of knowledge about how rich people should be happy. She no longer thinks that rich people should be bluffing like nouveau riche, or like eating delicious food, drinking spicy fish and big meat like she yearned for at the beginning—but Unlike Alia's father who is the second generation who started from scratch, the Nan family has been rich for three generations, and it can be regarded as the fifth generation when the Nan family is young and old. Wealth is passed down from generation to generation, and certain living habits have been cultivated since childhood. Once done, it is difficult to change.

The young master of the Nan family didn't directly answer this question, but just ordered a few steamed buns and fried dough sticks soy milk: "The main thing is that this bun has mushroom and pork stuffing, I like it better... When I was in college, I had a falling out with my family. After a period of time, I wanted to be self-reliant, but my eyes were too high and my hands were too low, so I ended up relying on my classmates to help me. At that time, a girl brought me a steamed bun with soy milk every morning. I still remember the taste, shiitake mushrooms Pork stuffed."

"...Eldest Young Master, if it's about Second Young Master's matter before, I—"

"Here comes the steamed stuffed bun!" The boss came over with a steaming breakfast, and said hello to the eldest son of the Nan family: "Hey brother, did you come out to eat breakfast by yourself on weekends? Didn't your little girlfriend bring it for you?"

"That's my assistant, not my girlfriend." The young master of the Nan family straightened his chopsticks and smiled reservedly.

"Yes, yes, assistant—"

The fat boss winked and made fun of the young master of the Nan family. He has been here for many years, the breakfast he cooks is not bad, and he is easy to talk to. He can chat with anyone. .

In his opinion, the Nan family should have some money, no matter how they dress or dress, they all look like a young and promising little boss should have.

But if you have enough money to spend money to make your assistant come to buy breakfast early in the morning, isn't it a personal assistant?

If he is so rich, he shouldn't be eating here, right?

"It's true." The youngest of the Nan family smiled and shook his head: "It's fine if you don't believe it."

"Xin—yo, these two are your friends?" The boss gestured to the assistant A Bai who had just sat down: "This girl is really temperamental!"

Assistant A Bai smiled, she knew that her appearance was not beautiful, so she only listened to it as a courtesy.

But she didn't know that after she calmed down, she did have a special aura that was eye-catching.

"I want to ask, Mr. Nan didn't invite us here today just to eat buns, right?" Assistant A Bai asked, showing a smiling expression: "If you have something to say, you might as well say it now, so as not to This meal of steamed buns will not suit your taste."

"Assistant Bai is a very pragmatic person." The eldest son of the Nan family picked up a bun with chopsticks, and after thinking about it, dipped it in vinegar: "I actually don't like dipping it in vinegar when I eat buns...or maybe I didn't like it at the beginning. I know that steamed buns can be dipped in vinegar."

"Oh? Then how did it become like this?" Seeing the other party talking about him, the assistant Abai was not in a hurry, and took a sip of soy milk in his spare time: "Could it be that someone taught you to eat like this?" ? For example, the girl who gave you buns?"

"Oh... yes, it's her."

"Let me guess her ending." Assistant A Bai's eyes flickered, his tone became low, and his words were somewhat empathetic: "Her fate, I'm afraid it won't be the prince and Cinderella, right? Compared with her status, no matter what her status is, she seems a bit...not well-matched."

"You guessed it right, my father asked someone to touch her, and then took her captive." The eldest son of the Nan family paused, but then continued to eat buns in a natural tone, but his eyes were somewhat lonely: "That Men specialize in doing this, and they broke up with that girl peacefully, which gave her a good memory."

"Are you angry?"

"once."

"Then what do you want to use this matter to express?" Assistant A Bai put down the soy milk: "Do you think our eldest lady is as unqualified as the girl who gave you buns? Or you can also play this game, find someone The man came to make our young lady fall?"

"No, not at all." The youngest of the Nan family took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth: "I just want to say that in my father's eyes, no matter what I do, I am still an immature child...they will follow their own To arrange everything with our own code of conduct, even though we have our own ideas, it doesn’t help.”

"So you think that the matter between my eldest lady and your brother is just a fight between children... Do you want to see our chairman?"

"If necessary, my father can also come." The eldest son of the Nan family raised his hand to signal: "The steamed stuffed bun tastes really good, try it."

"No." Assistant Abai smiled: "Mr. Nan, you may not know that our chairman is different from your father."

As she spoke, she leaned forward and said in a low voice, "He has only one daughter, the only one—now, and maybe in the future."

"If I said these things, it was just a misunderstanding, what would you think?"

"Of course I know it's a misunderstanding, and even our young lady made the first move." Assistant A Bai retracted his body and smiled politely: "But Mr. Nan, you should also put yourself in your shoes. If our young lady, If she is not the Miss Leah Foundation, what will happen to her?"

"...So there's nothing to talk about?"

"I've eaten at this steamed stuffed bun shop before, but it's not authentic enough." Assistant A Bai stood up holding the arm of the narrator's female manager, and put his soy milk money on the table: "If you talk about cabbage and pork stuffing, the one at the street corner It's actually better than here."

"..." The young master of the Nan family thought for a while, put down his chopsticks, shook his head and smiled: "You are very nice, are you interested in working here? I will give you better treatment."

"No, I don't need much money. I'm mainly paying off my debts now."

"How much do you owe, I can help you pay it back."

"Not yet."

"I have a lot of money. Although it's not as good as the Leah Fund, our Nan family is really rich."

"I really can't pay it back." Assistant A Bai raised a finger: "I owe her two lives. I can stand here now, thanks to my eldest lady."

"..."

"So—" Her eyes turned cold, and even her smile became thought-provoking: "As long as my young lady is unhappy, even if I bite my teeth, I will drag the person who makes her unhappy into the water and drown ..."

"Can you swim?" The youngest of the Nan family leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair: "The water is very deep."

"I almost didn't get up in the sea before, so I studied hard."

"Jingle Bell------"