Quick Transmigration: Always Just a Passerby

Chapter 447 Ancient Family Transmigrates 11

The underground passage is very, very large.

The roads are also well-connected.

The small villa was not far from other living people.

This is to facilitate on-site teaching of world consciousness.

Furthermore.

No banyan saplings allowed passage.

No other living person could reach this side of the villa.

At the entrance of the small Western-style building.

A strange dung beetle dressed in a suit bent down, chirped a few times, moved its front paws back and forth, and shook its head to show its welcome.

The little boy, the embodiment of world consciousness, was a bit confused.

This insect is so strange.

It was also wearing black clothes.

Underneath the black clothes was a white garment, with a knot at the collar and a long jeweled clip below it. A dazzling gold chain adorned the chest of the garment.

And its shoes.

Its shoes were gold, pointed, and studded with diamonds.

That's good taste.

It struck the heart of the world consciousness in an instant.

The little kid felt that he could never get enough of looking at things.

I really want...

He thought this way and that's what he said.

"You... okay, do you have any extra clothes? I can trade them with you for jewelry and jade."

The dung beetle understood immediately.

Clothes, you know.

There are many.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi"

(I can customize it to your specifications. What color would you like? Black, purple, pink, green, fluorescent...)

The banyan tree pretended not to see the dung beetle's lewd transaction.

When the children grow up, they will find their own jobs.

This is a good thing.

Working is a good thing, but you can't forget about studying.

The banyan sapling manipulated its branches.

They threw in a disposable, tetherable smartwatch.

The watch is a smart brain carrier that can project images and display light. It contains educational materials for all species and can also broaden the horizons of young children.

I really didn't expect that.

When it has nothing to do, it surfs the internet and downloads learning materials that can actually be useful.

It's just as good as the Tongzi, isn't it?

Tongzi, Tongzi, when will you be able to return home in glory?

Tian Siya poked her little hand towards the sky, and her mental tentacles and the banyan tree touched it.

"Almost there... Rongbao, how are those people maintaining the underground city?"

“@￥%”

(Great! If anyone defecates or urinates anywhere, I'll shove them onto my pile of excrement and feast on it.)

After eating feces a few times, people will learn what they can and cannot do.

The infected person was pacing anxiously on the ground.

Ordinary people, however, are like ants carrying grains of rice.

They moved everything that could be moved into the underground city.

Except for that group of "chosen ones" who were instigated by those who stole their lives and spread the plague.

There was no need for the banyan sapling to specifically stop it.

Because the prescription left to them by the thief of life... was temporary.

In other words.

They thought they were immune, but they weren't. They even became sources of disease transmission and were eventually trampled to death by Xiao Yi.

It must have been tough on Xiao Yi.

They also had to be found among the dilapidated and battered people.

They didn't even spare those who were missing limbs.

Having committed such an irreparable sin, being trampled to death is certainly not their fate.

Xiao Yi carefully collected the bodies and souls of the several people.

He handed it over to the little boy and suggested that He learn from the tree before tormenting people and becoming a proper world consciousness.

*

The Datian Commune was quiet in the middle of the night.

People have driven all the cars they need to drive.

Tian Tu suddenly woke up.

Her gaze was sharp and cold. She pulled a dagger from under the mattress, glanced around, and finally regained her composure.

So it wasn't in the base after all.

I can't sleep well when there are people around.

Tian Tu knocked the disheveled young man unconscious with a single palm strike, then gently carried him out the door, finally placing him on a pile of straw in the kitchen to spend the night.

Sleeping together is out of the question.

She can only sleep in her own bed.

Hopefully, the young man will understand this principle when he wakes up tomorrow.

Don't make noise.

Don't be ungrateful.

Otherwise, I'll just have to make do for a few months and go out to visit people with COVID-19 before coming back.

Tian Shan didn't seem to have that in mind.

With the secret assistance of Siya Yutian, Sister Shan's sleep schedule was also incredibly exciting, even connecting her to Consort Rou.

Sister Shan thought she was dreaming.

He believes that Consort Rou cast a shadow over him, which is why he dreams about her. This must be the "Kicking Emperor" that Sister Rabbit was talking about.

It's true that Sister Rabbit can tolerate it, but Sister Shan can't!

Tian Shan looked around at her surroundings and chuckled. This was the bedroom of Consort Rou in the nanny's house.

She leaped onto the bed.

He shouted at the beauty in the quilt: "You scoundrel, take this!"

A series of slaps began to fall continuously.

The rhythm of the slapping sounds is particularly strong.

Consort Rou was awakened by this shout of "You dog!"

He was slapped so hard that he could hardly open his eyes.

You finally managed to lift your eyelids, didn't you?

She then saw a strange woman on her bed, a short-haired, dark-skinned man. Consort Rou wondered if she had seen a ghost.

Or did this woman sneak into the palace to pick flowers?

Before Consort Rou could react, Tian Shan skillfully took off her sweaty socks and stuffed them into her mouth.

That intoxicating taste.

Consort Rou felt like she was about to faint.

It's a pity I can't faint.

Because the slap on the face hurt too much.

And so, Tian Shan would connect to that side in his dreams whenever he had a spare moment.

He beat up all his former enemies from the harem.

Including the dog emperor and the old nanny.

And there's that vicious little dog that Consort Rou kept, barking incessantly at me.

In short.

They won't let any of them go.

Sometimes when Consort Rou was serving the Emperor, Tian Shan would tie them up and whip them together.

You just have to be careful about the degree of severity.

We can't let people have their fill of the drug.

*

A mountaintop where no one will disturb you.

Once again, I helped Sister Shan enter her dream.

Tian Siya changed her position while lying on the platform.

She placed her beloved burlap sack under her, and her cloak was replaced with a red one by Sister Shan.

Let's see what Sister Shan means.

I really have the idea of ​​giving Siya a dragon robe.

Let's dismiss this absurd speculation.

Tian Siya decided that Shan Jie would no longer be allowed to go to the city to collect scraps recently.

If Sister Shan is really bored.

You can learn from the monkeys how to swing in the trees.

That's a really good skill.

If the monkey knew, it would definitely protest.

With your sister Shan's physique, most trees really couldn't withstand her weight...

However, they have no idea what they are about to face.

The migrant workers had already finished their shifts.

Wrapped in their allotted scraps of cloth, they lay sprawled out in a haphazard pile. Every now and then, one would kick the other, and the other would punch it.

The smallest one was given to Tian Xianren by his mother.

This monkey and Tian Siya hung out together every day, and he picked up some not-so-good habits.

One of them is not being able to sleep at night.

The little monkey lay on its back next to Tian Siya with its arms behind its head.

His listless eyes were filled with confusion.

Clearly, he couldn't figure out why he, a monkey, couldn't sleep.

Tian Siya couldn't bear to see the monkey's expression.

I sat up halfway, took out a tablet, opened the Fruit Ninja game, and handed it to it.

I quickly dealt with the insomniac monkey.

Tian Siya started focusing on her friends again.

Watching them manipulate each puppet and tree back and forth, eventually gathering them into a group, they skillfully trained a global consciousness.