Food Hunter

Luo didn't say it, but the white dog knew it was "fate soon."

The black cat coming out is a certainty.

However, even if it was charity, the White Dog wanted one day when Luo Hui suddenly thought of him, and then let him go.

Only in this way, he was very satisfied.

The white dog squatted on the edge of the cliff, and the orange sunset fell on him, pulling out a lonely shadow on his side.

He moved his gaze away from Luo and his group, and turned to look at the setting sun that was about to disappear into the horizon, his face was full of remnant thoughts that could not even be blocked by black-rimmed glasses.

After a long time, I heard Bu Hara say "It's ready", but the white dog was still indifferent.

The members of the team went to the fire one after another, but Luo did not go, but came to sit down beside the white dog.

At this moment, the last ray of afterglow between heaven and earth disappeared on the horizon, night fell, and the stars appeared in the night sky.

The evening breeze brought a hint of coolness.

Luo looked at the stars that seemed to be within reach, and suddenly asked, "Have you thought of a name for yourself?"

The white dog was startled when he heard the words, and immediately replied weakly: "Then it becomes the last last word?"

"Maybe so, but it's hard to guarantee a turnaround."

"Transfer?"

"A friend of mine said that the ability to read is actually similar to program code. It uses a basic setting as a framework, and then extends various branch settings, and then sets various conditions from it."

"What do you mean?" The white dog was confused.

Luo glanced at him and did not immediately explain, instead, he said, "Normally, a person with the ability to think will develop only one beast, but there are also two or even three beasts developed by a person with the ability."

"This shows that you and the black cat have the possibility of coexistence."

The white dog shook his head, and was not excited about the possibility Luo said, and said: "It's impossible. My relationship with the black cat is like changing day and night. There is him without me, and I don't have him."

"Hey."

Luo put one hand on the white dog's head, and then directly lifted it up.

The white dog is like a sunny doll hung up, looking at Luo with a dumbfounded face.

"This is my ability to think, it's not up to you to say whether it will work."

Looking at Luo who is like the big brother of the underworld, the white dog wants to nod madly to show that he knows it, but with his head pinched, he can only smile and say: "The big brother has the final say, the big brother has the final say!"

Luo Wei shook his head slightly, letting go of the white dog's head, and continued: "The ability to read is the same as the program code. You can modify and adjust it according to your own needs. Just reset the restrictions and allow you to coexist with the black cat. "

"Really, really?" The white dog's gloomy eyes suddenly brightened.

"But it's very troublesome." Luo looked at the white dog who seemed to be rejuvenated, and said calmly: "I'm still thinking, the problem of your coexistence is not worth it for me to do that."

"Definite value, absolute value! It's not that I want to brag, I can blow the black cat guy to the ground! The most important thing is that I am more obedient than the black cat. You let me go east, and I will never go west."

The white dog looked like a commodity placed in the container, with a "pick me, pick me" posture.

"I'll think about it carefully. Dyeing the pages of a book is not something that can be done in a short while, so you still have some time to continue playing." Luo raised his hand and patted the white dog on the head.

Then he got up and looked at his teammates gathered around the fire.

By the fire, everyone stood or sat, each holding a large bowl, which was temporarily taken out of the fourth-dimensional apartment.

Today’s dinner is eight-treasure rice. The main ingredient is pork smoked from local ingredients recently.

Perhaps he noticed Luo's gaze, and someone called him to hurry up to eat.

"Let's go, eat."

Luo headed towards the fire.

The white dog suppressed his excitement, Pidian Pidian followed Luo behind.

What Luo said just now was equivalent to a dawn, which made him full of hope for the future.

"Before the black cat comes out, I must behave well!"

The white dog threw his fist secretly in his heart.

The night was getting darker, and there was a little cheer under the stars.

Nick seemed to be very interested in adding firewood. After dinner, he squatted by the fire. Once the firewood was almost burned, he immediately picked up the firewood and threw it in, and immediately fiddled with it a few times.

I don't know if he has developed a peculiar biological clock. Even if he falls asleep, he will wake up on time to add firewood when the time is up, and then immediately lie down to sleep.

Several hours have passed since the meal, and the firewood is still burning very well.

There is no danger here, and there is no need to go to Nob’s four-dimensional apartment. After all, every time the four-dimensional apartment [visitors], you have to continuously consume your mind.

Luo and March lay cuddling.

The top of the mountain is the bed and the starry sky is the quilt.

Surrounded by teammates, they couldn't do something shameful, so they hugged each other to sleep and spent a special night.

In the early morning of the next day, Luo and his party did not continue their stay, but went straight down the mountain and headed towards the coastline on the other side of the imaginary mainland.

They have to cross the continent, then call the tortoise out, and then go directly to the dark continent.

As for visiting the gatekeeper, Luo thought about it many times, and finally thought it was unnecessary.

While the team was moving forward, the White Dog turned into a gold medal handyman. Apart from being contracted by Nick for adding firewood, he will appear wherever there are chores and needs, freeing himself from a hardworking "good employee" and making others in the team. People looked at the white dog with admiration.

"Not bad, much more reliable than black cats."

Bi Siji occasionally praised him, and suddenly the white dog almost floated into the sky.

Dongba originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to give a good cheer to the white dog, but considering that the black cat might know it, and he was not as confident as Siji, after all, the black cat was ahead of him in the ranks of the team.

To be safe, he can only keep his thoughts in his mind~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and even think that having a white dog is much more useful than a black cat. If there is a white dog, he can at least relax a lot.

In this way, the team went all the way.

.........

Half a month later, a team of about twenty people came to the mainland border-the Great Wall.

The leader was surprisingly Biyang De. After performing the play with Huiguorou, their team immediately set off to guide the passer-by and visit the gatekeeper.

He was standing in front of the door with sly patterns, and immediately knocked on the door three times with moderate intensity, just like Nitro from a while ago.

And his teammates are standing not far behind, among them, the most striking is the robot with a height of more than three meters, which should be a product of the realization system.

Beside the robot, there are a few mercenaries in military uniforms standing, everyone is very strong and looks very strong.

On the other hand, other people have different heights and dresses, and the age difference is relatively large. The only thing in common is fullness.

They looked at the towering city walls and the gates that seemed to be made for giants, and their eyes were full of wonder.

"This this……"

A man with mosquito-repellent-repellent glasses opened his mouth wide. His position in the team was a scholar of ancient literature, and his previous identity was a professor at a well-known university in the world.

"It must be photographed!"

The man jerked a camera out of his pocket.

"Don't shoot."

The woman who often pours beer for Biyang De raised her hand and pressed the man's hand with the camera down.

The man reacted and silently put the camera away.

It's really out of season now.

Squeak!

At this moment, the door opened.

Qing Ying stood inside the door, watching the new group of human visitors coldly.

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