Future of Interstellar: I Gave Birth to Cubs for Dinosaurs

When I thought of Sikong Miao'er as a child and living in the mountains and growing up, she could wear animal skin skirts as small as possible, with one hand covering her mouth and making a strange sound of "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Flying from one tree trunk to another. It’s not other orc friends who accompany him, but a chimpanzee, or a wild boar...

King West clenched his fists, then let them go, trembling close to Sikong Miao's head. "It doesn't matter, all the suffering has passed. Next, I will treat you well." Then he was embarrassed to find that he was sitting in a wheelchair, and his height was shorter than Sikong Miao'er sitting on the bed. He retracted his hand and hammered his thigh twice. These **** useless legs!

How did Sikong Miao'er know that this man's heart was so full, but he looked at him in amazement. Besides being unable to walk on his legs, does this guy have a tendency to self-abuse? "Would you like to see a psychiatrist?"

Psychologist? King West couldn't understand the other side's brains, so he habitually ignored and soothed him, "I don't need it, but...well, I think you may be strange to modern civilization after living there for so long. Fortunately, you can also speak animal language." Then he asked the robot to bring six or seven children's audio books to Sikong Miaoer.

"You will understand after reading these." King West solemnly handed over the written childish cartoons to Sagong Miaoer, as if he had contributed the treasure.

"Uh..." Can the current mental illness come out casually? The villain in Sikong Miao'er was trembling.

"Everything will be okay." King West pulled out a smile that he thought he was handsome, but he didn't know that he was usually facial paralyzed, and his facial expressions naturally couldn't show as expected.

In Sikong Miao'er's view, it was facial cramps. A sad baby with all kinds of illnesses. "You too, everything will be fine, come on!" Sikong Miao'er clenched his fists to give King West air.

The two fools cheered each other up for a while.

Seeing that the time was late, the orange-yellow sun showed only a half arc on the horizon.

"I'll leave first. I won't disturb you to rest." King West bid farewell.

"Hey, good!"

"Remember to read!" King West instructed again, and he pointed to the children's book by the pillow.

"Uh...good."

"Then I'll go first." King West put his hands on the handle of the wheelchair, and he didn't believe it. How could he be defeated by the little coercion with his majestic King of the Pototayan Empire?

So Sikong Miao'er watched King West resolutely trying to walk upright. Although King West was trembling like a toddler, he couldn't help but shouted "Fighting!"

King West suddenly felt that his body was full of power, as if an ape-man who could only climb at first finally descended to the ground. From walking with the aid of his hands to walking upright on his legs, it was as if Armstrong had landed on the moon-it was done. A big step for mankind.

But after this step was taken, King West felt his legs sore and weak, and then he knelt on the ground with a "puff". Want to look back? Do not! If you pretend to be forced, you have to eat it when you kneel!

"Let me help you."

"No!" King West reached out his hand to refuse, his arrogant head never turned, he turned to use his hands to drag the useless legs of his legs and crawl forward.

So the people who had been guarding outside saw that King West climbed out resolutely just like passing through the enemy's trenches. The Duke of Nia tried to help King West, but was rejected, "No, I just haven't practiced crawling for too long, when I suddenly remembered, I tried it."

The Duke of Nia wanted to say: If your Majesty can stop shaking his legs so obviously, he will be more convincing.