The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

In human society, anyone who climbs to a high position cannot put too much thought on other people, or is not limited to human society.

Unlike romance dramas, they are even less likely to fight to the death for a heterosexual partner or something like that.

Of course, except for the second generation, and it also needs to be the second generation with little tutoring.

To put it bluntly, if you are at a higher level, unless you have the shadow of your ancestors and are not taught by your family, otherwise, those beings may act arbitrarily, but it is basically impossible to be like in the TV series, where they will love whoever they catch to death.

Abigail is a ghost and god, a ghost and god who is almost at the top echelon of human combat power. She works hard and endures hardships. She did not get to where she is today just to get married, let alone fall in love.

There is no need to say that she is not short of love, she just needs to show some sensibility occasionally. There are many handsome men and beautiful women, even men and women lining up to love her in different ways.

I will give you whatever position you want. Please trust the professionalism of these people and don’t worry about being distracted.

Why are you in a high-level position, longing for love and affection, stop talking nonsense, who are you looking down on? You can look down on the senior management, but you must not ignore those who want to cling to the senior management's thighs.

So, Abigail and Mu Hua may have fun and play, but there will basically not be any complex emotions beyond friendship. In this regard, they probably don’t look down on each other. Too amateurish and careless. . .

And in the same stories, there are spinsters who are hundreds or thousands of years old? Still all kinds of pure?

Let me go, that thing is so outrageous, the physiological needs that humans cannot get rid of are directly promoted in front of that kind of setting.

It can be said to be a kind of shameless beautification of women, no, it is already a shameless myth.

Let alone three or four hundred years old, even if she is a woman in her thirties or forties, if you ask her not to have close contact with a man in her life, if she doesn’t have some psychological problems and her fingers don’t have calluses, then we must study her carefully. The family dog.

So, Abigail is single, but she has a harem of boys, maybe a girl group, or dogs. . .

Well, this is a topic that is relatively taboo for men, and it is quite painful to face. Although the third brother is always regarded as the vanguard of the third generation, the story of women and dogs is really better than that of innocent teenagers from all walks of life. There is much more in cognition.

In this regard, you can pay more attention to some dogs. If you encounter the kind of dog that doesn't hug its legs and is accustomed to crawling into its crotch and climbing its waist, don't worry, your eyes will light up and you can think freely, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

Ahem, okay, enough talk, let’s get back to the point.

Abigail not only had a harem, but she also had children. Because she is a woman, she may not have many children, but the number of children and grandchildren is not likely to be too small. Even her grandchildren and great-grandchildren may have died of old age several times.

For beings like Abigail, children and grandchildren are almost the same as men. If they are less, they can be rare, but if they are more, they are no longer valuable. At most, they can be used as helpers with a strong sense of credibility and belonging.

This is extremely normal human nature. The plots in movies and TV shows where people have to live or die because of offspring, inheritance rights, etc. are also quite bizarre. Many people still firmly believe that these are the truth.

But if you look at reality, we have seen several rich and powerful people of that type in our lifetime. Oh, no, have we ever heard of a real-life plot of that type?

If you have never heard of that kind of plot appearing in reality all over the world, but you insist on talking about something trivial like Kowloon seizing the legitimate son, well, seizing, all kinds of seizing, the superior is an only son, it’s okay Yes, there's nothing wrong with it.

And when Abigail discovered that a group of immature ghosts and gods gathered around Mu Hua, Mu Hua's position in Abigail's heart was infinitely elevated.

Abigail is interested in deepening the relationship with Mu Hua, and the most common and relatively long-term way to deepen the relationship is through marriage.

As a result, Mu Hua still had no cubs. . .

Since there is no cub, let him go on his own. Abigail doesn't care about this. After all, marrying Mu Hua doesn't mean he is treating the little girls of his own blood badly.

Of course, Abigail would never want to do this kind of thing to herself. She didn't get along today just to marry a husband and raise children.

As mentioned above, women are no different from men in this regard.

"You'd better save it. I don't want to have multiple grandparents. If you are really serious, go home and train a girl, and we will get married later." Faced with Abigail's kindness of "opening the ancestral hall", Mu Hua thanked her but not sensitively. , let’s rely on his son for this kind of thing in the future.

"Since it's time to look back, why can't you have a daughter?" Abigail spread her hands, Mu Hua also intended to have a close relationship with her, that's fine, she would live a long time, and she wouldn't be in a hurry for this kind of thing.

“儿子不愿意我能揍他，闺女你家小子有本事自己来勾搭。”穆骅摇头，那种什么见不得闺女谈恋爱的说法，简直就是有病。

The two chatted, but the topic changed within a few words. It was obvious that Abigail was no longer interested in her own children.

Compared to Tebitha, Vivian, and Abigail's people who were fighting openly and secretly, Clark's side was very harmonious when it came to choosing among the security guards.

It is not suitable for these prisoners to be placed in Kanins City. Basically, they have to be sent to Hot Spring Township to settle down. There is no serious population in Hot Spring Township yet.

Mu Hua didn't mind having black people in his territory, but he definitely couldn't bring a bunch of black people to the hot spring town right away. If that happened, he might as well turn the hot spring town into a burial ground. The skeletons were easier to feed and more pleasing to look at.

Clark would at most select some mixed-race people with less obvious black physical signs from the non-technical captives, and there were few white and yellow people in this courtyard.

Clark finally picked out 20% to 30% of these captives, and let Abigail's people take away the rest.

Abigail's family was big and she didn't care about any race. Not to mention tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of captives scattered in the Whitman courtyard would not even make a splash.

And Abigail didn't care about this kind of captives. There was no shortage of people in her territory. The main reason for taking these captives away was that it was not easy to massacre them after they surrendered. After all, the technicians in the information processing center were still watching.

"Boss! They are too much. We only need a few people. There are a group of bionic tendon optimization personnel here, but they won't leave any for us!" Eve came from the direction of the information processing center angrily, reporting to Mu Hua from a distance.

Eve, Tricia, and Kui, the three of them went to pick technicians. They probably had a dispute with Abigail's people and came to their own shopkeeper to seek justice.

"Sir." The man with an artificial eye next to the three women looked at Abigail with a little entanglement.

"What's going on?" Abigail asked.

"Sir, the tendon research and development center has been severely damaged, and most of the technicians inside have been killed or injured." The man replied, his eyes secretly glancing at Mu Hua from time to time.

"What do you say?" Abigail suddenly realized and looked at Mu Hua again.

"Well, what can I say, just some captives, there is no need to be fussy." Mu Hua coughed dryly, and while speaking, he pulled the three women aside.

Mu Hua told the three women that they should fight for what they should fight for, but it seemed that Abigail did not intend to be polite and modest with Mu Hua on these technicians.

Pulling the three women aside, Mu Hua muttered and took out a dozen or twenty demon skulls.

"Tricia, take these, go back and put them in the Spirit Hall, let Caroline screen them, there should be many technicians' ghosts in them." Mu Hua said in a low voice after stuffing the demon skulls to Tricia.

"So many?" Tricia was surprised.

"Due to the battle, the ghosts that were transformed also died and injured, but not many. I was afraid that they would devour each other, so each magic weapon only collected 1,800 ghosts."

"These are mainly ghosts in the information processing center, and these are ghosts nearby. There should be some ghosts who can skillfully drive chariots and mechas. Go back and pick them out."

First, four or five demon skulls were separated, and then Mu Hua pointed to the other skulls and explained to Tricia.

"..." After putting the skull away, Tricia rolled her eyes at Mu Hua in anger. This was not a small amount, and they were still arguing with him.

Just as she was about to make fun of Mu Hua, a few more people ran out of the information processing center as if they were chased by dogs.

"My Lord, Your Majesty, come quickly, come and persuade them. Vivian and Diana are fighting, and we can't stop them." The people shouted anxiously.

Everyone present on both sides of Mu Hua and Abigail frowned, and the atmosphere was obviously a little bad.

But after the people came, they saw that Vivian and Diana, who were holding hands just now, were carried out of the information processing center.

At this time, the two women pulled each other's hair, wrapped their legs around each other, and one called her a bitch and the other called her a slut. No matter how the people around them persuaded them, the newly met "good sisters" just refused to let go.

"..." Everyone was silent. Although their brows were furrowed tighter, most of them turned their heads away tacitly, pretending that they didn't see it.

"..." Mu Hua and Abigail looked at each other, and the two slowly approached each other, and finally put their arms around each other, avoiding the dispute far away.

The skeletons and undead were doing what they should do.

Most of the men present were working seriously, but Chen Wenxuan passed his arms through Tabesha's armpits, stretched his arms, and didn't dare to let his palms touch Tabesha's body.

Chen Wenxuan dragged and pulled Tabesha who wanted to go over, repeatedly emphasizing to Tabesha; 'Diana is weak in close combat, Vivian will not suffer. '

The women on both sides rushed to the two women, chattering and persuading for a while. After a while, it seemed that several pairs were torn together again.

Tsk~, amid the noise of electric saws and welding guns, several patrolling dragons circled in the sky, curiously watching the ground, considering whether to spray dragon fire on those females who were gathering together to create chaos.

Charles was still questioning some female captives. Tina gave up on finding trouble with Charles. She looked at Mu Hua, who was arm in arm with Abigail. She didn't touch the dagger at her waist, but rolled up her sleeves.

The dust swept by, and the wind in the desert was a little noisy. . . (End of this chapter)