The Woman who Became the “Male” God

In the evening, Anxian returned to the office and saw He Lin standing on the balcony, holding his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, with an infinitely worried look.

"What's the matter?" An Xian asked strangely.

"Nothing." He Lin's voice was low and calm, but his heart was manic.

He actually played enthusiastically with an old man all afternoon, just to get through the game copy and get the title of mortal! When the egg rewards for the clearance appeared on the screen, he still clapped his hands with the old man to celebrate, the kind of stupid that seemed to have conquered the world, just think about it, he can't wait to destroy his humanity and delete the files again!

He Lin realized that he might really be sick, and that he was very sick.

An Xian didn't know He Lin's inner suffering, so he sorted out the computer data and greeted: "The cafeteria is about to open, let's go together."

He Lin remained motionless in her current posture.

An Xian added: "There are your favorite braised pork ribs, secret hericium and assorted custard."

He Lin's eyes lit up and he flashed to her side in an instant, and asked, "Is there any tofu?"

"It should be." An Xian said as he walked out.

"Great~~" He Lin hurried a few steps, walked five or six meters in front of Anxian, turned around and waved at her, urged, "Dad, hurry up, I'll go take a seat for you first."

Before the words fell, the person had disappeared in place.

In the next second, he appeared in a huge meal-making team with two dinner plates in his hands, his indifferent gaze crossed a row of brains of different shapes, staring blankly at the meal-making window in front of him. Just a moment ago, he became him again.

"Big baby, what's in a daze? It's you." A person behind him poked He Lin's back and reminded him in a low voice.

He Lin turned his head and saw a man with messy hair, a hospital gown worn by him as a fashion show, with a paper badge pinned on his chest.

Seeing this person, a poem immediately appeared in his mind: [...I am a torch, you ignited me, let me sway passionately, and the flames illuminate people. You hold me in the palm of your hand and show me the world. Ah~~ Dear Dad, you are my fire stick, you are my lighter, you are my combustor, and you are my master. 】

Ah, let him die!

He Lin squeezed the metal tray tightly, trying his best to suppress the urge to kill. This person in front of him is the **** Bobby who taught him to write poetry! Damn, since they have split their personalities, why not let him forget all these messy things?

"Hey, big baby, what do you want to eat?" A rough voice came into He Lin's ears, interrupting his thoughts.

The uncle chef tapped the plate with a spoon, and said with a gentle expression: "Today you have your favorite ribs, custard, and hericium."

He Lin: How do you all know what I like to eat? No, I don’t like these at all!

He Lin raised his hand and tapped several times on the ordering screen, and he ordered all dishes that he didn't usually eat.

"Oh, my big baby changed his taste today?" The chef teased while serving him dishes.

He Lin: Try calling "Big Baby" again! I promise not to kill you.

Picking up the dinner plate full of food, He Lin walked straight to An Xian's location and handed her one of the dinner plates.

An Xian noticed that He Lin's dinner plate was filled with dishes he didn't like to eat, but his own one was selected according to her taste.

Slowly seated, An Xian looked at He Lin with interest. Just after taking two bites, there was an expression on his face ready to blew himself up.

Before in Siyou Mountain, he ate all the vegetables, fruits and vegetables that were planted leisurely or meat that was raised by the spiritual temperature. Not only is it natural and delicious, but it also replenishes spiritual power. Although the quality of the ingredients purchased in the cafeteria is good, there is no aura, and what he eats is just a taste. As a result, He Lin ordered dishes that were unpalatable today, and naturally he couldn't swallow it.

"I haven't eaten it yet, give it to you." An Xian clamped all the ribs on his plate to He Lin.

He Lin threw away the fork and stared at her coldly.

An Xian didn't care, took his fork, forked a piece of spare ribs, and shook his mouth: "Is it really not?"

He Lin didn't move at all, but he suddenly stretched out a fork next to him, gently picked it, and lifted the ribs to the sky, then fell down, and was inserted into his mouth by a bald girl.

She was gnawing on the ribs while staring at He Lin's dinner plate.

He Lin subconsciously moved the plate inward, raised his hand to block it, and guarded vigilantly.

The bald girl coldly glanced at him and walked away leisurely.

He Lin heaved a sigh of relief and looked up to Anxian and said, "Dad, it was so dangerous just now. The ribs you gave me were almost taken away by someone else."

After saying this, his expression reappeared that kind of sluggishness that seemed to be stuck.

An Xian estimated that this guy may be in a period of personality disorder. On the one hand, he is rational and proud, and on the other hand, he is naive. The three views of the two are very different, which makes the system incompatible. In fact, as long as the rational side is willing to accept the simple side, they can become one. However, it seems that the distance fusion seems to take some time.

An Xian didn't know at this time that He Lin had more than two personalities, and the one that really dominated him was a personality that even she didn't understand, or to be more precise, an incomplete personality.

He Lin, who had awakened the Godhead, had a confused memory and lost his cultivation. He had only the Godhead without the corresponding strength and realm, and could not adapt to the huge gap of nine days of falling.

In the middle of the night, He Lin sat on the roof, exhaling and practicing Qi, only to find that there was no aura at all between the heaven and the earth.

He frowned, rolled over from the roof, and went to the office to fetch the keys. He didn't say hello, and drove straight to Siyou Mountain in a quiet car.

An Xian watched him leave, but did not stop. For a guy whose IQ fluctuates sharply between 20 and 250 at all times, she is still very tolerant.

The next day, He Lin woke up from entering Ding and found that he was the only person in the small building. He panicked. He didn't even care for breakfast and hurried back to the mental hospital. The first sentence when he saw An Xian was awkward: " Dad, why did you leave me alone in the small building? I am most afraid of loneliness. If you don't have time to accompany me, just leave me in the mental hospital and I will be behaved."

An Xian: "..." Can I take it myself?

He Rin's state of fine separation mainly relies on his own slow recovery. Anxian can only dispense his medicine on time to ensure that he is mentally stable and happy, and will not cause other mental illnesses.

Two days later, registration for the garden competition started, and most of the pollen came to join in the fun. Anyone who has watched a flying ball game is impressed by the leader's flowers and grass players, and a few packs of seeds are only a few hundred to a thousand points, and most people can afford it. As long as you have time, even if you don't have enough financial resources and space, you can build a simple small flower garden indoors. Not to mention the products produced by the leader, quality assurance, can not be bought at a loss, can not be fooled.

Anxian also began to design his own garden.

According to the planting environment, it is divided into indoor, outdoor and grid objects. The grid objects here refer to "format creation", which means that plants are cultivated in a specific environment to form a specific shape according to the characteristics of plants.

According to plant species, it is further divided into fruits and vegetables, flowers and trees.

Anxian plans to design four types of gardens, indoor fruits and vegetables, indoor climbing vines, outdoor gardens and lattice gardens.

The fruits and vegetables are mainly herb plants with short growth cycle, which are both edible and ornamental.

The design of indoor climbing can be large or small, flexible and changeable.

Anxian expects that most people will choose these two types, which are simple and affordable, and do not take up space. They can also eat the fruits and vegetables they grow at home and feel the natural atmosphere.

Outdoor gardens need relatively ample growth space, suitable for local tyrants' pollen.

The lattice garden is quite special. You can choose a fixed cultivation environment or a mobile cultivation environment. The degree of freedom and creation space are very large.

The Seed Bank of Huahua World uses a cross-combination classification method. If a buyer purchases flowers and trees that cannot be planted together, the system will immediately pop up a prompt to help the buyer filter. Buyers can also put all their favorite seeds into the shopping basket at one time, and then let the system classify them as a whole according to plant attributes and growth conditions. Buyers only need to choose the seeds they like from these categories.

As the New Year approaches, An Xian is still busy in the flower field. With no relatives in this world, she has long forgotten the feeling of the New Year. It wasn't until Segler called and invited her to the family party organized by Monica.

An Xian looked at Roy in the spirit state, but finally refused. She really had no reason to leave Roy behind and go alone to spend the New Year with his family.

However, seeing everyone lively, thinking that she is not the only one at home now, it seems that she should also be active.

So An Xian took He Lin home, and gathered the minions, lion guards, flash tails, and the raccoon family, plus the flowers and plants of the mountains, to have a sumptuous meal under the blue sky and white clouds.

An Xian also prepared gifts for the pets. The minion is a storage bracelet, the lion guard is a defensive collar, the flashing tail is a pill to improve spirituality, and the furry family is a set of customized red scarves.

He Lin sat on the stone bench and watched Anxian handing out gifts. Although his expression was dismissive, the tapping fingers still revealed his inner expectation.

After distributing the pets' gifts, An Xian raised her head to look at He Lin. The latter sat down immediately, thinking in his heart: If he gives me a gift later, I can't accept it too simply, and I must let him know that I am not the kind of layman who refuses to come and has no style.

As a result, after waiting for two minutes, I didn't wait for Anxian's gift. He Lin looked back and found that he was clearing the table. He seemed to have completely forgotten that there was another person who had no gifts!

He Lin stared at him, trying to attract his attention with his sharp gaze, reminding him of what he had missed.

Seeing An Xian turned and walked into the house with the dishes, He Lin's pride disappeared instantly, and he went on the line naively, jumped up, and flashed to An Xian, blocking the door with long hands and feet, looking at him with gleaming eyes: "Dad ,where is my present?"