Please

"I don't think it's appropriate. Let's forget about this non-genetic inheritance." The king frowned and said coldly.

Although he is now about forty years old, his face still looks like that of someone in his early thirties. He is not angry and intimidating, and his facial features are sharp and majestic.

The old dean did not expect that his perfect decision would be vetoed. He was stunned on the spot. After a moment, he recovered and stuttered: "Why, why, why?"

"Modern science and technology are advanced, and the pace of life is so fast. Who has the time to care about non-genetic inheritance? No one is willing to take such an unpopular subject."

"But……"

"Okay, go back, I have other things to deal with." The king waved his hand casually, signaling for people to go down quickly.

The old dean wanted to say something more, but seeing the impatience on the king's face, he finally sighed helplessly, shook his head and left.

Seeing the person leave, the king looked down at the beautiful face on the phone again, with an unknown emotion flashing in his eyes.

…

"Wow, this thing is really hard to make up." Xiong Ruoyou looked at the wounds on his hands and asked Yi Beixuan to borrow a healing device to treat the blisters on his hands.

Not only her, but several other people also looked sad.

It seems that editing it yourself is not as easy as watching Mu Qingyun edit it.

"Take a rest, don't worry." Mu Qingyun raised her head and glanced at them, then continued knitting.

The internal energy in the body flows along the meridians to the hands, protecting the hands and avoiding the situation of hands full of blisters like other people.

The knitting process was boring and uninteresting. In the end, only Mu Qingyun was still knitting. The others were practicing, playing, and chatting. It was so uncomfortable.

Su watched her knitting alone, ended her conversation with Yi Beixuan, walked slowly to her side, and said softly: "Does your hand hurt? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

"OK."

Hearing this, she didn't shirk away and handed her hand to Su. She looked at the woven seaweed on the ground and frowned with a headache.

The six of them are still too slow. At this weaving speed, when will they be able to live in a big house?

"Otherwise, please beg me and I can quickly help you weave seaweed." Kazel looked at the seaweed and pinched it a few times. "It's just that the weave I make for you may be very wet, and you need to do it yourself later."

drying."

"Forget it if it's fish," Mu Qingyun pulled at the seaweed and gave him a faint look, "They shouldn't be able to do it."

"Who said it was a fish?" Kazel curled his lips helplessly, "There are so many creatures on the seabed, and there will always be some that can weave seaweed."

Hearing this, Mu Qingyun raised her eyebrows in confusion, "You are just a mermaid, why should you let other creatures on the seabed listen to you?"

"Secret." Kazel smiled and stretched out his hand to pat her arm, "How about, please beg me and I will help you. It will save you from wearing out your fingers here and not being able to knit a few.

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[Wow, ah, ah, ah, ah, I’m crazy, help me, do you want me to be so annoying? 】

[Please beg me, let me help you, what kind of American emperor moment is this? Oh my God.]

[It’s so wonderful to choose a tree to live in, let’s get together, let’s get together!]

[Let me just say that my CP is accurate. I am here to predict in advance that these two people will definitely be together in the future. 】

"Change it." Mu Qingyun said without raising her head. Su's hand was a little cold, and when he pressed it, his fingers felt slightly numb, which was quite comfortable.

"Is it so difficult to beg me?" Kazel chuckled, "You can just say these three words casually. Besides, begging me is not something that is difficult to say."

Hearing this, Mu Qingyun lowered her head and said nothing.

Maybe in Kazel's mouth, these three words were passed off as a joke, but in her case, the word "begging" had too heavy a meaning.

When she was a child, she begged for food every day, and even though her mouth was broken, no one would give her anything.

So when she grew up, she stopped asking for help casually.

"Okay, change it."

Seeing that Mu Qingyun's expression turned not so good, Kazel quickly changed his words.

He is not a cold-blooded person. The word "beg" may involve Mu Qingyun's bottom line. Since it is difficult for people to say it, there is no need for him to continue to persist.

"For the second level, you take me with you for ten days." Kazel propped up his arms and said softly.

Hearing this, Mu Qingyun raised her eyebrows, somewhat surprised by Kazel's sudden "understanding".

"Okay." She held Su's hand, patted it gently, took out her finger and pointed at the seaweed on the ground to signal, "Go ahead, it's up to you."

"No need for those." Kazel plunged into the seabed, swung his tail upwards, and swam toward the depths of the sea, leaving a gorgeous trace.

"Let's go back and rest first." Mu Qingyun stood up and held Su beside her with one hand, "Everyone has worked hard today, go back and have a good rest."

"Brother Mu, you have worked so hard," Xiong Ruoyou walked quickly to her side and hugged her, "You go back and rest, we will take care of today's meal!"

"Yes." Fan Xuanye, who had been silent all the time, also nodded. Brother Mu would find a way to build a house. It must be more than just him. It must be for all of them.

There were four of them in the team, and their contribution was very little. Brother Mu took the lead in cooking and beating people.

"OK."

They all said this, Mu Qingyun didn't shirk, he immediately nodded in agreement and went to the cave to practice.

Kazel did what he said and was very efficient. Within a few days, he was waiting for her at the coast with a pile of woven seaweed in his arms.

"Is it done?" Mu Qingyun came to the coast early in the morning, but she didn't expect Kazel to arrive earlier than her.

"You came so late." Kazel lay leisurely on the shore, slapping the sea water with his tail, and did not forget to complain to her.

Hearing this, Mu Qingyun looked up at the newly bright sky, and was speechless for a moment, "It's only around seven o'clock now, it's too early for you."

Kazel didn't reply to her, but pushed the seaweeds lined up on the shore in her direction, "Here, count them."

"No need." She lowered her eyes and looked at the huge amount of seaweed on the ground. The flame in her right hand was burning, drying the seaweed.

When the seaweed was ready, she called everyone in the cave and took out the bricks and started piling them.

You can't rush into building a house, you have to do it slowly.

"Brother Mu, when can we live in a house?" Xiong Ruoyou looked at the bricks and seaweed and began to look forward to it.

I remember that when she first left home, her father told her with a distressed look on his face that the conditions here were so difficult, but she didn't expect that she could even live in a house now.

Thinking of this, she looked down at the live broadcast device on her wrist. Now she desperately hoped that her father could watch her live broadcast room.
Chapter completed!