“I don’t have much capacity to sell.

"Is it possible that you really have to accumulate ten or eight years to complete indicator two?"

Take a look at the flower pots in the corner.

A green bud sprouted out of the broken flower pot.

Um?

Bud sprouts?

The last twilight shines into the windowsill.

The white latte came to the corner of the wall and picked up the flower pot.

I saw a bud really emerged from the soil!

White Latte remember that the old lady’s jujube’s requirements for fertility are very exaggerated. If the fertility is not enough, if a jujube pit is planted, there will be no noise.

But now, it actually sprouts!

What does this mean?

It means that the old lady’s dates can be planted! It means that the second indicator of the sharpshooter has been settled!

It means that the manure bullet is really effective!

The white latte was overjoyed.

Look at the Infinite Refill next to it.

It still pouted.

Still angry about what happened last night?

But now, the manure bullets it makes are crucial, but it is unwilling to do it, but it cannot force it to command it...

White latte frowned.

It's time to have a good talk with this gun!

"Hello."

"Hello, boss."

It still pouted.

“I have a lot to say to you.

“Your management level has disappointed me!

"I dug a hole for you, I hit someone for you, but you let me eat manure?

"I can't accept it!"

The white latte is very embarrassing.

The main thing is that a gun can speak?

Will you also question the boss's management level?

"Don't you like eating manure?"

"Of course I don't like it!

“After all, who would like to eat manure?

“I love the fiery stuff!

“It will shine, burn, explode!

"Boss, you have to be nice to me.

“When disappointment accumulates enough, it’s time to leave!

"Boss! I suggest you find two tons of gunpowder or two tons of kerosene immediately to repair our relationship!

"If you really can't find it, the coal is actually okay."

White Latte is very confused.

This gun calls me boss? Dreams reveal that if I die, it will die? It likes to eat things that can glow, burn, and explode? It doesn't like to eat dung? It can't accept tough orders? It's quite arrogant? The character of this gun is like a rookie employee. But I need to make dung bullets...

The chaotic thoughts turned into a cloud of numbness in my mind.

The white latte was not in a hurry to answer.

Just rub the temples.

Think slowly, recall the scenes of last night, recall the dreams of last night, recall the events, details, and analyze everything you can remember in detail since you got the gun.

This gun has no malicious intentions to me. But it will not obey unconditionally. It can communicate. It still has to follow certain rules, but it will also have a certain degree of freedom. Soil and air are no different from it, but it will take the initiative to choose air and are unwilling to accept manure. Even if it is unwilling to accept manure, it will produce a few manure bullets...

The chaotic thoughts turn into the chaotic result.

Bai Latte had an immature idea in his head.
Chapter completed!