"Blind box? What does it mean?" Aladi looked confused.

"They don't even know the blind box!" Midou whispered in her heart. This is simply incredible. Have they not experienced the blind box stage? What about such a fun thing!

Seeing that Alaidi still looked at him with a look of knowledge, Midou had no way to avoid it, so he could only say: "Blind box is a game, it is to spend money to buy the same box, but different hand-company dolls will be opened in the box. Therefore, every time I open it, I look forward to it and excited, because you don't know what it is and whether it is your favorite thing."

Midou tried to describe what the blind box was in the most refined language.

This feeling is simply, I really can't imagine that this is in the more high-tech world of 2070. On the earth, even Midou's grandfather knows what a blind box is.

However, Midou's grandfather was able to know what the blind box was because Midou was popularized. Therefore, it is not the first time that Midou has experienced this happiness at this time.

This kind of happiness is similar to not seeing as if I am a child, but I know more than you!

After hearing Midou's description, Alaidi seemed to understand. He nodded and smiled. He did not have much intention to communicate with Midou on the topic of blind box, but said to Midou: "Well, my little prince of blind box, you can use your way to describe to me what the situation is like in the place you came from."

"Ah?" Midou was not ready yet, and she was a little confused for a while.

Seeing Midou look like this, Alaidi was actually anxious. He quickly said, "You can't cheat, it's your turn! We'll make it."

"Oh." Midou thought Alaidi had a good attitude. He did not deliberately speak to Midou in an adult tone and way just because he was an adult, and he seemed very equal.

"Otherwise, do you think it's OK? I'll write you an essay to describe where I came from." Midou instantly thought that he had another "strategic skill" because he could write slowly and slowly get time. The more time he gained, the more likely he would think about what to do about this matter.

"Composition?" Alaidi was stunned again, "Is it the meaning of writing an article?"

Midou couldn't help it now, and covered her mouth and laughed secretly. After a while, he stopped laughing and said seriously: "Yes, it's just a description based on words."

No, they don’t even need words, right? This question struck Midou’s mind.

Alaidi still didn't recover, and he murmured to himself: "Isn't this what AI should do? There is no AI there?"

"Do you mean that the skill of using text is very low-end?" Midou was a little angry. He was repeatedly stuck in composition and did not work less in this regard. This was not an easy task.

"That's not, I mean...well, I don't think I need to explain it to you." Aladi returned to the majesty of the supreme commander and subconsciously pulled his clothes.

Obviously, he was not sure enough to infer whether Midou came from a higher civilization or a lower-level civilization.

But Alaidi is an adult after all, and he quickly judged from Midou's condition. The little guy was making a small plan. He said seriously: "But I have a limit. You must complete this composition within the time specified by me."
Chapter completed!