On this day, Li Qiuran, who had been busy in the laboratory for half a day, walked back to the ranch, rubbing his shoulders. He was ready to relax and breathe in the fresh air.
An excellent biological designer knew how to strike a balance between work and rest!
As soon as he stepped into the ranch, he heard a slightly noisy noise.
Li Qiuran looked over curiously.
He saw a group of breeders surrounding Meow, trying to persuade it.
Meow looked stubborn. It kept shaking its head, holding its phone in its hand.
What's wrong with the little guy?
Li Qiuran could not help but feel puzzled.
Ever since it was born, Meow had not caused any trouble.
Even the breeders were full of praise for Meow.
It ate regularly, did not make noise, and did not fight.
It was also sensible!
It had a purpose in life.
In the ranch, Meow was definitely the most worry-free sprite.
Li Qiuran looked over curiously.
He wanted to know what evil things Meow had done to cause so many breeders to come out.
At this moment, the breeders were surrounding Meow, trying to persuade it.
A few of them even tried to take Meow's phone.
But without exception, Meow dodged them all.
Meow even flashed its claws.
Its face was full of dissatisfaction.
Vaguely, one could hear the breeders advising it, "This is all for fun. Ignore them."
"Yeah!
These people have nothing better to do. "
Meow Meow, on the other hand, said confidently, "How could it be a joke?
They said such terrible things! "
"Besides, we already made an appointment!
Don't stop me!
Where are my hundred-meter-long claws?
I'm going to keep my appointment! "
The breeders looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"What's wrong, what's wrong, what appointment?" Li Qiuran walked up in confusion.
"Meow!
Mr. Prince Charming. "
As soon as Meow saw Li Qiuran, he ran up to him excitedly. He held onto his phone and pouted like a machine gun, saying something.
Li Qiuran listened patiently and finally understood the cause and effect of the matter.
It all started because of Meow's post.
From a scientific point of view, he discussed (and advocated) the potential and future status of the Lower Elves.
According to Meow.
Because what he said was too true, too many people objected.
Thus, a fierce battle broke out.
One side supported the elves, while the other opposed the elves.
Soon, it developed into a real-life PK.
In the end, Meow said solemnly, "Mr. Adonis, my comrades are waiting for me!
I have to go, meow! "
"…" Only then did Li Qiuran realize how wrong it was to give the phone to Meow Meow.
You can learn a lot of knowledge from the Internet.
But at the same time, the Internet was a double-edged sword.
Meow was not mature yet, so it was not a good thing for him to enter the Internet too early.
Fortunately, he discovered it early, so it did not lead to a disaster.
Thinking of this, Li Qiuran confiscated Meow's phone under Meow's confused gaze.
"Mr. Prince Charming!
Why are you doing this to Meow? "
Li Qiuran then picked up Meow and brought him to a corner to explain the reason.
"Meow Meow, what about the practical phone? It's another world."
"Another world?"
"Yes, in this world, people are not responsible for their words and actions."
"Then there are no rules!" Meow did not understand.
When he watched the referees' videos, he learned a lot about the different rules.
Every fight had its own rules.
Every series of fighting matches had different rules.
If there were no rules, wouldn't the world be chaotic?
No wonder so many people said bad things!
Meow suddenly understood.
"Yes!
So, what should we do in this world? "Li Qiuran asked, trying to guide him.
"Teach them the rules!
Be the referees of that world! "Meow shouted excitedly.
He suddenly felt a heavy sense of responsibility.
This was Meow's responsibility as an elf.
"Uh …" Li Qiuran choked.
His original intention was for Meow Meow to stay out of harm's way and ignore those people.
So he patiently explained, "We don't have to care about them."
"Why?" Meow did not understand.
"Because they are hopeless," Li Qiuran said emotionlessly.
"There's no hope?" Meow Meow muttered in confusion. "Why is there no hope?"
"Think about it, they have to work hard every day, right?"
"Meow!" Meow nodded.
"So in this irresponsible world, they have to release their stress, right?"
"Meow, you're right. What does this have to do with scolding people?"
"Because they feel comfortable scolding people.
“
"Why?
I feel bad even when I'm scolding people, meow ~ "Meow was even more confused and frowned.
Li Qiuran's mouth twitched. Meow's world was too pure.
There was no way to explain it.
He could only change the topic. "How are your preparations for being the judge of the Elf Competition? The competition is only a few days away."
"I'm ready!
I'll shine in the Elf Competition! "Meow immediately threw his doubts to the back of his mind and shouted in a bright voice.
He had been preparing for the Elf Competition for a long time!
Everything was ready!
"I'll be the best judge!" Meow said confidently.
"Good luck!
I have faith in you! "Li Qiuran encouraged.
After that, Li Qiuran persuaded Meow to keep his phone safe.
He was going to download all kinds of knowledge and videos about referees from the internet and save them on his phone before returning them to Meow.
Of course!
The internet card on his phone would definitely be turned off!
After comforting Meow, Li Qiuran returned to the laboratory to continue the genetic code process.
At Gu Cheng's house.
In the past month, Tutu Canine had attended nearly ten classes.
He stayed at Gu Cheng's house for the entire third of the month.
Gu Cheng's mother, who had been slightly displeased at the start, now liked him.
It had to be said that Tutu, who was talented and knew how to act cute, was really hard to like.
He would give you a glass of water after you finished your chores.
He would also paint carefully and give you his work as a gift.
In a few days, Gu Cheng's mother was full of smiles every day.
Tutu's work had also changed from the scribbles in the beginning to the shape now.
Perhaps Tutu's talent was already very high.
Now, he could draw the outline of a person in a short period of time.
Every time it drew a picture, its tail would involuntarily wag happily.
The orange paint on it was smeared all over the place.
Gu Cheng was still puzzled by this.
Wasn't Tutu good enough to be an oil painting artist?
Why did he want to be a manga artist?
But thinking about it, it must be because his charm was too strong.
Gu Cheng, who had thought it through, felt relieved.
He opened his phone.
The comics platform was also keeping up with the times.
Many fans would leave messages on the platform urging him to update.
"Brother Cheng, update quickly!"
"I'm in a hurry!"
"I need Tutu to comfort my tired heart!"
Seeing this, Gu Cheng smiled like a chrysanthemum.