Personality V: I will save everything

Snow days are full of joy and surprises! What is the greatest joy? Of course, it is the ability to have a snowball fight! This is a great activity for people to forget the cold and release their energy.

Look, our lovely little Carl worked very hard and finally succeeded in building a super-large snowball that is much bigger than his smart little head.

So, the question is, who is he targeting with this elaborate behemoth? Hey, in fact, the answer has long been hidden in his eyes that are shining with cunning light - the target has been locked.

All that was heard was a deafening shout: "Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!" Carl excitedly raised the snowball in his hand high above his head, and like a charging soldier, he ran towards the person he had chosen at lightning speed.

However, when he was only inches away from his goal, he suddenly stopped abruptly as if he was under a spell.

It turned out that Andrew, the clever brother, could guess without much thought what his innocent and slightly mischievous brother would do to him in this icy and snowy place. So, he had prepared a plan to deal with it early on.

Andrew calmly took out a seemingly ordinary snowball from behind his back, but if you look closely, you will find that this snowball is not ordinary at all.

Its surface was densely covered with sharp toothpicks. From a distance, it looked like a little hedgehog with sharp spikes all over its body, which was intimidating.

Faced with such a powerful defensive weapon, poor Carl was stunned for a moment, and his original aggressive momentum disappeared without a trace.

In desperation, he could only reluctantly smash the big snowball that cost him so much effort and energy onto his head...

At this moment, Carl had an expression of both grievance and annoyance on his face, as if he was saying: "Woo woo woo, why am I so unlucky! (＞＾＜)"

Andrew: Hey~ hey~ hey~ (the villain's evil laughter)~ Little guy, there's no way you can fight me!

As for Joke, he had no intention of paying attention to the fight between his two brothers. He just squatted alone, concentrating on fiddling with a pile of snow in front of him.

Looking closely, it turns out that he is using a small and cute clip to build a snowman. The reason why it is called a "little snowman" is that the clip itself is a tool specially used to hold snowballs. It is of moderate size, just enough to make round and delicate snowballs.

There is an interesting story behind this snow clip! It dates back to when Carl was only eight years old.

One day, the mischievous Carl suddenly had an idea to take out the ice mold from the refrigerator. He then excitedly used it to hit the fresh snowflakes that had just fallen, trying to make them into small snow bricks.

At this time, Alva and Newton happened to pass by and saw Carl's ingenious but slightly clumsy behavior. They suddenly had an idea and decided to work together to make a small clip specifically for snowballs for Carl to play with.

Since the required materials were simple and easy to obtain, and the production process was not complicated, it didn't take long before a brand new snowball clip appeared in front of Carl.

At first, Carl was very excited to get his new toy and kept using the clamps to make round snowballs. However, the good times didn't last long and he soon lost interest in simple snowballs.

However, this did not pose a problem for the two geniuses, Alva and Newton. They constantly changed the patterns according to Carl's preferences and created various and lifelike works one after another.

First, there was the cute little duck, then the furry little bear, then the cute little snowman, and finally even a small Christmas tree full of colorful lights was successfully created by them..........

It can be said that there is nothing new that these two people cannot come up with, except for things that people cannot think of!

The result of doing this was that Carl successfully caught a cold from playing in the snow (′-i_-｀).

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But having said that, everyone still likes this little clip. At least the little snowballs made with it are very cute, aren’t they?

Then............

"Jack, don't tell me this is your performance this morning..."

Luchino was almost speechless. How idle do you think a person has to be to make so many snowball ducks?

Looking around, Joke had made a row of about 20 little ducks.

Some people may say, 20 is not a lot?

Come, turn your head and look over there...

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Wow, an army of ducks is marching into the manor!

"You are such a sick person that I can't even describe you." Luchino was almost speechless. He really didn't know what kind of mood Joke was in when he made so many snowball ducks.

This is not the point. The point is that Qiu Ke actually arranged them neatly one by one.

Joke: ┑(￣Д ￣)┍ Blame me

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the other side,

Eli stood in front of the clear window on the second floor, holding a cup of steaming hot chocolate in his hand. He squinted his eyes and quietly looked down at the scene downstairs. The wind was cold, but the house was warm like spring, and the rich aroma of hot chocolate filled the air.

"Oh, winter is so nice! Hot chocolate and snowmen are a perfect match made in heaven!" Eli murmured softly, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rising up, revealing a satisfied smile.

At this time, a clear voice came from behind: "Are you living a retirement life in advance? Why don't you go downstairs and play with those children?"

It turned out to be Annie who came over. Due to her physical discomfort, Annie could not go downstairs to enjoy the fun of playing in the snow, and could only look at the snow-covered world outside the window. Gangi was worried that Annie would feel lonely, so he stayed upstairs to accompany her.

Hearing Annie's words, Eli turned around, smiled at her, and explained, "I just like to watch quietly like this, and it's so cold outside, I'm afraid I can't stand it."

However, Gangi disagreed. He couldn't understand why the young Eli always acted like an old man. In his opinion, young people like Eli should be full of vigor and vitality!

Eli: (^_^) ~~?

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the other side,

While everyone was either running outside excitedly to play with the pure white snow, or sitting around the warm and comfortable fireplace chatting and laughing, the mischievous Mike, like a cunning little fox, quietly sneaked into the kitchen of the manor that was filled with fragrance again.

What was even more surprising was that this time there was no one with him.

So, how will things develop next? I guess everyone present has a rough guess in their mind~

All I heard was a loud bang that shook the earth and resounded through the sky: "BOOM!!!!!!"

This sudden explosion really plunged the entire manor into chaos and panic! If we were to say who was the most unlucky person in this disaster, it would have to be Jack!

You know, the huge impact force generated by the explosion was so strong that it directly shook down all the thick snow piled up on the roof.

Poor Jack had been leading his majestic army of ducks strolling and playing leisurely in the snow, but in the blink of an eye he met with a devastating disaster - all the ducks were killed and were buried under the overwhelming white snow.

Not only that, even Joke himself was not spared. He was smashed into the cold and hard ground by the heavy snow like a hill that fell from the roof. He was in a terrible state, it was simply horrible to look at!

"Juke!!! Are you okay?!" Along with this terrified and anxious cry, everyone's eyes turned to the place covered with thick snow.

However, even if Joke wanted to respond to Luchino at this moment, he was powerless to do so, because he was completely buried deep in the freezing snow and could not make even the slightest sound.

Thanks to that moment just now, Luchino keenly felt that the cold outside was about to freeze people's bones, so he hurriedly called out to Andrew and Carl, asking them to quickly go into the house to avoid the cold and keep warm.

It was precisely because of this timely decision that the two children escaped and were not buried under the terrible snow like Jack.

"Hey!!! Is Joke really buried under the snow?!"

Another scream was heard. It turned out that the snow that had just been shaken down by the sudden huge explosion had attracted everyone's attention.

At this moment, Gangi, Annie and Eli, who were on the second floor, were staring through the window at what was happening downstairs.

They hurriedly opened the window to check if their friends playing in the yard were safe. When they looked over one by one, they found that everyone was still standing there, but Joke was missing.

"Hurry! Go downstairs and help. Joke must be buried in the snow. Oh no, the situation may be worse than we thought...or should I say...help!!!"

The people coming down from upstairs were holding shovels, buckets and other tools, while Lucino, Andrew, and Carl, who were already in the yard, started shoveling snow.

There was so much snow on the building that the fallen snow was almost as high as a floor. Jack was buried under the snow and it was unknown whether he was injured or not.

Everyone was getting extremely anxious, not to mention the humans, even Muro's wild boars were sniffing around in the snow anxiously, trying to find Joke's scent and confirm where he was.

Fortunately, Jack's hair is red, which makes it easy to find him in the white snow. Otherwise, who knows how long he would be buried in the snow.

Joke, who was rescued from the snow by everyone, was as resentful as a ghost. He walked towards the kitchen with a menacing look.

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In the spacious and bright kitchen, Mike stood there motionless, staring at the indescribable pile of things in front of him. The pile of things was placed on the operating table in a mess, as if it was the remains of a cooking disaster.

Looking at Mike's appearance at this moment, he could only be described as in a state of disgrace. His originally neat and clean clothes had now become tattered, as if he had been through a fierce battle.

There were burn marks and holes all over his clothes, and some places even emitted wisps of black smoke. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his original features could not be seen at all. Even his hair was not spared, and was blown up, turning into an exaggerated afro.

However, for poor Mike, even worse things were waiting for him!

He was seen running around the kitchen in panic, desperately looking for a corner or crevice to hide in. He knew very well that an adult would come into the kitchen and scold him mercilessly.

Just as Mike was running around like a headless fly, suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the kitchen door was kicked open. Then, a tall, serious-looking man appeared at the door.

This person was Joke, he crossed his arms, his mouth slightly raised, revealing an elusive smile. Although Joke seemed to be smiling, for some reason, Mike felt that his expression was even scarier than that of a demon.

"Mike, I think I told you not to go into the kitchen alone, right?"