It was supposed to be full of hardships and dangers—at least the process of restoration of human physiology had to be a little stumbling. The first attempt, because of Secia's random entry, became... In addition to being nervous, the sense of crisis was completely gone.

Although most of the time it is like this:

Mash and the kind-hearted heroic spirits he met during the journey were fighting in the front line, and Fujimaru Tatsuka was in a hurry but commanded smoothly.In the back, a guy with an incompatible painting style, who would look more like a spectator if he held a bucket of popcorn in his hand, was watching peacefully.

Oh, sometimes, in order not to cause a psychological burden on the frontline personnel, Secia would considerately stand a little farther away and make room for them by the way.

"..."

"..."

"Although I'm still very grateful, but in fact... there's no need to come, right?"

"Well, I also discovered that it's too easy to train children. Damn it, is it because of me that this trip to hone oneself has completely lost its value?!"

Fujimaru Lixiang: "No, no, no! It's very valuable and meaningful! Wait, just take this opportunity..."

The human master originally wanted to find some excuse to comfort the dejected Mr. Secia, but after pondering for a while, he suddenly had an idea.

No matter how you think about it, there is only "that", "that" to make this trip oh no struggle more valuable.

So, at the end of a quiet night, when Dr. Roman, who kept in touch with them through the projection, yawned and went to sleep, the minor duo who were supposed to be sleeping obediently embraced Fufu and surrounded Secia up.

Secia: "You two don't go to bed, why are you looking at me with such earnest eyes. Night talk? I want to ask how Dr. Roman and I met and got acquainted? I don't know him at all—stop Stop! If you have something to say, don't let this monster get any closer to me!"

Secia: "It's easy to say how we met, anyway, it was in an online forum, because of a quarrel with a hateful scum... I don't know how we got acquainted."

"If you don't know, you don't know! Somehow... No, didn't I also say that I'm not familiar with that pink-haired otaku!"

"No matter how much you question me, I won't change my mouth. I don't know if I don't know."

"..."

"Okay... well, since you all want to know how stupid that guy is, I will try to recall..."

*****

That discussion about a certain little girl was not quite a turning point in the delicate relationship between two netizens.

The real turning point should be that one day later, "Solomon was black all his life" suddenly sent a private message to "I also want to eat strawberry cake today" with a photo.

Strawberry Cake scrutinized the photo several times, checked it carefully, and was sure that there was no hidden challenge letter on it.

"This is strawberry cake?"

"Yes."

"Uh... so?"

"It's nothing." Solomon Hei replied super quickly: "I made the freshly baked strawberry cake. I just ate it a minute ago. Because it's so delicious, the strawberries used as decorations are also arranged perfectly. I I think you should take a look."

Strawberry Cake:"……"

There is something to look at, but you can't eat it even if you look at it.It's just that the appearance is really good.

"You did it. I didn't expect it. It almost made me want to say, 'There are no bad people who like sweets and strawberry cake!' That's right. As far as I know, Solomon himself also likes sweets."

Solomon Hei: "Hmph! Do you think I'm stupid for using this method to whitewash the scum? I'll make an exception and tell you that this is the first time I've tried to make a cake by myself. As expected, the most perfect strawberry cake in the world is It was already eaten by me just now. Just look at the photo and drool, hahahahahahaha!"

It's over, and you still say "there is no reason", isn't the real purpose exposed?

Strawberry Cake was speechless for the childishness of the "enemy" on the one hand, but on the other hand, he really didn't take his eyes off the photo.

For some unknown reason, a rather miraculous idea suddenly occurred to him.

It is very possible that Solomon Hei learned how to make cakes just to show off his strength in front of him.

This idea is really too narcissistic, but he somehow felt that the possibility was very high, and he really asked it out of nowhere.

Solomon Hei: "...Have you noticed it? What a cunning enemy, but with such an IQ, he is qualified to be my opponent."

"That's right! For this moment, I humbly consulted the owner of the cake shop I frequent, and wasted several days to ensure that the attempt was successful once."

For some reason, the owner of the cake shop stared at him with weird eyes like marrying his daughter.

The strawberry cake in reality couldn't help blurting out: "My God!"

He didn't expect Solomon Hei to really do this, but he calmed down and thought about it...

It seems that it is not surprising that the guy did such a thing.

Strawberry Cake: "I'm so touched—no, I'm so angry. The most perfect strawberry cake in the world is right in front of my eyes, but I can't eat it! Damn, hate! I'm heartbroken!"

Seeing what he said, Solomon Hei was probably very happy.

I was so happy that I even forgot to say "Solomon is a big scum big scum big scum" today, so he happily said "hehehe I'm going to bed after eating the cake", and the status under his profile picture was instantly switched to "offline".

The abandoned strawberry cake silently rested its chin in front of the computer.

What's going on, although I didn't eat the cake, my emotions seemed to be infected quietly.

His gaze finally shifted from the photo to the profile picture on the forum of "Solomon was black all his life". The man seemed to be looking at it, but actually he was in a daze unconsciously.

Several imaginary pictures suddenly appeared in my mind.

Some red-haired, red-eyed guy who obviously looks a few years younger than he is now, but who can only be regarded as "cute" fell into the flour pile and fought strawberries and cream again.

Freed from the shackles of the blunt photo, the guy in reality should no longer have a stiff face.Finally, the cake is ready, don’t rush to eat it, first take a photo and send it to the Internet——

Judging by the smug tone he used when showing off, he must have been quite lively at that time.

Well……

I kind of want to see it for myself.

Whether it's the cake, or the people who make it, is debatable.

Anyway, when the man withdrew his thoughts suddenly from his imagination, he realized that he had just pressed the mouse button.

He saved the photo of the strawberry cake that Solomon black hair sent him, and then set it as his forum avatar.

"Today I want to eat strawberry cake" who has been holding the same default profile picture for several years, suddenly changed to the real profile picture of strawberry cake, which sparked heated discussions within the forum.

However, the truth of the matter is only known to Strawberry Cake himself and the person who personally made that strawberry cake and ate it in his stomach.

"Well, that guy, actually likes that cake so much..."

For several weeks, Solomon Hei sent many photos of new strawberry cakes to Strawberry Cake.

It's a mouthful, but the meaning should be understandable.

Strawberry Cake was actually discovered not long ago, perhaps because Solomon Hei often travels around the world, and there is a time difference between them as short as one or two hours and as long as twelve hours.

The reason is that it was still morning when the strawberry cake was here, and Solomon Hei quietly added a good night under the picture of the cake he showed off to him.

But this time, the time difference was reversed.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and Solomon Hei's private message was still on the previous "good night", and the new "morning", which was supposed to arrive half a day later, did not arrive for a long time.

Strawberry cake is actually a little restless.

He first finished writing today's work report, then turned on the computer and checked the new posts on the forum.

Still no news, he couldn't sit still, so he went to the bathroom to take a shower.When he came out of the shower and was drying his hair, he still glanced at the cell phone that was left on the table with the screen still dark, feeling quite uneasy.

——Haven’t come yet, what happened today, is there something wrong...

Thinking about it in my heart, I don't know that there are people in another world who are chanting the same words in their hearts.

As soon as Solomon Hei lay down on the bed, he picked up the phone in his hand.

——It's night, did that guy see my private message?No, no, I suddenly thought of a question, is there a time difference between me and him, it's night here for me, and it's daytime for him?night?Or is it late at night when humans are already fast asleep?

He wanted to ask, but after a second thought, he felt that whether it was day or night was in his business, tossing and turning, he decided to wait and see if Strawberry Cake would reply to him.

Add a good evening or good morning to the reply.He will be able to determine the time.

As a result, there was no response for so long.

——Worried, anxious, otherwise, I will send a message to ask?

The man whose ID was Strawberry Cake sat by the bed, hesitated for a while, and opened the phone forum.

——Irritable, irritable, why do I have to wait for him to come to me first!

The young man whose ID is Solomon Hei wrapped himself in a quilt, and hid his mobile phone inside, pressing it on his chest, still emitting a dazzling light.

At last……

That's how the stalemate ended.

"good evening."

"It's night again."

at the same time.

"What about today's cake, don't you plan to show it off to me?"

"Aren't you working overtime pitifully? I baked the cake in the afternoon. I deliberately saved the photos for you to see when I get hungry at night!"

oops.

Hit it.

Time has finally come together.

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