The last golden silk bear in the universe

This time Song Changan took an extra long time to transform into a human form. Every time Arnold went back to his room to see him, he slept soundly.

Same as the little golden silk bear when he slept, Song Changan still sleeps restlessly now.

The first time Arnold tucked the quilt for him and stuffed him with a pillow inside, fearing that he would suddenly turn into a little golden-haired bear in the middle of his sleep, but soon Song Changan proved that Arnold was thinking too much with his actions. too much.

Arnold's posture is different every time he comes back, almost the whole body is lying on the quilt, with two thin white long legs straddled randomly, only relying on some unfounded luck to not fall off the bed Go, Arnold is also very puzzled about this.

Last time, I was afraid that when I was sleeping, I was thinking about his panties so that I could lock myself firmly in the bed. Now that there is no restriction, it will naturally reveal its original shape.

In the end, Arnold didn't care how he slept, and just turned up the temperature of the room, so that someone who didn't know what a quilt was was not going to catch a cold.

Every time he comes back, he will stand by and watch for a while. Arnold doesn't know what others think, but he knows in his heart that he prefers the Chang'an in front of him.

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When Song Changan opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the edge of the bed, with his arms hanging down on the blanket that had fallen by the bed. He blinked, and turned over and lay on his back.

Because there was an entire quilt under his body, which was soft enough and not uncomfortable, he lay down for a while, only to realize that he hadn't transformed back at this time.

This was the first time he had lasted so long in human form.

Song Changan hugged the quilt and rolled a few more times, and sighed comfortably: Sleeping on the bed is so comfortable!

But he quickly recalled what happened last night. After a period of rest, his fingers hurt even more.

Song Changan: "..."

His original desire to revive Chinese cuisine was broken in just one hour, and he had no interest at all, but when he left yesterday, Grandpa Quick and the others were still struggling to shell him, Song Changan felt that even if he wanted to give up Yes, he has to persevere for those who are willing to fool around with him.

After making up his mind, Song Changan went into the bathroom to wash up, there was nothing prepared for him here, and Arnold's could not be used, so he just spent some time rinsing his mouth and brushing his teeth, then took care of everything and went out.

This is also the first time he has gone out without Arnold's company.

He opened the door nervously and looked out. There was no one in the corridor. This realization made him relax a lot.

But as soon as he walked through the door of the office, a lady in uniform was pushing the door out, and met Song Changan's face directly.

"Chang'an, why did you come out alone?"

Everyone knew Song Changan's human form, so he recognized it at a glance. When he saw that Arnold was not by his side, he became nervous for a moment, and Xiaobu ran to his side and looked at him worriedly.

This kind of passionate concern was the most difficult for Song Changan to resist. He first hewed her hello and tried to walk past her to the kitchen.

The other party only saw his nervousness, and held his hand for a while to comfort him. Song Changan felt that she just wanted to stay with him for a while, so it was not good to pass her and leave directly.

A few minutes later, Song Changan was blocked in the corridor by a large group of people pouring out of the office. In the end, it was Arnold who happened to come to see him and rescued him.

Touching his chest with lingering fear, Song Changan was still a little scared, the feeling of being surrounded and moving his hands and feet was really terrible.

Those people look very much like him in the past. On the side of the road, I saw a kitten "meowing" and walked over to let it relax its vigilance, then caught it and sucked it crazily, but now the sucked object is him. That's all.

Song Chang'an: Don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself. If I have the opportunity to go back in the future, I will never do this kind of thing again.

Arnold scratched his messy hair and led him back to the kitchen.

Song Changan: "Didn't you come back to sleep?"

Arnold: "Sleep, don't worry."

Hearing what he said, Song Changan felt relieved and didn't ask any further questions.

When he got to the kitchen, Song Changan was surprised to find that he just slept, and the whole kitchen changed.

The clean and empty kitchen was full of things at this time. The nutrient solution that was originally placed in the corner of the room had been piled up by the door because there was no place to put it. It was replaced by a black steel monster that looked like a legend. Mecha in.

Song Changan should have been particularly fond of this kind of thing, after all, he had dreamed before, but seeing the scene in front of him, his dream couldn't come true.

The huge humanoid mecha was squatting in the corner of the kitchen. In front of him was a metal table covered with grains. He watched the mecha press down his palm, and there was an endless "click" sound, and then it raised its hand, The shells of the grains on the metal countertop had been broken, but the force was appropriate and did not damage the fruit inside.

On one side of the metal table, the broken rice husks are rolled into a machine along the pipe on one side, and when they come out from the other end, only white rice grains are left, which are poured into bags one by one, and even the packing is done by the machine up.

Song Changan: "..."

He actually didn't know how to process the rice, and the rice here was different from what he remembered, so yesterday he could only think of the most stupid way to open the shell manually, but he didn't expect that it was only one night. There is a whole fully automatic assembly line.

Quick, who hadn't slept all night, was also full of energy. He was looking at the fruits of his labor with satisfaction, patrolling his territory with his hands behind his back, completely forgetting his doctoral status, and almost regarded himself as the head of the logistics department.

When he saw Song Chang'an, he ran over with a bag of rice in his arms, and put it in front of him like a show: "Look, Chang'an, Grandpa Quick will prepare as much as you want. Tell me how to do it, and we will eat it for you." Do it now."

Song Changan: "..."

Although surprised, Song Changan soon became happy. No matter how they handled the hard rice, Song Changan was very happy to be able to eat rice that he hadn't eaten for a long time.

He grabbed a handful of rice grains, and had to say that the rice grains here were much bigger than he had seen before. He thought about it and said, "It has to be processed again, I remember that the outside has to be ground off, otherwise it won't taste good. "

Song Changan didn't experience it personally, he just knew about it, the specifics still depend on the practice.

Arnold: "Grind off a layer? Is that so?"

He picked up a grain of rice, stretched out his hands and rubbed it twice, the oval rice grains quickly became smaller, and at the same time, a lot of powder fell down.

Song Chang'an: So how strong is Arnold's hand?

Song Changan calmed down: "It should be like this, but I don't really know."

Hearing what he said, Quick, who was holding the rice bag, waved his hands and said casually, "It's okay, let's try it first. I bought a lot, so I'm not afraid it will fail."

Song Changan nodded, and then watched as Quick walked up to the mecha in the corner with the bag of rice grains in his arms, poured half of the bag on its metallic palm, and then the other hand of the mecha Cover it up, grind it left and right, a piece of white powder falls down profusely, and it gets everywhere.

Song Changan: The image of mechs in his heart is about to be disillusioned.

Looking at the half-small rice grains delivered to him again, Song Changan nodded to show his approval.

Changing to a huge pot, Song Changan had to spend a lot of energy to set the amount of water. He briefly described the working status of the rice cooker. Quake and the others met his needs to the greatest extent. The first pot The rice finally started to cook.

Song Changan moved a small stool and sat next to Arnold. He was a little excited and a little nervous. Arnold found something for him to cushion his stomach and let him relax.

When the smell of rice wafted out, Song Changan knew he had succeeded.

This taste is not as strong as the taste of corn, nor is it fragrant, but in Arnold's words, this taste gives people a very sufficient feeling.

Song Changan took his first mouthful of hot food.

He was a little sad at that moment.

He ate what he used to eat every day in this world that did not belong to him. Although it was not as fine as what he had tasted, it seemed to tell him that he had been separated from the world in the past.

He lowered his head, and it took a lot of effort to hold back his tears. He was very careful, only Arnold saw his expression, but he pretended not to see it, and just patted him on the shoulder lightly.

Then Song Chang'an watched these people eat three big bowls of rice with empty mouth in this half-sorrowful and half-worried mood.

So did Quick, so did Arnold.

In Song Changan's eyes, the rice, which is still a little uncomfortable to eat, has become a peerless delicacy in their eyes. Perhaps it is their natural love for rice that makes them unable to extricate themselves.

Song Chang'an: The ones in front of him are not people, but idiots, especially Arnold, he is not an idiot, but an idiot.

In the following period, rice replaced corn as the most popular food.

Quick sent a portion of rice to the royal family immediately, and the head of logistics of the royal family came in person not long after.

There are indeed chefs in this world, but their level is limited to cooking. If they are exhausted, add some seasonings they have found out by themselves. Song Changan has already tasted it, and the reason they can eat it is because the people here are not very picky.

When he was in human form, he communicated with the logistics staff what he knew about food processing methods, and even if he only needed to provide a function or state, someone would help him research it, and then he always did what he thought of.

And when he became the little golden silk bear, he kept looking through the plant illustrated book, picking out the plants he knew, because this repetitive action made his paws hurt, so all this work was handed over to him. Give it to Arnold to do it.

Song Changan sat there like a mascot, only responsible for evaluating the food made by the logistics department according to his instructions.

Food improvement activities are in full swing. A certain two doctors and a certain major general headed by the scientific research institute have been guarding the kitchen for ten days, making great contributions to the reform of the diet of the people of the empire.

Song Changan was also in a good mood.

But one day, a new message was delivered to the Academy of Sciences.

This was not a news that was casually let outsiders know, but whether it was Quick, Colin or Arnold, they were not wary of Song Changan, and he knew about it easily.

Queen Sophia is pregnant, and a new cub is about to come into the world.