[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

Entering Africa in the middle of the night, she did not rush to find out where Darcy appeared, but pulled up the front hem of her clothes as a pocket, and picked small red nuts from the bushes.

Today's landing place is rarely near a pinch of wild fruits. Usually, she finds it too far to come here. This time, the fruits have grown again, so I can pick some more and go back and wash them to taste.

Although if someone else was around, she would definitely be advised not to eat it raw, but Lydia, who has lived in Africa for so long, doesn't believe it.

Wild fruits are poisonous, but they are not poisonous when made into pies or wine. What is the principle?

[The host should stop thinking about it. In real life, not to mention that wild fruits are poisonous, there are indeed a lot of bacteria. Eating them after washing and baking is indeed a way to kill bacteria.] The system added, [not to mention wild animals It can't be eaten, what do you want to eat it?Tula belly? 】

"Ah? Can't you eat hares and wild ducks?" Lydia turned pale.

She still remembers how she learned to kill wild rabbits, wild tits and wild ducks at the beginning, these are not edible?Then she is not cold.

[It's just a notification,] the system explained helplessly, [You are in the virtual world, except for the lighting, it is all virtual, and the hares and ducks you catch are all artificially bred and imported data.To be precise, they are artificially bred rabbits and ducks, not wild ones, let alone a variety of bacterial diseases. 】

How could it really be wild for the host?Do you want to die? ?

"Oh, that's good." Lydia accurately recognized the herbs from the bushes nearby, picked them off, and stuffed them into her pocket together. "I really don't understand what is the use of learning these. And , Speaking of which, when will the virtual ship to Europe depart?"

She heard from the system that when she went back to Europe, with that bag of diamonds, she could not only get on the boat, but also experience the joy of becoming a wealthy daughter.

[Host, you can't expect the system to be by your side forever,] the system said helplessly, [Although our system urges you to learn and improve, the system also has statutory holidays. 】

Taking the hosts to order various etiquette training, basic teaching, and the clothing culture courses they chose themselves, the system only hopes that they can develop Lydia's study habits early so that they can take a vacation.

It, the hard-working and sleepless System No. 101, has worked overtime several times!There is still no salary for double overtime work in the main god space!

This session of host is really the worst session it has ever brought!

"But I don't think it's necessary..." Lydia said, remembering that her mother had a bad cough before, and she found herbal medicine mixed into the soup for her to drink, and it successfully stopped the cough, "Okay, it's still very useful."

Although it can't be used to make money, it is also very good to help the family.

She hummed a song and picked vegetables and fruits, but she didn't realize that Darcy beside her had been watching her for a long time.

When Lydia finished picking happily, she looked up and was startled by Darcy who was so close.

She stroked her chest in shock, and couldn't help complaining, "What are you doing here?"

Why is Darcy so close?Is there something wrong?

"Sorry," Darcy explained subconsciously, "I'm looking at this bouquet of flowers..."

He pointed to the little flower just ahead of Lydia's left, hidden in the grass, almost invisible.

Lydia unceremoniously stuffed the things into the basket in Darcy's hand, then squatted down, and gently brushed aside the grass.

It was a very ordinary flower, with a white base, but the edges were dyed purple, and yellow was dotted in it.

But logically speaking, there should be no pansies in Africa, right?

[The system does as the Romans do, a small easter egg for the host,] the system shook its electronic voice and said, [Are you happy, host?Do you feel the taste of hometown? 】

"Do as the Romans do, that's not how it works," Lydia said speechlessly.

She looked at these delicate and lovely flowers, and thought that Darcy had frightened her because of these flowers, and she couldn't help feeling unhappy.

I came here for the flowers, bah!

She stood up abruptly, and left before Darcy could react.

Darcy froze for a moment.

He didn't understand why Lydia turned her head and walked away, which seemed to have no basis at all.

But it was impossible for him not to chase.

Darcy quietly picked a pansy and put it on the edge of the basket, and also carried the cloth to chase after it.

Lydia walked ahead empty-handed, looking around aimlessly.

Where is it better to go?Should I go near the baobab tree, or get some hemp and come back to make clothes?

She waited for a while but still didn't see Darcy chasing after her, and she couldn't help being a little unhappy.

Why haven't you come yet?

Say Darcy Darcy arrives.

"Sorry," Darcy said out of breath, "Miss Bennet, although I don't know where I offended you, but I am very sorry."

"Don't," Lydia said angrily, "we are not very nice people, please don't talk to me, I'm afraid I'll insult your reputation as a wealthy single gentleman."

After a series of words, she finally felt comfortable.

Lydia crossed her arms and looked sideways at Darcy, waiting for his explanation.

See what this man has to say!

"Sorry," Darcy said hesitantly, "I never thought so. You...you're fine."

His face seemed to be a little red, and as if to cover it up, he added, "Your sisters and family members are all fine."

"The co-author said at the banquet that our Bennet family is not good. You are not the owner of this sentence?" Lydia really didn't expect it, and Darcy said that she forgot.

Is this really forgot, or is it intentional?

"I don't remember. If I ever said that, I'm very sorry. I probably didn't mean it. Please forgive my inadvertence, or my arrogance and complacency," Darcy replied quite frankly, " I'm not targeting your family, if you still don't feel well feel free to scold me too."

He turned his body slightly, seeing that Lydia still seemed very annoyed, and blurted out the words, "If it's not enough, a few blows will do."

Lydia's face flushed red.

Flow, rogue!

Which unmarried lady would fight with a gentleman!The closest contact she has with Darcy is to hand something to Darcy!Hit him a few times!

She was not joking about beating someone!

Darcy obviously also found the ambiguity in his words.

His complexion changed, and he became a little uncomfortable again. He opened his mouth to explain, but he was afraid that his description would become darker and darker.

Seeing Darcy's changing expression, Lydia couldn't stay any longer, so she rushed back to the camp angrily.

Hate!It's so annoying!

After putting things away, Lydia started watering the ground.

Found the scoop and found it was a little wet inside, not as dry as it used to be.

She didn't think much about it, and walked slowly towards the ground with the bucket in hand.

But I saw the fields that had been well watered, hoeed, and even the grass had been pulled out.

The helpful fellow had no idea that it must be Darcy.

Lydia was a little upset, but she didn't know where it came from.

She turned around and found that basically everything was done, so she had to go back to the edge of the camp bored and stay in the stone house she built later, feeling sulky.

It's a good thing that someone has done the work, and Darcy didn't ask for payment. Isn't this double happiness?

[Host, have you written your biology homework yet? 】The system reminds, 【Chemistry is not written yet, you have to hurry up. 】After finishing Ms. An's class before, the host slack off earning hardworking points, and the remaining hardworking points can barely support Yazi.

Under the system's suggestion, several people signed up for six high school courses, political history, geography, physical chemistry and biology. Although some theories have not yet appeared in this era, it does not affect the basic knowledge of learning.

But it's just a bit of a torture to their brains.

Lydia had no choice but to take out her homework, moved the small wooden chair she made outside, and read the textbook in front of the light, concentrating on studying.

At some point, Darcy came over again.

He looked at the contents of Lydia's textbook and felt a little novelty.

When Lydia was biting the tip of her pen and couldn't figure out what to do next, Darcy said, "Can you lend me a look?"

After getting permission, he took the homework and helped Lydia do the math again.

Lydia lost all anger, mainly because the homework was too grueling.

And I was a little entangled in Darcy's attitude towards her, which was completely different on the outside and inside.

Wouldn't Darcy be like her and speak ill of her behind her back?

"I said, Mr. Darcy," Lydia said abruptly, "do you really hate me?"

She wrung her fingers and counted bit by bit, "Back when you see me, it's the same as helping me into the carriage last time, and leave after helping me, and I can't even say a few complete words to me, am I particularly annoying? ?”

Thinking of this, Lydia was a little depressed again.

I didn't expect that after staying in Africa together for so long, he still hated himself so much.

But indeed, Lydia knew that she was very self-willed and reckless. It is estimated that the relationship between seeing up and down is probably one of the few reasons why he retained the remaining dignity for Lydia.

After all, it was because of her strong position in Africa.

Darcy was writing his homework seriously, and almost ruined the whole homework with a shake of his hands.

"I don't hate you," he whispered, "It's not because of that..."

Darcy paused again.He looked at Lydia, obviously now is not the time, whether he is timid or cautious, it is not appropriate now.

He sighed, lowered his head and finished writing the last line, and closed it, "The concept above is very novel. I wrote some calculations and explanations. See if you can understand it."

After Darcy handed over the notes, he looked at Lydia's slightly flushed face against the firelight.

He unconsciously grasped and released his hands on his knees, and suddenly realized that he couldn't stay like this any longer.

"Miss Bennet, I..." The words turned around, "How are you doing recently?"

"There's nothing wrong with that," Lydia replied, writing, "just get by. Why are you in London?"

She remembered well that Mr. Bingley's rent was enough to cover the winter, and it was still summer.

"There's something urgent, come back and deal with it," Darcy explained.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and asked Lydia, "Miss Bennet, in the mind of a lady of your age, what kind of person is a candidate for a husband?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Darcy regretted it, which was not at all what he would say when he was usually emotionally stable.

"Sorry, I'm taking the liberty," Darcy added, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I just suddenly thought of this today..."

Fortunately, Lydia did not realize any major problems.

"Is it related to your sister?" Lydia understood Darcy somewhat, "Well...let me think about it."

She thought about it seriously, and then pondered over her words before speaking.