Nonhuman Evolution Guide

The next thing was relatively simple. Mr. Scientist angrily broke away from the tearful embrace of the alien Zhang Chang, and spent the whole dinner angrily reprimanding the dead gay for his inappropriate behavior.Zhang Lin fed Little Al soup with a spoon in a calm manner, and stopped her tendency to tear up all food with her hands, and tried countless times to teach the first combination of humans and aliens to accept the age of civilization.

At the end of the dinner, Zhang Linyu said to Wieland earnestly: "Someone told me that what is in my eyes is what I see."

Before the scientists sorted out the relationship between what and what, Zhang Lin went back to her human room to tell fairy tales with a vain attempt to get out from under the dining table and escape here.

Wieland suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the queen.

In fact, Zhang Lin is also a little puzzled. Little Al has the genes of humans, aliens, and engineers. In theory, he should be regarded as a generation that is easy to accept new things. Why is he so obsessed with the tradition of aliens?

Of course at this time, Zhang Lin always selectively ignores the time when Little Al was still a face-hugger and a bug egg. He was forcibly injected with genes once by his second father, requisitioned by his own father to block his vitals countless times, and was swallowed by a giant. Almost digested it once, and accepted the thinking of the two fathers when he was the most vulnerable and about to break his chest.

The road was too bumpy to bear to look straight at.

Closer to home, when Zhang Lin was sulking (and watching TV) on the sofa, Big Blue Bottle was smiling like a human on the green space of Central Park in the town, watching Little Al play games with the little human friends.

The surrounding parents thought that this beautiful little girl was a bit too lively, and her father who was wearing a black bowler hat looked a little too pink and terribly pale...that was weird enough, okay?

But at least according to the current situation, Zhang Lin's proposal has played a certain role. In front of many (seemingly) friends of the same age, Little Al finally feels that drooling is not an honorable thing.It has to be said that when Little Al is not staring at the Blue Star with her green eyes, she looks like a very cute and delicate doll, and she is so healthy that every parent is envious.

Especially the creatures in the whole park - including the large pet dogs brought for a walk by the owner, all lay obediently at her feet.

trembling.

Not far away, the big blue bottle was watching her every move with a flat face, and little Al was staring at her followers with puffy faces.The Blue Star stalker wailed a few times, leaning his fragile neck to curry favor with her, trying to use his usual way of getting along with his masters to change this terrifying creature exuding a terrifying aura.Little Al blinked his big blue eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled the hair on the top of the husky in front of him.

The big dog gave a low bark, and showed off its cuteness (stupid) with watery eyes.

For some reason, Little Al suddenly felt that she didn't really want to eat these blue star creatures, so much so that she even had a slight liking for their companion blue star creatures.

Although the owners of these blue star creatures are very surprised why their pets suddenly become trembling m, really trembling, and really m.

A few hours later, when Big Blue Bottle returned to their current home with Little Al, who was rarely struggling to pounce on every Blue Star on the road, Zhang Lin was swearing at the recipe.And the uninvited guests next to him didn't have the slightest sense of being guests, and expressed a certain degree of verbal attack on Zhang Lin, but Zhang Lin didn't even refute it.

Obviously, the number of segments of these bits is a little higher.

"If you're going to have nothing to do with your human neighbor, give him this," said the shortest of the uninvited guests.

Another person next to him also expressed his opinion: "Maybe it won't be so bad, they may hate you for revenge."

Based on Big Blue Bottle's understanding of the Lord of the Nets, if the current situation is allowed to continue, then there is a possibility that Zhang Lin will burst his shirt on the spot to show his strength and force the people present to shut up.

When the new pot of food was finally burnt, Zhang Lin couldn't bear it anymore: "Eat you, put you all on the table! Will Wieland manage the Dimension Bridge properly!"

Several uninvited guests said that other people taste better. Little Al listened to the conversation of the Blue Star people boredly, and slightly missed her followers who were forcibly dragged home by the Blue Star companions.She tugged at the corner of Big Blue Bottle's clothes, and said softly, "Papa, shall we eat Blue Stars today?"

Uninvited guests: "..."

Zhang Lin laughed at them: "I'll tell you a story about Zengzi killing a pig later. Simply put, you can't deceive children. If you say you want to eat, you must eat."

Uninvited guests: "..."

In the next second, the uninvited guests expressed that they were here for a friendly meeting on behalf of the plane, and applied for a cordial handshake with the number one heir to the Nets.

The big blue bottle picked up Little Al with a normal expression, passed the eyes of the uninvited guests, and went directly upstairs.

Zhang Lin leaned on the stove and stood with his chest in his arms: "Today is not the weekend, and you are asking for leave so frequently, are you planning to give up Caltech and follow me to the network building to open up new territories?"

"That's a good idea," Sheldon replied, "especially since you are lacking education at the moment, we can try to open a school in the net."

"Thank you for your kindness," Zhang Lin said expressionlessly, "It's a pity that we are stupid aliens, we can share our thoughts, and it is enough for us to count how many eggs we have."

Sheldon opened his mouth, but didn't speak, and tilted his neck to make a "do not help" expression.

"Okay, let me explain why I'm here." Leonard pushed his glasses helplessly, "Peter thinks that we Blue Stars don't have much time, maybe this time is the last time to meet you, and the girls will come over on weekends , we can have a lively party, just so you don’t have to make dark dishes to entertain your neighbors.”

Zhang Lin was silent for a while, then turned around and threw the burnt pot into the trash can.

The weekend came quickly, and the homeboys occupied the other rooms on the upper floor, spending the whole day playing games with the teenagers from the net house, Zhang Linguang felt heartbroken listening to the voices from upstairs.

Fortunately, it only took 10 minutes for the video game to buy the drones of the first batch of Blue Star Reticulum sightseeing group, which at least proved the feasibility of the policy of transplanting the earth's culture.