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Xiaomao was holding a design drawing and still thinking hard with a pen in his mouth, when he suddenly felt the phone in his pocket vibrate.

He pulled his thoughts away from the mechanical design, took out his phone to take a look, and couldn't help but sighed softly.

Today is the deadline for registration for the Quartz Conference, and Xiaomao has already told Dr. Oki about his thoughts before.

He concealed things related to Chaomeng, but he just said that he encountered the carp king frenzy, one of the seven incredible miracles of the elves, during his research on the uninhabited desert island, so he wanted to stay here for research.

Dr. Oki was slightly surprised by his choice, but he also expressed consideration and understanding. Although the Quartz Conference is important, its weight cannot be compared with solving the seven major puzzles.

The former is an annual regional event, even if one aspires to the championship, it is also a personal honor.The latter is a celebration for the entire elf research community. Whenever a major puzzle is solved, it will attract a large number of outstanding talents in the next ten years and promote the vigorous development of research.

At least in the eyes of Dr. Oki, who takes research as his lifelong dream, Xiaomao's decision is undoubtedly correct.

Xiaomao didn't answer the call, but after hanging up automatically, the phone vibrated and started again, repeating this three times.

For the fourth time, Xiao Mao, who finally realized that he couldn't escape, still pressed the answer button with some subtle entanglements.

"You didn't come to this year's Quartz Conference." Xiao Zhi's first words were a low-pitched accusation, his eyes were watery, and he looked at him resentfully.

As Xiao Zhi, who regards him as his natural enemy in life, after reading dozens of registration forms in disbelief, he really knew from Dr. Oki that Xiao Mao really did not come to the Quartz Conference—— This incident was not a big blow to him.

Xiaomao spread his hands and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, I encountered some things here, and I'm afraid it will take a few months before I can go back."

Xiaozhi was silent for a while when he heard the words, his expression was complicated and forbearing, and he said in a low voice: "Didn't we agree that we will have a good fight when we come to the Quartz Conference?"

He said this sentence more than once, and used it to prevaricate Xiao Zhi who always wanted to fight him.At this time, the sufferer came to the door, and Xiaomao sighed inaudibly: "I'm sorry Xiaozhi, I did encounter some extremely special circumstances and had to miss this year's Quartz Conference."

More than two months ago, he really had no thoughts or plans to be absent from the grand event in the Kanto region, but now, it can only be said that the plan cannot keep up with the changes, and no matter how comprehensive the itinerary is, it cannot match the character of a cheating father.

Xiaozhi blinked his eyes, his mood calmed down almost immediately, and he asked in a drawn-out voice, "So, you didn't come to the conference because you didn't want to meet me?" This was actually what he struggled with the most. .

"Why should I not attend the Quartz Conference because of you?" Xiaomao frowned, clearly surprised by his thoughts, "This is a rare celebration in the entire Kanto region."

"Well, well, it's really a pity." Xiaozhi lingered for a long time, and finally accepted the answer, blinking his eyes lightly, and asked expectantly, "Then can you come to watch my game?" ?"

The Quartz Competition is an important competition for trainers in Guandu every year. There are many applicants who have to go through multiple assessments and selections. The duration often lasts for more than a month. If you don’t have time to sign up at the beginning of the competition, it doesn’t mean that you don’t have time when the competition is nearing the end. To watch the battle.

Xiaomao was in a good mood, looked down at the blueprint in his hand, and promised: "I think I will finish the work at hand before the quarter-finals. If you can advance to the top eight, I will come to the scene to give You cheer."

Xiaozhi's eyes lit up, and he immediately clenched his fists and swore confidently: "Then it's a deal! You must come when the time comes!"

"Well, of course, don't worry, although I couldn't go to the scene to cheer for you in the previous game, I can watch it on TV." Xiaomao couldn't help but smiled at him, "Come on. "

It was beyond his expectation that Xiaozhi, a single-celled creature, could be calmed down so easily. Xiaomao thought he needed to spend some extra effort, but it turned out that Xiaozhi was actually quite easy to coax.

He hung up the phone and looked up at Chaomeng who had entered a deep meditation state. This time he didn't say anything to ridicule it, but turned on the computer.

Chaomeng immediately stopped asking himself "Who am I", and turned to look at him rather strangely: "That Xiaozhi and you grew up together?"

"You heard this from my head?" Xiaomao thought that the focus of his voice should be "the idiot who grew up together", and his expression at this time was quite strange. Could it be that he was really caught by Xiaomao? Attracted by the protagonist's aura of wisdom, has he won his boyish heart ever since?

Chaomeng's jaw shrank even tighter, his face was a little dark, he snorted heavily, and whipped his tail three times in a row. Seeing Xiaomao lying on the ground pretending to be dead, even if he knew he was pretending, he had already The tail that hung down and was going to twitch the ground abruptly stopped in mid-air.

Chaomeng glanced at him rather coldly, turned around and left without saying a word.

Xiaomao moaned weakly behind him: "I should transfer all my property to someone else's name, so that I won't be beaten to death by you one day, and so much virtual wealth will be gone."

In fact, it really doesn't hurt very much. When Chaomeng first met, he twitched his tail more forcefully than now, and every time he twitched, there would be a long bulging red mark, but now the force is so light that it can only convey warning or dissatisfaction. It means that even a little mark can't be left.

It's just that Xiaomao found that every time he complained, although Chaomeng seemed to sneer at it on the surface, he ignored it, but the next time he smoked, the strength would become lighter again.

But when these words came out, Xiaomao was stunned for a moment, and immediately sat up, pulled the computer next to him, and typed.

Chaomeng didn't care about leaving, and immediately turned back and poked his head and flicked his tail: "What are you doing?"

This kind of typical second-year kid likes to go crazy and emphasize his sense of existence, and can't help but lean over when no one pays attention to him, which makes Xiaomao roll his eyes a little in his heart.

Xia Bo was still complaining to him that day that the alliance refused to allocate enough project funds for the reconstruction of Honglian Island. At that time, Xiao Mao was only concerned with comforting him, and did not realize that he actually had a lot of spare money on hand.

Although his manuscript fee is not a lot, it is more than enough for him to spend several lifetimes, but it may be stretched to rebuild a large research laboratory, and it may not be able to equip the research institute with many high-end research facilities.

Although Xia Bo didn't tell him how much money the alliance gave him, it must be not as much as his manuscript fee.Xiao Mao also really felt a headache for the middle-aged uncle who was already bald.

"The Red Lotus Research Institute, is that research holy place you mentioned?" Chaomeng interrupted after watching him succeed in the operation, "Why don't I see other human donations?"

"Maybe it's because everyone didn't think about it." It seems that donations are not very popular in the elf world, Xiaomao replied uncertainly.

He also couldn't say how much appeal a holy place that has fallen into the mortal world can have. After all, there are not many people like him who have a lot of spare cash in their hands and don't know how to invest in stocks to make money generate money.

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At noon, Xiaomao was feeding the mini dragon wrapped around him with the jelly that Kuailong brought back. He felt his phone vibrate again. He took it out to check the caller ID. Just as he was about to answer the call, he felt a flash of an object in front of him. And pass.

He heard a rather crisp "baji", looked down at the mobile phone that had been smashed by Chaomeng Yiwei, and raised his head in a daze: "Have I been deprived of the right to communicate with the outside world now?"

So this is the fourth natural human right that has been deprived after internal complaints, contemptuous eyes, and mocking expressions?Xiaomao curled his lips, and said softly: "Uncle Xia must be looking for something serious, can you use the phone in my research institute to call him back?"

...Ah, actually this is a beautiful misunderstanding.Chaomeng didn't expect that it wasn't Xiaozhi who called, and he was quite annoyed by the stupid thing he did just now.

However, as an elf with an identity, it did not admit its mistake, but retracted its tail calmly, and then nodded with a deep expression: "You go." After a pause, in order to show its He is very knowledgeable and deliberately added, "The area code for Honglian Island is 9."

Xiaomao smirked at him, because his right to complain had been deprived, so he didn't say anything—brother, I told you about this.

A newborn with no common sense didn’t know what an area code was, so he couldn’t get through threatening calls to the Elf Alliance Center for several days in a row. Always busy".

Given that Chaomeng has the ability to read minds, there is not much difference between Xiaomao saying what he said and not saying it, so his head was taken again as a matter of course.

Xiaomao was too lazy to bother with it, walked into the completed research institute on his own, and hung up on Xia Bo.

What appeared on the screen was the serious face of Xia Bo, a middle-aged uncle who rarely wore a wig. Xiao Mao was taken aback for a moment, but before he could say anything, he saw Xia Bo lying on the screen and asked in a nervous low voice. : "I got Tianben's bank account number."

As an uncle who is committed to getting farther and farther on the road of cold jokes and guessing riddles, Xia Bo didn't have any affection or interest in any online novels, but Tianben's latest novel brought new vitality to the Red Lotus Research Institute.

It is Xia Bo's lifelong wish to rebuild the research institute, which has caused his favorable impression towards Tianben to explode all the time.