Archdruid Farming Online

"Illusion?"

Su Che's voice was not loud, and Gu Zheng, who was on the opposite side of the live broadcast, couldn't hear clearly. He rubbed his knees and muttered to himself.

With his acting skills and the ordinary face of passer-by A, Dailu should... not recognize him?

And at the same time-

"squeak?"

"Ow?"

Squatting at the door and listening to the two hairballs in the corner, they looked at each other thoughtfully.

--Washboard?

——Since it’s what Xiaogan wants, then...

"Squeak!" Gun Gun glanced at the snow leopard.

Logging together, you use your claws to plan the planks!

"Ow?"

how about you?

"squeak!"

I catch bamboo rats!

Let them nibble a perfect washboard out!

"Ow!"

make a deal!

In the bamboo forest of Daqing Mountain, the bamboo rat happily gnawed on the cold arrow bamboo while the owner was away, and did not know that he was written on the list of carpenters who were scheming.

they--

"Ka Chi Ka Chi."

"Huh?"

It's a little cold, and I'm shocked when I gnaw on the bamboo!

"Ka Chi Ka Chi."

……

Originally, the two furries came to ask Su Che for a reward.

——With the fertilizer and gold, it’s time to lie down on a bed and sleep.

however……

In order to show their abilities and relieve the little ones, they decided to gnaw out the washboard first.

"squeak!"

Sharpening knives does not mistake woodworking!

"Meow!"

Listen to you!

Without stopping too much, the furries came and left in the dark, determined to get the job done as soon as possible, and set up territory on the little one's bed, grab the territory, and fight for favor!

pity……

More than ten days later, recalling what happened today, Aunt Xue and Aunt Gun wished they could travel back in time, slap themselves into the room, and then onto the bed of the little one.

What are you being reserved about?What are you shy about?

When I came back a few days later, the little girl's bed was no longer named Gun nor Xue, it belonged to the man kneeling on the washboard on the bed!

The most terrible thing is that the washboard that is kneeling under the knees of the rivals is the result of their hard work!

"Hissssssssss—"

Gun Gun and Snow Leopard were both jealous and jealous, they squatted behind the bed and stepped on the bench, almost scratching the bed where Su Che slept.

……

Aunt Gun and Aunt Xue's visit naturally made Su Che aware of it.

But he said nothing.

When the two of them suddenly ran away for some reason, Su Che even let out a sigh of relief.

Before he met Gu Zheng, it had become a habit for him to tease these furry casually.

——Isn’t it normal for Druids to choose a few cute little animals to accompany them and develop a harmonious and helpful friendship with them?Can it be called scum?

Su Che is very righteous.

However, after meeting passer-by A, this self-confidence... suddenly became less self-confidence.

Chen Jingying and Xiao Xiaoming had already left, and Su Che was sitting at the table alone.

Putting countless furries and one Gu Zheng at the two ends of the scale, he rested his chin on his hand and carefully weighed them.

Furry: hairy +10, cute +10, obedient +10, compostable +10...

"+10" rises from the left end of the balance with love one by one, like a group of beautiful soap bubbles.

And the right end of the scale.

Gu Zheng: Emotional points +10000000000...

crit.

"..."

Relying on the treacherous PY deal, Gu Zheng successfully defeated countless furries, occupying the heaviest part in Su Che's heart.

The emotional balance collapsed with a "crash".

Fuzzies are important, but they are not as important as Ah Zheng.

After all, Ah Zheng can cook, looks good, can perform acrobatics, and can earn money to raise deer. There is no cuter human being in this world than Ah Zheng.

Although he has no hair, 0.01 points are deducted.

After happily setting the tone for their future relationship, Su Che turned off the light and got into bed with peace of mind.

——Well, what are you going to call Passerby A for tomorrow?

……

Gun Gun and Snow Leopard's washboard were still in full swing, and several trees were damaged.

After all, they want to dedicate the best washboard to the cutest darling.

And the darling who is missed by the furries, he is farming in the game.

The deserted village is now completely different.

An old yellow ox pulls the plow without being driven behind, and "moo" turns over the ground, which can turn over [-] acres a day.

Behind it, a few rodents chirped and took out seeds from the cheek pouches of their cheeks, and ate them as they sowed.

The cesspit on the side has been dug by pangolins who are good at digging holes, and three or four apes are holding the shovel with their claws and diligently mixing fertilizer.

Of course, it is impossible to expect these cunning primates to be obedient. The monkeys grimaced "squeaky" and when Su Che wasn't paying attention, they picked up a shovel of stinky manure and wanted to throw it at each other for a fight. .

at this time.

"squeak!"

They suddenly froze, squatting on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, trembling.

"I am back."

Passerby A, a hardworking figure with a basket on his back, appeared on the path at the entrance of the village.

He poured the cow dung in the back basket into a pit beside him, and pulled out a dog that couldn't walk well from behind the back basket.

"This is?"

Su Che didn't seem to notice Passerby A's abnormality at all, he rubbed Gouzi's head.

"Ouch!"

The dog's face lifted, and it licked Su Che's palm stupidly.

Blue eyes, three fires, and a piece of Gu Zheng's pannier dangling from the dog's mouth.

Looking at the bitten dung basket, Su Che was silent for a moment——

"Husky?"

Passerby A looked aside in embarrassment.

"What can it do?"

"Hmm... a dung truck?"

Before I finished speaking, I saw the lively dog ​​sticking out its tongue, turning its head and happily rushing towards the cesspit, which looked like it was taking a bath in it.

Gu Zheng: "..."

Su Che: "..."

Gu Zheng bent down abruptly, grabbed the husky's tail, and hugged the stupid dog who "wowed and looked dissatisfied" tightly in his arms.

"It can also be used to exercise!"

"...can you let it walk me?"

Gu Zheng: "..."

Because the conspiracy of the Phoenix Institute and the final live broadcast could not be announced, all the reasons he could come up with to explain it were pale.

finally--

"This is the last one, really!"

"trust me!"

"..."

Su Che looked back at the 290 furries in the village, those in the pool, those working in the fields, and those that were raised around.

He sighed.

Let's give Ah Zheng some face.

"Okay," he said to Husky, "according to your seniority, you should be called a dog..."

"and many more."

Gu Zheng looked at Husky's stupid and cute face, and he could see some kindness from it.

I recalled the names Su Che gave the dogs these days——

"Goudan, Gousheng, Gouya..."

He had a rare feeling of pity.

"Can I name it?"

"Okay."

Su Che was almost out of words, and was about to call Erha a Gouwa, and seeing that Ah Zheng was willing to do the job for him, he felt relieved and became a hands-off shopkeeper.

"From now on you will be called..."

Under the watchful eyes of a group of "monkey spirits", "mouse fat" and "Niu Dali", Gu Zheng pondered for a moment, held the husky's ears, and calmly said while it was stupidly tilting its head: "From now on, you will be called Ergou son."

Erha: "..."

"Wang!"

Er Gouzi agreed loudly, kicked Gu Zheng's stomach with his hind legs, like a runaway little lightning, plunged into the cesspit and wanted to eat shit again.

Gu Zheng: "..."

Pulling the fat and strong Er Gouzi back, he suddenly wanted to eat braised dog legs.

……

Green Jinjiang Live——

The audience who were squatting in the live broadcast room of the game watching the little Veela planting the fields laughed like crazy.

I can find this from "Metamorphosis". Those who don't bother to switch back and forth between the two live broadcast rooms are die-hard fans, and they are unceremoniously teasing——

"Er Gouzi hahahaha."

"Passerby A is the name picked up directly from the database."

"It's not easy being an NPC."

"At least better than younger brother Su Che, look at the envious eyes of those monkey spirits, dogs, mice, Chubby and Niu Dali."

"BIG, how dare you laugh at the name Su Che's younger brother chose? I think the name Goudan is good, and a cheap name is easy to support!"

"Emmmmmm..."

In the middle of this group of viewers who said "little veela's ability to name NPCs can't stand it hahaha", as a different and unconventional rich second generation, Gu Linan angrily smashed the keyboard.

He wanted to shake his grandfather's shoulders, questioning his grandfather like the heroine of a romantic drama questioning a scumbag:

— Am I not filial?

——Aren’t you handsome and likable?

——Why do you want to empathize with this stupid dog when I am tearing up Heizi?

——Er Gouzi, a fashionable and kind nickname, should be mine!

He was scratching the leather sofa angrily, when he suddenly saw Su Che suddenly raised his head in the live broadcast room, and then his figure disappeared from the screen amidst a wave of unstable signal.

After the anchor disappeared, the screen in the live broadcast room quickly darkened, leaving only a series of nervous bullet screens.

"what happened?"

"Isn't this how you normally go offline?"

"what's going on?"

"@Customer Service, @GM, who will take care of the game if there is a bug?"

The game hatch next to the sofa was suddenly pushed open, and Gu Zheng sat up from inside and strode out.

Seeing his grandfather's frown, Gu Lin'an wisely handed him the tablet in his hand.

And he called the little programmer himself.

"Hey?"

Unlike usual, the phone rang several times before getting connected.

When Bai Xi was speaking, Gu Linan heard a loud and continuous "quack quack quack quack" from the other side.

— Goose hooting?

"What's the matter, Lin'an?"

Gu Lin'an was just about to talk to the little programmer about what Grandma Grandma had encountered in the game, when suddenly, a knock on the door, which was closer than the crowing of a goose, rang in his ears.

"coming."

Footsteps, doors opening, panting breathing.

Then came the panic, helplessness, and a trace of condemnation from the assistant of the program team——

"Director Song, Consultant Bai, go to the Rose Garden to have a look!"

"Assistant Huang went to steal eggs in the middle of the night, and the big white goose raised by Su Che screwed up his ass!"

Bai Xi, director Song, and Gu Linan on the other side of the phone: "..."

Beside Gu Lin'an, Gu Zheng had already switched the screen back to the "Deformation Meter" live broadcast room.He looked at the mosaic all over Assistant Huang's body on the tablet, and couldn't understand his motivation for such a fight.

As for the enthusiastic viewers who learned from the GM that there was no bug in "Doomsday Overture", the guests went offline due to personal reasons, and then came to the live broadcast room after realizing it...

them:"……"

Looking at Assistant Huang, who was besieged by a group of geese, twisted into colorful colors, and still tightly holding a goose egg in his arms, the audience was amazed.

"awful."

"It's miserable."

"It's so miserable."

"Could this be...the character of...the egg god in the legend?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater (inspired by the comments in the previous chapter)

Dailu: What if there is no washboard?

Aunt Huang: I gnaw!

Aunt Xue: I scratch!

Aunt Gun: I'll let the bamboo rat do it!

Empress Crow: I'll steal...no, I'll talk!

Aunt Mei: Kneel on my leg hair!

Ah Zheng: ...

Ah Zheng silently took out the secret weapon, the durian, and knocked out all the aunts who were trying to compete for favor, then put the durian shell on the ground and knelt down.

Silly deer: Smiling and eating durian.