After transmigrating through countless worlds, the Beast Tamer Cub plucked all the Heavenly Dao bein

Chapter 198 The Master of Dreams (8)

Although a little unpleasant thing happened, it didn't affect the easygoing Xiao Ningbao at all. She still had a lot of fun playing with building blocks with the children she had just met yesterday.

It wasn't until lunchtime, when she looked at the bowl in her hands, that she suddenly remembered a serious problem: where was the insulated container she used to eat rice cakes that morning? Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

That's a new insulated box that Mumu just bought for her yesterday, and it even has a family photo sticker that Mumu made herself.

After finishing two bowls of rice and racking his brains, Ningbao realized he must have forgotten his thermos during the fight. But he wasn't allowed to leave school during the day, so he'd have to wait until after school to look for it.

Worried little Ningbao ate an extra bowl of rice, feeling that she wouldn't be able to take her afternoon nap!

however……

"Huff~ Huff~"

Ningbao lay in her little bed, hugging her blanket and sleeping soundly. Her chubby cheeks were flushed from the heat, like a little apple.

……

Mumu's school life began with leading the reading during morning self-study. Whether it was English or Chinese, she always read it correctly and well. As a result, she was naturally appointed to various positions by the discerning teachers.

As the class's academic representative, life representative, class monitor, and math representative, Mumu has to arrive at school earlier than other students every day, which is why Ningbao waited for so long at the kindergarten gate.

Upon arriving in the morning, the first thing I do is supervise the students on duty to clean. Some wipe the windowsills, others sweep the floor. However, the students' physical abilities, well, they don't quite meet Mumu's standards. Almost every task ends with Mumu cleaning up after them.

Once most of the students had arrived, she stood on the platform and led the reading. After the morning reading session, she handed in the collected homework to the teacher's office and then started class; she didn't have time to go out and look for anyone.

Mumu felt that this was probably not because she scored 300 points on the opening exam, because she wasn't the only one in her class to score 300 points, so why was she being singled out for this? Was this a bit too much of a burden?

But it's not a big problem. Just go directly to find someone. It's like finding a needle in a haystack anyway. Another advantage of going to school is that you can quickly get information. Listening to school gossip is a great way to do that.

Although Mumu transferred to the class midway through the semester, the classes are usually divided once in the third grade of elementary school, so the students in the class don't really know each other. It was quite easy for Mumu to fit in.

Moreover, being a top student who always answers questions and a class committee member who always helps clean up after others are both likable qualities. Although the latter might seem a bit like a sucker, helping with cleaning is a piece of cake for Mumu, and she doesn't mind.

Furthermore, Mumu isn't really a pushover. Both of these traits only apply to people who don't have any ill intentions towards her. As for those who do...

No, not yet.

"Hey, have you heard? The junior high school next door..."

The primary and junior high sections are connected, so when Mumu is among a group of primary school students listening to gossip, she always hears news about the junior high section.

Mumu's deskmate happens to be a chatterbox, and upon discovering that Mumu also loves gossip, he always pulls her in to join him. Well, while getting perfect scores in elementary school isn't surprising, she's still a top student in the class. The contrast between a top student and someone who loves gossip is always inexplicably exciting, especially since Mumu is always reliable and has a very composed demeanor.

During the chat, everyone learned that the girl at the same table wore a string of bells on her wrist, which her parents had supposedly gotten for her from a temple when she was a child. She introduced herself as having the nickname "Little Bell," and everyone called her that.

Although Mu Mu rarely used her given name, Jing Mu, which she hadn't used for hundreds of years, she still preferred to be called Mu Mu.

So, under the "leadership" of class monitor Mumu, a trend of calling each other by nicknames inexplicably emerged in the class on the second day of school. Students who didn't have nicknames immediately came up with a brilliant idea to give themselves one.

In short, you can't be a loner, right?

Mu Mu never expected that after listening to gossip all day, she would discover a new trend in the class, and unsurprisingly, she was called to the homeroom teacher's office after school.

Mumu: ...

As for Xiao Ningbao, whom Mu Mu was worried about, she didn't wait for Mu Mu to get out of school in a pitiful and miserable way at the door as Mu Mu had imagined. Instead, she searched all over the place for her insulated box.

"Why isn't it here? It should be here."

Ningbao searched every place she had been to this morning, even going to the police station again, but she still couldn't find her insulated box.

"It's probably already been picked up by someone."

Bai Gao poked her head out of Ning Bao's schoolbag.

"Yeah, it's been a whole day. Ningbao, your insulated box is still brand new; you can still use it if you find it."

Mengmeng chimed in.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

This morning, when Ningbao punched the little blond-haired boy, the two kids were still catching up on sleep in their schoolbags, so they had no idea what happened that morning. They only found out after Ningbao told them.

Hearing what the two little ones said, Ningbao became even sadder. The insulated food containers were a set, and losing one would make it incomplete. Moreover, the family photo stickers were also a complete set, and this morning's insulated food container had her favorite one on it: Qingqing on the left, her sister on the right, and herself in the middle.

That's right, it's Qingqing. Back then, Qingqing hadn't become Mumu and Xiaohei yet, and they were still in the cultivation world. This scene was originally engraved on a jade slip.

"Okay, don't be sad. We can make more stickers and buy more insulated boxes. Mumu definitely won't be angry with you."

Mengmeng patted Ningbao's head with her wings, trying to sound mature and comforting.

"I know Mumu won't be angry."

Ningbao lowered her head, which made her even sadder. If Mumu scolded her, then she...she...well, she would still be extremely sad.

"But it's already time for Mumu to get out of school, aren't you going to the gate?"

At this point, Bai Gao posed a soul-searching question.

Ningbao glanced at the children's watch on her wrist, and a look of horror immediately appeared on her chubby face. How could it be so late! Had she been looking for so long?

She hurriedly ran towards the elementary school gate with her schoolbag on her back.

However, there was a road between the kindergarten and the primary school, and the light was red. Although she was in a hurry, Ningbao remembered the traffic rules Mumu had told her and didn't run the red light. Instead, she did high knees in place, planning to rush across as soon as the light turned green.