Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

The situation with peas is even more exaggerated. The peas, which were originally no bigger than the size of a little finger, are now as big as a fist. I feel like they can be eaten as steamed buns if steamed.

After Fang Qingyun gathered the ingredients, he bowed to the buds. This was not a rash decision to express gratitude to the plants, but a respect for the harvest and nature. The self-sacrifice of these plants was worthy of his doing so. He was not like some Japanese people who bowed at every turn.

Chapter 204: Diode Ice Cream Cone

"Let's go, kid." Potato signaled Fang Qingyun that it was time to continue on his way: "If I reach that age, I will also offer my little bit of strength to you. Keep going forward. The fruit area ahead may not be so easy to pass, but I still hope you can show mercy."

Fang Qingyun nodded. He was not a bloodthirsty person. As long as the bottom line was not crossed, he would try his best to negotiate peacefully.

Continuing forward, Fang Qingyun saw a big watermelon blocking his way to the elevator. The watermelon was as big as he could hold with both hands. Judging from the seedlings and roots, it looked like a ripe melon without any sandy flesh. It tasted crispy and juicy.

"So, you are the zombie warrior that the forest king is terrified of?" Watermelon asked carelessly. He took a closer look at Fang Qingyun's face under the helmet and smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, please accept my life and let me help you."

...Has my fame spread to the fruit industry? Now the fruit industry people are blocking my door to give me gifts?

"The rule of the king of the forest has made the plants and fruits live in misery." The watermelon tells of its own suffering, with the joy of revenge and indignation towards the rule of the orange: "We are all victims of tyranny, and those plants attack you just to obey orders."

Actually, they didn't attack... I was still sent here by them.

"If the King of the Forest is not overthrown, the plants will not have a good life! Eat me, I will fight to overthrow the authority of the King of the Forest, and I will sacrifice for the future of plants!" Watermelon was full of pride in his contribution, but there was also a little embarrassment in his words, as if he wanted to die but was not completely dead: "Although it's not a complete sacrifice..."

It seems that this watermelon also felt the call of the forest, and while making sure that it would not die, it came to contribute to the overthrow of the king of the forest.

Fang Qingyun was naturally prepared to accept the kindness from Watermelon, but after waiting for a long time, the watermelon did not fall down by itself. He looked up curiously and saw Watermelon awkwardly scratching itself with the vine next to it: "Well... zombie, can you do me a favor? I am stuck in my vine, can you use a knife to get me down?"

Fang Qingyun nodded, waved his halberd and the watermelon fell to the ground. The watermelon, having accomplished this great feat, retracted its vine with satisfaction: "Okay, carry on with my power, successor!"

Fang Qingyun nodded, held the halberd and performed a knight's salute to the helper, then stepped into the elevator to the next floor under Xigua's hopeful gaze.

Unlike the previous jungle, the next level looks a little more modern. Not to mention the various traffic lights. Although no one can be seen here, the surrounding residential areas still reveal a sense of popularity.

Structurally speaking, this is still Yongcui City, but you have entered the inner city from the outer city. There are a large number of pink butterfly fairies living here. They look like pink bees without their stingers and have butterfly wings. The friendly smell on Fang Qingyun did not make the butterfly fairies want to attack. Not only did a large number of butterfly fairies not attack Fang Qingyun with magic bullets, but they also danced on him.

Similarly, although the inner city seems to be flat, there are actually all kinds of traps, but they have become more...hidden. For example, the traffic light you saw before, you can only pass through it when it is green. When the yellow light is on, it means it is dangerous. When the red light is on, a thick electric arc will appear between the floor and the ceiling that penetrates the air. Ordinary people will be killed if they are hit by it.

The butterfly fairies seemed to realize that Fang Qingyun had something to do, so they did not maintain a close relationship for too long. Some of the butterfly fairies dancing on his shoulders left reluctantly, leaving behind a large number of butterfly fairy wings. These wings emitting unique energy fluctuations seemed to be rare natural magic materials, and perhaps they could be used to make a new staff for Antina.

After completing the second study of traffic rules in elementary school, Fang Qingyun, who was not timely in crossing the road and was nearly electrocuted by an electric trap, finally arrived at another camp in Ximi. In the camp, besides Khamul, there was also the guy Fang Qingyun hated the most, Ice Cream Cone.

This time, Ice Cream Cone seems to have come as an ambitious man, whose goal is to seize power and build his own empire.

"Where is the necromancer Ximi? I have something to say to her." The ice cream cone went straight to the point. It wore a suit and a bow tie on its conical body, as if it was about to participate in the presidential election. The thing that made Fang Qingyun most curious was how this cone-shaped ice cream cone moved?

Khamur turned his head and glanced at Ice Cream Cone. As a former official, he could see through Ice Cream Cone's desire for power. He was too lazy to even show his disdain. He replied without even turning his head back, "The boss asked me to relay that she doesn't want to communicate with talking plants. She thinks your existence has no reason at all."

Although ice cream cones are not plants, it is unreasonable for food itself to speak.

"This is racial discrimination against plants. It seems that your boss cannot accept the changes of the times. Her concept is still stuck in the outdated idea that fruits and vegetables are food." Ice Cream Cone refuted Khamur's statement. Fang Qingyun felt that Ice Cream Cone's words were untenable. She seemed like a rational person who was trying to mediate but actually had her own plans.

There are motives behind everyone's actions. Even the most noble dreams are backed by lofty ideas that make everyone stand up. Ice cream cones are like those guys who talk a lot and only think about business in their hearts. They happen to be the people Fang Qingyun hates to interact with the most.

"The boss also said that if any plant criticizes it for discrimination... let me find the note." Khamur felt in his ribs and found a folded paper roll. When it was unfolded, it turned out to be the size of an A4 paper. There was a cute version of Ximi's own portrait on the back. "That's right, I just hate you. Now fruits and vegetables will prevent animals from eating them? Fruits are originally the parts of plants that are grown for animals to eat. Your existence is like a prank by some crazy wizard!"

"Originally? Should?" Ice Cream Cone snorted: "It seems that your boss is a human supremacist, arrogantly thinking that everything in the world exists to serve humans."

...What else? Although Fang Qingyun wanted to say something to show his sympathy, the truth of the universe is so cruel that it cannot be changed by human will.

Have humans never been treated like pigs and slaughtered? Are humans born a noble race? If an intelligent race pins its hope of not being exploited on other races to show mercy, it is tantamount to seeking its own death. Moreover, there are still a lot of bad accounts between humans that have not been settled yet. Isn't it a bit too much to consider other races?

In the great fusion of the fantasy world, the ultimate solution to conflicts between races is often to seek common ground while reserving differences. Other races can provide living conditions for plants. Now when plants get old, they will accept the call of the forest and be "harvested". It is clearly a win-win situation.

The so-called "non-discrimination" proposed by Ice Cream Tong is actually just an attempt to get rights for free without fulfilling due obligations.

What's more, the cone distorts the plants' thinking. Plants don't want to obtain human entertainment and rights, but hope that the king of the forest can exploit them less. It's okay to feed plants to animals, but can we let those plants who have accepted the call of the forest and can live again? What plants are seeking is just a natural law, not an equal status with humans like in the cone.

Ice cream didn't tell a lie, but he successfully broke down the relationship between the two parties. If this conversation happened among the plants, it would naturally cause an uproar. What Sago meant was that the harvesting of plants was inevitable, and what the plants meant was whether the harvesting could be done only in the ripe ones. The topics of both parties did not conflict, but they ended up fighting. Why?

Because there is a big problem with Ice Cream Cone's attitude. Negotiation is all about sincerity in exchange for sincerity. Negotiation is an extension of military power. Plants are not in an advantageous position, so they need diplomatic mediation even more.

What did the ice cream cone do? It first proposed a proposal that the other party could not accept in a condescending tone, and then accused the other party of racial discrimination. Are you here to negotiate? Aren’t you here to fight?

It's like two countries are negotiating, and you, a small country, not only speak rudely, but also demand the capital of the big country as apology. If you don't give it, you will accuse you of ignoring human rights. If you are not here to ruin the negotiations, what else could you be here for?

(The United States: Stop scolding, stop scolding, children are a great country)

Is the ice cream cone on the side of the plants? Yes, but it seems to be speaking for the plants, but in fact it cleverly makes the two parties who could have reached an agreement incompatible with each other, and a war is inevitable. It is only because Simi is not a real racist, otherwise he would have killed all the plants.

"What kind of quarrel is this... Wait a minute, I'll find the boss's reply, got it." The wise old man Hamul naturally knew what kind of person Ice Cream Towel was. Although he was very disgusted in his heart, he still responded according to Ximi's instructions: "The dungeon was built with funds from humans, and all the animals and plants in the dungeon can survive because of humans."

"So what?" Ice Cream Cone obviously took advantage and refused to admit it: "That's why we deserve it..."

Seeing that the ice cream cone was giving another black-and-white rebuttal like a diode, Khamur also got angry and interrupted it simply: "This is the sentence at the bottom of the table. I can't respond to you."

Khamul finally understood that the ice cream cone said others were racists, but in fact it itself was a racist with a diode mindset. If you want to share the fruits of human labor, you can, but you have to pay a certain price, right?

Chapter 205: I Want to Kill It Now

Ice cream cones claim that plants cannot be exploited, but their thinking always jumps back and forth between non-exploitation and exploitation, without considering the obligations between the two extremes of exploitation and non-exploitation. It is meaningless to argue with people with such rigid thinking.

It's not that it doesn't understand, it's just pretending not to understand.

With his keen sense as an official, Khamur asked about the ice cream cone's purpose, trying to analyze its purpose through this: "So...what do you want to say to our boss?"

"I would like to ask her to help us defeat the King of the Forest." Ice Cream Cone's words sounded a bit provocative, as if wondering why Khamur was so stupid.

"What?" Khamur, who had guessed this might be the result, pretended not to understand and tried to seduce Ice Cream Cone to reveal his purpose: "I thought it was because the boss recently asked the newcomers to kill plants."

...Actually, not really... Fang Qingyun, who was eavesdropping from a distance, curled his lips and said, "Don't put the blame on me. I have always lived in peace with these plants."

"Oh," Ice Cream Cone snorted indifferently, revealing a fact that he himself did not know: "Compared to the disaster of the Forest King's system, those are minor problems."

...You can't hide it anymore, right? Like an old fisherman, Khamur threw the bait and easily aroused the ice cream cone's heart, making it reveal its thoughts. However, there is no big catch yet, so he has to continue to add bait.

Khamur pretended not to understand and continued, "I still don't understand. What did the King of the Forest do to force you to seek help from our boss?"

"The King of the Forest controls the upper Ashan grassland and all plant tribes. In order to continue the overall operation of the ecological environment, He requires the plant tribe to regularly sacrifice some members as food for the animal tribe." It seems that Ice Cream Cone has prepared for the lesson and is very familiar with answering this question.

"I feel like I can't keep up," Khamur continued to lie. In fact, he had seen through everything in his heart, and only the last piece of the puzzle was missing: "But don't herbivores eat plants..."

His words were interrupted by Ice Cream Cone, which spoke of the tragic fate of the plant race with a compassion that was either fake or real: "That was in the past. Only by overthrowing the king of the forest can the plants choose their own future."

It's almost time to let it tell you its purpose. Khamul felt that he had laid enough groundwork and it was time to close the net: "Some plants in the dungeon are just plants, such as the weeds and the trees next to them. Maybe if we convince the king of the forest to use these trees without will to feed the animals, the problem will be solved?"

"Human embryos can't talk either. Have you ever seen humans feed pigs with embryos?" Ice cream cone made a very irrelevant and highly offensive metaphor: "One day, all plants will awaken themselves."

"Okay," Khamur nodded. "I think I understand what the boss means. There's nothing to talk about."

Through the communication just now, Khamur has already tested out the real meaning of Ice Cream Cone. The battle report may be deceiving, but the battle line will not. No matter how high-sounding Ice Cream Cone's words are, it cannot conceal its true thoughts. It is an ice cream cone, but it actually tried to insert itself into the conflict between plants and animals. There are only two possibilities for this kind of cross-racial mediation: a practical person and an ambitious person.

The pragmatists are true saints, not in a derogatory sense. They truly want everything to return to peace, so they will spare no effort to push the negotiations forward. They will look for conditions that both sides can accept, so as to achieve the goal of helping the weak races stand up step by step.

But it is different for ambitious people. They are basically the same as practical people, but the only difference is that they have their own goals, so they will show up in small details.

For example, what Ice Cream just said, Khamur actually made a good suggestion. The difference between evolved plants and original plants is like the difference between humans and apes. Will anyone fight for the interests of monkeys because of the death of the monkeys in Mount Emei? If humans stand from the perspective of race, it is completely acceptable to sacrifice the interests of non-human monkeys to protect the human race. This is like emergency hedging in the sense of race.

This is where the ice cream cone is exposed. It does not understand the difference between plants and evolved plants, and rashly compares this difference to embryos and plants. This inappropriate analogy reveals that behind its high-sounding talk, there is actually a problem in its overall grasp.

Some people may wonder, what if the ice cream cone is really for the selfless people of all races? What if it is really worried about the cannibalization of five cities today and ten cities tomorrow and refuses to agree?

So this is another flaw that Khamul deliberately revealed. When plants mature, they have a need to sacrifice themselves, and humans can satisfy this need. If cooperation is achieved in this way, it is undoubtedly a win-win situation. When plants grow to maturity, they are harvested by humans and start their next life with satisfaction, while humans also get edible crops.

As a so-called "pragmatist", you don't realize this win-win approach? Instead, you try your best to provoke the other party and make insulting metaphors during the negotiation, as if you are afraid that the other party will not fall out with you...

Therefore, inferring from this aspect, it is easy to come to the conclusion that Ice Cream Cone's idea is to overthrow the King of the Forest, but to achieve the liberation of plants. Its idea is to rely on the threat of Simi, a third-party force, to forcibly integrate the plants together, so that it can become the new "King of the Forest"!

If Fang Qingyun knew what Kahamul was thinking, he would definitely applaud Kahamul. Although Kahamul didn't know the later plot, he basically predicted what Ice Cream Cone did in the original plot. This kind of behavior of saying one thing in front of others and another behind their backs, and using righteousness to whitewash oneself is the most disgusting.

After Ice Cream Cone left, Khamur touched his chin, casually hit the anvil with a hammer twice, and then shook his head... Ximi accidentally jumped into the trap set by Ice Cream Cone because of his own prejudice. If Ximi was really a naive naive person who joined the great racial union, he would probably be sad that the two sides could not reach a consensus, thinking that it was his own problem, and at the same time be backstabbed by Ice Cream Cone so bad that he didn't even know his own mother.

After confirming that Ice Cream Cone had no intention of making a surprise attack, Fang Qingyun came out from his hiding place and quickly came to the side of Kahamul, fearing that Kahamul would be fooled by the two-faced Ice Cream Cone.

Seeing Fang Qingyun jumping out from nowhere was beyond his expectation. Seeing Fang Qingyun looking anxious and trying to gesture something, he took out a dictionary from the side and said, "So, did you see the conversation I had with that ice cream cone just now?"

Fang Qingyun nodded quickly, took the dictionary and wanted to look up the word he needed, but then he remembered that he brought a dictionary with him, so he stopped flipping through the book. Considering that it would be more troublesome to look up the dictionary and then spell the word, Fang Qingyun was like a headless fly. After walking around in a circle, he started flipping through the book in front of him again.

"I'm telling you, stay away from that idiot." As a senior to support the newcomer, Khamur gave his own advice. Fang Qingyun was surprised. How dare you steal my lines?

"That guy is not a good guy." Khamur showed his inclination in front of Fang Qingyun for the first time: "Don't think he is a proletarian fighter. In fact, he is just a second-in-command who steals the fruits."

Fang Qingyun nodded and spelled: "I have wanted to kill it for a long time."

Khamur nodded: "This is the fastest way to solve it. Ximi can't hold on for long. We must integrate all possible forces and not let any possible threats block Ximi's path. Dangerous elements like this must be eliminated first."

Fang Qingyun nodded. He was indeed a pacifist, but if the ice cream cone was not eliminated first, it would definitely come out in full force. According to the original plot, Fang Qingyun didn't want to see a more oppressed vegetative person blocking his way.

After talking about this, Fang Qingyun noticed that there was something different in what Khamur said. He wrote briefly: "What's your name?"

Khamur has always called Ximi "boss", no matter what the time, but now he calls him by his name directly, which is different from the original plot.

Khamur didn't expect Fang Qingyun's observation ability to be so sharp. He nodded and no longer concealed his situation: "Yes, you guessed it right. The souls of me, Zhiwei and Yating were actually preserved and not shattered by the extraction of power."

After listening to the first half, Fang Qingyun was still wondering why Khamur said that since he didn't make any guesses. After listening to the second half, Fang Qingyun was completely stunned... Damn, if you weren't puppets, how could Ximi become like that?

Seeing Fang Qingyun's unbelievable expression, Khamur explained: "People only believe what they believe, and this also applies to Ximi."

Fang Qingyun suddenly realized that it was just like you were playing a game. Due to your preconceived cognition, you naturally would not think that what you did in this game would be reflected in another world. Even if it really happened, your brain would naturally deny this fact... unless someone really used this fact as a slap in the face to you.

"So, let's deal with Ju'er as soon as possible." Khamur pinched the non-existent acupuncture point on his nose bridge as if he had a headache. "It's not easy to coax these two problem children. Ximi's rare persistence cannot be given up just for our survival, and Ju'er is also a proud guy..."

"Every time we play video games, he would say 'I don't mean to let you win' while losing a few games to others so that they would feel a sense of participation. And then after losing several games and being teased by others, he would get angry..." Khamul described Ju'er's personality in detail. After listening to Khamul's description, Fang Qingyun believed 80% of what he said.

Chapter 206: Let me clarify, our Hamster Party is like this

"So I have to give you a heads-up on this matter first. If Ximi doesn't believe you, you can still help us explain it." Khamur thought of Fang Qingyun's surprised look just now, and seemed to have made some guesses. He said helplessly: "Ximi really told you everything..."

Fang Qingyun smiled awkwardly. In fact, Ximi did not reveal... Well, okay, if you have to explain, Ximi did reveal some inside information when he confessed.

"Perhaps you want to ask why we don't hate Ximi." Khamur shrugged and said with the tone of a person who has experienced it: "In this oppressive world, living one more day is a new kind of torture. Ximi brings hope to all of our lives. What's more... aren't we still alive?"

Khamur is very open-minded. He was a depressed office worker in the beginning. He was in a state of severe depression several times and could commit suicide at any time. Later, a dish from Ximi activated his inner desire to survive. Therefore, if that rescue was counted, Ximi has saved his life three times. Not to mention extracting his soul, he would accept it even if Ximi really wanted to use him as a dish.

Although Ximi would never do such a cruel thing.

"Go and do your own thing." Khamur and Fang Qingyun waved goodbye: "Just remember not to let anything slip."

Fang Qingyun left with his weapon. Did he let something slip? He also needs to have a mouth to let it slip. He has to look at the other person before he can say anything. It is as difficult for him to put together a sentence as a blind man touching an elephant. Even if he wants to tell Ximi this shocking news, Ximi has to listen.

Continuing forward, there were a lot of green leaves and red flowers on the road. They seemed to be of the same species. Fang Qingyun didn't care, but the frying pan that had been offline for a long time jumped out at this time: "Don't let them go, these poppy tree spirits produce quite good medicinal materials."

Poppy? Fang Qingyun decided to leave when he heard the name. This thing is not a good thing. People can be a little bit lustful, but this kind of thing must not be touched.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's under the flowers next to it, don't run away." Seeing Fang Qingyun leaving without paying any attention, Ping Pan got a little anxious: "This thing is a life-saving panacea, I'm not kidding you, it's not some crappy thing, don't leave just because the name is bad."

Tiechui also chimed in: "That's not something used to make opium, but a serious life-saving medicine for treating external injuries. Lao Zhang knows how to handle this stuff. Moreover, even if it's the medicinal material for making opium, once Lao Zhang handles it, anything poisonous or non-toxic can be turned into a good plaster for drawing out pus."

"Can you talk?" Ping Pan knew that Tiechui was trying to explain, but he was still furious: "What you said makes me feel like a quack."

Fang Qingyun stopped. If they were medicinal herbs for treating external injuries, he could collect them. But if the hammer and the frying pan contained any information about "psychotropic drugs", Fang Qingyun would not stop and leave.

"The only bad name for this thing is that it would have been used long ago," the frying pan sighed. "The balm made from this thing is for external use. It can effectively stop bleeding and relieve pain. The ingredients in it can also promote the regeneration of blood and flesh. It is a miracle product in terms of external injuries."

Can it promote blood regeneration? Fang Qingyun was excited. The panacea invented by Hell could only regenerate the body, but it had no effect on blood. If one wanted to treat a person who was not a zombie, one injection of the panacea might result in a lifelike corpse, because the most critical part, blood, could not be replenished. Now that there was this external panacea, it could be used both internally and externally. Even if the King of Hell was pulled by his beard, two injections could allow you to live again.

Fang Qingyun followed the instructions of the frying pan and knocked on the ground a few times like a seasoned hunter. The easily frightened poppy tree spirit "uprooted" itself from the ground and prepared to bury itself in another place. Fang Qingyun raised his bag and dropped it, as skillfully as a child who had never been rich. I heard that you are a good medicinal material. Come on, get into the bag and talk.

This kind of medicinal material must be planted in large quantities. Fang Qingyun drove all the poppy tree spirits nearby into the bag. Although these poppy tree spirits can move, like the small tree spirits, they have not evolved the intelligence and speaking ability like vegetative people. At best, they are animals. Therefore, Fang Qingyun has no qualms about attacking them.

Strictly speaking, this area is still in the inner city of Yongcui City. The location of this poppy tree spirit should be a small park. Therefore, when Fang Qingyun was harvesting here, there were no vegetative people stopping him. After leaving the park, there were patrolling vegetative people everywhere. Fang Qingyun relied on his affinity with the forest to move freely.

Some Durians who were not able to think straight wanted to fight with Fang Qingyun according to Jiba's order. He even started a fight. Durian was good at using a hook with a chain. One hook was as accurate as the support who carried the whole game next door. He accurately wrapped around Fang Qingyun's waist. Durian used his tremendous force to pull Fang Qingyun directly over, and then his butt, which was enough to pierce holes on ordinary people, was about to fall on Fang Qingyun's back.

Although this durian would most likely suffer a great loss if it sat on Fang Qingyun, it would be embarrassing enough to be caught by the hook thrown out by a vegetative person due to his careless positioning.

However, soon this big durian guy who was tall enough to look down on Fang Qingyun was stopped by the team leader. Under the leadership of the team leader, these vegetative patrols pretended nothing had happened and whistled away from Fang Qingyun.

Before leaving, each of the vegetative people in these teams did their part. When Rice, the team leader, was leaving, he "accidentally" dropped a machete with a clang. Peapod, the long-range unit, "accidentally" fell and dropped a large pea. Only Durian, a guy with a limited brain capacity, tore off a piece of durian shell from his own shell that could be used as a shield, and threw it straight in front of Fang Qingyun.

All kinds of supplies and weapons were scattered all over the ground, as if they were deliberately provided to support Fang Qingyun. Fang Qingyun did not know whether to laugh or cry. He remembered a piece of news from his previous life, which said that some rescue workers of the aid army were injured when they left the disaster area because they were knocked unconscious by the half pig thrown up. Now that he had experienced such an incident, Fang Qingyun felt as if he were in a dream.

Soon, it seemed that a patrol team had exposed Fang Qingyun's position. A large number of vegetative people came to Fang Qingyun from all directions. The young ones, who had not yet responded to the call of the forest, left behind unimportant parts of themselves, as if they had torn off part of their skirts. The old ones sat down and passed away in front of Fang Qingyun, turning into new buds.

For the first time, Fang Qingyun felt that his plastic bag was not full. Some vegetative people even helped Fang Qingyun put things into the bag after contributing their efforts. This further strengthened Fang Qingyun's belief: Juer must be taken back to study Das Kapital immediately. A modern person managing an ancient empire and making the people live in such misery... It is impossible to do it without some talent.

"...Today I have really opened my eyes." The frying pan seemed to have suffered some kind of cultural shock, and the whole pan was in a daze.

Tiechui also uttered a classic Chinese curse that represents amazement: "... This is the first time I've seen fruits and plants grow legs and jump into your bag by themselves. This is really like an old cow stepping on its tongue, it only happens once in a thousand years."

Fang Qingyun finally understood that these two old men would only jump out when they encountered food and supplies. When he met Ximi, they would stop fighting. Where was their usual energy to get involved in everything? Fang Qingyun was very disappointed. Please use your experience as an old man to help me think of a solution... I, who have never been in a relationship, really don't know how to coax a girl.

It always feels a bit like a scumbag to say this. He said he couldn't coax girls, but the number of women in his family was increasing. Although he talked about opening a harem, he actually didn't know how he got to this point. He just followed his heart and said what he thought in his heart, and accidentally established ties with many girls...

Although he considered himself a pure love warrior, is it also a kind of pure love for a harem party to love everyone? Fang Qingyun fell into deep thought. In the future, as the number of family members increased, Fang Qingyun had to deal with more and more things. He always felt that he had no time management ability. Not to mention going out to explore, he probably couldn't even finish his daily work.