NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1 Seabirds
"Master, what do you do?"
The landlord's stupid question made Amber, who was checking the circuit, couldn't help but look back. She wanted to say something, but she always felt like her IQ was being lowered. If she didn't say anything, she would panic.
Finally he sighed, shook his head, and returned to his duties.
There are everyone these days. If you are not used to them, you have to get used to them.
Amber is not stubborn, so she integrates into the public with kindness.
As an experienced electrician, he can clearly tell what the problem is with a general circuit problem at a glance. If it doesn't work, he can just touch it.
I have been in business for twelve years and there has never been an accident.
The same is true today.
After dealing with the problem, Amber calmly packed up the things, leaving the landlord with an aloof and stubborn figure.
Gulu!
His stomach rumbled unsatisfactorily, which made him start to tremble as he walked to the door.
"Beauty, can I borrow your toilet?"
"No problem, handsome little master."
The landlord, who was a little unhappy because of being ignored, smiled like a flower. His little finger, which was as thick as a carrot, was raised, his index finger and thumb were folded together, and he tapped the air gently.
"She's actually not beautiful either. She's just a little bit beautiful."
"Too modest, too modest."
Amber put down her backpack, ran into the toilet, took off her pants, and then there was a burst of firecrackers.
Crackling, crackling.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but he saw a plump figure peeking inside the glass door furtively.
Damn it, someone is coveting my beauty!
This made him a little uneasy. It was said on the Internet that boys should protect themselves when they go out. The majority of netizens do not deceive me! !
"Brother, are you okay?"
The landlord's voice was very close, so there was no need to doubt that she was definitely outside the door, waiting for him to come out with ulterior motives.
Amber looked around, ready to wipe her butt and leave.
However, some kind of keen perception as a human made him look up at the ceiling of the toilet.
boom!
The thick white light beam penetrated the roof and hit him with great accuracy.
Sure enough, you can't just go to other people's toilets.
With this last thought, Amber was directly vaporized.
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East China Sea, Compass Island.
Beat! Beat!
"Why can't I have children even though I'm so handsome? That guy Flor is so ugly, but he has three sons! It's not fair!"
A middle-aged man with a red nose stood on the beach, dancing and shouting. His thick hair made him look like a gorilla.
Perhaps God really heard this resentful roar. A seabird galloped over. When it passed over the middle-aged man, its claws loosened and dropped the child it was holding.
boom!
He was startled, and then he saw a pair of ignorant eyes looking at him.
The middle-aged man's expression became strange, angry, fearful, expectant, and finally turned into a cautious smile.
"Will you be my son?"
"If your hairline was lower, maybe I could consider it."
The child...well, Amber climbed up from the ground with some difficulty with her eyes closed.
"Damn it, I hate kids, you guys are always so outspoken!"
The middle-aged man obviously had his guard broken, but it was not easy to be serious with a child, so he turned around and prepared to leave.
"Hey! What is this place!"
Amber asked quickly when she saw this.
He remembered that he was going to the toilet, and then he closed and opened his eyes, turning into the seven or eight-year-old child he is now. Before he could see clearly where he was, he was picked up by a smelly bird that had always been very bad and flew for a long time. , and finally landed in front of this middle-aged man who was obviously not normal.
"You rude brat, you should call me Uncle Moen. Also, this is Compass Island in the East China Sea."
Moen said angrily, then seemed to remember something, and asked with a straight face: "I haven't asked you yet, who are you, why were you caught by seabirds, where did you come from, and where is your home?" ?”
"East China Sea? Compass Island?"
Amber chewed these words and began to think about it. Then he felt his brain started to itch, which scared him to stop quickly.
No, no, it will take a lot of brains to think about it any more.
"Uncle, my name is Amber, an orphan. I forgot where I came from. You just asked me if I wanted to be your son, right?"
"Humph, you missed this opportunity, I can only be kind once!"
Moen grinned arrogantly, "However, I see you are quite pitiful. Come back to town with me first."
Of course Amber wouldn't refuse, so she patted her butt...huh?
His clothes are gone...
What's with this feeling of shame and irritation? There won't be any weird XP awakened!
Half an hour later.
In a small town called Haiyu Town.
"Have you heard that Moen brought back an illegitimate child and Dujia was cheated on?"
"I know, I know. No wonder he can't give birth to a child. It turns out he has been raising a baby outside. Poor Dujia is really miserable."
"That kid is quite good-looking and extremely talented. At such a young age... hehe..."
After all, Moen was still too young, and he didn't consider the impact that bringing a child back would have on the family.
Amber, wearing a suit of clothes that didn't quite fit her, was sitting on a chair, flipping through a newspaper.
"Surprised, Pirate King Roger has to reveal his secret!"
Yo!
"The birth of the devil's son, the soul of the dead under the demon-slaying order!"
ha!
Amber put down the newspaper and showed dead fish eyes. He likes to watch anime, but that doesn't mean he wants to be one of them. One Piece, a mindless and unhappy, completely unreasonable and passionate story about a middle school boy, has nothing to do with his style of painting. Is it okay to not match up?
Moreover, although pirates are mostly good in the whole anime, it is undeniable that this profession is aimed at harming others and does not engage in production. It is a complete scum of society!
Wait, the uncle just said that this is the East China Sea, okay, okay, barely safe.
Amber patted her small chest and at the same time made a preliminary plan for what she would do next.
He's going to join the Navy and fish until he dies!
boom!
"Ah! Oh! Ha! No!"
Moen's screams could be heard in the couple's bedroom, and those who didn't know thought they were doing something.
Although they are old, the uncle and aunt are still full of energy.
Amber sighed and continued to look at the newspaper.
ten minutes later.
A bruised and swollen Moen walked out holding on to the doorframe. Behind him was a gentle-looking woman wearing a headscarf.
"Poor child, your name is Amber, right? This will be your home from now on."
Dujia took two steps forward and picked up Amber. Moen looked a little jealous, but dared not say anything.
"Wait...wait...I'm going to be out of breath!"
Amber fell into the trouble of happiness.