An Instruction Manual for Male Pregnancy

Chapter 390 A New Mold

As a tourist, Zhuo Yuan has been to the [-]-meter promenade for the third time, because he comes too frequently, although it is not a surprise, but it is good to see the green scenery.

Xiaoyue, although he complained in his heart that Kuncheng was always trying to control him, but when he thought of any good things, he still thought about this nominal son.

No, he promised to take him to see the [-]-meter corridor, and he took Zhuo Kuncheng home at night, and came with him the next day.

"Brother Ying is really amazing, his abilities are simply the blessings of new humans! The [-]-meter corridor is too domineering, it would be great if there was a [-]-meter corridor in Lan'ao District!"

When Xiao Yue saw the entrance of the [-]-meter corridor, that wide and straight avenue, he was extremely envious.

Not to mention the appearance of reaching the garden in the back.

"Uncle, this is a garden, and the flowers haven't bloomed yet!"

The two children kindly reminded him, Zhuo Linyue admired the flowers gathered together in a daze, nodded and said:

"The flowering period of these flowers is very long, and the mutated flowers can stay open longer and longer. These books are written, and the school also teaches them?

It's the first time I've seen so many species. These are real flowers, and even in the forest, they are rare. It's amazing that they can gather together. They are still here so obediently.

I always feel that I like Brother Ying more and more. When will he come back? "

"Going to do a mission, I don't know how far it is to the nearby valley. However, with Firefly, the time will definitely be shorter than the usual mission time."

"Ah."

Zhuo Yuan chatted with Zhuo Linyue, and Kun Chengcheng silently looked at the inner and outer layers of the [-]-meter corridor, seeing everything that should be seen, but he had no opinion and did not speak.

The Hei family successfully built a safe [-]-meter corridor, and such a contribution must be great.

Zhuo Kuncheng is also envious of Hei Guangying's ability.

However, others are others, and you are yourself. Kuncheng never likes to have unrealistic imaginations, and training yourself is the right way.

Plants can perfectly control plants, and in the future, maybe science can also perfectly expel plants.

"Don't be sullen."

Zhuo Linyue stretched out his hand to pull Zhuo Kuncheng's face, but was dodged, so Zhuo Linyue could only take his hand, directly pulling him to the glass.

"Look, these flowers are so beautiful. Look, when have you seen so many flowers? They are spring plums, spring peaches, spring apricots, winter jasmine, lilacs, and peonies. This is what is written in ancient poems. Planting forest flowers, the feeling that everything is competing for spring. People can’t think about endless things and tasks every day when they are alive, and it’s okay to sneak in for a while.”

"Ah."

When Zhuo Linyue finished his long speech, Zhuo Kuncheng replied calmly.

The two little guys approached curiously and pulled Radrok Kuncheng's hand.

Zhuo Kuncheng looked down at them.

"Brother Kuncheng doesn't like looking at flowers?"

"Fortunately."

Zhuo Kuncheng responded with two words to save face.

"Could you accompany us to the practice field for a while?"

"No, something has happened."

Zhuo Kuncheng refused without any discussion.

For a while, Zhuo Linyue was about to explode again and said that Zhuo Kuncheng had a meal, but before he could speak, Zhuo Kuncheng looked into his eyes seriously and said:

"I just came back, and there are some things that are not big or small in the area, but I have to deal with them. If there is a task that comes down suddenly, I can't finish it."

"..."

Speaking so rightly, Zhuo Linyue immediately swallowed what he was about to say.

He's 12 years old, and he knows he's not a three-year-old who can mess around.

"All right, you're busy, I'm free, and I'll accompany my babies to the training ground to practice their abilities later."

Without Zhuo Kuncheng as the coach, at least there is still a brother-in-law.

Xiao Yue, who was only 12 years old, didn't know if he was stimulated by his first godson who was much older than him, so he always loved Zhuo Yuan's two children very much.

School, driving range.

Zhuo Linyue has already broken through from junior high school for a long time. At the age of 12, he has also started to enter high school, and the college he entered is the college where Zhuo Yuan is.

Academies all over the world are similar. People with strong talents can study wherever they want.

In the high school class, Zhuo Linyue is the youngest in the current class of the second year of high school.

However, he has a lively personality and has many friends.

Zhuo Yuan and Professor Bai Yi stood outside the training ground together, observing the three children in a separate practice room through a special video.

One is Zhuo Linyue, one is Zhuo Tianyao, and the other is Zhuo Tianmiao.

Professor Bai Yi rarely walked out of the classroom, and this time he came out because of Zhuo Yuan's invitation.

Just like the practice room is separate, the observation room is also separate and can be rented temporarily using contribution points.

The school's ability practice room can be made public, or it can be used privately.

"see this."

Professor Bai Yi took out a new space mold.

Zhuo Yuan held it in his hand, and his hand sank.

"Changed the material?"

For general mold materials, in order to facilitate portability, designers generally choose lightweight materials, because if the material is too heavy, it will be inconvenient for the carrier.

Even if the ability of today's supernatural beings is very strong, the space storage box also has the principle of running to reduce weight. However, the heavier the space storage box, it is also stressful.

The things that each space storage box can carry are calculated with a certain weight.

"This kind of material has a stronger space helical ability to adsorb."

Professor Bai Yi is very confident in his works.

This time, he made a mold with a space of [-] centimeters.

The creative model of this mold comes from Zhuo Yuan himself.

It was a somewhat weird spatial villa. It was originally pure black, but Professor Bai Bai always felt that the pure black was too depressing, so he changed the color to a certain extent.

Zhuo Yuan closed his eyes and felt it. Sure enough, in the hall of the mold villa, the black vortexes were very similar to the sense of space in his spiritual space.

"That's great, what material are you using this time?"

"The magnet, soaked in the space crystal liquid, makes it absorb the power of the space, and at the same time has a certain degree of magnetism, it will rotate."

"Is this the experimental result of the magnetic space theory?"

"Well, so to speak."

Bai Yi is worthy of being a professor of space, and he is very keen in this regard.

In the past three years, Zhuo Yuan has roughly figured out how to use his spatial ability.

He needs a medium. The medium can be a person, a thing, or a force. As long as the medium can be driven by himself, he can travel through space.

Yes, it is a pity that he can only travel through space, but it has been three years. In these three years, there has never been a day when he traveled back to the 21st century.

According to his own observation, maybe the time is too far away, maybe the medium doesn't exist anymore.

In the 21st century, the medium that can call him may be his own body.