On Avalon's nameless prairie, a fresh breeze drifted by, carrying the scent of damp earth and grass. Such a smell had become nearly impossible to find amid the highly industrialized steel jungle, but here, nature still ruled everything.
A picnic outing for a super-family of ten or twenty people was an unprecedented spectacle, especially when our family included all sorts of strange characters. Nothing else needed saying—just consider Sandora's appetite... You could imagine it yourself.
Though it was called a picnic, most people seemed entirely focused on having fun. Little Pao Pao and Little Crow were rolling around on a grassy slope in the distance. The two girls shouted as they charged to the top, then went rolling all the way back down, as if such a silly game could bring them immense joy. Thousands of palm-sized Mini Medivas cheered from both sides of the slope, chirping in one noisy mass. Close your eyes, and it felt like you had wandered into a chicken farm at four-thirty in the morning. Bubble had finally logged out of her online game for the moment. At least she knew to watch the kids at a time like this. Qian Qian had vanished after grabbing a piece of cake earlier, and nobody knew where she had run off to now. She was probably exploring the Small Woods nearby or something; she liked childish things like that anyway. Aside from Viska, the God Race Cops Five-Man Team had gathered not far away in a circle to play mahjong... Seriously, with this atmosphere and scenery, they were playing mahjong! The strange sibling pair Yiersen and his sister were one thing, and Uncle Kenser was a good old guy dragged into joining them, but how had even Lin, who had always been honest and had no bad