Planning to Draw

This night!!

The gang attempting to steal the Blue Diamond arrived on their own, plotting how to get their hands on it.

Meanwhile, on the Huaxia side, they held discussions regarding the appearance of the Stone man in Jiangbei, and dispatched the elder Ouyang Xiu.

He went with the principle that if coaxing the Stone man into surrender failed, he would exterminate him!

(This chapter has major changes, apologies!)

Inside the bloody mercenary base.

Bach heard about these matters, and his entire aura changed. He looked up and roared with fury, his hair flying upward.

The few subordinates around him did not dare to get close, each terrified of being implicated.

On this night, Bach drank a lot of alcohol. With heavy drunkenness, he logged onto the Niubibi website.

The rest of the night passed uneventfully.

Ling Yun rose early. The front yard design was too poor, so he casually remodeled it himself. He planted flowers and plants around the corners of the walls, and aside from the path and a few parking spaces, the open space in the front yard was entirely covered with a verdant green lawn.

Finally starting to look like something. Hm, this stone statue is not bad. I should make a few more when I have time, Ling Yun muttered as he stared at the petrified Suzuki Yo.

"Master, quite a few ants are keeping watch nearby." Little Tiger lazily lay on the lawn to bask in the sun.

"Bother with them for what? Eat when there's food, drink when there's drink," Ling Yun said indifferently, as long as they did not provoke him.

"Master, why don't you give me a task and let me go wipe them out?" It thought about having a task; completing it meant getting the Immortal Brew, and its mind spun with such simple thoughts.

"Nosy. Your ultimate task is to play with my daughter. I know what's running through your head—you can drink if you want to."

"Master, whatever you tell me to do, I'll do." Drool poured down endlessly at the words.

"Look at you, what an ambition. At least you've had quite a lot before, can you have some restraint? Today's task is very simple, no need for fighting and killing. I just need you to stay completely still."

"So simple, I guarantee I'll finish it."

"Hm, and you must do whatever pose I tell you to."

The little milk dog nodded to show it understood.

Returning to the bedroom, Qianqian was dancing on the bed and humming Calabash Brothers, looking as though she had been practicing for a long time.

"Little darling, get up quickly."

"Daddy, I don't wanna."

"If you don't get up again, auntie is going to eat your breakfast, you know. You saw it last night, your auntie can really eat—oh right, there's fruit too."

"Daddy, help me change my clothes quickly, I want to brush my teeth!" As soon as the little one heard about fruit, she sprang up instantly; such delicious fruit must not be let auntie finish off.

"Nephew, this front yard got a major makeover, it feels completely brand new."

"Auntie, what makeover? Wow, such a pretty little grassland! Cousin, you pulled off such a huge project this early in the morning?" Lin Yueyan could hardly believe it. It was barely past eight o'clock, right? Could cousin have gotten up at five?

"Little auntie, Qianqian is up, don't eat my fruit and breakfast!"

Lin Yueyan was left completely bewildered. What fruit and breakfast? She hadn't even eaten yet! Looking at Ling Yun's mischievous expression, it was definitely that lousy cousin talking trash about her in front of Qianqian, and she would not let him off.

Breakfast was very special, consisting just of milk and fruit, but this milk was brewed with additives. Ling Yun had planned it all out today: he would teach his daughter to draw and recognize characters right at home, while casually putting together a barbecue. Although he could directly give his daughter cheats, she was too young, so meals still had to be eaten one bite at a time.

Every piece of fruit Qianqian ate had been tampered with by Ling Yun. For instance, eating a certain fruit could increase her intelligence by 0.05, while eating another would imprint a specific character directly into her mind—the exact number of characters it could contain depended entirely on Ling Yun.

"Qianqian, our task today is to learn drawing."

"Daddy, Qianqian doesn't want to draw, Qianqian wants to sing."

"My baby, you can sing while drawing. Daddy will teach you right beside you."

To spark his daughter's interest in drawing, Ling Yun immediately used just over a minute to sketch a painting, leaving Lin Qiuyan and the others beside him dumbfounded. That hand speed was simply like performing magic.

As Ling Yun's hand speed accelerated, an even more shocking event occurred. The sunlight in the sky seemed to be drawn in, as if something on this painting was attracting the light, and the Little Grass on the lawn swayed slightly in the wind. Of course, this was an illusion born from appreciating the artwork.

The scene depicted Qianqian standing in the front yard with the little milk dog beside her. It looked unassuming at first glance, yet it possessed a natural harmony; unless observing closely, ordinary people would simply mistake it for an ordinary painting.