In the manor, Zhuang Buyuan sat there with a helpless look on his face, and dozens of weaving ladies crawled around him.

"Brother, please get bigger..."

The village becomes bigger not far away.

"Brother, please become smaller..."

The village becomes smaller not far away.

"Every time I see the owner of the manor grow bigger and smaller, it's so amazing..."

"Hehehehe... It turns out that the legend of our Weaver Clan is true. We want to make clothes for the little brother who will become bigger and smaller...hehehehehe..."

The village is not far away:...

Do you know how hard it is to me to become bigger and smaller like this?

The Weaver Girl is really a member of textiles who loves textiles. He just came to the manor and wanted to help the village make clothes not far away.

What do you say about Zhuang Buyuan?

It's really hard.

But even so, many people are envious of him.

So many young ladies are so beautiful, they are dazzling just by just taking a look.

The arrival of the weaver has increased the average appearance of the manor by at least two levels.

The special training team members looked at him with their eyes red: "I envy the owner of the manor!"

"I want to do this too..."

"Whatever you think! Go back to train quickly!" Xu Jian flew over and waved his hand to drive people away. They were all the harem groups of the owner of the manor. What should I see? Do I want to compete with the owner of the manor for a girl?

"Instructor, if you train well, will you send me a little sister?"

"You dream! You guys are sending them to the young lady? You guys, it's good to send you a stone ant one by one. They don't perform well, and they even send a hammer girl!" Xu Jianfei shouted.

The special training team members were trembling, so terrible!

Over there, Zhuang Buyuan kept getting bigger and smaller, and there was also a piece of clothing on his body gradually taking shape.

This time weaving, we did not use the weaving girl's hair, but something similar to silk thread secreted directly from the weaving bones. This thing is very slender and gentle, almost as light as nothing.

They first made the Zhuang not far bigger, and used this silk thread to weave a grid similar to "bone", and then made the Zhuang not far smaller, fill in each grid with a smaller grid, and then grow bigger, shrink, and constantly adjust...

After repeated this, the extremely thin silk threads were stacked on the body not far away, blending into strange patterns, presenting a delicate matte suede texture.

Looking at this appearance, Zhuang Buyuan vaguely felt that he had seen it somewhere.

Then he suddenly remembered that on the mural he saw, the costumes of the former owner of Blue Stone Leaf Manor, Indigo.

"Wait... It turns out that this is the battle robe of the owner of the Great Power Covenant of the God of the Gods?"

If every time the owners of the Manors who built the Gods and Power Covenant fight, wouldn’t they have to change their clothes once they fight? And they have to be an exposure maniac every time?

Then the other party was probably not beaten to death, but to death by the eyes. Every time he fought with the owners of the manor, he had to bring his own goggles, and even put his eyes on himself before he even started...

If this is the case, how could the owner of the manor lose?

I have already gone to the hometown of the Industrial Party!

"Interesting..." Zhuang Buyuan looked at the clothes on his body with love, and then regretfully said: "I don't want to break such a good battle robe..."

Zhuang Buyuan has a different fighting style than other manor owners. He will not only transform... He will also throw everything, no, he will use the blood of time to smash people!

If you break the clothes on your body when you fight with someone...

"Don't worry, the owner of the manor."

“If your clothes are torn…”

“We will weave it for you again.”

"The first time weaving, it was not well-woven."

"We like to knit clothes for people the most."

"Especially I like to knit clothes for the owner who will become bigger and smaller..."

The weaver was very excited and even wanted Zhuang Buyuan to perform another blow-out clothes on the spot.

Next to it, the special forces members were so envious of them.

"No, I really want to send a message to the young lady!"

"Instructor, how can I send us a lady!"

"Let's conquer the entire era of exile!"

"Yes, we ask for a fight! Let's fight to the Hammer City and get the hammer-turned-up bitch!"

"Ho huh huh! We want to fight! We want the little sister! We want to seize the whole world for the little sister!"

Xu Jianfei shook his head, you young people from the new era are really hard to deal with!

He really hopes that the owner of the manor will take these weaving ladies away as soon as possible and even directly take them to the harem.

Since the owner of the manor came, the training of the special forces team members has been distorted and their combat effectiveness has also decreased. They have blushed all day long, and they only know that they have giggled foolishly.

How can this continue?

This is leading the army!

How can a soldier be led like this?

But they are all young men with strong spirits and have ideas about beautiful ladies. How can they control them?

Not far from the village surrounded by many young ladies of Weaver Girls, she was chatting with them while accepting the shape and pattern of the weaver Girls' last decoration of the clothes they were wearing.

Of course, Zhuang Buyuan is blind, so many young ladies are all blind. He can only talk to Feng Jin whom he first met: "A Jin, is your Weaver Girl tribe a single-sex race?"

So far, he has only seen girls from the Weaver Clan, and has never seen men at all.

Is this race reproductive in one sex? Like stone ants?

"Single sex?" Feng Jin was a little confused.

"I mean, there are no men in the Weaver clan?"

"Male, like the little brothers?" Feng Jin smiled slightly, and was particularly charming, "Yes."

At this time, she was leaning against Zhuang's face, helping him sort out the lines on his shoulders.

In normal times, this battle robe looks like a simple T-shirt and trousers, with earth-colored colors, with a little beautiful dark pattern, which is not conspicuous, but has a great texture.

But after getting bigger, T-shirt will become a robe, luxurious and majestic.

However, the changes in the two forms also require special connections and controls. Different elasticity levels and hanging body fittings require subtle adjustments, so they are placed very close.

This girl was really exhaling like an orchid, and her slightly warm breathing was in Zhuang Buyuan's ears, which made Zhuang Buyuan's heart sway.

I have to say that since Feng Jin came, he has been so excited.

Finally, a race that is not a little luoli, an aunt, a monkey, or a tomboy has arrived!

Am I going to say goodbye to my single career?

However, there are all kinds of strange creatures in the manor. What if there is no male at all, there is no such concept?

It is better to ask clearly first.

"Really? You guys also have men, why haven't I seen them before?"

"Because there is no need to reproduce now, and men are useless..."

"No...no use?"

"Yes, why are you leaving it for?"

"Then they..."

Feng Jin subconsciously licked his lips, touched his flat belly, and swallowed and spit.

The village is not far away:...

Mom, mom, mom!

I just said that I always feel that the Weaver Girl tribe is like a certain race!

"Uh...I think the clothes are good...Well, I'll leave first!"

Zhuang Buyuan suddenly felt that it was a terrible thing to be surrounded by the Weaver Girl clan.

He separated the crowd, turned around and ran away.

"Borrower, why did you run away?"

"I don't want my sister anymore, I'll send it to you!" Zhuang Buyuan said while running.
Chapter completed!