Shen Mo is just a place to settle down here. If you want to drink hot tea and eat, you have to go into the doll house.

Yan Qingwen and Zhu Shu entered the doll house last time, and were still fighting wits and courage with monsters in spring, summer and autumn, but now they have become veritable guests. They are invited to the living room and sit in front of the warm fireplace to drink black tea and eat snacks.

Zhu Shu sighed: "There are so many changes here."

Without those gloomy dolls, planting flowers in the front yard and growing vegetables in the back yard, this place becomes warm and comfortable, full of home feeling.

A chicken walked past the window with its neck trembling, making Zhu Shu laugh. She asked, "Vivi, how did you do it? It's like a farm stay. I see that there are fish in the pond?"

Bai Youwei looked at how many taels of meat the chicken had, "...it was all thanks to Teacher. In order to make those vegetables and chickens, he also asked us to bring back a bunch of planting and breeding books, and read them every day, which was particularly particular."

Zhu Shu smiled and nodded: "Teacher Cheng must be very careful in doing things."

The door of the backyard opened, Pan Xiaoxin ran back with breath, his round face was covered in sweat, and he greeted everyone: "Hello Brother Yan, Hello Sister Zhu, I'll go take a shower and change my clothes."

Zhu Shu teased him: "Xiaoxin is really hardworking and runs like this every day. Are you not tired?"

"Not tired!" Pan Xiaoxin answered simply. Although his clothes were mostly wet, his expression was relaxed. "Brother Mo said that as long as he insisted on running ten laps a day, my physical fitness was not worse than that of an adult. Now we lacked people, maybe I will play the game in the end!"

He had the unique excitement of a child on his face, and he was not afraid at all.

Teacher Cheng, who was busy in the kitchen, also poked out half of his body, held the spatula and said, "As the saying goes, people's hearts are united, and mountains of Tai move. A single thread cannot form a thread, and a single tree cannot form a forest. As long as each of us participates, we will definitely win!"

"Does Teacher Cheng want to participate too?" Yan Qingwen in the living room was slightly surprised.

Shen Mo nodded calmly, "Teacher Cheng has the intention to participate in the battle. Although he is a little older, after the maze improvement, I believe that there will be no major physical disadvantages. If you happen to encounter knowledge points in your professional field, you will have more advantages."

Yan Qingwen was silent, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Despite Shen Mo saying this, he understood that if it weren't for the lack of people, Shen Mo and Bai Youwei would never have let an old man and a child take risks.

Yan Qingwen thought for a while and finally said the meaning: "Do you think Song Mingchuan organized the personnel to move north together after giving up the king? With his physical condition... he might die halfway."

Bai Youwei glanced at Shen Mo and said lightly: "What else can we do? Maybe we don't think we can win. Instead of continuing to invest, it's better to give up as soon as possible and save the remaining resources and manpower."

"Li Li got some documents in the laboratory," said Yan Qingwen. "The huge diamond floating in the air, after every battle, emitted radiation value will increase. The current value is far beyond the limit of the human body. If we had no puzzle to preserve the territory, we might have disappeared long ago."

Bai Youwei frowned slightly and asked him, "What do you want to say?"

Yan Qingwen looked at her, then at Shen Mo, and said in a deep voice: "The battle is so difficult, Song Mingchuan always insisted on supporting you. Even if his physical condition is bad, he always breathed a sigh of relief because he wanted to avenge his son. He suddenly changed his attitude, and he must have discovered something again, so he was completely desperate."

"You mean... we will die in the final battle?" Shen Mo asked.

"I can only speculate that there may not be a winner in the final match." Yan Qingwen paused for a while and then said, "The exact thing is... no king has ever won the final match before or now."

The people in the living room fell silent, the chickens outside the window were croaking, the sound of cutting vegetables in the kitchen, and the sound of water coming from the upstairs...
Chapter completed!