Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

To be honest, Xiaolongnu had forgotten about the green bees in the bronze door. They were still gnawing at the Ultimate.

The main reason is that this meteorite is too big.

Half the mountain is this big.

And as they gnaw on it, they lose their memory.

Although Qingfeng's brain is not very good, he still remembers Xiaolongnu.

Xiaolongnu: …

Of course this is not important. What is important is that they are almost done eating, and the Zhang family members don’t have to guard the door anymore.

The Zhang family members guarding the gate watched the green wasps bite and cheered them on.

As a result, when it took the last bite, the green wasp was gone and suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Zhang and his friends were panicking. Where was their lovely green bee? How could it be gone?

No, how can I explain this to the goddess?

Besides, they have been watching it for almost ten years and have developed feelings for it.

Goddess Xiaolongnu: ...

Green Hornet: ...

The green bee moved to another place in a hurry and kept buzzing.

Zhang Qilin, who came in, was accidentally blown away.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and turned over to relieve the force smoothly. When the black gold ancient sword was unsheathed, he saw a green bee the size of a palm, biting the Ultimate madly.

Zhang Qilin: . . . . .

ultimate:......

Oh my God, what kind of monster is this.

Green Bee is about to cry.

It is almost done eating and going home.

Wow, why is there still such a big piece?

It must be an illusion. It keeps chewing. It doesn't believe it won't be able to finish it.

Zhang Qilin's hands were shaking a little, and the meteorite jade that even the black gold ancient knife couldn't cut was just gnawed away.

He was stunned for a long time, just watching, mainly because his worldview was shocked.

Especially the green wasp, which looks crystal clear like green jade. If it doesn't move, you really think it is a work of art.

As a result, people still cry.

Green Hornet: ...

Woo woo woo.

Cry, cry, cry, Xiaolongnu, help me.

Xiaolongnu: ...

She is not in the service area.

Then the green bee saw Xiaoguan and wondered if this was the child it had raised.

It flew over with a whoosh, and before Zhang Qilin could react, the green bee lay on his head and cried.

Woohoo.

Zhang Qilin stood frozen in place, a subtle but clear buzzing sound coming from above his head, accompanied by a wet and cold touch.

They were the tears of the green wasp, or rather, some cold, dew-like secretion.

The ancient black gold sword was still in his hand, but he rarely knew how to react.

Chop? This thing was clearly not an enemy, and it seemed to be feeling aggrieved.

"Woo...buzz...hmm..."

Qingfeng cried very sadly, its small body trembling, and its six slender legs, like jade carvings, tightly grabbed a few strands of Zhang Qilin's disobedient black hair.

It had been gnawing for so long and was about to retire and return to the figure with a cool fragrance in its vague memory, but in the blink of an eye, the place had changed.

The ultimate in front of me seems to be no less?

The huge loss and confusion made it not care who the human in front of it was. It just felt that the breath was vaguely familiar, and it was someone it could lie down and cry on.

Zhang Qilin stood in silence for a full incense stick of time.

The whimpering sound above his head showed no sign of abating. Instead, it became more rampant because of his stillness.

It even began to vent its anger by nibbling his hair with its seemingly fragile mouthparts, which were actually capable of chewing meteorite jade.

Of course, I didn't really bite it through.

He finally, extremely slowly, raised his free hand and hesitantly moved it closer to his head.

When his fingertips touched the cold, slightly vibrating jade-like body, Qingfeng suddenly froze and his crying stopped abruptly.

Zhang Qilin also paused.

One big and one small, one below and the insect above, both fell into a strange stillness.

Then, the green bee carefully raised the front half of its body, and its two small, obsidian-like compound eyes met Zhang Qilin's calm eyes.

It seemed to recognize it for a moment, and a corner deep in its memory that had been gnawed to pieces lit up.

"Buzz?"

Small official?

It uttered a short, questioning syllable.

Zhang Qilin: “…”

He had no recollection of ever keeping any bees.

But the aura emitted by this creature does have an indescribable feeling of being ancient and familiar.

Green Hornet confirmed the identity, although he might have remembered the wrong person or was simply confused.

I instantly put the ultimate goal and going home behind my mind, and the feeling of grievance surged into my heart again.

It flew down with a whoosh, no longer lying on his head, but landed on Zhang Qilin's shoulder, rubbing its head against his neck again and again, making an even longer and more pitiful whimper, as if accusing the endlessness of this meteorite jade.

Zhang Qilin felt a cold and itchy sensation on his neck.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at the small thing on his shoulder that was emitting a faint green light and was so delicate that it didn't look like a living thing.

He sheathed his knife.

Then, he did something that would definitely shock Wu Xie and Fatty Wang if they saw it.

—He stretched out his finger and very gently rubbed the cold little head of the green bee with his fingertips.

Green Bee: "...Buzz~"

It's a comfortable vibrato.

It seemed to be comforted, its crying gradually subsided, and it rubbed his fingers.

After a brief period of warmth, real problems still exist.

The green bee was quiet for a while, and then its compound eyes turned again to the huge meteorite that was emitting strange energy.

The obsession to go home instantly overwhelmed everything.

"Buzz!"

Work!

It cheered up, flew towards the meteorite again, found a place, and started working hard.

The teeth-aching yet amazing gnawing sound filled the space again.

Zhang Qilin just stood there, watching silently.

In the end, it was easily eaten like a fragile biscuit, and fine powder fell off.

The powder fell to the ground, but did not accumulate. Instead, it seemed to be absorbed by the ground, or evaporated into some invisible energy.

His worldview does need time to rebuild.

The green wasp bit with concentration and madness, as if trying to make up for the lost time.

But before long, the gnawing speed slowed down significantly, and its movements became hesitant and chaotic.

Click…click…click…

It stopped, shook its head, and a trace of confusion flashed in its compound eyes.

"Buzz?"

where am I?

"Buzz?"

who am I?

"Buzz?"

What is this delicious thing?

It really started to lose its memory again.

It flew around the meteorite jade in which it had gnawed a small shallow pit twice, seemingly forgetting what it had been doing and that there was a person standing next to it.

Zhang Qilin: “…”

He looked at the green wasp as if it had discovered the meteorite jade for the first time, curiously touching it here and knocking it there, and then, attracted by the energy or smell of the meteorite jade again, instinctively opened its mouth and took a nibble.

Click, click, click...

The gnawing continues.

But this time, it gnawed for less than half an hour before stopping again. It turned its head in confusion and saw Zhang Qilin standing not far away.

"Buzz!"

Live!

It seemed a little frightened, and flew high up, vigilantly vibrating its wings towards Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Qilin looked at it expressionlessly.

The man and the insect confronted each other for a moment.

Qingfeng seemed to feel that the person in front of him was not aggressive, and the aura seemed a little familiar?

It lowered its altitude, approached cautiously, and circled him twice.

“Buzz…?”

Small official?

It recognized it again.

Maybe this is the only thing I remember?

Zhang Qilin's heart moved slightly.

He extended his finger again.

The green bee hesitated for a moment, then landed, hugged the finger and rubbed it affectionately.

Amnesia is temporary, but some sense of dependence engraved in the instinct seems to still be there.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .