It was time for him to sign.

well.

The previous big brother wrote without opening his eyes.

This one, he didn't even move his hands...

……

That pen just hangs in the air and signs...

……

He recited a spell with syllables that were difficult to pronounce, the kind that would take two or three months of practice to pronounce.

Then there was a bouquet of flowers in his hand...

A bunch of...

Crazy twisted flowers!

……

I immediately turned around to leave and saw him walking towards me.

……

He was wearing all sorts of jewelry that jingled when he walked, and he was also showing his arms and waist, and even his feet...

Well, the presence is very high.

……

Ah ah ah ah ah!

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I wanted to hide, but his eyes were fixed on me...

The hope and sadness in his eyes were pulling at each other, as if...

What he handed me was not flowers, but the child he had just given birth to for me...

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I:……

"I'm allergic to pollen." I forced myself to say.

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He was puzzled at first, then showed a very interested expression: "This is not a flower."

? ?

I frowned and looked at the bouquet of flowers that was still twisting in confusion...

"It's not a plant, it's flesh and blood." He gave an evil smile.

!!!

……

He pinched off a branch.

Blood flowed out from the broken part, and the wriggling flesh could be seen.

……

what! ! ! ! !

I snatched the bouquet of flowers and shoved it right in his face!

What the hell is this guy!!!

……

Flowers are scattered all over the ground, actually crawling...

I'm already questioning my own mental state!

Madness is indeed contagious!!

!!!

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Rose thorns grew on the ground.

Instantly strangle those strange creatures.

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I looked at the man in the corner with lingering fear.

The general was holding a bright red rose...

It's just like……

It's just like.

……

Casey slammed the table and said, "Sir, you should know the consequences of not cooperating with the match."

The man was stunned and frowned: "I am very cooperative, ma'am."

……

Another foreigner.

He said that the style of clothing he was wearing now was the highest etiquette for meeting guests in his area.

He said that in his place, reciting poetry when meeting someone is a normal way of greeting, equivalent to introducing oneself.

The other party can receive information about his life from the poem, and can even determine his name by feeling alone.

……

He said that he had heard that humans loved flowers, so he had specially learned a new spell...

He said that those flowers are very well behaved, they can find food on their own, follow their owners, and act like a spoiled child...

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My fist itches.

My palms are itchy...

……

It’s not that Nuwa No. 3 is unreliable, but I think it needs to be scrapped directly.

What the hell is this matching...

There is a severe shortage of normal humans.

……

When I think of those precious children who were taken away before, I really feel that it would be better to pack them up in a big bag and send them directly to the welfare home.

Safe, hassle-free and worry-free.

……

Can you really teach a normal human being to be matched with a guy like this?

……

Obviously, the three people present had the same question.

It was unanimously decided to go through the second process.

……

But the man started to act stupid.

He said he was dizzy and had a headache because of overdrawn mana.

There is no more mana left to control the pen and sign.

Casey asked him to sign it.

He said he couldn't write by hand.

……

Their race does not need to write with their hands.

……

His hand holding the pen looks really weak.

The posture is also not correct.

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I frowned and walked towards him: "I don't like flowers like that."

He was stunned for a moment, and took off the most colorful piece of jewelry from the jingling jewelry on his wrist.

Handing it to me: "How about this one?"

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