Chapter 7 Chapter 7
In the boundless universe, General Gu Anyi and his subordinates were quickly driving in the direction of the signal sent by Mi Li's live broadcast room. The speed of the spacecraft rubbed against the static matter in the universe, and a bright light similar to a meteor flashed.
"Look! A shooting star!"
Mi Li's little fleshy arm was quickly swung out, and his fingers pointed directly in the direction of the meteor as if he was ignorant.
The live broadcast audience also looked in the direction Mi Li was looking.
Mi Li seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly, he put his hands together and muttered something.
"I hope to get rich quickly, I hope to have enough food and drink, I hope to become beautiful, I hope to be surrounded by beauties..." These words were played three times in an endless loop.
The live audience who didn't hear clearly moved a little closer to listen.
Live audience: ...
Shocked face!!!
I didn't expect you to be such a cub!
The shooting star flew past quickly, but Mi Li was not upset. After all, if only one of the wishes came true, she would be so happy! She walked forward with her short legs, and suddenly... she stopped!
Nonsence!
How could I have forgotten to make a wish to leave this damn place!!!
Mi Li hesitated for half a second, then immediately turned around and went back to where she had just stood, sat down, and tried to wait for the next meteor to arrive.
Live audience: What is this kid doing? Question mark face!
One minute has passed!
Two minutes have passed!
……
Ten minutes have passed!!!
The edge of the sun that appeared on the horizon seemed to be mocking Mi Li's naivety at the moment, and Mi Li finally reacted.
It’s already dawn!
Where did the shooting star come from!
Have I become smaller and my brain capacity is no longer enough? Ahhhhhh!
The angry little hand grabbed a handful of sand and threw it on the ground. He placed his other hand on his chest, opened his mouth slightly, and breathed in and out three times.
“I’m not angry! I’m not angry! I’m not angry! I’m not angry! I’m not angry, I’m not angry!!”
Live audience: Aaaaaaaah! Bury my baby’s chest.
After taking a few deep breaths, Mi Li finally seemed to calm down. Without further delay, he continued to walk deeper into the small sand piles.
Live audience A: What is this guy trying to do?
Audience member B: Ahhhhhh! I love the baby's short legs!
(Mi Li: Are you polite?)
Live audience C: Hey! What did you pick up? It's dirty, don't pick it up!!!
Mi Li walked down a slope and was surprised to find that there was actually a clump of grass at the bottom of the slope. It seemed as if it was deliberately rolled into a ball by the wind, like a big bird's nest!
Mi Li widened her eyes, and the black and white of her pupils instantly turned into two words.
Firewood = Rice
Mi Li couldn't help but speed up her pace, but the harder she moved her calves, the slower she seemed to walk.
at last! ! !
I walked to a pile of hay that looked small from a distance but was actually taller than a grain of rice.
Mi Li tried hard to pull at the pile of grass with his little hands, but it seemed, as if, he could only lift a little bit.
Not a little bit actually.
In the desert, a bunch of grass was struggling to move forward, just like an ant moving a huge mountain. Mi Li walked with his short legs, and he never thought that climbing a back slope would be so difficult.
Live audience: Oh, oh, oh! How can the kid be so pitiful!
Halfway up, he put down the firewood in his hand, slumped down on the sand, staring straight ahead with lifeless eyes.
Why is life so difficult? I might as well just die here!
"Gurgle, gurgle" the stomach started to make noises at an inopportune time. This sound seemed to give Mi Li strength. Thinking about the rice he was about to eat, rice! Instantly, he was like a chicken with blood, and he picked up the hay on the ground.
Live audience: Although I don’t know what Zaizai is doing, but Zaizai is so inspiring and strong!
The rice grain, not inspiring and not strong, finally climbed to the top of the slope.
Looking at the distance not far from her small residence, Mi Li thought of a great idea.
With his little hands, he rolled the grass on his shoulders into a sled shape, stuffed two small grasses into his nose, and stepped on it with his short legs in a handsome posture, as if he was driving a cool motorcycle. He twisted his hands slightly twice and slid down the slope "whoosh whoosh whoosh"!
Audience in the live broadcast room: Ahhhhhhh! No, baby, this is too exciting!
There was no way that Mi Li could hear the shouts of the audience. The flesh on her little face was trembling in the wind, and her chestnut curly hair exploded like popcorn, flying straight back. Her little mouth was closed, and the two blades of grass on her nose trembled slightly, trying to follow the wind. Her eyes were slightly narrowed, leaving only a small gap to determine the direction.
With a "swish", the pair of shoes with a small opening on the little feet suddenly braked as if gritting teeth.
At this moment, Mi Li looked like a victorious general. He raised his chin slightly, had a messy hair, shook his hair, puffed out his chest, and got off the "grass" cart he made.
From the perspective of the audience in the live broadcast room, there were two blades of grass hanging on the cub's nose that were about to fall off, his little face was slightly yellow due to the dust, and his little chestnut curly hair was playfully distinct.
Audience in the live broadcast room: Ahhhhhhhhh, Zaizai is killing me, is this Zaizai’s new look?