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He thought, his boss, Mr. Wang, likes to run around barefoot, so how could such a thin carpet be enough?
Gu Yunzhou actually wanted to correct this action.
In his view, Ji Zhaoming's physique was even weaker than that of the weakest race, and if he didn't protect himself properly, he would be the one to suffer.
On second thought, in the folk tales left by humankind, the gods always loved to run barefoot, wearing flower wreaths on their heads, on the wildest grasslands.
Perhaps this is the true nature of the gods?
In that case, we can only pay more attention to it from the outside world.
We would need to add five more layers of blankets that are that thick.
Gu Yunzhou knelt down and stroked Ji Zhaoming's feet, even able to clearly feel the blood flowing under his skin and the distinct bones.
—But it is also very fragile.
With just a little force, Gu Yunzhou could break it off.
Gu Yunzhou lowered his eyes, suppressing all his agitation, and carefully helped Ji Zhaoming put on the shoes.
Ji Zhaoming asked, "Is there any activity outside?"
"No," Gu Yunzhou replied, "I was making something. Did I disturb the master? I'm sorry, I'll tell them to be more careful next time."
Ji Zhaoming smiled and said, "No, no, I only heard it after I woke up."
His feet were dangling in mid-air, swaying restlessly from side to side, and he asked excitedly, "What are you doing? Can I go down and take a look?"
This was the first time Ji Zhaoming had ever seen something so full of life.
Seeing that Gu Yunzhou did not object, he immediately jumped off the bed and onto the floor, and quickly lay down by the window.
The massive spaceship stood in the center of the ice and snow, with three well-protected snowmen beside it. The snowmen silently watched the robot's movements.
The robots were busy running back and forth between the spaceship and the house.
Ji Zhaoming had previously heard Gu Yunzhou say that he was making something, and he thought it was some kind of trinket.
He stared at the enormous spaceship, dumbfounded.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the robot wasn't carrying any equipment at all, but rather fluffy blankets, a heater, and even some snacks.
Ji Zhaoming wasn't stupid; he naturally knew who these things were specially prepared for, and stood there awkwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed.
The hand that was about to wave was frozen in mid-air, and no further action was taken.
But the robots' sensitivity to the king was beyond imagination. The moment Ji Zhaoming opened the window, the robots sensed that someone was watching them from above.
Slowly raising their heads, the robots knelt in the snow and called out, "King."
"Get up quickly!" shouted the great Ji Zhaoming, "It's cold in the snow."
As they spoke, a cloud of mist condensed in the cold air and drifted out into the vast expanse of heaven and earth.
Gu Yunzhou asked, "Shall we go down and take a look?"
"Is that okay?" Ji Zhaoming asked excitedly.
Gu Yunzhou extended a finger and lifted the coat Ji Zhaoming was wearing, saying, "Master can go anywhere, but he will need to wear another coat."
The room has air conditioning, so you can wear less clothing, but it's a different story outside. It's because the sun has suddenly appeared that the snow-capped mountains, which have been dormant for decades, have slowly begun to melt. The cold wind in the air is something that ordinary people can't bear, let alone its king.
In the beginning, the robots never expected to see the sun again, which gave the avalanche an opportunity. After Ji Zhaoming was rescued, the robots worked day and night to divert the melting snow from the mountain to another location.
In just a few days, a small stream should form.
His arrival in just a few days has already brought about tremendous changes to the world.
When Ji Zhaoming came out of the house carrying the galaxy he had made, he was wrapped up like a snowball. Except for his jet-black hair and a red nose, he was almost entirely white, like snow. Among the snowmen he was building, it was impossible to tell which one was the snowman.
—Perhaps Ji Zhaoming looks more like a snowman.
Exquisite, beautiful, and pleasing, like the most perfect god in mythology.
But the gods in mythology also have a touch of inhumanity. When Ji Zhaoming turned to look at Gu Yunzhou with a smile, the celestial realm was right there on earth.
Ji Zhaoming rushed to the spaceship.
The robot beside him said, "Good morning, Your Majesty."
Ji Zhaoming didn't mind the effort, and greeted each of them in turn, giving them the galaxy he had made.
In the beautiful Milky Way, there is an even more beautiful face.
Braving the biting cold wind, it led them all the way to warmth.
The robots were somewhat relieved; thankfully, they had painted the spaceship, and only a spaceship like this could barely be worthy of their king.
Robots' ships are usually cold and impersonal, with a metallic feel that seems to freeze you at first glance. But this spaceship is the complete opposite of what robots are used to.
Paint it completely with the hottest colors, and on the bow of the spaceship is a sun.
The sun shines brightly, unobstructed by any clouds.
Ji Zhaoming crawled into the spaceship.
As soon as he entered, he felt a warm breeze blowing directly on his face, carrying a faint fra
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