The Guide of How to Be an Interstellar Tycoon

"The seeds can be sown in the ground like this? I think those big families in Central Star have to breed first, and then carefully wait for germination in the conservatory, and often water the nutrient solution, otherwise they will not be able to grow anything. Even the crops that are planted are all shriveled." Grandpa Gu looked at the land in front of him, very melancholy.

He doesn't care that these seeds can't be planted and it costs money, but seeing the young master so excited, if it doesn't germinate by then, the young master will be so sad.

"That's enough, it should be able to germinate in three days or five." Gu Bai said with a smile, although his power level is not high, the vitality of the seeds watered by the power is comparable to those watered with nutrient solution. too much.

Gu Bai has a very good reputation in the Blue Star gourmet restaurant in the second world. All customers who have come here will tell their relatives and friends and bring them over with them, and then these relatives and friends will tell their friends, word of mouth, even if Customers can't come to eat every day, after all, wallets are not allowed, but Gu Bai's food is still in short supply every day.

Only Mumu showed up at the Blue Star gourmet restaurant on time every day, and would not leave until Gu Bai was offline. He had never been absent.

In the face of such loyal customers, Gu Bai receives money every day... very happy.

"Mumu, I'm going to participate in the first game of the food competition tomorrow. The store is closed. I'll prepare you tomorrow's meals later, so don't come to the store." Gu Bai said to Mumu.

After getting along for this period of time, he also had a certain understanding of the man in front of him who did not remember his name, but was taciturn.

Although Mumu doesn't like to talk, he is hot on the outside and hot on the inside. When someone comes to trouble him, he will stand up to protect him.

It feels good to have such a person by his side in this world.

I just don't know why this person can't go offline. Can his body in reality bear it? Or...he's actually just an NPC in this world?

I can't blame Gu Bai for thinking this way. After all, in the holographic online game novels, besides players, there are also NPCs with high intelligence. Although the second world is not an online game, it is also a virtual world. It looks more like a newborn NPC.

The more he thought about it, the more Gu Bai felt that Mumu might be an NPC, or perhaps an NPC who was not "born" under the expectations of the brain.

If that's the case, isn't he... cultivating Mumu now?

So is he like... a father-like existence to Mumu? Gu Bai secretly snickered in his heart.

"Where are you competing?" Mumu rarely asked.

"Food Mansion, what, do you want to watch my game?" Gu Bai replied with a smile.

Mumu nodded: "Yeah."

The smile on Gu Bai's face grew even bigger, "I'm afraid it won't work, I haven't heard of a live audience, but..." After a pause, he continued, "You can watch the live broadcast of our game."

"Live broadcast?" Mumu looked at Gu Bai with obvious doubts in his eyes.

"I'll teach you." Gu Bai called out a blank panel. He actually didn't know how to watch the live broadcast. After all, he was also a half-hearted person who appeared halfway through. In this way, it seems that the situation is quite similar to Mumu's, and he doesn't belong to this world. .

"I remember that the function of watching the live broadcast seems to be here, you can look for it." Gu Bai barked on the control panel for a while, and leaned back slightly so that Mumu could see his control panel.

The air suddenly became quiet, and the sound of breathing and breathing was clearly audible. Only then did Gu Bai realize that he was very close to Mumu, so close that he could hear the sound of breathing and breathing, and felt the heat from his body.

At this moment, Mumu replied, "Well, I found it."

A low, hoarse magnetic voice, like an arrow, swept across Gu Baixin Lake, causing a ripple.

"It's good to find it, it's getting late, I'll go offline and have a rest, and I have to participate in the competition tomorrow." Gu Bai hurriedly said, and hurriedly got off the assembly line.

The thumping, thumping heart, which is beating faster, seems to be still clearly felt until it returns to reality.

Gu Bai's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he was a little puzzled. If Mumu's appearance was that kind of shockingly handsome, it would make sense for him to be throbbing. Unstoppable.

But the reality is that although Mumu is a handsome guy, he is not so handsome that people and gods are angry. He has always been superficial in appearance, so his reaction should not be so big.

It must be that the mother's fetus has been soloed for too long, and the apocalypse has been isolated from people for too long. People who are suddenly close to a person will have such a strange reaction, and it will take a long time to get used to it.

Don't think about it anymore, hurry up and go to bed, Gu Bai silently hinted to himself in his heart.

...

At the same time, Mumu in the second world was also teleported out of the gourmet shop after the owner went offline. He stood motionless at the door of the shop, just like a statue, only those dark eyes showed Sharp, people dare not look at it.

But his heart was far less calm than his surface.

Jun Morin reached out and rubbed the stinging sun. He sorted out his memory a little bit about the experience of the past few days, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Since he was on the brink of collapse because of his spiritual power, and was sent to the second world, his memory has been up and down, and he often wakes up once every ten days and a half.