Wilderness Live Room ✓

Chapter 87

Things in the world are often so unexpected.

When Zigmada went to open the door, there were ten thousand and ten thousand people who were unwilling. You should know that they had just appeared so unpleasant with this group of archaeological team members a few days ago. Now they still have a face. This I have to admire.

Of course, on the other hand, Zigmada still feels that the other party must have come to ask for trouble again. You must know that the Ministry of Science hasn't come to wipe your buttocks the last time you got trouble, and now you come again, what should they do?

However, when Zigmada opened the door, he didn't even see anyone at first glance. He thought his eyes were dazzling. He looked at the left and right. As expected, he didn't see anyone. It was too weird.

It can't be that group of people joking, when you hear them coming, hurry up and hide.

"What about people? Why didn't you see?" Zigmada was puzzled. He raised his hand and scratched the four bumps on his head. He only felt that the daily life was really anxious.

Just when Zigmada was still looking for who was knocking on the door, he suddenly heard a sound coming from below. It was a very distinctive mechanical sound, and it was not very clear.

"Where to look! Here! Here!"

Zigmada followed the mechanical voice and looked down the door. Sure enough, he saw Langdon standing outside the door. It looked the same as before, with a translation board hung around its neck, but what was different in normal times was that Today, it is not naked, but dressed in clothes.

The clothes are a dark blue similar to the sky, and there are many white strips on it. The most important thing is that there is actually a white and blue hat.

Langdon's race doesn't know what it is, but it must look like a monkey, so he is very short. With such a dress, Zigmada can't stop laughing after a few seconds. Come out: "Hahaha, Langdon, who got your clothes for you!"

Obviously Zigmada's laughter made Langdon particularly upset. It squinted and spoke, and the voice from the translation board was a weird blend of menacing and comical: "You should be thankful. I wore clothes today, otherwise, your face must have been scratched by words now."

This danger was obviously not very powerful for Zigmada, but Zigmada still held back his smile, and let Langdon let him in by a crack in the door. He closed the door and asked him by the way: "You Why are you dressed like this today?"

After Langdon heard this question, he stopped and turned around to look at Zigmada. Then there was a particularly unhappy expression on its face. It pointed its finger at Zigmada, and said angrily. "Are you wearing this to see me? Have you considered respecting me a little bit?"

Looking down at the school uniform on him, Zigmada thought it was a little weird. Although there were only two sets of school uniforms, he would wash the clothes clean with soap soap every time, and the clothes he was wearing at this moment He was also very competitive, and he didn't get dirty from eating melon seeds, so why didn't he respect him?

No, no, no, except for this incident, Siegmada felt that he had overlooked one of the most important things, but because Langdon interrupted him, he couldn't remember it. He could only follow Langdon's words, which was very inexplicable. "What's wrong with my clothes? Why don't you respect you? My clothes are neat and clean, or are they the closest to this year's fashion. Where can I not respect you?"

As he said, he couldn't help but think of something, and said angrily: "You a monkey comes to us every day to eat and drink, and come to rob us of our things. You are ashamed to tell me that I don't respect you, believe it or not, I'll treat you I threw it out."