The wooden robot swordsman A Fei suddenly became angry, so he was naturally inspired by Guo Dalu. The lesson of the Camel Senior Sister's boyfriend being rude is secondly, mainly to remind him how to respect his girlfriend.

Outside, friends who do not respect their partners are disrespectful of their partners. It would be fine if they are normal jealous, but he obviously is deliberately provoking trouble, or even deliberately embarrassing Senior Sister Camel.

After hearing Guo Dalu's question, Zhang Bo's face turned red and white. He was so shocked that he didn't know how to answer.

At this time, the Camel Senior Sister next to her replied: "Dalu, is that the robot you bought? Why are it all wood?"

Guo Dalu nodded and said, "Yes, it's specially customized. Because it has a system to distinguish emotions, I just made that kind of reaction and thought the senior had any intention of attacking... I'm so embarrassed."

Zhang Bo forced a smile and shook his head, "It's okay, I think it's quite interesting." His tone was obviously much more restrained, and then he asked, "If he installed a football system for him, wouldn't he still play football?"

"That probably won't work. If you play football, the data is too complicated. In addition to those skills, various rules are also required. Moreover, if you don't know how to adapt to things like the system, it will be very troublesome if you encounter misjudgment or collision with the opponent's players."

"Um."

"So, Dalu, your store mainly sells robots?" asked Senior Sister Camel.

"It's not just robots, but other things, which mainly depends on what consumers need, and groceries are all-inclusive."

Ariel Luo pointed to the medicine cabinet and asked, "Then what are you going to put in this cabinet?"

"Medicinal materials."

"Medicinal materials, do you still want to sell medicine?"

"Yes, I've learned some Chinese medicine."

"But if you sell medicine, you need to apply for a special license?"

"No, I don't sell decoctions, just pure medicinal materials, which are considered agricultural and sideline products."

Yichen Luo nodded, "I understand."

"By the way, have you had lunch? If you don't have one, let's go together. I happened to say I'd like to invite you and the senior to have a meal."

Zhang Bo hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Oh no, my football team still has something to do, come and have to go back."

Yichen Luo nodded and said, "Let's go next time."

"Okay." Guo Dalu didn't force himself to stay. He had already seen that Zhang Bo was not Luo Ariel's true destiny, and there was no next time.

Not many customers came in the afternoon, and Guo Dalu happened to use this time to buy medicinal materials, medical equipment, wood and some metal materials online. After ordering, he sorted out the store and locked the door and left.

After coming out of the corruption pit, he saw a little girl of five or six years old squatting under the sculpture in the middle of the square. Looking for something, Guo Dalu took a look and walked towards the commuter car.

On the way back to Jianghan Academy, Sun Wukong sent a WeChat message: "Brother Dalu, what are you doing recently?"

Guo Dalu: "I opened a shop, what about Wukong, have you learned any new skills?"

After all, Wukong seems to be about to return to Huaguo Mountain. So, the big fuss in the Heavenly Palace is not far away?

Sun Wukong: "Lao Sun has not learned new skills recently, but he listened to the ancestors' lectures every day to consolidate the Golden Elixir Avenue and practice the seventy-two changes."

Guo Dalu thought for a while and replied: "Bodhi Patriarch only secretly passed on the Art of Eternity and the Seventy-Two Transformations to you, don't let your fellow brothers know."

The Sun Wukong in the book seems to be expelled from the master by Bodhi Patriarch because he showed his skills in front of his brothers. The plot seems to make sense, but Guo Dalu always feels that it is not that simple. If you do things well, how can you write freely? So Guo Dalu's reminder actually means temptation.

After a while, Sun Wukong replied, "This old man knows it. The master only passed it on to me and not to other brothers. They will definitely learn it when they see it. Then my old man taught me, and it is not right to not teach me. Isn't it a dilemma?"

Guo Dalu said intimately: "This logic is right. What a character of Bodhi Patriarch. If he really minds that Wukong will show off in front of his brothers, there will be a hundred ways to stop him! So Wukong's departure is not the pursuit of Huaguo Mountain, but the unstoppable ancestor Bodhi Patriarch. I don't know how Bodhi Patriarch will drive Wukong away in the end."

Later, Sun Wukong told Guo Dalu some of the latest Bodhicitta Sutra that he heard. Guo Dalu has benefited a lot. In addition to accumulating merits to exchange for the Wukong red envelope, he is also practicing the Bodhicitta Sutra, which is just right in line with the Mohist sword technique.

Before Guo Dalu returned to his dormitory, his grocery store caused a new topic on campus forums, whether it was a wooden bird, a wooden dog, a bamboo dragonfly, or a doll, and was also accompanied by photos of different angles.

After various pictures are posted, the reply below is also exciting.

"Then it's a bird flying in the sky. I'm right, isn't it a big one? No, a bird?"

"Shocked! Wooden birds and bamboo dragonflies are flying all over the sky. Newton will be silent when he sees it, and Einstein will cry!"

"I can't hold on to Newton's coffin lid anymore. Please call me the police downstairs!"

"Newton told me that even wooden birds can fly, can I still play with a bird?"

...

"I asked Muniao, why don't you go to heaven? Muniao said, OK right now!"

"Please take me to show off and take me to fly!"

"The conclusion has come out. This is a bird that has escaped from low-level fun and has broken free from gravity."

...

In addition to talking about magical animals such as wooden birds and bamboo dragonflies in the reply, many people also recognized the grocery store owner, Hong Guo Dalu, who accidentally showed up on his face.

"Uncle police, it's him again!"

"Very well, you managed to get my attention."

"Since the beginning of the new semester, I have seen this face that is about to vomit! I really want to call the police!"

...

Guo Dalu, who was unaware of the truth, just returned to his dormitory when he saw Lin Jie jumping over and shouting: "Dalu, your store is open today, why didn't you call us to cheer?"

"I didn't shout when I saw you all busy. It's not a big deal." Guo Dalu said indifferently.

"It must be a big deal. After all, it is the first one in our dormitory to start a business. We should go over and support it no matter how hard we do it."

"There are more opportunities in the future."

"...Okay, but then again, the things in your store are really cool, where did you get those things?"

"I said I did it myself, do you believe it?"

"How is that possible?" Lin Jie's eyes widened.

Guo Dalu smiled and didn't explain much. The reason why he didn't call them today was because he was worried that they would keep asking questions.

The Mohist art was originally magical. After being handed by the Bodhi Patriarch, it became even more extraordinary and could no longer be stopped by common sense in the world. Even if Guo Dalu wanted to explain, they might not be able to understand it.

"When do you have time, go to the store to sit?" Guo Dalu ended the topic with this sentence.

"That's for sure, I can't wait for me to tell you now."

While Guo Dalu was talking to Lin Jie, a science and engineering student apartment on another campus of Chu University was also talking about the same thing.

"I can understand the principle of wooden birds and wooden dogs, but bamboo dragonflies are so weird." A boy wearing thick glasses frowned and said.

"I have seen all the pictures of the wooden birds enlarged. There is no propeller, nor can I see where there is a receiver... It just seems to be a thing of all kinds of gravity. It really challenges the three views." The person who answered the conversation was a little hunched thin man.

At this time, a boy holding a guitar sitting beside the bed said, "You really want to figure it out. Go to the store and buy it and cut it into slices. Isn't it all done? Is it useful to rub the photos here?"

The thin man looked at each other with thick glasses and nodded silently.
Chapter completed!