Chapter 776: Fresh Sheep Milk

On the other side, in the live stream room in the outside world, this new program once again made the full screen of comments start to revel.

"Good fellow, it's actually a dual-world setting. Screwed, so complicated."

"I said why it was all Animal World. I thought it was just the setting and didn't pay much attention."

"Mom, it's lucky this game isn't being played by me, otherwise I feel like I wouldn't live past three episodes inside."

"Spirit World, oh my, who knew I was actually a Spirit World double of a protagonist?"

Most of the audience were discussing the insidiousness and ingenuity of this dual-world setting.

However, there were also people who cared more about the people than the world setting.

"This young lady really has some skills. This magic theory is truly solid. She actually managed to set up a spiritual communication array with a mortal body just by finding some materials. I really couldn't do this if I were up there; I hate memorizing those theoretical knowledge the most."

"Plus one upstairs. I suspect these knowledge contain a sleeping curse; I get sleepy as soon as I study."

"Hilarious, I'm on the path of omnipotence and don't need to memorize knowledge."

"Forget it, the laziness you steal now will all have to be made up for in the end. Young man, listen to my advice. I'm stuck on the written test of the Peak Exam, and I'm annoyed by having to make up lessons every day."

"Eh, you are all young ladies. Am I the only one who thinks this little girl protagonist in the story looks a bit familiar? I always feel like I've seen her somewhere, but I can't remember for a while."

"Compared to this, I care more about what the young lady actually said that made that little girl suddenly believe her."

"Same, I'm also very curious. I just praised this live stream room's signal for being strong, and it turned out to be full of noise and interference at the critical moment. Screwed, those Spirit World potatoes are really not good. Change the server; next time try Spirit World corn?"

"We still don't know what the young lady said?"

Of course, there were also so-called plot fans guessing back and forth.

"Who do you think is the demon's shepherd?"

"Do we still need to guess? Isn't it very obvious? Grandma Sheep, she has the biggest suspicion."

"Although I also think it's Grandma, isn't this too simple? Under normal circumstances, the one with the biggest suspicion might not be it."

"That's anti-trope. In recent years, anti-anti-tropes have become popular. You think things might not be that simple, but in reality, they really are that simple."

"Hehe, this kind of thing plays with you smart people with many schemes. It doesn't work on a rough guy like me. If it were me, I'd directly blow up the whole orphanage, not leave a single sheep, and burn the house down. Better to kill by mistake than to let one go."

Finally, there were the fun-loving people who loved to see the show.

"Laughing to death, this young lady is so scummy, even bullying children. I like it."

"Hahaha, dumbfounded, right? Voting to 'out of the pen,' young lady is screwed, letting you offend all the little sheep with your hands."

"Stop reasoning, young lady. You're not suitable for the detective style. Hurry up and fast-forward to 'out of the pen,' then tear the demon apart by hand."

"Wow, this protagonist is so annoying. Where did this little female devil come from?"

"Hee hee hee, she believed it, she believed it. She actually believed the young lady's words."

"Upstairs, you've gone too far. Be careful, my Young Lady God Sect people will go over and beat you up. I don't allow you to say that about my Barrier."... "Come on, if you have the ability, follow the network cable and come over to chop me. This is my Mana Web address, hee hee hee."

"Come if you dare, sisters of the God Sect, grab your weapons and go."

"Screwed, you guys are for real? Aren't you afraid of a fake address? Damn, my newly bought display device, there are too many people, don't drill in together, it won't be able to take it and will break."

"Hee hee hee, the person upstairs is now full of 'big sister.' She will have a beautiful night. Remember to open a live stream; I'll watch both sides."

Hmm, today's silly witches are still quite normal.

And in the Haunted House World, after ending the spiritual communication, Dorothy forced herself to sleep.

Closing her eyes and opening them, it was already the morning of the second day.

The Home Witch's biological clock woke her up on time. She opened her eyes and sat up straight, then broke through the terrifying blanket seal like a robot controlled by a program, preparing to get up.

She habitually wanted to snap her fingers to use magic to serve herself, but the snap was made, yet nothing happened.

"Sigh, mortals are really troublesome, not convenient at all."

She muttered like this, and then, after a long time, started to tidy up the bed herself.

And Audrey, who was still sleeping on the side, was woken up by that snap. The little fox rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at the Senior Sister next to her who had already folded the blanket into a standard tofu block.

Ah, this, isn't it that magic can't be used? How can the blanket be so square?

Audrey Sheep also started to struggle with the blanket, finally gaining a piece of tofu dregs.

And at this moment, Dorothy had already finished washing and walked out of the washroom. She looked at the Junior Sister who was still trying to fight with the blanket on the side and found it a bit funny.

"Alright, stop struggling. Come over, I'll help you comb your hair."

Dorothy said so.

Sigh, it can only be said that this Junior Sister is worthy of being a young lady from a big family. It was fine when she had magic before, but after leaving magic, she really didn't have much self-care ability.

However, it didn't matter; after all, Audrey is truly beautiful.

And the little fox sheep, hearing her Senior Sister's call, hid her tofu dregs behind her back somewhat embarrassedly, and then sat in front of the dressing table with a blushing face, dragging her feet.

"Senior Sister, am I very useless?"

She lowered her head, dejected, and wrote on the paper.

"But you are beautiful, and beauty is justice."

Dorothy answered like this.

Audrey: "..."

Wuwuwu, so Senior Sister, you didn't even refute it? I am indeed very useless.

Moreover, who can say they are beautiful in front of you, Senior Sister?

"Alright, don't think too much. People always have things they are good at and things they are not good at. You don't need to demand yourself to be omnipotent all at once. We are witches; we have plenty of time to learn and practice in the future. Diligence can make up for clumsiness, but beauty is truly not as good as innate."

Dorothy smiled and rubbed the fluffy sheep wool on her Junior Sister's body.

Great, this feeling is truly top-notch, only a little worse than my most beloved little blanket. Maybe I can make a wool sweater?

*Cough cough*

Hmm, she isn't a furry fan, and it's definitely not because she wants to take the opportunity to rua (rub) sheep wool that she proposed to groom her Junior Sister. Definitely not.... And Audrey naturally didn't know the evil thoughts in the heart of that scummy Senior Sister behind her. Having lost her witch constitution and mana, she actually recovered in a way; at least she didn't have to be tortured by the talent of the Source of Desire anymore.

The little fox was just moved to tears by her Senior Sister's gentle comfort.

Wuwuwu, sure enough, only Senior Sister is good in the world; a child with a sister is a treasure. I like...

Oh, I like Chi-Barrier the most, and Senior Sister second.

"Alright, that's about it. Truly great, worthy of being my Junior Sister."

Dorothy wielded the comb nimbly, and soon combed Audrey Sheep's sheep wool until it was as smooth as Dove chocolate.

Hmm, as long as you understand a little bit of force transmission, plus a little bit of martial arts, this isn't difficult to do. If needed, the Home Witch could even give people a curly hair style with her bare hands.

However, that was all she could do. After all, she usually relied on magic to cheat for makeup and such, and wasn't really very good at it. Fortunately, the Junior Sister was a sheep at this moment, so she didn't need makeup.

And the charm of the Mei Yangyang reflected in the mirror, which could make people ignore the species, was also blooming at this moment, making her look even more beautiful and moving. Just looking at it would make people feel happy. Beautiful things have always been like this.

It was just that Dorothy was a bit curious about what the Audrey in reality, who was playing the sheep Little Mei, actually looked like in reality.

"Alright, time to go out. Today we still have to investigate who the demon's summoner is."

Dorothy said so.

And mentioning this made her feel a bit uncomfortable.

Speaking of which, tomorrow is the "out of the pen" day. So according to the rules, today there will be a voting ceremony in the Lamb Yard, where everyone will vote together to choose the lamb that is about to be "out of the pen."

And the Home Witch remembered the prank she did yesterday that pulled full hatred. Hilarious, this time, the result doesn't even need to be thought about; I'm definitely screwed.

Dorothy had some self-awareness about this.

However, she reached out and touched her thigh. Through the skirt, she could still feel the restraint collar, which gave her a bit of a sense of security.

Hmm, normally, mortals can't defeat demons by strength; they have to rely on wisdom and means.

But fortunately, she is not a normal person. If she uses the power of the collar to transform into a werewolf, who isn't a demon?

However, this good reasoning suspense haunted house game was almost played by herself into a reckless game of fighting monsters, leveling up, and dropping equipment. Dorothy had always claimed to be a civilized witch, harmless to humans and animals. Always taking the armed route truly made her mood complicated.

Sigh, I'm really not an armed witch.

Hmm, in order to prove that I am a cultured person who uses her brain, this time I must investigate it clearly.

The Home Witch thought so in her heart.

Then, the two Senior and Junior Sisters went out together, ready to go to the cafeteria for breakfast.

It was just that when the two appeared in the cafeteria as a pair, the moment they entered the door, all eyes were on them.

"Little Mei, did she really sleep in the same room as you last night?"

Suddenly, a sheep stood up and asked so.

Dorothy took a look and found that it was a sturdy little sheep. It seemed to be called Little Fei.

And facing such an inquiry, Audrey seemed to be a bit frightened. She shrank timidly beside her Senior Sister, but still nodded.... Suddenly, Little Fei's face, which was originally quite black, turned pale. He sat dejectedly on his seat, looking as if he had lost his soul.

And the other lambs were no better, all looking as if they had lost their souls.

Wuwuwu, the Little Mei they carefully protected and couldn't bear to hurt had been eaten clean by someone else in just one night.

Why, just because she has a grandmother who is the director?

The atmosphere in the entire restaurant suddenly became silent and oppressive.

Of course, Dorothy didn't have much reaction to this. After all, if there are many lice, you don't fear the itch. Anyway, her hatred was firmly pulled, and she didn't care about adding a little more.

After all, they couldn't vote to have her "out of the pen" twice, right?

Compared to taking care of the emotions of this group of sheep who were full of that little bit of love and lust every day, she cared more about what the breakfast in this cafeteria was.

It was just that this truly disappointed her, this foodie.

Breakfast was just a cup of sheep milk and a piece of bread.

The key was that the bread was really the one she brought from home yesterday.

Tsk, it seems that in this orphanage where everything is abnormal, only the diet is truly orphanage standard. Why can't you just be a bit more outrageous and let me eat something delicious?

Dorothy thought with some resentment. However, wasting food is not a good habit, so she still took her breakfast and sat with Audrey.

"Senior Sister, this is for you. I don't like to drink it."

The little fox pushed her share of sheep milk to the Home Witch, and then held up a cardboard, writing so.

"Eh..."

Dorothy was stunned, then somewhat speechless.

Ah, this, does this Junior Sister also have the problem of being a picky eater? She didn't seem to have this problem before, did she?

The Home Witch was a bit puzzled, but didn't think too much about it.

She just naturally took the sheep milk from Audrey, and then opened the lid and drank it.

Hey, don't say, it's unexpectedly quite delicious. It seems to be fresh sheep milk.

Dorothy stuck out her tongue and licked the milk stain on her lips, then tried to persuade this picky Junior Sister.

"Don't you really want to taste it? I feel that this taste seems to be a few points sweeter than the milk of a Fierce Bull Dragon. The taste is great."

"And, actually, pure milk has the effect of exorcising demons. After all, Lord God King is a shepherdess, and all living things are the lambs she pastures. Sheep milk has a very strong religious symbolic meaning."

The Home Witch said so.

Although this kind of thing is actually two sides of the same coin, lambs are considered pure, but adult sheep are sometimes symbols of demons, such as the most classic succubus.

Well, it's very complicated.

Can a pure little angel also fall into a terrifying demon?

Of course, Dorothy didn't care much about this. After all, there are few normal people in religion; they are all quite mystical. In her view, milk is milk, and whether it tastes good or not is the most important thing.

It was just a pity that her persuasion was a big failure.

Audrey rolled her eyes at this, and then wrote a few big characters on the paper, looking very speechless.

"Stupid Senior Sister, have you forgotten what kind of witch I am?"

Dorothy: "..."

Eh, Nine-Tailed Fox? Oh, still a succubus mixed-blood, then it's fine.

The Home Witch was a bit embarrassed.

Fine, now I can understand why the Junior Sister suddenly became a picky eater. You can't expect a demon witch to like drinking holy sheep milk. Although some heavy-tasting demon witches actually like drinking holy water quite a bit, according to the reviews they published on the Mana Web, it is said that high-purity holy water is strong, and after drinking it, they feel lazy and have no worries at all.

Hmm, they treat holy water as wine.

But this is also normal. After all, demon witches are essentially not demons, but witches. The lethality of exorcism props like holy water to demon witches, although it exists, is not as effective as it is to real demons.

"Fine, then I'll drink it myself."

Dorothy happily enjoyed the two bottles of fresh sheep milk alone.

Really, I don't know how this thing is made, but the taste is truly great. I kind of want to steal the technique.

It was just that the act of the two of them pushing and letting each other was truly showing off their love in the eyes of other lambs.

Clearly, there was very little food, but the lambs all felt that they were truly full. It was just that their eyes were a bit red with anger.

But just at this moment, the cafeteria door opened, and Grandma Sheep walked in. The sheep nursing staff behind her walked up and started distributing a slip of paper to every lamb in the cafeteria.

"Children, let's begin."

Grandma Sheep's sheep pupils, which looked somewhat kind because of the obstruction of the glasses, looked at everyone, and then said so.

The "out of the pen" voting has begun.

Lambs voting.

Another full-attendance month, great. ===== CHAPTER 777 =====