Gamers Are Fierce

"To get back to the point, the protagonist of this family-hunting story is a Nico. Their family lives by growing cotton for others."

　　 "Cotton..." Faust thought for a while and closed his mouth decisively.

　　 "What about this Nico, I have lost my mother since I was a child."

　　 "His mother died?" Faust asked subconsciously.

　　 "No, I was caught."

　　 "What's the matter? Who caught it?" Faust asked.

　　 "Well, actually Nico and his parents are **** men."

　　 "This is really correct." Faust gestured and said, after saying that, he felt that he might not be right, and closed his mouth decisively.

　　 He actually wanted to ask, since Nico’s parents are **** men, where did Nico come from.

　　 But this is even more incorrect, let alone ask.

However, Li Ang seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Nico was not bought with soda or picked up from the garbage dump. His father was swimming by the river one day and found a big watermelon floating from upstream. , Salvaged it and cut it open, and found that there was a 1.8-meter-tall baby inside."

　　 Faust, an ordinary town resident in Hamelin Town, has never heard of Momotaro’s story, but this does not affect him to complain, "A baby one meter tall, does this protagonist have the blood of a giant?"

　　 Li Ang sneered and sneered at him, "What? You discriminate against giants?"

　　 "No no, I dare not dare." Faust shook his head like a rattle. Under the rule of Her Majesty the Ice Queen, those things that were once considered "monsters" and "beasts" now have human rights.

　　 In the capital of the Kingdom of Ruen, countless "committees for the protection of rights and interests of a relatively small group of intelligent life groups" have been set up to fight for the rights of species such as goblins, trolls, giants, kobolds, and griffins.

　　 Discrimination against kobolds, like discrimination against African-American residents, is a felony in the Kingdom of Loen.

　　 "It's fine if there is no discrimination."

　　 Li Ang nodded and continued: "This little brother, his father is the son of a local tribal chief, and his mother is a commoner of the tribe. The couple are very affectionate.

　　 But the chief has a narrow and extreme concept, and took his dad away, preventing the couple from staying together.

　　 So in fact it was his father who was arrested, and his father was his mother. "

　　 "What kind of mess is this?!" Faust's eyes twitched, not knowing what expression to make.

　　 "That's what happened anyway," Li Ang spread his hands. "His mother told Nico since he was a child that he must find his dad anyway.

　　 So Nico has practiced all kinds of martial arts since he was a child, and he became a good hand at growing cotton in the village at a young age. "

　　 "So what is the connection between martial arts and cotton growing!" Faust had already subconsciously started to complain.

　　 "This year, Nico finally grew up to eighteen years old. He feels that he has the ability to take a great adventure and find his father from his grandfather and grandfather."

　　 "It's not easy."

　　 "Of course." Li Ang said, "Before leaving, Nico got a few magic weapons from his mother, namely watermelon, watermelon, and a watermelon."

　　 "Isn't this all watermelon?"

　　 "It's different." Li Angzhen said: "These three watermelons have different functions. One watermelon is big and round, with a hollow inside. You can get into it at night and act as a sleeping bag.

　　 A watermelon is round and flat, strong and reliable. If necessary, it can be thrown as a flying cake and used as a weapon.

　　 A watermelon is square and flat, and it is full of toughness. It can be hung around the waist as an African drum and sings while walking on the road. The repertoire of singing is also very rich, such as "I really want to plant another five hundred years" and "Cotton from the West". "

　　According to the traditional cross talk routine, Faust, who is a fancier at this time, should say, "Let's do it, then you can give us a piece of this tune."

　　 However, Faust was neither professionally admired nor dared to ask any more, so he looked at the sky silently and pretended that nothing happened.

　　It's just that the uncooperative support did not affect Li Ang's performance alone.

　　 I saw him pat the table, and I began to sing songs with the theme songs of Journey to the West, such as "Nikon Nico, you are amazing, the cotton farm can't hold you down, grape soda really quenches your thirst."

　　 "Slave boat, the boat is over the west, carrying Heinigo and the three Mexicans, working in the plantation, working until sunset in the day~"

　　 Faust swears that if it weren’t for the fact that he might not be able to beat the opponent, he would have to work hard with this eastern monk (in order to prove that he had nothing to do with racial discrimination)

　　 Li Ang finished singing, and continued: "Little Nige just sang this ballad to embolden himself, while boarding the slave boat leading to the Kingdom of Loen."

"Etc., etc,"

　　 Faust still couldn't help asking, "Why did he get on the slave boat? Didn't he go to find his father?"

　　 Li Ang spread his hands, "Yes, his father arrived in this land on a slave boat a long time ago, responding to the talent introduction plans of various regions, and has a good life."

　　"..."

　　 The expression on Faust's face was like constipation, and he didn't know what lines to follow.

　　 "Little Nige heard that his father found a good job in an organization in a place in the northern part of the Ruen Kingdom."

Li Ang smiled and said: "The person in charge of that organization ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has a very good heart. He thinks that the current African-American residents can't live on subsidies alone. They have to find a way to learn something, have a skill and be able to make money to support their family. To provide a better educational environment for children."

"Well..."

　　 Faust hesitated and said slowly, "...sounds pretty normal."

　　 At this point in the story, there has been an intersection with the world of the script mission. Faust was not sure how to answer the other party for a while.

　　 "You think too." Li Ang waved his hand to all the onlookers, "You may not have heard of that institution.

　　They are exactly the same as the original plantation model,

　　 is also to let African-American residents sell their labor for the white gentlemen to make money day and night, and African-American residents who do well can be freely traded and transported to other institutions. "

"This is impossible!"

　　 Faust resolutely said, "Under the call of Her Majesty the Ice Queen, no one can oppress African-American brothers and sisters, let alone sell them.

　　 Even if there is such a thing, it will definitely be opposed and attacked by everyone, it is impossible to exist! "

　　 "Don't understand."

　　 Li Ang smiled and said: "The name of the organization that relies on African-American workers to sell labor to make money, like the plantation, is called NBA.

　　 is called 　Basketball　, and it is a business organization that hires people to play basketball. "