Boboiboy one-shot 【allboi】

【allboi】Is the beginning and the end.

Provider : Ms.■■■

The person who restored this file: Mr.■■■

The following content has been translated

"Zizi—hey, can you hear—me?"

"Oh my god, this Zizi—it's really hard to use Zizi—forget it, as long as we can communicate"

"The current time is AD 10■. I replaced the investigator of ■■ and re-investigated the planet QX-152."

"But I found that this planet is no longer suitable for habitation. Simply put, this planet is dead Zizi——"

"The residents passing by here over-picked Zizi—even if the resources can be regenerated all the time, they can't keep up with the speed of picking Zizi—"

"It's not over yet, this planet has been hit by many small meteorites - which caused the death of many local residents - and also caused the air on the ground to be full of toxins -"

"It's hard for the residents here to live, Zizi—"

"Okay, this is the end of my report, Zizi—"

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Boboiboy looked at the file that had stopped playing in front of him, and fell into deep thought

It took a while for Boboiboy to conclude that the planet was already dead, and that it might have died before Retakka snatched the other elements

So... what planets, monster, and people did he encounter at the time?

Thinking of this, Boboiboy broke into cold sweat and even got goosebumps. He immediately closed the database and returned to his room

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Back in the room, Boboiboy collapsed tiredly on the beanbag he "borrowed" from Fang. But just when he was about to relax, his brain was once again occupied by the information he just got.

In order to divert his attention, he cast his eyes on the calendar hanging on the wall

August 6th.......

He drank that strange drink at the end of May, and now it is August, it seems that he has been pregnant for more than three months...

Boboiboy looked down at his bulging belly, feeling panicked

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Solar looked at the report in his hand and scratched his head very agitatedly. He picked up the pen and wrote and wrote on the paper, but after a while he grabbed the report, crumpled the paper into a ball, and threw it into the trash can behind him

If we zoom out the camera, we can see that the trash can has been filled with various paper balls, and some even fell outside the trash can.

Solar took another piece of paper and prepared to write another report, but no matter what he thought or wrote, he was not satisfied.

Solar doesn't know why in recent months, he has been inexplicably irritable, even his other brothers are no exception, also they even quarreled about it

Solar took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly

Maybe he should make himself a cup of his beloved coffee to relieve his stress

Just do it, Solar put on his glasses again, stood up, and teleported directly from the laboratory to Tapops' kitchen.

After Solar brewed his beloved coffee, he smelled the aroma of the coffee, and finally found some comfort in his heart.