Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 34 Intro ([-])

Taking advantage of the darkness, Fu Cangzhao trotted all the way back to the apartment. When he opened the door and saw the familiar furnishings, he felt as if he was in another world.

It wasn't that she was unaccustomed to suddenly returning to a simple environment. The main reason was that the last time she returned to this small room, she was full of complaints and almost broke the initial inkless pen assigned to her by Card City.

For a long time, the technological level of the world of immortal cultivation was not as good as that of Card City. However, it was precisely this backwardness that created a slow-paced environment for self-cultivation. Therefore, when Fu Cangzhao returned to Card City, she felt extremely calm.

It feels like the restless part of the soul has been soothed, no longer full of aggressive intentions, and can face all aspects of life calmly.

She decided to apologize to her neighbor. She must have been troubled by the fuss she made before. Thinking of this, Fu Cangzhao always felt that something was missing.

By the way, what about the weird noise next door?

Fu Cangzhao was a little flustered for no reason. He stared at the bed without a quilt for a while, then moved, opened the door and went to the next door.

Thanks to a certain bad time traveler, she is now very familiar with knocking on doors and saying hello.

"Hello?"

The door of room 206 opened a crack, revealing a few strands of soft silver-white hair and a corner of the snow-white gauze skirt.

Fu Cangzhao cleared his throat, feeling uneasy and struggled to speak: "H-hello, I'm from next door..."

The gap suddenly opened, and Fu Cangzhao finally saw the true appearance of his neighbor - long, shiny silver-white hair with curls at the end, rare pink eyes, and a snow-white gauze skirt that was worth a lot at first glance.

The lines of the limbs are soft and plump. They look a little thin, but they are actually very healthy.

As the door opened, a sweet floral fragrance flowed into Fu Cangzhao's nostrils along with the warm wind. It was a bit like the bottle of expensive fragrance shower gel in the supermarket that he wanted to buy but didn't dare to buy.

"Want to come in and sit down?" Seeing that Fu Cangzhao was hesitating and unable to speak, and his face turned red, the neighbor smiled and took the former's hand, which was red from the cold, to enter the house.

The moment Fu Cangzhao was held by that snow-white hand, her mind went blank. She let her neighbor pull her away, completely forgetting what she wanted to say.

Inadvertently, the white porcelain teacup with gold rim was stuffed into his hand. The heat warmed his fingertips through the wall of the cup, and he heard the other party say leisurely: "It's cold, drink a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."

The two calves exposed under the snow-white gauze skirt took elegant steps, bringing with them wisps of fragrant wind.

Although the room is simple and simple, with people there, it actually has a little more atmosphere that only rich people can enjoy.

After receiving such a warm reception, Fu Cangzhao threw all the apology lines she had thought up along the way.

"..." She tugged on her scarf and swallowed a small sip of tea.

I have to say that my neighbor’s tea-making skills are...very good, unlike those who live in the Extreme Night Zone.

Watching her neighbor's every move carefully, she could not hide the aristocratic air she exuded in her gestures, even though she had spared a lot of red tape due to her poor conditions.

The dark, dead fish eyes dimmed a bit under the light.

Fu Cangzhao was still in a daze when he suddenly smelled the aroma of food and his stomach growled twice.The neighbor was carrying a plastic packaging box. As soon as he opened the lid, the aroma of hot and sour noodles covered everything.

"So are you having a midnight snack?" She blinked and pointed at the hot and sour noodles in her neighbor's hand. "No wonder it's so quiet."

The neighbor silently opened the disposable bamboo chopsticks and said, "It's rare for you to be so quiet."

Fu Cangzhao's face was hot and he rubbed his tea cup uneasily.

"I'm sorry..." She tightened her body and her voice was like a gnat.

Suifen stopped on the opposite side.

After a while, the neighbor Rourou said: "Then I also want to say sorry to you for always disturbing you."

<divclass="contentadv">Both sides were silent.

Their residence is only separated by a wall, but they have never seen each other's appearance. Today is the first time they communicate face to face.

Fu Cangzhao felt the feeling of emptiness in her stomach getting stronger and stronger as her neighbor continued to vomit, and she even had an urge similar to vomiting. She knew that if she didn't eat something, she would spend the night with stomach pain.

She hurriedly drank two sips of tea, hoping that the warm tea would slightly relieve her stomach discomfort.

Despite his elegant appearance and dressed in all white, Fu Cangzhao ate the entire bowl of hot and sour noodles when he was distracted and placed the plastic box outside the door.

Fu Cangzhao's stomach growled again.

"Are you hungry too?" His pink eyes smiled as he watched Fu Cangzhao secretly rub his stomach, took out a small bag from the locker, opened it and poured it into a glass.

The energy card inserted in the hot water kettle still had some remaining capacity, which was just enough to boil the kettle of hot water. The two sat side by side and listened to the gurgling of the kettle until the energy card and the switch went off at the same time.

Pour the hot water into the black-gray powder, stir it twice, and hand it to Fu Cangzhao.

A steaming cup of black sesame paste.

"...Thank you." Fu Cangzhao scooped up a spoonful of black sesame paste, put it to his mouth and blew it to cool, then impatiently drank it, finally soothing his empty stomach.

There were no snacks in her room, and she had to rack her brains every day to get more money. She was so hungry that her stomach ached and she could only consider herself unlucky.Because she couldn't afford the fine at one time, the Security Department asked her to pay it in installments, and she didn't know when it would end. In short, one-third of the money earned from selling energy cards was directly deducted from the fine, and the remaining two-thirds were due to urban minors. There are not many protection mechanisms that can actually be obtained.

Seeing her anxious but unwilling to get burned, the neighbor felt more and more that the person next door was a bit cute. He couldn't help but reached out and stroked two handfuls of unruly dark blue hair, and then froze.

wet?

Then she remembered that there was sleet and snow tonight. She probably got caught outside and didn't bring an umbrella.

Although the room is very warm, it is safer to blow dry quickly. The other person looks like a poor person at first glance, and being sick is another expense. It is better to let her use some energy cards to dry the person. Anyway, you can do it yourself...

She took a hair dryer. Fu Cangzhao had already finished a cup of black sesame paste and looked at her blankly and said, "Your name..."

"My name is Song Ximing, what's yours?" Song Ximing glanced at the hair dryer in his hand. The energy card in the card slot was still new, so he didn't hesitate and turned it on to the highest setting.

The hot wind hit Fu Cangzhao's face, and she replied in a daze: "Fu Cangzhao."

So warm, so sleepy, I want to sleep.

Not long after the hot air stopped, Song Ximing put away the hair dryer and Fu Cangzhao touched his dry hair before he woke up.

"Thank you." She thanked her again. The neighbor was a good person.

Back in his room, Fu Cangzhao lay on the bed wearing heavy clothes, replaying the scene just now in his mind.

She didn't know which nerve she had touched. She jumped up from the bed and came to the desk where she usually made cards. She grabbed the inkless pens and the newly acquired first-order base cards and started drawing.

This time she did not inject a little bit of consciousness into the inkless pen, but slowly entered along the small traces drawn by the pen tip. Although she was a little unskilled, she still completed it smoothly.

After the closed loop was completed, Fu Cangzhao held up the newly released first-level energy card and placed it under the desk lamp to check it repeatedly. After confirming that there was no problem with his ideas, he put down the finished product with satisfaction and decided to take a bath.

This card is of good quality, much better than the one she had forced to use an inkless pen before. If she goes to the store tomorrow, she should be able to sell it for a lot of money...