The rookie returns and flies in the apocalypse

Threads of imperceptible warmth and coolness enveloped Zuo Ling.

If Zuo Ling hadn't turned on his spatial abilities, his five senses would be different from ordinary people's and would be difficult to detect.

Intuition that this object will be of great help to her in improving her abilities, and it can reduce the damage caused by absorbing energy.

God help me! God help me! ! Zuo Ling excitedly kissed the strange stone.

I remembered that I once bought a mobile phone bag that could be hung around my neck. I rummaged through the clutter in the space and found it.

Take it out and put the strange stone into the mobile phone bag.

Check again and again whether the mobile phone bag is secure and everything is in place.

Hang it around your neck and keep it close to your body.

The villagers definitely didn't know what was hidden in the futon, and they took it away quietly without anyone noticing.

After checking the other two futons, Zuo Ling was not disappointed.

Finding three high-level energy crystals and a strange stone of unknown origin in one night is already an opportunity that ordinary people can't wait for.

Back in the car, Zuo Ling was so excited that he tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep.

It was dawn, and I was awakened by the movement outside the wall.

Look at the time, it's less than 5 o'clock.

I wanted to sleep a little longer, tossing and turning, but I could always hear the whispers outside.

After awakening her space powers, Zuo Ling's five senses were much sharper than ordinary people, and no matter how small the sound was, she could not escape her ears. 33?0?5qxs.?0?4m

He got up and got out of the car, pulling his hair back a little.

Hearing the car door ring, there was another commotion outside the courtyard.

Simply opening the courtyard door, Zuo Ling was stunned.

There were dozens of men and women, old and young, and several half-year-old children.

The old village chief stood at the front.

"Gu... girl, you... you... wake up."

Contrary to yesterday's coldness, the old village chief's dark face was squeezed into a chrysanthemum shape, and there was a hint of flattery in his voice.

"Ah... morning, morning, everyone... so early!"

An aunt came forward, took Zuo Ling's hand, and said with a smile:

"Girl, I didn't sleep well last night. It's all my fault. How can I arrange for you to stay here? Can anyone live here? Go, go, go to my house, go to my house."

Listening to the voice, it is the village chief's aunt.

Pulling out his hand, Zuo Ling politely declined: "No, ma'am, I'll be leaving soon."

"what……"

The aunt was about to speak.

Someone asked anxiously: "You won't accept the stones? We went to find a lot of stones."

"Yes, I've found quite a few. Girl, please take a look. When you're done, let's go."

"..."

The crowd was chattering.

Only then did Zuo Ling notice that the villagers were piled or holding many stones.

He smiled and said: "Collect it, why don't you collect it? I'm here just to collect the stones."

After hearing this, they still accepted it and rushed to Zuo Ling:

"Girl, look at mine."

"Girl, this stone of mine is beautiful."

"I've kept this at home for many years. Let me take a look."

"..."

Zuo Ling was so crowded that he could hardly stand still.

The old village chief hummed heavily, and the villagers immediately fell silent.

"One by one, they all crowd in front of other girls. What a mess."

At the critical moment, the old village chief must be able to calm the situation.

The villagers were honest, lined up, and showed Zuo Ling the stones.

Zuo Ling got a huge advantage in the ancestral hall and was determined to compensate the villagers.

Zuo Ling will buy it if he likes the shape, color, or texture of the stone, but the price is not high.

Most of them were two to three hundred people. Even so, the villagers were all happy.

Until a little boy of eight or nine years old walked up to her, holding a small stone in each hand.

Just one glance, before I could see clearly, the stinging sensation came over me again, my blood surged, and my face turned pale.

After closing his eyes and relaxing for a moment, Zuo Ling didn't dare to let the villagers notice anything unusual.

He made an excuse to go to the car to get something, and took out the bulletproof backpack from the space with the villagers on his back, and smeared a handful of baking soda powder on his hands.

He returned to the crowd, looked at the little boy with a smile, and asked: "Little guy, you are here to sell stones, do your adults know?"

Without waiting for the little boy to answer, a villager replied:

"Even though he is young, he makes the decisions in their family. His father injured his back when he went out to work, and he lay on the pit all day long unable to get off the ground. The whole family depends on him."

Unzipping the backpack, Zuo Ling said to the little boy: "Put it inside, Stone, Auntie wants it."

She didn't dare touch the little boy's stone in front of everyone.

One glance would have killed her. If the strange stone hidden close to her body had not protected her, a mouthful of blood would have spurted out.

The little boy is an ordinary person and cannot absorb the energy in the crystal, so he will be fine with it.

There was joy on his face, but the little boy did not put the stone into his backpack. He raised his face and stared at Zuo Ling with his big eyes unblinking.

Got it, waiting for her to negotiate the price, she is a clever girl!

Zuo Ling smiled:

"Your two stones are the best ones that Auntie received today. How about giving you 2000?"

2000! It’s 1000 more stones than yesterday’s so-and-so’s wife.

The villagers banged the ground and rushed to see the little boy's stone.

The little boy's blood surged upward, 2000, he didn't expect it to be sold for so much money!

His family is a poor household and relies on the town's assistance to survive.

The uncle in front could only get 200 yuan, so he didn't have much hope.

Thinking about it, it would be good to sell it for 200 yuan.

2000 can do a lot of things, buy some oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, dad’s medicine, can he go to school with other children in the village...

The little boy's eyes turned red and he almost shed tears.

Holding back tears, he nodded and whispered, "I'll sell it to you."

Touching his little head, Zuo Ling counted out 2000 yuan and gave it to the little boy.

"Do you still have such a stone at home? Or, where have you seen such a stone?"

A woman said loudly: "Mazi's family has one like this. It's bigger than this one, but not as beautiful as this one."

Another person said: "Mazi's mother is sick. Mazi took his mother to the town to see a doctor."

There is a stampede who has a good relationship with Mazi:

"Hey, it's really not the right time to be sick. This girl is leaving today."

Immediately, a villager asked Zuo Ling:

"Girl, can you stay for two more days? Mazi's family also has a family like this. His family is in trouble. When he goes to town to see a doctor, he has to borrow money from everyone."

"Yes, girl, please stay for two more days."

"Girl, come and stay at my house. My house is not that good, but it is better than the ancestral hall."

"Yes, you can go to my house."

The enthusiasm of the villagers skyrocketed.

The old village chief interjected: "Stop fighting and come live at my house."

While waiting for the person who delivered the pillow, Zuo Ling said: "I do have something to do and I have to leave today..."

Before he finished speaking, the disappointment was obvious on the faces of the villagers.

"I'll come again tomorrow night, or the day after tomorrow."

The villagers were immediately happy and said one after another: "That's good, that's good."

"When Mazi comes back, tell him quickly and don't miss it."

"You stay close to Mazi. When Mazi comes back, tell him."

"..."

Probably only in rural areas can you experience the long-lost feeling of neighborliness.

Zuo Ling was touched by the simple emotions of the villagers.

Take out a few energy crystals, one each of green, orange, yellow, green, blue, red and purple.

Show it to the villagers:

"Everyone goes back to look for this kind of stone. These kinds of stones are more valuable."

Now that there is a reference, the villagers passed it around to look at each other and carefully recalled where they had seen something similar.

"You seem to have something like this at home."

"Is this what your little boy is wearing around his neck?"

"Your eldest girl wears something like this on her head when she goes out."

"..."

The crowd was chattering.

Zuo Ling thought he had fallen into a pile of energy crystals.

Some villagers trotted home, shouting as they ran:

"Girl, wait for me, wait for me, I seem to have one at home."

The other one was also running, calling his child:

"Maotou, Maotou, go to your sister's house quickly..."

"..."

It was lively, just like rushing to a wedding banquet.

The village chief's aunt came forward and said with enthusiasm:

"Girl, we have to wait for a while. Let's go to my house to have something to eat."

Those who had not seen the stone were unhappy and shouted:

"I haven't shown the stone to my family yet."

The old village chief glared:

"They haven't left yet, so why are you so anxious? When this girl got up in the morning, she didn't even bother to take a sip of water. She just looked at the rocks for everyone, and she couldn't rest."

Zuo Ling added in secretly that he hadn't washed his face or brushed his teeth.

She really doesn't want to go to the village chief's house. There are so many delicacies waiting for her to be pampered in the space, and she can't resist their enthusiasm.

Put away the stones you bought and the energy crystals you made.

The little boy's two stones were put into his backpack by the hands of the villagers and followed the village chief's aunt to their home.

I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and combed my hair. After finishing all the work, the meal was served.

Millet porridge, scallion pancakes, a few eggs, two plates of homemade pickles, a plate of egg sauce, and a few juicy green radishes and carrots.

The farm rice has its own unique flavor, and Zuo Ling was full of praise for it.

The village chief's aunt was embarrassed by the praise:

"The girl can talk, but she has nothing to eat, so she is neglecting her."

"It smells good. The food in the city is more refined, but it doesn't taste like grain. It's not as delicious as the food here."

Zuo Ling told the truth.

When eating in the city, meat is not as fragrant as meat, grain is not as fragrant as grain, vegetables are not as fragrant as vegetables, and fruits are not as fragrant as fruits.

Those who were either stimulated by hormones or raised by chemical fertilizers will not have the fragrance raised by farm manure.

Thinking of homemade fertilizer... Zuo Ling took a sip of millet porridge.

Once space is available for growing vegetables and grains, homemade fertilizers will come into play.

The village chief's aunt was so coaxed that she praised Zuo Ling for his sweet mouth.