abyss doomsday

Raising his hands to rub his temples, Lin Youhe leaned on the back of the car.

I secretly complained: I really shouldn’t take the bus after eating, it feels so uncomfortable...

Close your eyes and reach out to touch the candy in your schoolbag.

Fan Qingxin took out a lollipop and put it into Lin Youhe's hand, and said in a low voice: "Are you motion sick?"

He opened his eyes and blinked, watching as the candy slowly tore open the package and stuffed it into his mouth, saying in a muffled voice: "Well, there's one thing. If it's not serious, you won't vomit."

Fan Qingxu, who didn't expect Lin Youhe to really get carsick, was stunned for a moment.

"Just sleep for a while. Just wake me up when you get to the base." Looking towards Fan Qingyi, Lin Youhe thought Fan Qingyi's question was strange.

She and Fan Qingyi traveled so far together and took a lot of rides, right? Didn't she tell Fan Qingyi? She is a talkative person...

He shook his head and felt dizzy. Lin Youhe couldn't turn his head due to motion sickness. He closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair.

Looking at Lin Youhe sleeping, he pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

Lin Youhe never even told him about motion sickness, and never showed it. In the end, he still didn't trust him, so he didn't say anything or show anything.

……

As soon as he fell asleep at the base, Lin Youhe smacked his lips, feeling a little dizzy in his head.

Fan Qingxin followed Lin Youhe down, raised his hand and rubbed Lin Youhe's head and said, "I'll go through the formalities first. Don't move here. When Li Jiaojiao comes, just follow her."

Nodding slightly, Lin Youhe leaned on the car, feeling a little overwhelmed.

After searching around, Li Jiaojiao saw Lin Youhe and rushed over to hug Lin Youhe: "My dear! Why did you come back just now? You miss me so much, sister."

Being hugged suddenly, I was a little at a loss. I didn’t know where to put my hands and said: "Huh?...Hmm."

Awkwardly, he raised his hand and pushed Li Jiaojiao's shoulder. His voice was a little embarrassed and his eyes were a little guilty: "Um, can you let go of me? I'm not used to this."

After reacting, Li Jiaojiao let go of the two arms holding the person, touched her nose and said uncomfortably: "Well, well, just come back. I've also sent people to clean up the zombies nearby, and your rewards have been given. Ready."

Li Jiafu stood aside and looked at his sister pitifully, and then said angrily: "Sister, you know how to care about her, but you don't even look at my biological brother!"

Li Jiaojiao rolled her eyes almost to the sky, pinched Li Jiafu's ears and smiled apologetically at Lin Youhe: "I still have something to do, you and Fan Qingxin should go back early to wash up and rest for a while."

Li Jiafu, who covered his ears and was led away by Li Jiaojiao, cried out in pain: "Sister, sister, I was wrong, it hurts, it hurts, be gentle, ow~"

Looking at the two people walking away, Lin Youhe turned around and saw Xu Chu standing next to him, and jumped away: "Ah! Are you going to scare people to death?"

He raised his head and looked at Lin Youhe, the speechlessness on his face almost overflowing: "Haha, it's better to be scared to death."

With that said, he left without looking back.

After completing the formalities, Fan Qingxin came back and saw Lin Youhe squatting on the spot. He took a few steps forward and squatted down: "What's wrong?"

He looked up at Fan Qingyu and yawned: "It's okay, I'm just tired from standing."

Pulling Lin Youhe's arm, he pulled Lin Youhe up and said in confusion: "Why don't you see Li Jiaojiao?"

"Oh, she just came, but she said she still had business to do and asked me to wait for you to go back and wash up together, and then rest for a while." Lin Youhe replied.

Nodding, Fan Qingxin took Lin Youhe's hand and smiled: "Let's go back and rest."

He nodded along with Fan Qingyi's words.

Fan Qingxin looked at Lin Youhe holding his hand with a slightly red face. Lin Youhe did not react at all. He was not as disgusted as before, nor did he immediately react and ask Fan Qingyu what he wanted to do.

Lin Youhe, who subconsciously thought this was normal, straightened the strap of his schoolbag and looked at the people around him while walking.

The workers carrying the goods and the armed forces patrolling around raised their chins and asked, "How many crystal cores do they make in a day?"

"Workers get six cores a day, and those soldiers get five cores a day. Workers get one meal a day, and soldiers get food and housing." Fan Qingxin thought for a moment, and this was what he had seen on the poster in Area D before. .

"Ah, that's so little. It's only 180 a month. Can you eat with just over a month after excluding the rent? Salt is more expensive than meat." Lin Youhe tilted his head and sighed.

After thinking about it, Lin Youhe asked again: "What about the salary of a person with superpowers?"

"I'm not sure about this, but superpowers will also release a certain amount of crystal nuclei every day to maintain the continuity of energy."

While chatting and walking, we soon arrived at the rental house.

Kong Qilin, who heard the noise, poked his head out of the room to take a look, and then said: "Did you go to the wrong door? I know the tenant in the next room."

Fan Qingyi opened the door with a click, and Fatty Orange immediately ran out.

Kong Qilin: "..."

The three of them looked at each other, and Lin Youhe knelt down to hug Little Fatty Orange.

"Well, you may be new here. We are with this tenant." Lin Youhe picked up Little Fatty Ju and smiled apologetically.

Little Fatty Orange hugged Lin Youhe's neck and rubbed it hard, meowing while rubbing it.

Seeing the closeness of this human-cat, I blinked stupidly: "Is this cat yours?"

"Well, I asked her to take care of me... Oh Fan Qing, what are you doing? Don't pull me!" Lin Youhe

He grabbed Lin Youhe, his eyes full of vigilance.

A stranger, living in Area A, opens the door when his neighbor comes back. There must be something fishy about this.

"Come on, stop talking. Go in and wash up and rest for a while. Aren't you motion sick?" Fan Qingxin pushed Lin Youhe into the room and interrupted the conversation between the two.

Black eyes stared at Fan Qingyi who interrupted the other party, but Kong Qilin said nothing.

Presumably these two people are the enemies of Nanguanling, so is he going to do something?

Thinking like this, he shook his head. Now that Nanguanling is not here, why should he be thinking about this guy? It’s not like I really want to be his subordinate for the rest of my life.

Close the door and ignore other things.

Lin Youhe, who was pushed all the way into the bathroom, struggled and said: "Stop pushing me, I haven't got a change of clothes yet!"

Fan Qingyi, who only wanted to stop the two from talking to each other again, reacted, let go of his hand, and took a few steps back in inexplicable embarrassment.

Fan Qingyi rolled his eyes angrily.

Bypassing Fan Qingyi, he put down Little Fatty Orange and turned around to look at the room and asked, "Is this my room?"

Exiting from the door, Fan Qingyi nodded: "You wash up first, and I'll go out and prepare the meal."

I put down my schoolbag, walked a few steps to the bed and patted the mattress. It was half soft and half hard, just right.

I lay down on the paved mat to get some coolness, then sat up suddenly and started looking for clothes.