Apocalypse Arrival

Chu Qianxun was really surprised this time, “What do you mean by this?”

“Do you have a third-order crystal core? I’ll exchange this one for five.” Xin Ziming said, “We don’t need the fourth-order crystal core at the moment, so we will give you a discount.”

Before, he woke up from a coma and said to Chu Qianxun faintly: I won’t say thank you.

He did not say thank you, but he was using actions to pay back the favor.

Five low-level crystal cores for a high-level one was indeed the market price.
But that was limited to tax exchanges between low-level crystal cores.
For those high-level ones that were in short supply in the market, let alone the ratio of one to five, even if one to ten or one to twenty, no one would exchange it.
Not to mention the fourth-order crystal core that couldn’t be seen in the market at present.

Chu Qianxun knew that Xin Ziming’s kindness to her, in addition to showing gratitude to her, also was to befriend a high-level prayer like her.

The greater a person’s ability, the more respect and kindness they would receive.
The weaker and incompetent, the more malice and oppression encountered.
Such a criterion was even more obvious in the apocalypse.

“Yes, I have exactly five.” Chu Qianxun excitedly took out five third-order crystal cores and scattered them on the table, but after thinking about it, she said, “Old Xin, I won’t live here permanently.
We must leave when the weapons are ready.” 

Chu Qianxun didn’t want to deceive him.

“Leave? Where are you going?”

“My destination is Ludao.
My family is there.”

Xin Ziming was silent.
He wanted to give the fourth-order crystal core to Chu Qianxun because he had a bit of selfishness.

On one hand, he wanted to return Chu Qianxun’s favor, and more importantly, he hoped that Chu Qianxun’s ability would be improved as soon as possible.
When their captain Feng Chengyu would be upgraded to fourth-order, he would be able to get Chu Qianxun’s help.

For their team, they couldn’t afford to lose Feng Chengyu.

He sighed, took Chu Qianxun’s third-order crystal cores, and confessed his thoughts, “Old Feng will advance to the fourth-order sooner or later.
To be honest, I was expecting you to be able to help then.
Ludao is not too far away, and we may be able to come and find you in the future.”

When Ye Peitian came back, he saw Chu Qianxun and Xin Ziming sitting on the sofa, discussing a few drawings.

Xin Ziming was wearing a white shirt, glasses, and holding a pen to write on the drawing on the coffee table.
Chu Qianxun touched her chin with one hand, her eyes lit up, adding a few words from time to time.

During that period, Xin Ziming subconsciously touched the wound on his abdomen, and Chu Qianxun hurriedly and diligently brought a cup of hot water.

The two discussed until the night darkened.
Xin Ziming put away the drawings and said goodbye, and agreed to go to the smelting center built by the base to make weapons together the next day.

Chu Qianxun smiled and escorted Xin Ziming back, who was unwell.

When she got home, Chu Qianxun, who was humming a song, was very happy.

The duplex building they lived in had a living room on the first floor, and a separate dining room.
The dining room was next to the kitchen and there was a small storage room next to it.

Ye Peitian stood silently at the table, lowered his eyes, and slowly turned the glass of white water in his hand.

“Look, this is mine,” Chu Qianxun sat down beside him, turning the fourth-order crystal core between her fingers.

In her memory, Xin Ziming was a mean and cruel boss.
In order to snatch a high-level crystal core, he did not hesitate to use the demon to kill another group of mercenaries.

At that time, someone secretly photographed that scene from a distance.
Chu Qianxun still remembered the photos she saw in the newspaper.
This man was standing in a sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain, his white clothes stained with blood, and a black scale hung on his neck.
All she could see at that time was his smiling face.

It now seemed that, at least in the early days, Xin Ziming was still a shrewd man with humanity.

Chu Qianxun turned the crystal core in her hand to the light, played with it for a moment, and said with a smile, “He’s a good person.”

“He’s not as good as me,” Ye Peitian, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said.

Chu Qianxun opened her mouth and looked up with surprise and amusement.

Ye Peitian had already turned away, pursed his lips and didn’t look at her.

At the beginning, Chu Qianxun thought that Ye Peitian would be a perverse and violent person, but later found out that she was very wrong.
He was just a silly white sweet person.

After she determined that Ye Pei’s body was delicate and soft, the man showed his sharp thorns again.

Chu Qianxun licked her lips, stood up, and walked next to Ye Peitian.

She took a step forward, and Ye Peitian took a step back subconsciously.
Between the two steps, his back felt cold, and he had reached the wall, unable to retreat.

Ye Peitian’s momentum disappeared, and he didn’t know where to look.

Chu Qianxun leaned on the wall with one hand and whispered softly in his ear, “Of course, you are the best, no one can compare to you.”

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Miao:

Silly white sweet- usually used for a heroine with no personality but very cute and adorable.