Liz waited for a long time but did not receive a response from G00729, and realized that her system had entered the observation station.
She didn't want to experience the excruciating pain of trying to walk again, let alone the fact that every skill of Liz's was "dancing" which was a life-threatening or, to be precise, life-threatening attempt.
She slowly crawled towards the bed with her hands on her hands, her heavy clothes dragging a clear trace on the ground, and silently made up her mind——
Use no skills unless necessary! Don’t walk unless necessary!
By the time Liz climbed into bed, it was already dark outside.
There seems to be a small night light next to the bed. After pressing the switch, the weak light is particularly dazzling in the dim room.
A letter on the bedside table caught Liz's attention, especially the logo of the Travel Agency printed on it.
It's probably a prop that comes with traveling through time.
She gently tore open a corner of the envelope and pulled out a few pieces of yellowed and brittle paper.
[Honey***:
...I know how cruel it is for me to treat our child like this, she is such a pitiful and lovely little princess...but for......if she can get through it, her child will become...forgive me...I will personally Atonement...
Signature: A]
The words on it were blurred, and Liz could barely make out some of them, but as she finished reading the last line of words on the paper, the letter paper seemed to be unable to hold up and shattered into powder.
She picked up the second one more carefully.
[A:
Even if...I won't forgive you! ...it's good to have her...for the sake of you being her father...she's pregnant...
signature:***]
But no matter how careful Liz was, the second letter turned into powder like the first one.
She realized that maybe this was a prop that couldn't be saved, so she quickly started reading the third one.
[A:
...We all hate you! Even if you are loved by people all over the world... we hate you! ! ...Ann can never have another child...! This is all because of you...
signature:***]
The fourth picture:
[A:
...We are all old...She decided to save...although...come and see Ann for the last time...
signature:***]
The fifth picture:
[My favorite ***:
...I used Ann's genes to breed it...it was successful...but it will take a very long time...a very long time...
Signature: A]
Liz shook the powder off her hands, and there was still one last piece left. This piece of letter paper is different from the previous one. It is a little better than the previous one that was shattered by a touch.
[I don’t know how long it will take for this letter to be seen by the world, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years. However, please take the one who holds this letter... to the Tree of Life on Blue Star. She may be our last hope.
Signed: Dr. A Liu Pingan]
Liz finished reading, but there was no sign of self-destruction on the piece of paper. She instantly understood that this piece of paper was her "ID card".
She seems to have a vital role in this world.
First, this letter must be sent to the survivor base. It was impossible to reach the Tree of Life on my own... especially with my legs that were so painful when walking.
Besides, her mission is not to save the world, but to gain the male protagonist's favor.
Just when she was thinking that it would be difficult to walk out of this small shabby room, let alone that she seemed to be on the high floor of an abandoned apartment building, a strong vibration came.
The whole building seemed to be shaking.
"Could it be that this time I just hit the ending of falling into a box at the beginning...even though it's time to travel back to the box..." Liz was about to cry without tears, and hurriedly stuffed the letter in her hand into a pocket on her chest.
That's the good thing about this little skirt with layers of layers. It looks like it's easy to stuff things into it.
Just as she was desperately thinking of ten thousand ways to escape, someone's voice could be heard faintly from the street downstairs.
"...Have you checked everything? Are there any survivors around here?" It was a calm male voice.
"Damn it, why did they wake up early...didn't they calculate that there is still more than an hour?" The female voice was thin and harsh.
"Take the collected supplies and evacuate immediately." The hoarse male voice sounded like he had accidentally eaten a lot of sand in his mouth.
Liz was a little surprised at how sensitive her hearing was. She could hear human voices at a height of about 6 floors.
Although it was also because the group of people downstairs were just shouting and communicating.
But she would not let go of this hard-earned opportunity to meet someone. Gritting his teeth, he picked up his sun umbrella——
It was a completely subconscious act, not wanting to throw away anything belonging to the vest.
Enduring the sharp pain of the knife tip cutting across the sole of her foot, Liz held up a night light and leaned out of the window to ask for help.
[Ding--the plot is about to start. Please ask Time Travel Bureau employee 032170 to start playing the role. If the character is OOC, you will be punished for violating the rules. 】
Liz, who was about to scream for help without any form, swallowed the words in her mouth.
The small night light had already attracted the attention of the team downstairs who were extremely observant. The blurry figure slowly spoke out -
"Hey! You commoners, why don't you hurry up and pick up this princess!"
In that arrogant tone, it was as if picking her up was a matter of course.
The members of the 7th search team who were just about to evacuate were stunned and looked up at the tall building.
As awakened ones, everyone's facial sense abilities will be strengthened to varying degrees.
Therefore, everyone can clearly see the delicate appearance of the girl holding the night light.
That is, in this desert, a stunning rose.
"I'll fly up to rescue her. You guys go back to the safe house first." The oldest man spoke first without thinking too much.
Everyone did not take what the girl just said to heart. At this critical moment, even if they were dissatisfied, rescuing every survivor was the first priority in their hearts.
"Marine, stay safe."
Without wasting any time, the few remaining people immediately evacuated with the materials they found on their backs.
As a stroke-type awakener from Team 7, Lu Chuan has already mastered the ability to control wind to make him fly.
He flew steadily towards the window on the sixth floor. The closer he got, the more doubtful he felt.
Apparently everyone had been searching here for three hours, but at first no trace of the girl was found.
Moreover, except for the dust on her face and clothes, the little girl was in excellent mental condition, unlike the previous survivors who failed to enter the base and were left homeless.
What's more, this gorgeous and exquisite outfit is rarely seen in these last days.
Of course, there still exists, after all, there is no shortage of extravagant people at any time.
Until Lu Chuan was hovering outside the window, he stretched out his hands and motioned for the other person to jump over so that he could catch him.
Unexpectedly, this delicate young lady touched her nose with a handkerchief that she didn't know where it came from, as if she had seen something dirty. She seemed to smell some stench, and said in disgust:
"Have you not taken a shower for a long time? It stinks so much!"
When the delicate voice sounded, Lu Chuan had not yet reacted. If the language wasn't so irritating, he would have thought the little girl was acting coquettishly with him.
"Well, about four days, but..." But when I was out searching, I didn't have time to take a shower, and why didn't I smell anything? Lu Chuan subconsciously wanted to explain, but then realized that there was no need for him to chat with people here.
He frowned, looked at the "gravel" gradually gathering downstairs, and urged in a cold voice: "Hurry up!"
Liz also knew in her heart that now was not the time to continue being willful. Her performance just passed the passing line. She breathed a sigh of relief, but she did not take it lightly.
"Hmph, okay, I will force you to hug me, princess."
Liz endured the pain, moved her whole body and leaned out of the window, and then jumped lightly holding her little umbrella.
A strong fragrance of flowers fell steadily into Lu Chuan's arms, and he adjusted his posture accordingly.
It seemed that this extremely authentic "princess hug" won Liz's heart. She hummed again in a good mood, as if she had forgiven Lu Chuan for the unwashed "stink".
Lu Chuan vaguely saw something red scattered in the room and even on the windowsill.
But before I had time to think about it, the pile of "sand monsters" that had been reorganized downstairs seemed to be attracted by something. They were stacked step by step on the outside of the apartment building, and were about to be stacked to a height of 6 stories.
Lu Chuan immediately controlled the direction of the wind and "supported" himself and Liz back to the safe house.
Lu Chuan didn't relax until he was far away from the apartment buildings.
He looked at the girl he had saved in his arms, and a few strands of her outstanding red hair occasionally crossed his cheeks as the wind blew.
"Kid, uncle, my name is Lu Chuan, and I am the captain of Search Team 7. What is your name? Why are you alone in the building?"
Liz seemed dissatisfied with the person's attitude, but considering that the man in front of her saved her, she had no choice but to answer firmly: "My princess' name is Liz. For the sake of saving... ahem, helping me, Just allow you to call me Princess Liz."
Lu Chuan was speechless, only thinking that this child was in the rebellious stage of youth or in the second grade of middle school. He smiled and said in a coaxing tone: "Okay, Princess Liz, we need to speed up, hurry up! "
Liz was confused for a moment, as if she didn't quite understand what "acceleration" means. So when she felt that all the accessories in her hair were about to be blown away by the wind, she finally couldn't bear it and shouted:
"Slow down!! This princess orders you!!! Slow down!! Ahhhhh!!"
The only response she received was the man's hearty laughter.
