Zheng Xiyao was dazed for a moment, and then looked warily at the man and woman in front of her who were as perfect as gods.
"I am Xinhan. He is Xichen. Don't be afraid, we are companions." The girl smiled as if the flowers were blooming in spring, and her whole body exuded a spirit of beauty.
Although the crystal in her mind was closed and repaired, it still retained the interstellar language translation function, and she could still understand the words of the person in front of her.
Yao gradually relaxed in front of the friendly girl, "Companion, what do you mean?"
Xinhan looked at the silent man next to her in confusion.
"She is not our companion." The man replied indifferently.
"However, they appeared in the storm, just like Mingyi was born from the fire and Miaomiao came out of the sea. They are all companions."
The man sighed softly, patted Xinhan's head sympathetically, then took out a leaf and asked her, "Can you make it fly?"
They looked at each other at the same time, their eyes met unexpectedly, and each other was stunned for a moment. They both saw a strange sense of familiarity in each other's eyes.
Yao replied with some confusion: "I can't do what you asked for at the moment."
"You are really not our companion." Xinhan's eyes were dim and the corners of his mouth were drooping, disappointed.
"I'm not." Although Yao couldn't bear to let the girl down, she couldn't deceive Xinhan either.
Before she could finish speaking, her head felt as if she had been hammered, her scalp was numb, and her eyes were dizzy.
When Xichen saw the woman suddenly covering her head and moaning in pain, something strange flashed in his eyes. He stepped forward and tapped the woman's forehead with his index finger.
Yao felt a warm breath break into her mind, slowly repairing her pain. Instantly, the pain in her head eased a lot.
"Thank you." Yao thanked the man in front of her who helped her.
The man raised his eyes lightly and replied, "Where are you from?"
"...Me." Yao didn't know how to explain for a while.
"Forget it's inconvenient, you can rest first." Xichen didn't care much and turned to leave.
"No, I'm from Blue Star."
Xichen stopped and looked up at her, his expression calm and unruffled.
"Why come here?"
"Because my hometown is now in danger and we are not allowed to find a new place to survive."
"We?" the man repeated thoughtfully, "So, it's not just you but others?"
Yao nodded; "There were two other people involved in the storm with me who were my companions."
"where are they?"
"I don't know." Yao remembered that she, Fang and the others were involved in the storm. It seemed that she was the only one who was rescued by Xi Chen and Xin Han. She didn't know what their current situation was.
"I'll keep an eye out for you."
"Thank you."
The man nodded slightly and was about to leave. At this time, she stopped the man and said, "Excuse me, are you the aborigines here?"
Seeing doubts flash in the man's eyes, she explained: "That is, is this where you and Xinhan will settle down?"
"No, this land is a place we created to play, not a place for us to settle."
"Create?" Yao was stunned. Could it be that there was a problem with the translator? How could she hear Xi Chen say that they created this place.
"No, I'm asking if you live here. Ah, it's a place to sleep and eat." Thinking that the man didn't understand, Yao gestured again.
Xichen glanced at her intently, "This is how we are here." The man drew a circle casually, and a black hole appeared in the sky, with mountains and water inside, full of life. He pointed at the scene inside and said : "It was taken out and put together to become what it is now."
Yao stared at everything blankly, swallowed unconsciously, and then looked at Xinhan.
"Yes, brother Xichen here created a place for me to play, and it was also the place where Xinhan picked up similar things." Xinhan nodded in agreement with Xichen's answer. Then he jumped up to her cutely, took her hand and said, "I met Mingyi here. I thought you were the second companion I picked up."
Yao took a deep breath and asked: "You don't mean that you created this world, and then this world gave birth to a life like Mingyi."
"yes."
"Then what you said is that Mingyi, who was born from fire, is not someone who can control flames, right?"
"I don't know what you mean by people, but Mingyi can create and control fire. He is the origin of fire."
It turns out that's the case. No wonder the reason why Xichen determined that she was not a companion was that she couldn't make the leaves fly. The co-author regarded her as the source of the "wind".
"You guys," Yao almost jumped up from the bed. She opened her mouth and asked in a trembling voice, "You're not the god of this planet, are you?"
"God?" Xichen heard this title for the first time. It was strange but felt very appropriate. "This title is very appropriate."
"Haha." Yao smiled awkwardly. She never thought that one day she would meet a mysterious existence on the planet, God. He is also the God of creation.
Her twenty-five years of life have been all nonsense, what kind of science? What truth? all fake.
"Teacher Claire, you are right. There is no absolute truth in this world, everything is possible."
"What are you talking about?" The man approached her and asked curiously.
She raised her head, and what caught her eye was the man's perfect, inhuman face, and his mysterious, deep eyes.
She just said, how could such an otherworldly person be an ordinary person? It turned out that she had met God.
