Of course, adult obligations must also be fulfilled.
"You have to take me to your family first, they will be worried about you." I said to her, "You can tell your story on the road."
She didn't seem to hear the first half of the sentence, and turned around and walked towards the path I came from.
In the beginning, there was a stone. Because the planet was very close to the sun, it burned all year round.
The stone kept deforming, sinking, and floating during the burning. At that time, there was no concept of earth, and the rolling magma could not contain the stone.
When the comet crossed the sky for the sixtieth time, the stone cracked for the first time.
When the burning ice fell from the blue-purple moon for the third time, the cracks in the stone began to expand.
"Burning ice?" I asked her curiously, "What is that?"
I don’t know why, but I feel an unreasonable affinity for this impolite little girl.
When the first river appeared on that planet, the stone finally exploded.
The gems buried deep inside came into contact with the outside world for the first time, shining with a light that had never appeared in that place.
It is not a substance, it is the heaviest energy after filtering and compression. It is equivalent to a stone the size of half a planet, and it only gave birth to this gem which is less than one ten millionth of the original.
After a long time, the moon sank. Shock and overturning were the main themes at that time. The earth disappeared several times and returned several times.
Maybe it was an accident. At a certain moment, the stone exploded.
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I don't know where Ji Yurou found the sweet potato. It was so big that it was almost the size of an oval volleyball.
Probably because he had never eaten anything like this, Ji Qingge happily tasted only a quarter of it before putting it in the storage space for later enjoyment.
Her storage space is quite special. It was created by Sang Yi using the talent of the Youyun Whale in the bracelet. The volume is equivalent to a football field, and time inside is still.
So this eighteen-year-old gift given to her by Sang Yi was used by Ji Qingge as a refrigerator most of the time.
Ning Yun didn't think too much about it. It was just roasted sweet potatoes. He had eaten a lot of them in the previous mission.
After all, in order to complete the organization's mission and successfully break into the enemy's army without exposing his identity, he could only eat these carbohydrates crazily within two months to gain weight.
And the conditions were not good at that time, and there was no way to eat big fish or meat. Ning Yun could only set up a tent in the suburbs, hunting sparrows, hunting wild boars, stealing corn, and digging sweet potatoes every day. Others became fat because they couldn't stand fried chicken. With the temptation of cakes and cakes, he became fat because he regarded himself as a duck in a cramming farm. You must know that the corn and sweet potatoes in that season were not yet ripe. Under those conditions, he could not handle the fishy smell of wild boar and pheasant meat, so even if Ning Ning No matter how good Yun's cooking skills are, he can't eat the food of a master in that kind of environment.
"Hey, save some food. I sacrificed my self-esteem for this." Ji Qingge looked at Ning Yun who was eating the precious delicacies as ordinary fruit, and felt distressed. "This is a good thing that even the imperial chef should save."
Ning Yun looked at the silly girl with seeming pity, then turned around and left silently.
"Why are you going?"
"Go back to the hall."
"Why are you going back there?" Ji Qingge stared blankly at the peeled golden fruit that was disappearing in his hand. "It's suffocating in there, and there are a lot of people coming to bother me."
"Then you have to go back. Leaving without saying hello will not have a good impact."
The people in charge of this ceremony are Ji Xing and Ji Hong. Most guests will say hello to them if they want to leave.
"Well... then you go ahead, I'll leave first."
Ji Qingge said goodbye to Ning Yun unhappily. She really didn't want to deal with those nobles anymore. She had lived a free life with Sang Yi for most of her life. When she came into contact with these things, she could always feel an invisible bondage covering her body. .
She understands that while enjoying the power of being a princess, she must also bear corresponding obligations, so she has been practicing hard. Even if there is an inexplicable system suddenly added to her mind, Ji Qingge can do it without any problems after confirming that it can make herself stronger. She followed No. 11's arrangements with concern. She hoped that she could shoulder the responsibility of guarding the starry sky in a more practical and useful way, instead of these, although necessary, overly tortuous interactions.
"Then I'm leaving. Goodbye."
After seeing Ning Yun off, Ji Qingge looked at the surrounding scenery and sighed boredly.
The scenery of Dishan Mountain is very good, with green trees and green grass everywhere. Ji Qingge can even hear a few birds chirping from the lush mountain forest next to it. Dusk has just passed, and the blue night sky casts a few starlights on the girl who is feeling a little depressed. , her fiery red hair was also covered with a layer of quiet silver light.
Forget it, find a quiet place and eat the rest of what Ji Yurou calls "Da Sha Zi Guo".
Ji Qingge randomly found a direction and walked up the stone steps towards the top of the mountain.
She remembered that there were several benches for people to rest next to that strange square building. At this time and place, it must be very quiet there.
Speaking of which, that building is quite mysterious. Even Ji Qingge, who is a princess, does not have permission to enter there.
Ji Qingge took out the big sage fruit from the storage space and walked up, holding the steaming golden fruit in his hands and eating it in small bites.
Mmm, it smells so good!
It has a dense texture, sweet but not greasy, thick but not meaty. I don’t know why her jealous third sister would exchange this treasure for a little bit of stone powder that seems to be of no use.
Unknowingly, Ji Qingge had walked up to the top of the mountain and came to the side of a strange blue box-like square building.
finally reached.
Ji Qingge sat down on the black wooden bench and was about to seriously taste the taste of the "Da Sha Zi Fruit", but suddenly found that the hands that originally held the golden fruit were now empty.
"Um?"
Where's the big Sha Ziguo when I'm so big?
Ji Qingge was confused. She looked left and right, taking deep breaths from time to time, trying to find clues about the baby from the surrounding air.
The smell eventually disappears in...huh?
Ji Qingge lowered his head, put his nose to his left hand and smelled it.
"..."
It's certain that the murderer is himself.
How could this be?
Ji Qingge sat up with some frustration, leaned on the bench and tilted his head back.
Why is such a big fruit so infrequently eaten?
It's even more boring. The memorial ceremony is so annoying.
Ji Qingge rolled around on the bench out of boredom. At the end, she turned to the blue box behind her and had an idea.
How about going inside and taking a look?
Ji Qingge, whether fighting or thinking, his body is always at least three steps faster than his brain.
Just like now, when she was just thinking about whether to go in and take a look, her body had automatically opened the door of the blue box.
Strangely enough, the place that was usually guarded by guards was empty today.
Ji Qingge looked at the deep and silent corridor inside the door. Without much hesitation, he took out the flashlight from the storage space and turned on the maximum brightness and walked in.
This flashlight was specially customized by her from Venus after the Ye Haixing incident.
I heard from the director of that research institute that in the past twenty years, only two people, including her, had customized such ultra-powerful flashlights.
Ji Qingge felt that there was an 80% chance that the other person was Ning Yun.
The flashlight with maximum brightness illuminated the corridor that was supposed to be cared for by ghosts in horror movies as brightly as the Baidixing Art Museum. Ji Qingge walked forward, silently admiring the murals on the corridor.
The content of the mural is very simple, a man, a little girl, a cornfield, a...sun?
What's this?
Ji Qingge came closer and took a closer look.
A humanoid creature was wrapped in flames, but had a compassionate expression on its face, as if it was about to enter the Paradise of Paradise in ancient legends.
Weird aesthetic.
Ji Qingge scratched her head, these works of art always made her dizzy.
The art appreciation class when she was a child was the only subject that Ji Qingge was not good at, and it was also the only subject in which Ji Yurou could crush her with her scores.
I remember my master said that the so-called art is the product of quantifying the beauty that people appreciate. As long as it can give oneself the experience of feeling beauty, then no matter what it is, it is art to those who can appreciate it. Taste.
It was a roundabout way of saying it, but Ji Qingge didn't understand it anyway.
When Ji Qingge thought of this, he finally reached the end of the corridor.
At the end is another door, made entirely of unknown silver metal, with a jade lock inlaid with red gems hanging in the middle.
This lock...
Ji Qingge waved his hand and suppressed the commotion caused by Youyun Whale in the bracelet.
Bracelets and crowns are on the same level.
Otherwise, go back?
Although his master had taught him that the things inside an unguarded door belong to whoever picks it up.
But Ji Qingge's intuition vaguely told him that if he picked the lock, his father could package him up and send him to the Zerg as an ambassador to establish friendly relations between the two races, commonly known as a hostage, or the kind that could be sacrificed at any time.
"A high-energy reaction has been detected inside. It is recommended that the host find a way to enter the space."
The voice of No. 11 rang out from Ji Qingge's mind, "Ah, by the way, I'll give you a mission."
"Mission: Exploration"
"Mission goal: Entering unknown space"
"Task reward: macro energy increased by 400%, partial use rights of trial space (purgatory) (yin and yang) opened, skill tree coupon (skill point consumption reduced by 40% within one day after use)"
"Speaking of which, I haven't used the mission system for a long time, so it's a bit rusty. Let's make do with it for now, but the rewards are real."
After saying that, No. 11's voice disappeared from Ji Qingge's mind, and there was no response no matter how Ji Qingge called.
Dog system!
Ji Qingge's teeth itched with hatred.
This guy just thought he couldn't open the lock, so he disgusted himself with such a generous reward.
When you have the ability to interfere with this stupid system, hehe, just wait.
"Friendly reminder: To interfere with the system, you must first touch the threshold of Qingyuan level. Please do as the host can according to your ability."
The light voice came from her mind, which directly broke the already angry girl's guard.
"What the hell!" Ji Qingge poured out his anger on the iron door in front of him and punched it down, "Try reading my thoughts again?"
"Friendly reminder: Host, please don't accuse others unjustly. Idiots have no thoughts... Huh?"
Looking at the door that was blown open by the punch, Ji Qingge was also stunned.
Am I...dying? A flashback?
Or is it that I broke through to the Qingyuan realm without knowing it?
Well, I don’t want to think about it anymore, the most important thing now is...hehehehe.
Ji Qingge let out a sinister laugh and opened the system panel directly.
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"The Apocalypse Warrior Training System No. 11 is asking for assistance!"
"The Apocalypse Warrior Training System No. 11 is asking for assistance!"
"Please ask the person with the highest authority to initiate support!"
"Please provide the person with the highest authority to provide props such as 'Hongnengtuo Yuanzhu', 'Key to Purgatory', 'Key of Yin and Yang', 'Memory of the Bloody Battler', etc. System: No. 11 would like to express the highest degree of gratitude to the person with the highest authority. Please also ask the person with the highest authority to provide immediate feedback.”
It is a common problem in all systems to intrude into other people's surface consciousness without permission and yell, thinking that they are very high-level.
This is also one of the reasons why Ning Yun hates things like "system".
"Didn't you say that the highest authority is useless?" Ning Yun sat in the corner of the hall and took a bite of sweet potato. "Why do you think of me when you need it?"
"Deny! The 11th protested against the accusation initiated by the person with the highest authority, and once again applied for support from the person with the highest authority!"
"No, go away and play around."
"Ask for support!" "Ask for support!" "Ask for support!" "Ask for support!"
"Ask for support!" "Ask for support!" "Ask for support!" "Ask for support!"
Messaging around without achieving the goal is one of the reasons why Ning Yun hates the system.
Ning Yun used his mental power to lock the signal chain sent to the body by No. 11, took out the system-specific paralysis sequence from the small vault, and sent it along the signal chain.
"Ask for support!" "Ask for support!" "Ask for support!"
"Requesting support." "Requesting support... support..."
"Please...support...assistance..."
"help..."
"Hiss-boom!"
The world is purified.
Ning Yun took back the microcomputer loaded with the sequence with satisfaction, and was about to pick up the teacup and take a sip of tea when a commotion suddenly broke out around him.
"What are you doing?"
"sorry Sorry."
"ill?"
"I am so sorry."
"What are you squeezing for?"
"Sorry sorry."
Yang Fan, who looked tired and embarrassed, was seen crouching down, relying on the crowd around him for cover, and slowly walked towards Ning Yun.
When he arrived at Ning Yun's side and made sure that there were no sights around him that frightened him, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, he recognized the person sitting next to him, drinking tea and watching the excitement, "Huh? Ning Yun? Why are you here?"
"Shouldn't I be here?"
"Uh...okay."
"It's you." Ning Yun looked at the dust on his clothes with disgust, "Is this what Huang Xulin did?"
"No way! That guy was thrown away by me a long time ago. It's Qian Yan, and she's here too."
Yang Fan trembled with fear, "I don't dare to see her now."
"well?"
Yang Fan's eyes lit up when he saw the thing in Ning Yun's hand, "Isn't this roasted sweet potato? Where did it come from? I thought Baidi Star didn't sell this."
"It was given by someone else."
"Give me a piece. I've been avoiding people and I'm hungry."
The sweet potato was not roasted very well, and Ning Yun was tired of eating it, so he simply broke off the part he had eaten and ate it in one bite, and threw the rest to Yang Fan.
"Phew, it's still hot."
After Yang Fan took it, he peeled it off and said to Ning Yun, "You didn't bake this well. Xiaoying and I used to eat this when we were kids. The one we grilled was baked with wood ash, and it was sweet and greasy with a burnt aroma. It’s always delicious.”
"I remember at that time, Xiaoying said..."
"Do not talk."
Ning Yun suddenly interrupted him and put his index finger on his lips, signaling Yang Fan to be quiet.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at Ning Yun, who was staring at the crowd with intriguing eyes, Yang Fan was a little confused.
"Listen carefully."
Following the direction Ning Yun pointed, Yang Fan approached.
There, two young people were chatting, and it could be seen that the young man on the right kept his posture very low.
"I've heard that Master Jiang has the power to penetrate the stars. I wonder if I can bring roasted sweet potatoes to visit next time?"
Um? Is roasted sweet potato a relatively expensive souvenir in Baidi Star?
"Of course you can. Our Jiang family will naturally welcome an insightful person like Mr. Niu like a charcoal to a sweet potato."
ha? What metaphor?
"snort!"
Suddenly, another young man burst in. He looked very similar to Mr. Jiang, with a big Chinese character for his face.
"Brother! How can you let this kind of person who is cheaper than sweet potato skins enter our home? Our Jiang family's status in Baidi Star is like the stove to roasting sweet potatoes. How can we tolerate these people who can't serve sweet potato noodles? People drop by casually?”
What the hell? ? ?
Yang Fan listened to the increasingly weird conversation and took a step back silently, accidentally bumping into someone again.
"Hey! Be careful!"
"sorry Sorry."
Yang Fan hurriedly apologized, but found that the person he hit had a strange look in his eyes.
"If sorry can solve the problem, why do you need sweet potatoes?"
The man stared at empty eyes and walked slowly towards Yang Fan.
The people around him also became very strange. They all turned around and looked at Yang Fan.
"This person looks like a sweet potato."
"I agree."
"Sweet Potato allows me to do this."
"Sweet potato." "Sweet potato." "Sweet potato."
“Sweet potato sweet potato.”
“Sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato sweet potato.”
The people around him all came towards Yang Fan. The strange sense of oppression made Yang Fan step back, and cold sweat continued to flow from his forehead. One step, two steps, three steps, boom.
He bumped into another person. The person's breath was too weak, almost like a dead person.
"you."
When Yang Fan heard this, his whole body stiffened.
He turned around silently and saw the wolf standing behind him.
“Are there any sweet potatoes?”
The beautiful silver eyes of the wolf in the past were now replaced by gray eye whites, and Yang Fan could feel the temperature on his body that was too cold to be like a living person.
Looking back, those around Yang Fan, those on the corridor on the second floor, and those standing outside the window, the eldest prince, the second prince, Huang Xulin, Xiaoying, various nobles, and the waiters were all standing stiffly on the spot at this moment, with only the whites of their eyes. Staring at Yang Fan.
"Do you have any sweet potatoes?"
