When the lights first came on, Na'er sat in front of the glass window and looked at the bustling crowd, her eyes tranced.
Right now she was sitting in a rare serious cafe in the red light district.
It's more like a fast food restaurant than a cafe.
The food in Goulan places is astonishingly expensive. Guests who are hungry after exploring the secluded trails can just go to a small shop with normal prices for a meal.
Na'er's whole body was shrunk in the large men's sportswear, so that her beautiful curves could not be seen. The iconic pointed ears of the elf are also hidden in the hat.
The reason why he didn't use earrings to change his body shape and hide his identity as a member of the goblin tribe was because Miss Na'er from Gentle Village, a foreign race, was considered a celebrity in the red light street and could easily be recognized.
It would be better to use her true face and wear a peaked cap to avoid other people's eyes, so there would be nothing worth noting.
She tightened her cap again.
I unconsciously thought of another person who liked to wear a peaked cap in the red light street.
The brim of his hat was torn and washed out, making people worried that it might suddenly become untied.
But that peaked cap is so clean. The fancy printing on it has been washed away, leaving only the original navy blue hat body, which is clear at a glance and looks simple and beautiful.
Na'er also wants her old hat to look better, but she doesn't often wear the same hat, so it's difficult.
Sometimes, she wears a flamboyant lady's wide-brimmed hat; sometimes, she wears an enthusiastic and capable cowboy hat.
A variety of hats to match the different themes of the living room.
When she wears those hats, there are always men cheering for her, fighting for her, and spending money on her.
She picked the richest one among them, led him into the boudoir, drank him into unconsciousness, and left after her assistant replaced her.
Men who are still drunk will fall asleep in the smoke.
She repeats such days every day, playing the role of a senior technician with long sleeves and good at dancing, but she has never been able to dye a hat that she likes with her own flavor.
After encountering the navy blue cap, she decided to wear the magenta cap on her head to make it look worn and show off its plain body.
Until then, the two hats may look good together.
She was thinking about the hat, and her eyes were looking for the navy blue peaked cap in the crowd.
"Miss, is there anyone sitting across from you?" a clear male voice asked.
"Yes, can't you see him?" Na'er replied without looking back.
"Oh? Then I won't hurt him by sitting on it, right?" The man had already pulled out the chair and sat down.
Na'er turned her head away with a cold face and wanted to get up and leave.
She didn't want anyone to disturb her now. If this person insisted on sitting down, she would change places.
Then, she saw the familiar navy blue hat.
And that familiar smile, "Good evening, Miss Na'er."
Na'er was stunned for a moment, and then her frown spread out, like melting snow in the spring light, and she smiled like a flower, "Good evening, Mr. Wang Chen."
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Wang Chen and Na'er returned to the Gentle Land of Foreign Races. The lights in the small room were bright and clean, and the tea on the table was lightly scented.
Wang Chen told Na'er about his experience in the dark plateau.
Na'er listened with interest, frowning when she heard that Wang Chen was in danger, and smiling when she heard that he overcame difficulties.
When I heard that he and Xu Yong rescued those who were under house arrest, I applauded him gently.
Wang Chen found it strange that she didn't ask how the fountain of life was.
Originally, he deliberately hid it, hoping to give her a pass.
So he revealed his doubts to Naer.
Na'er smiled and poured tea for him, "It doesn't matter, it will be good if he comes back. We will think of other ways."
Only then did Wang Chen understand that Na'er saw him coming back so quickly and empty-handed, and felt that he had failed to retrieve the fountain of life.
With a flash of his fingertips, the big bucket fell on the floor, "I'm glad I did honor my duty and got it back for you. Let's take a look."
Na'er was stunned.
When Wang Chen saw that she was not moving, he simply unscrewed the lid of the bucket, and the abundant breath of the spring of life rippled out.
Only then did Na'er believe it. She almost threw herself to the bucket, her nostrils twitching as she felt the breath of the spring of life.
"You really did it!"
Na'er said happily to Wang Chen.
Wang Chen shrugged and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Na'er.
She threw herself into Wang Chen's arms and kissed him hard on the corner of his mouth.
Wang Chen directly turned into a goose, his hands were frozen in the air, he didn't know what action to take, it was extremely awkward.
And Na'er had already jumped up for joy, "We have to go back to the fairy village as soon as possible. Everyone will be very happy!"
It took Wang Chen a long time to recover and asked: "Us? Do you want to take me back? A human being?"
In his opinion, shouldn't the place where aliens live be a secret?
Na'er understood his doubts and glared at him angrily, "You are the hero who retrieved the fountain of life for the fairies. We have no secrets from you!"
Na'er asked Wang Chen to put away the fountain of life, took out a magic scroll and tore it into pieces.
The magic seal appeared in mid-air, and the space was distorted. Wang Chen's eyes were blurred, and he found that he who had just been in the small room was now standing in the woodland outdoors.
It turns out that what Na'er tore up just now was a teleportation scroll. This kind of scroll is very precious and can be said to be the top equipment for escaping.
I didn't expect Na'er to use it when she got home.
But Wang Chen changed his mind.
This also shows the importance of the fountain of vitality to the fairy clan.
Na'er grabbed his hand and trotted all the way, bringing Wang Chen to a quaint small village.
It was already dark, the village was quiet, no one was still walking around.
Just as Wang Chen and the others were about to enter the village, a black shadow jumped down from the tree in front of the village, "Who is coming?"
The person who asked the question was an elf boy, holding a wooden bow with an arrow nocked on it. It seemed that he would shoot out an arrow if he came unkindly.
Na'er stepped forward and slapped the boy on the forehead, "You are trying to imitate people in dramas again!"
"Can't you even recognize me?" she asked angrily.
The young man covered his forehead and said aggrievedly: "Elder, it's just a routine thing for me."
"Yo yo yo, you've learned how to speak like adults." Na'er pretended to play the boy again, and he hurriedly covered his forehead.
Unexpectedly, Na'er took back her hand and said, "Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore. Today is a big day, so hurry up and wake everyone up!"
The young man seemed to have a little out-of-touch personality and a bit of a young man's sway, but he still obeyed the orders of Na'er, an elder, and turned around and ran into the village.
He was whistling in his hand, and he saw figures emerging from the rafters, trees, and grass in the village.
"They are a guard team that protects the enemy at night."
Na'er explained to Wang Chen in a low voice.
The young man whispered a few words to the goblins, and everyone dispersed, while the young man climbed up a tower and rang the bell.
Boom boom boom——!
The sound of the bell ringing was particularly loud in the quiet night and spread throughout the village.
Soon, many sleepy fairies gathered in the village square.
