"The new blue race is more special, and their body structure is also different from ours, and the crystal nuclei I brought to you today are actually their corpses. Ming Wei saw the slightly surprised expression of the Grim Reaper, and felt a sense of accomplishment. She also after careful consideration, only to reveal a little bit of the undead information decision, her personal ability is not strong, if you want to find the undead all over the world, it can be said that it is impossible, but lightning is different, its power in the world is deep-rooted, through them to find the undead, the success rate will be greatly improved.

"Xinlan said at that time that you should collect their corpses, but in fact, it was not their bodies, but their crystal nuclei, so to speak, these crystal nuclei are the corpses of Xinlan's clansmen. Their ethnic outlook is also different from that of ordinary people, Aiqi and others I brought are the clansmen of Xinlan, when I arrived at the coordinates you said, they also had a lot of trouble because of the mutation of the clansmen, I helped them, Aiqi and others came out to experience the end of the world and look for the clansmen, whether they are dead or alive, they must be brought back to the clan land. Ming Wei revealed half of the information to the god of death, who can tell the difference between true and false.

"I see. The Grim Reaper said that he understood, Xinlan's clan rules were special, and he had heard of them for a long time, and when Xinlan usually communicated with them, he would occasionally mention a little bit about their clan, although he couldn't quite agree with their strange clan rules, but he could understand. Now I understand that the race of the new blue is more special, so it's not strange. New Blue is a friend, and Black Pearl is also a friend, so he will help Ming Wei collect the New Blue people.

"This thing, lightning tries to do. "It may be difficult to find the people of the New Blue all over the world, but to find this crystal nucleus. It shouldn't be too difficult.

"Thank you then. Mingwei smiled, "This thing is my gift to lightning." Mingwei handed a USB flash drive to the Grim Reaper.

"What is this?" Death took the USB flash drive.

"The information inside. I think it should be of great benefit to Lightning, and this is another deal I have with Lightning. Mingwei smiled a little slyly.

Death raised an eyebrow.

"When you come up with the results. Let's talk about the deal again. Mingwei tilted her head and added.

The Grim Reaper nodded noncommittally, but his hand clenched the USB flash drive, and Black Pearl didn't know how tempting her expression was just now.

Mingwei blinked, it seemed that the Grim Reaper didn't have anything to talk to her about, so what did he come to her for?

"You just came to me, is there something wrong?" Mingwei waited for a while. Seeing that the Grim Reaper just looked at the champagne in her hand in a daze, she couldn't help but remind her loudly.

"There's also a deal. Death nodded.

"What?" Mingwei blinked in confusion.

"I want to invite you to be Lightning's guest, if there is any task that Lightning's can't handle in the future, I hope you can help, of course, if you need any help, Lightning will also provide you with enough help as soon as possible. ”

"Keqing, am I already a supernumerary member of your core force?" asked Mingwei.

"That's unofficial, except for the people who command the team, it hasn't been announced to anyone else, and it's officially become a guest secretary of Lightning. Even with the proper formalities and proof, you also officially have all the rights and obligations of the lightning guest duties. As a guest secretary, command all personnel below the team. You can send as many tasks as you want, and the tasks you post also have priority to be executed. The Grim Reaper explained.

"You lightning, just trust me like that?" Mingwei has always had doubts about this question, she can't understand how a person like her can get into Lightning's blue eyes.

At that time, they not only tolerated her constant strange questions and demands, but also patiently provided her with answers and solutions one by one.

She wants to buy a car. They provided her with a large catalogue detailing the types of modified cars and the key points of modification, and she wanted to buy the book. They provided her with a long list of the world's best books, and she wanted to buy plants and animals, and they went according to the continents. The various races and categories provided her with all the information on the flora and fauna, with detailed pictures and descriptions, and when she wanted to buy munitions, they also provided her with a detailed shopping list, providing all the information according to her needs. It seems that no matter what she wants to buy, they can always provide her with the corresponding catalog, she is responsible for constantly checking the information, choosing the objects that need to be purchased, and if there is anything she doesn't understand, she can ask and explain to them, and then pay, and the rest does not need her to worry about the rest at all, they will take care of the source and transportation, so that she does not have any worries.

For a long time, Ming Wei felt that lightning was like a magical pocket of Doraemon, no matter what she wanted, they could achieve it for her, and this cognition became clearer and clearer in the last days. After the end of the world, many satellites have been destroyed for various reasons, falling, communications and networks have all been paralyzed, but the lightning satellites do not seem to be affected in the slightest, and still maintain normal operation and function, just by virtue of their ability to carry out normal global communication and network connection in the last days, it is enough to show the magic of lightning, those products produced by lightning, of course, the quality is the best, the modified car that integrates attack and defense, the magical solar energy storage panel, and those signal implanters with body monitoring functions, as well as the various weapons and products that Mingwei has seen and obtained in the base in the past few days, these things that seem to only appear in science fiction movies really surprise Mingwei.

Like a bud, peeling back layer by layer, she could never see the center, and every time, lightning was able to bring her new surprises.

What amazed her the most was that from beginning to end, Lightning never doubted her motives, her purpose, and they accepted her existence in this way, helped her, fulfilled her one of her requirements, let her slowly discover their mystery and difference, let her discover their strength and mystery. Why would such a secret organization, which had never been known to the world, be willing to trust and help her? And anything, when she doesn't know the answer, she is always a little persistent and uneasy.

"Of course, Lightning and you're friends, aren't we?" Death really, seeing her uneasiness, replied with utmost seriousness.

"At first, you were just an interesting trading partner, but since you revealed the doomsday news to us, you have been swept into the inner circle by lightning. You've helped us a lot with this vampire incident. Lightning is not ungrateful, and you are strong enough to be our guest. We make strong friends with Lightning, and we are happy to be friends with a magical girl like you. After all, you, really deserve it. ”

Although the Grim Reaper's explanation is not sensational, it is just to Mingwei's taste. She also doesn't like that kind of emotional explanation, she likes everything to be clear.

"You've helped me more, and from the moment I started buying modified cars, I was already thinking about adding you to my list of friends. Mingwei smiled with relief. This strange and ethereal friendship connected her to lightning, but it was only then that she felt solidly grounded.

"So, would you like to be our guest?" asked the Grim Reaper.

"Of course, we're friends. Mingwei tilted her head and said with a smile.

"Well, welcome to Lightning. The Grim Reaper held out his hand to Mingwei.

"It's my pleasure. Mingwei also reached out and put her little hand into the big hand of the god of death.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw sincerity in each other's eyes, as well as a hint of complexity, which made both of them slightly stunned.

"Well, I'll go back. Ming Wei nodded, and stood up from the swing chair with the power of death, the swing chair swung twice, and the god of death stepped forward to hold the chair with his other hand, but blocked Mingwei's way.

Mingwei looked up at the Grim Reaper suspiciously, wrestling with her hands, but not free.

"You ......" Death's eyes were dark, his lips pursed slightly, but his hand gently raised Ming Wei's right hand, Ming Wei trembled, and wanted to withdraw her hand again, but he still grabbed it gently but firmly.

"Death, Death, ...... you" Ming Wei watched her hands get higher and higher, higher and higher, her eyes were full of panic, and she felt her heart beat hard. Finally, Death's lips pressed against the back of Ming Wei's hand, cold but soft, Ming Wei felt that her whole body was shaking, and she couldn't tell whether she was scared or nervous.

"Thank you again for saving us and saving Lightning. Death gently let go of Ming Wei's hand, looked at her flustered appearance, and said with a flash in his eyes.

"Oh, oh, it doesn't matter. Mingwei hurriedly broke free from his eyes, fled the scene as if flying, and got into the encirclement of Aiqi and the others.

It seems to be self-defeating. The Grim Reaper sat on the swing chair where Ming Wei was sitting just now, looking at the figure in the distance who no longer dared to glance at this side, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In the same scene, in different postures, the two of them both sat down faintly.

Mingwei secretly wiped the corner of her clothes against the place kissed by death, panicking and hesitating. She thought she was overreacting, didn't she say that Europeans like etiquette very much? Kissing hands is just a gesture, and it should be normal to use a kiss to express gratitude. There is no need for her to be so flustered, so that others don't think much about it, but she thinks about it a little more. But that creepy feeling just now is so profound, that feeling that the atmosphere has completely changed, what is going on?

"Little Pearl, let's go, let's go dance. Paul and Peter hugged again, and both of them were obviously overdrunk, their clothes were loose, and their whole bodies were full of ruffianism. (To be continued)