At half past three in the morning, almost all the people who had families to return to had already returned.

Fan Bei closed the door of the public locker and walked to the road with the travel bag he had just taken out.

She first watched her surroundings vigilantly, and then walked briskly into the public toilet not far away.

The smell in the compartment was stinking, and Fan Bei wrinkled his nose and hung his travel bag on the hook of the partition, obscuring the black handwriting of one "certificate" and two "banknotes".

She took off the long black coat with the paper money in the inner pocket, folded it carefully, and put it in her handbag, followed by the base layer with a plastic payment label on the sleeve and the milk tea-colored wig.

When Fan Bei walked out of the public toilet, he had already changed into a white V-neck shirt dress with three-quarter sleeves and a pair of silver-framed metal-framed flat glasses.

Her black hair is shoulder-length, her appearance is ordinary, and there is a layer of silent exhaustion between her eyebrows, like a background character living in a black and white film.

After putting the travel bag in another 24-hour public locker, Fan Bei dragged his somewhat heavy body and slowly moved to the bus stop outside the north gate of Gray Heron Park, leaning on the stop sign and waiting for a taxi.

Ride-hailing is more convenient, but you can't pay in cash, and you will keep a record of your trip.

And there are rumors on the Internet that adults who don't have a regular job often spend late at night to lower the hidden score of personal quality points.

Nowadays, job hunting and taking various qualification exams have to go through machine screening, and those with low hidden scores will have a little less chance of passing the machine screening than others.

Fan Bei has an important qualifying exam at the end of the year.

So even though the "hidden score" is just a rumor that has never been officially recognized, she still prefers to believe it.

As long as you pass the exam, you don't have to continue to do the dirty work that you worry about every day.

At the risk of being caught, you can only get a 5% commission, if not......

Ten minutes later, Fan Bei looked through the taxi window at the park behind the wrought iron fence.

I've been here for so long, and I've never been in for a walk, I heard that the park asked a master to set up a feng shui bureau, there is an aura that can improve physical fitness, clear the heart and nourish the mind, and go shopping when you have time in a few days.

……

In Gray Heron Park, Liang Deyin squatted under a mobile communication base station disguised as an evergreen, stretched out his index finger and poked around at the base station.

After smelling a little inhuman on the banknote, he returned to the park and searched inch by inch, and finally found the same smell next to the base station.

It was a faint death breath, if you didn't distinguish it carefully, it was similar to the breath left in the world by ordinary dead people, many people and animals died in the city every day, and the breath of body and soul decay floated everywhere, so Liang De didn't pay special attention to it during the day.

He used the spirit of a martial artist to find qi, and only after changing hundreds of frequencies did he "see" the source of that special death qi.

The thing was snow-white, round, the size of a ping-pong ball, with a thin filament on the surface, like a small marshmallow.

At this time, dozens of marshmallow dumplings surrounded the base station, appearing and disappearing.

Liang De poked a few times with his index finger, and accidentally poked several of them.

This thing is sandwiched between life and death, and it can also be combined with the electromagnetic waves emitted by the base station, and it is so weak that it can be weak, and it is still a bit troublesome to capture it alive.

He used the method of the primordial god and ten thousand transformations, tried his best to restrain the fluctuations of his extraordinary strength, and specially made a weakened body of the wind candle to control it remotely, before finally grabbing a marshmallow and making a hollow ball with extremely thin amber internal qi and locking it up.

"What is this, Marshmallow Wraith?" Li Zhixian said curiously. 315 Chinese Network

Liang De adjusted the live broadcast camera and gave a close-up of the captured marshmallow, saying:

"This thing is called soul moss, and it is a unique species of the Blue Star of the World 706 on the other side.

There is no reincarnation here, and the souls of ordinary beings will naturally dissipate with death, and this process will take a certain amount of time.

Soul moss grows from the remains of newly dead souls, and usually lives by absorbing the scattered essence.

As you can see, this thing is very fragile, and even a little stronger essence can't withstand it, and it doesn't even dare to approach a living person with a strong breath.

Coins will be stained with a little essence in circulation, which is very small, which is just right for soul moss. ”

"Is that paper money their farmland and granary?"

"Almost, there are also records of domesticating soul moss treasures in this world, and the domestication secrets left by those ancient extraordinary people are all centered around one center: handle it gently, don't accidentally kill it."

Liang De poked the soul moss that was swirling in the hollow amber ball, and this time he controlled the strength, and the marshmallow dumplings were poked back again and again, but they did not dissipate and collapse.

"The strength of this thing is weak, and the intelligence level in the usual sense is not as good as that of a cat or a dog, and it can also bring about the apocalypse?"

The marshmallow dumpling, which had been poked a few times by Liang De, flew around his fingertips, absorbing the trace amount of essence qi he had specially made, and his body became a little larger.

The filaments on the surface of the soul moss shook happily, quite rhythmically, and after shaking it a few times, the marshmallow suddenly turned into the shape of a small person, and stretched out its little hand to poke at Liang De's fingertips.

This form was more unstable than when the soul moss was still spherical, and Liang De was afraid of breaking it up, so he shrank his fingers and didn't dare to fight back.

"What is it doing, rebelling against you?" Li Zhixian asked.

"It's imitating me, as it was mentioned in ancient records.

Soul moss likes to learn what they encounter and play like them, which can be a play act. ”

"It's quite similar, look at that little nose and small eyes, its intelligence level is really not as good as that of a kitten or a puppy?"

"This has nothing to do with intelligence, it should be that after absorbing the essence I created, I got the relevant information from it."

"That's right...... Why do they gather around the communication base station, will the base station also emit trace amounts of essence? ”

"Maybe every now and then combined with the electromagnetic waves emitted by the base station can keep them alive a little longer? I don't know very well, but the world data in my hands was 153 years ago, and there was no such thing as a communication base station at that time. ”

Liang De withdrew his finger and set his eyes on the marshmallow dumplings at the root of the tree base station that did not know that they were afraid and would not escape.

"I'll grab two more and study them."

"Lao Liang, let's interview."

Li Zhixian picked up a bottle of beer that had not yet been opened and used it as a microphone to hold it in front of the camera.

"Huh?"

"The job given to you by the Taichang is just to witness the end of the world, the end will come sooner or later, you will not miss it in the Doomsday Center, why are you so curious about the root of the end of the world?

Rather than exploring the root of an inevitable apocalypse, wouldn't it be better for you to seize the time to practice and strengthen your own strength? ”