She twisted her body and watched as the ugly brown lump with a fine beard turned into a white mass in the captain's hands.

The tip of her nose lingered with a faint smell of sunshine and tobacco, and she didn't dare to run around now because she was afraid of insects, so being surrounded by the captain made her feel very safe.

It's that her stomach has become very strange now, otherwise she won't feel hungry at all, and once she feels hungry, it will be very uncomfortable.

I don't know what is affecting my personal space, the signal is not good, the connection is blurred, and I can't feel anything clearly, let alone take it out, she was lucky to be able to get a pajama out at that time.

It's a pity that she has a lot of food, but at this time she can only starve.

The child looked at a small group of brown and snow-white remnants on the ground, and picked up a piece, although there were many small brown roots entangled in the brown skin, but it smelled nothing, and it should have been washed very clean.

The snow-white side smelled a little sweet, and she stuffed it directly into her mouth.

The teeth were grinded, the little tongue was licked, and the tentative chewing found that it was quite crispy, so it clicked there like a little squirrel.

It's quite smart, I'm afraid of getting dirty, so I only pick up the top layer to eat.

"You ......," the captain suddenly spoke, looking at the little thing condescendingly, "why do you want to come here." ”

There seemed to be some confusion in his calm words, and his eyes looked at the child's raised little head without waves.

There was a little confusion on her little face, her cheeks moved, and a little brown beard showed out at the corners of her mouth.

The man stretched out his big hand and pinched her cheeks, watching the pink little mouth forced to pout and open, the tender face was pouted, the black eyes looked at him blankly, not knowing what he was going to do, and the little hand gently touched his wrist.

"You're not afraid of us." The captain quietly recounted a fact, "The others are afraid to approach us because they are afraid of death, are you not afraid of being killed by me?" ”

Itsuki's eyes blinked, and based on her previous experience, she seemed to be more likely to die at the hands of those prisoners.

Judging from the contact in a short period of time, the official advance team doesn't look like they will do anything to her casually, and they will analyze her physical condition and say a bunch of conclusions, so she doesn't look like a bad person.

What's more, Yi Muge said that as long as she doesn't threaten them, she will be safe.

Cannon fodder or something, the soldiers will block the water and cover it.

The man pulled a piece of skin out of the toddler's mouth by tugging at the corner of her mouth, and then let go of his hand, watching the child stretch out his little hand and knead his face as a dough, to knead the red mark he pressed out, "You don't have a sense of taste?" It's bitter not to be able to taste this. ”

How did he see it? Izuki stretched out her little tongue and licked the corners of her mouth, savoring the touch of the thing in her mouth.

Her brother didn't even know she had a taste problem.

The toddler pitifully put down his little arm and hugged his outstretched hand with his little hand, "I'm hungry ......"

The captain withdrew his hand without moving, grabbed her from between his legs and pushed her aside, and said rather indifferently: "There are no idlers here, and if you don't do things, you will be hungry." ”

Although he pushed her, he didn't have much strength, and he waited until she was on her feet before withdrawing his hand.

said that he might kill her, but he acted so carefully, he was probably a gentle person at heart.

"Uncle, I'll do it." She hurriedly straightened up and made a statement.

She understands that there is no free lunch in the world, and if someone asks her to eat lunch for free, it means that the person is good, and no one let her eat white rice is the norm.

The others weren't there, and the only captain in the cave had been busy, so it really wasn't a problem for her to be just messing around.

When she was in the cave, the advance team members didn't know where to pack up their equipment, and she didn't look at it when she entered the cave before, but this time she saw it.

The captain touched the half-revealed knife-style pattern in the belt between his pants, and he was able to take it down directly, turning it into a small dagger-shaped knife in his hand.

She thought it was an ornament!

The knife was small like a craft to an adult, but just big enough for a toddler to hold, and he handed it to her, and stuffed a brown tuber the size of her half-pulled head in her arms for her to peel.

The child could not hold it with one hand, so he squatted down and put the object on the ground, and sat down himself, holding a knife and clumsily peeling the skin.

Poked and found that he couldn't cut it, so he pressed it with one hand, put the knife under the lump, and with a sharp force of the blade facing up, a large piece of skin with white flesh was slashed off.

"Don't point the blade at yourself." The captain's voice came from overhead.

"Okay." She answered, turned the direction of the blade, and still strained to cut, not knowing how this thing grew into such a hard thing.

Or maybe she's too little strength.

The little brain turned around, looking at the little white light flashing from her fingertips, and she seemed to have a stronger spiritual power, the meal last night helped her a lot, and now she can sense the operation of her spiritual power dimly.

Thinking that it would carry white points of light to the blade, they actually floated and moved as she thought, drifting from the junction of the hand to the handle to the blade, and arranged in a fine arrangement.

It's just that a lot is lost in the process of moving.

However, there were still some things that were laid on the blade safely, and I felt that the spiritual power and light points in the air were dissipating at a slower speed, and I was immersed in that wonderful feeling of control for a while.

She couldn't help but grin.

Mental powerMental power—it's the magical power of the nerves, she thought.

This kind of thing that has not been touched by the obsolete feeling of mystery and mystery is gradually revealed in the gradual clarity of the sense.

It was like a part of her body's nerves that were not visually captured but were real, slowly extending out based on her body, and everything she touched was presented in her mind in a peculiar form.

Dots, lines, planes, and many tiny details, such as surface roughness, appear in her mind a 3D pattern that has no colors like cool tones.

A knife comes to life in my mind.

Some scattered spiritual power condensed slightly, just like the camera zoomed in after the pixels were instantly lifted, and she could even see the arrangement of the material molecules that made up the knife-

The toddler suddenly shuddered, suddenly opened his eyes, his back was cold, and all his well-controlled mental power dissipated.

There seemed to be a tendon in her head that suddenly collapsed, making her a little uncomfortable, and a cool and uncomfortable feeling of emptiness came from her mind—she had overused her mental power.

If the ID card hadn't been taken away by the people who worked in the clean reserve area, she should be able to clearly see the level of her mental power rising by now.

With this first real experience of the existence of spiritual power, they that were originally gathered in the brain slowly spread to the whole body and fell silent.

This kind of thing doesn't take root in the brain.

The toddler swallowed his saliva, and the feeling of overconsumption and emptiness spread to all parts of his body, blending with hunger and weaving into an unbearable feeling of discomfort.