The radio was still broadcasting, and Feng Ling wandered around the shelter for a while, and found that this shelter was really big, but thinking about it, after all, the survivors of a province were here.

Fights are not allowed in the shelter, and offenses here can also be arrested, and it is also implicitly stated that vegetation cannot be destroyed, after all, plants can detect turbidity and store aura, and scientists are also puzzled as to why plants have not evolved.

When Feng Ling went to the supplies to get food and tents, the staff swept her with an instrument, and the instrument did not make a sound, and then asked Feng Ling to write down her own information, and pricked her fingers, squeezed a drop of blood and dripped on a chip, the staff operated on the instrument, and then used tweezers to hold the chip and handed it to Feng Ling, and then pointed to the tent and quilt and let Feng Ling take it himself. The food was not received because I missed the meal.

The chip is very thin, only the size of a fingernail, and if you look closely, you will find that there is a QR code engraved on it, which should record her identity, and smiled slightly, but Feng Ling was very skeptical that it could be kept, after all, it was too small. But in the next second, she couldn't laugh, the chip was lying in the palm of her hand, just now she touched the QR code with her thumb, and then the QR code was as hot as a brand, and then it was printed on her thumb, the chip cracked, and the debris fell to the ground. Feng Ling rubbed it, but he couldn't get it off, but there was no abnormality when he touched the skin.

Finding a vacant space, Feng Ling set up the tent, got the quilt and rested for a while, then woke up hungry, touched his flat belly, and sighed softly.

The tent was opened, and the twilight was warm and clear with the last glimmer of light. I saw the sun setting in the west, the fine grass shook its head, and the mottled residual leaves fell all over the ground unscrupulously, like a blanket. The fog of dusk, the smoke rolling.

Feng Ling saw a man sitting under an old tree at a glance, the leaves were waving, and the light and shadow lingered around him.

Feng Ling does not think about it, people with good temperament, even if they can't see their faces when they lower their heads, they are like ink paintings, full of charm. Accompanied by the cool water vapor and a little bit of crystal, Feng Ling came to him, and under the quiet blowing of the wind, he looked at him seriously, with a serious expression, "Hey, friend, let's talk?" ”

The man looked at her with a serious face, but his tone was accosted, and his quiet eyes couldn't help but bring a smile, making his whole person look softer.

She thought, although she didn't know why the man insisted on following her, but they had known each other for a month, and in the past month, the man was observing her, and she had actually been observing this strange person, after all, she had been carrying a stranger with her, and it always felt like a bomb.

Maybe you can open up and have a good talk. She didn't want to be followed by a "ghost" all the time. And this "ghost" stares at her every minute and every second.

"I know you understand me, so if I ask you, you can nod if you agree, and shake your head if you don't?"

The man looked at Feng Ling's pure black eyes and nodded slowly.

Feng Ling pursed her lips, inexplicably feeling like teaching a puppy, what's going on?

"Are you trying to get something out of me?"

The man stared at Feng Ling, there was no expression on his cold face, and after thinking for a few seconds, he nodded slowly.

Feng Ling looked around and saw nothing special, so he asked again, "Is it something I don't have now?" ”

The man shook his head slowly, his eyes facing each other, and his thin lips opened lightly, "I need you, and you need me." ”

Feng Ling still didn't understand his words, but when he saw his eyes, he felt a little paler for some reason, but when he thought about it, he found that he didn't understand anything.

Did she just say that the thing wasn't on her? He denied it, that is to say, it is what she has now, could it be that it is not an object, but something ethereal? Like the system? Soul?

Feng Ling was a little startled by his eyes, and made himself more bold by raising his voice, "What are you looking at?" Haven't you ever seen a little beauty! ”

The man was slightly stunned, and then looked at the girl in front of him lightly, her face was still a little childish, her hair was still stained with a dry grass, and she was wearing dirty white clothes. However, none of this could hide the star-bright and deep black eyes.

He loved those eyes, he thought.

So much so that when he saw her for the first time, he decided that this was his heavenly favorite!

The man raised his hand slightly, and the white line on his right wrist felt something, and it was suspended, and the white line twisted in the air, slowly drawing the symbol of a pair of wings, which were very small and emitted a sacred white light. Feng Ling's eyes narrowed, it was exactly the same as the small wings that appeared when she leveled up, and she didn't believe in any coincidences.

"Is it because of you that I failed to upgrade?"

The man nodded, but shook his head the next second, because it was a bit like he was deliberately doing bad, but it wasn't. He stretched out his hand to Feng Ling, and the pair of little wings slowly approached her, and the little wings flapped as if to please her, and even the corners of the wings folded off, rubbing the back of her hand like a cat, telling its longing.

Feng Ling tapped it lightly with her finger, looked at the man whose gaze had never left her, and was silent for a while before she said in a low voice, "Can I trust you?" ”

She thought that she could try to trust others, but giving her trust meant that that person had the ability to hurt her. She is not afraid of the unknown cloudy day, she is only afraid of betrayal, a knife from a trusting person, because once she decides to believe in someone, she will take it seriously, and she feels that any feelings cannot be arbitrary.

Because of this, her circle is very small, but the people in her circle are the people she cares about the most.

The man still looked at her, his expression was also very serious, he nodded, and his right hand lightly touched Feng Ling's hand, but his hand passed through like a phantom, and his cold voice was not as casual as usual, a little more cautious, "Although you don't understand, I still want to say to you, you can trust me, I will never hurt you." ”

The white wings instantly turned into a white thread, it glowed with a hazy light, like a little elf happily wrapped around Feng Ling's right wrist, after it was wrapped and spontaneously tied a bow, Feng Ling's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little, a strange and ethereal feeling imprinted into her soul, she looked at it with induction, and saw the man's quiet eyes.

The white line gradually disappeared, as if it had never existed, and Feng Ling didn't feel any restraint on his wrist, but when he checked it, he found that the information card of the Heavenly Dependent had been updated.

Level: Zero (32/20)

Heavenly Dao: Buzhi

Celestial Favorite:

Setting 5: You are favored by the Heavenly Dao (Buzhi), and your luck is extraordinary.

At this time, a purple light flashed in the man's eyes.

Heavenly Setting:

Premise 4: You have become the path of the Heavenly Favor (Feng Ling).

Premise 5: The stronger your celestial friend, the greater your benefit.