"What, how about it?" Although he was a little embarrassed, Chen Xiyao still couldn't resist the temptation of getting a storage prop and immediately changed into a new little skirt.

I have to say that this skirt is worthy of being versatile. Even though Chen Xiyao is wearing a very rustic sportswear on her upper body, the skirt on her lower body also has a lively and beautiful feeling.

"It's just this kind of thing to pick up, a little awkward." Chen Xiyao tried to reach out to the unknown dimension. Although this storage prop has the ability to automatically deliver the desired items to his hands as he wants, this move of reaching down still made Chen Xiyao feel indescribable awkward.

On the one hand, I am really not used to the posture, but on the other hand, I am a little psychologically unacceptable.

"Maybe this piece of equipment needs to be paired with a pair of safety pants..." Chen Xiyao experimented twice, and then fell into the contradiction between wanting to play with storage props and worrying about exposure. She couldn't help but say sincere words. Feng Xue, who had sorted out the paper pages that failed to refine and caused a large number of labels to accumulate, said nothing:

"You can try it when you go back in the future, but I think it's better not to have too much hope. After all, the essence of this illusion is to blur the concept of "unknown dimension". If you wear safety pants, there is no exposure and it becomes a state of "it doesn't matter if you see it", then it is not an unknown dimension. Well, similarly, if you don't wear it correctly, such as using it as a war skirt, waist protection or scarf, etc., it will definitely not work."

"Is this true?" Chen Xiyao sighed helplessly, stuffed her pants and the pistol that Feng Xue gave her into an unknown dimension. Then when she reached out to the pink remote control toy, she froze. Should she take it or not?

Looking at Chen Xiyao's entangled appearance, Feng Xue originally wanted to ask her to put her excrement into the dimensional space in the future and simply held it in her mouth. Not to mention this girl, she probably wouldn't agree if she had changed her, right?

"Forget it, you can get it anyway."

...

Another morning, Chen Xiyao woke up from her dream and found Feng Xue's figure between the broken ceiling and the mottled walls. She was still a white robe, and the food was still some barbecue. Although eating meat every day is inevitably a little greasy, since she found that the smell of blood on Feng Xue's body will worsen every day, Chen Xiyao rarely made any requests. Instead, even the bran porridge that she didn't want to touch before began to occasionally chew a few bites to supplement the crude fiber. As for vitamins, it was found in the half-baked meat.

After routinely solving the physiological problems, Chen Xiyao thought it was time to move again today, but Feng Xue took her back to her previous residence. Before she could speak, she solemnly said:

"I'll go out later and I won't be back in the evening. During this period, the Cross Sword Union may send people to search the whole city. After I go out, you hide in the cardboard box. That space should be enough for you to maintain a knee-to-hold position, so that you can persist until I come back."

"Where are you going?" Chen Xiyao's originally calm face suddenly showed a panic look. In this strange and unfamiliar world, she had already had the impression that there would be no problem as long as she was with Feng Xue. But in contrast, once Feng Xue left, she would inevitably start panic.

This is not Feng Xue intends to [Adjustment·Education], but the cluster nature that humans themselves have is at work. Just as the biggest difficulty in surviving in the wilderness is to overcome loneliness. In a strange world, there is no doubt about the importance of a partner who can rely on.

Feng Xue was also helpless about this. After all, today is a garbage day. As a national working day for landfills, Feng Xue is sure that the Cross Sword Union will definitely send someone to search today. If he goes to the garbage dump obediently, even if Chen Xiyao is caught, it will be difficult to suspect him, because his registered name is "Asassin" rather than "Feng Xue". But if he doesn't go, even if Chen Xiyao is not found, he will be labeled as a key doubt.

On the other hand, Feng Xue now has nearly a thousand pieces of paper that can be converted into illusion objects, but his material library cannot withstand consumption. Some of the elements of various ways of death have accumulated through corpses, but conventional elements such as [props], [weapons], and [storage] have been consumed.

Even in order to convert these pages into illusions as soon as possible, Feng Xue cannot miss the bonus of Garbage Day.

So, he must go!

After comforting Chen Xiyao for a moment, he said that he would definitely come back. He handed Chen Xiyao a white robe, storage bag, sneaker sword and the mist field skill machine he had made before, which made her feel bad.

Are you sure you're back?

You are clearly explaining the funeral, right?

"Don't be nervous, it's not as exaggerated as you think. It's just that the place I'm going to next, it's easy to see the problem with extraordinary items." Feng Xue looked at the girl who was about to burst into tears, and was a little helpless. When Chen Xiyao heard him say this, she was a little disbelief:

“Are these things rare?”

"Well, it's very rare." Feng Xue nodded, then pointed to the stack of papers and said: "In Infinite City, knowledge equals information equals power, so here, it is difficult for ordinary people to see a book in their lifetime, and books from your world are the top secret treasures. I also used this as a medium to create so many equipment."

"Is that true? So those people arrest me for books?" Chen Xiyao looked at Feng Xue with a suspicious expression, but Feng Xue continued to shake her head:

"The knowledge carriers of the outside world are very precious, so you, a living outsider, are naturally even more precious. Well, do you know the story of the mermaids crying into pearls?"

"Well, I've heard of it." Chen Xiyao nodded. As a high school student, he still remembers the words "I'm afraid there will be mermaids on the shore and the moon flowing pearls" that appeared in the text.

"Then do you think, if someone found a mermaid in reality, what would the person who found it do?" Feng Xue's expression became a little scary. As soon as Chen Xiyao began to fantasize, she felt a chill pouring into her heart. She was no longer the kind of little girl who believed in fairy tales, and had a certain understanding of human malice, so she understood even more that if there was a mermaid, she might not face peace and friendship, but being raised in captivity, torture through various means, making her cry constantly and produce a large number of pearls.

At this moment, she remembered the words Feng Xue had said before that she was Tang Seng and had a deeper understanding of her situation.

Looking at Chen Xiyao's expression, Feng Xue gently patted her shoulder:

"Okay, have you seen the effect of that cardboard box too? There will be no problem hiding it inside. My whole body is on you now, so you have to save it for me!"


Chapter completed!