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Chapter VI Cooperation

"General Zhao, Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong. I can trust you, right?"

Gongsun Yan's question made Zhao Yun stunned on the spot.

"Why did Mrs. Gongsun say this?" Did he do something untrustworthy?

It was someone else who, after a bloody battle, was still questioned about the need to draw his sword on the spot, but Zhao Yun only raised his eyebrows and his voice was a bit colder.

"Zhao Yun, I can trust you, right? Can I add you as a friend?"

It was not that Zhao Yun was not displeased, but Gongsun Yan asked again.

Add friends? What is that?

Zhao Yun couldn't understand Gongsun Yan's second question, but he understood the previous question about whether she could be trusted.

He is certainly not such a traitorous villain.

Although Zhao Yun was unhappy, he still nodded and said: "Of course."

“Ding—successfully followed Zhao Yun.”

"The friend request you sent has been accepted by the other party, and the friend-Zhao Yun was successfully added."

A prompt came from the system, and a Q-version avatar of a general in silver armor appeared in the friends column of Gongsun Yan's system mailbox, with a friendliness level of 40 and a loyalty level of 0 displayed next to it.

Gongsun Yan knew that his question was very offensive, so his friendship level was only 40.

However, the system tells you that to add friends and check the friendliness and loyalty of the other party, you must explicitly ask the other party and obtain the other party's consent.

She could only state her application in this semi-coaxing way, inducing Zhao Yun to nod in agreement.

It's just that Gongsun Yan didn't expect that Zhao Yun's loyalty was actually 0. Did he send her and Gongsun Cheng to Lingzhi and then leave to find Liu Bei?

How could she let the big live person she had booked slip away? She had already dug this corner.

Gongsun Yan thought and narrowed his eyes.

"In that case, please ask General Zilong to help me up." Gongsun Yan, who was in a cheeky state, pretended not to see the coldness on Zhao Yun's face, and stretched out his hand towards him, "There is a secret that concerns the fate of all of us.

General, look."

A secret that concerns everyone?

Zhao Yun didn't quite believe that a young lady like her could have any big secrets, but after hearing her seriousness, he still took her arm and helped her up.

As soon as he stood up, Gongsun Yan felt that his legs were shaking, his waist was in severe pain, and he felt dizzy. Fortunately, Zhao Yun supported him and prevented him from falling.

"I was inspired by the god of the system in a dream to gain some magical powers by chance." Gongsun Yan leaned fully in Zhao Yun's arms and made a serious decision.

That's it?

At stake is everyone’s lives?

Zhao Yun felt that the girl in his arms had hurt her head, so she said such nonsense.

"Is this what Lady Gongsun wants to say?" Zhao Yun's voice became a little colder.

Gongsun Yan saw that Zhao Yun's friendship level dropped to 20, and he did not dare to talk nonsense anymore.

He hurriedly purchased noodles worth one material point in the system, then selected the delivery location as the open space in front of him and pointed towards it.

"General, please look."

There was no sound of "biu~" and no special light and shadow effects. The cheapest noodles in the 10-pound trading machine were bundled with kraft paper and appeared silently on the ground.

"Hiss——"

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, and Gongsun Yan felt the body behind him shake violently.

In fact, even Gongsun Yan, who knew about the trading device, felt his heart beat faster and trembled slightly when the noodles actually appeared.

"Lady Gongsun??"

Is this the so-called supernatural power of chance? Creating things out of thin air? Zhao Yun felt that his three views were suddenly refreshed.

This is more than just chance? This is a miracle!

Theology flourished throughout the Han Dynasty, and all classes were fond of engaging in feudal superstition.

Although he has heard countless stories about rising to immortality in the daytime, Zhao Yun is a pragmatic person. In his simple understanding, these are just scams used by goddesses and gods to fool the ignorant people.

Now that this kind of strange and confusing thing appeared before his eyes, Zhao Yun couldn't accept it for a moment, and it was hard for him not to throw Gongsun Yan away while he was holding him.

"That's right, this is the magical power that the God of the system gave me when I was injured." Gongsun Yan made it up seriously.

"What, what is this?" Zhao Yun, a native of the Han Dynasty, did not pay attention to what the God of System was. He was concerned about what these thin strips on the ground were.

During the Han Dynasty, most people in the north relied on millet and wheat as food. Those from well-off families ate chestnut rice, and those from average families made porridge.

Although the rudiments of noodles such as steamed buns and shuiyin cakes had appeared at this time, the real noodles did not appear until the Yuan and Ming dynasties.

Zhao Yun naturally couldn't recognize the mechanically refined noodles purchased by the system trader, with clearly defined and consistent thickness.

"This is called noodles, and it's a kind of food." Gongsun Yan patted Zhao Yun's arm and motioned for him to help her sit down.

In fact, sitting down didn't affect her shopping, but she wanted to pose and pursue a sense of ritual.

"Is this food edible?" After letting Gongsun Yan sit down, Zhao Yun cautiously came closer, hunched over like a big cat.

He observed it carefully, gently took out one and took a sniff.

A very faint scent of wheat spreads into the nose, and you can't smell it at all if you don't smell it carefully.

Zhao Yun held a small stick of noodles with a very serious expression and looked at it carefully by the firelight.

Gongsun Yan originally thought he would taste it, but he didn't expect that Zhao Yun was a bit more cautious than expected. Even though he had not eaten a grain of rice all day to take care of the Gongsun siblings, he did not put anything in his mouth recklessly.

He frowned slightly and glanced at Gongsun Yan, who was sitting back on the haystack, "I wonder why the lady told Zhao about such a big event?"

"Because you are Zhao Yun." Gongsun Yan looked directly into his eyes, "In this world, apart from myself, the person I trust the most is you, Zhao Zilong."

Gongsun Yan, who kept talking about running the train after waking up, did not lie on this point.

Maybe it’s because of the celebrity effect?

Maybe it was the suspension bridge effect when being rescued?

Her initial favorability and trust in Zhao Yun were ridiculously high.

Even Gongsun Cheng, she was worried about other people's minor gaffes and would not reveal even half of their secrets.

But he chose Zhao Yun as his first ally, and revealed the half-hidden secret to him.

Of course, the bad habits she had developed since childhood made her have reservations about trusting anyone, so she managed to add Zhao Yun as a friend to check the other person's loyalty and status at any time.

If the other party betrays her trust, she will be able to detect it in time and take measures.

As if being hit by Gongsun Yan's sincere direct shot, Zhao Yun opened his mouth and didn't know how to respond.

He thought he was not familiar with Lady Gongsun, so how could he be trusted so much?

After a few breaths, he got rid of this inexplicable embarrassment and brought the topic back on track: "I wonder how many more of this thing there are?"

Gongsun Yan smiled, "If the conditions are met, there is no limit!"

"What?" Zhao Yun took another breath and walked back and forth in the room twice in thought. "Seriously?"

"really!"

Although he was just a warrior, the heavy word "infinite" instantly made him understand the degree of trust Gongsun Yan had given him.

The young man with a resolute face raised his hands and bowed to Gongsun Yan, "Yun Ding is tight-lipped and will definitely live up to my wife's trust."

"It's not enough to keep silent, General Zilong." Gongsun Yan sat sideways on the haystack without any appearance, the firelight jumped, making her face dim and bright, "Let's talk and work together to save the troubled times.

Let’s do it.”





"Ding--Zhao Yun accepts your deception and solicitation. His favorability is 50 and his loyalty is 60. Your favorability level with Zhao Yun is: It's too late to meet."


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