I, the one in the heavens, am here to protect my bottom line in all realms.

Chapter 310 The First Aboriginal
Before she finished speaking, her eyes fell on the milk tea. Canbaobao smiled and placed the milk tea in front of her: "Drink it. Since the ingredients are not complete, I made three flavors."

"Yeah, baby, you're so nice."

Zhang Chengyuan couldn't wait to pick up the cup and take a sip. It was a little hot but really satisfying, with a rich and fragrant milk flavor.

The milk tea that the spirit dragon was holding naturally belonged to the spirit fish, and the spirit fish drank it with great satisfaction.

At this moment, Zhang Chengyuan suddenly frowned, because she sensed someone coming nearby. The next second, Canbaobao and the others also sensed it. They looked at each other, and Lingjiao asked, "Do you want me to get rid of the person?"

Zhang Chengyuan shook his head: "Forget it, let's wait and see when the people come."

This meant that she was ready to make contact with outsiders. Canbao and the others understood it, so they ignored her and continued to chat, laugh, eat and drink.

After the silkworm ate a few small tangerines, it started to eat melon seeds. Compared with tangerines, it liked melon seeds more and felt very satisfied with every bite of the full melon seeds.

Ling Jiao was not very interested in tangerines. He liked to feed the spirit fish more, one petal at a time. He enjoyed the process very much, although a small half of what he fed went into the gerbil's stomach, which made him a little bothered.

Zhang Chengyuan enjoyed the rare milk tea, occasionally peeling a tangerine to eat, then cracking some melon seeds, and then having a sip of milk tea. There is no happier thing in life than this.

The silkworm baby asked, "Master, what would you like to eat for lunch? I'll make it."

Zhang Chengyuan thought about it for a while, not wanting to use his brain at all, and said lazily, "Just deal with it. I don't want to bother."

Silkworm Baby didn't want to deal with it: "I heard from Ling Jiao that there are eight pork elbows and a bag of sweet potatoes at home. Let's have pork elbow rice for lunch. How about I cook some sweet potatoes?"

Zhang Chengyuan smiled and said, "If you don't mind the trouble, just make it. Anyway, I'll eat it if there's food to eat."

The silkworm clapped her hands and stood up to prepare, and called the spirit dragon at the same time. She didn't count on the spirit fish because it would only make trouble except for eating.

While drinking milk tea, Zhang Chengyuan saw the gerbil still eating even though its stomach was full, and said to Lingyu, "Don't let it eat, or its stomach will burst soon."

Lingyu reached out and touched the gerbil's belly. Before she could stop it, the gerbil vomited. Lingyu immediately hid away in disgust.

She also stood up silently with her milk tea. She didn't want the several tangerines and half a plate of melon seeds on the table.

The spirit fish glanced at her master, and seeing her disgusted look, she knew that her master would not help her, so she decided to call the spirit dragon: "Brother Long!"

The spirit dragon flashed to the side of the spirit fish: "What's the matter?"

The spirit fish pointed at the gerbil and said, "It's so dirty."

Ling Jiao stretched out his palm upwards, and a water dragon quickly condensed in his palm. He controlled the water dragon to continuously wash away the gerbil and the dirt it vomited, until it was clean, then he controlled the water dragon to fly out of the yard and land outside the protective shield: "Alright."

Lingyu smiled sweetly, and her voice was also sweet: "Thank you, Brother Long, you go and do your work." She looked like she was going to use and throw away the thing, and happily went to pick up the frightened gerbil and teach it not to eat too much in the future.

Ling Jiao looked at her lovingly, without any anger, and turned to go to the kitchen to continue busying himself.

Zhang Chengyuan also sat back down, sipping his milk tea and enjoying it with his eyes closed.

The gate of the courtyard was knocked at this moment. Lingyu glanced at his master and picked up the gerbil to open the door.

After the gate opened, Lingyu saw a man dressed in torn beggar's clothes, emitting a bad smell and seriously injured.

He was tall, but very thin due to long-term hunger and fatigue. The hard times left deep marks on his face. He looked haggard, and his skin was rough and dark, just like the bark of an old tree that had been weathered by the wind and frost. The criss-crossing wrinkles and scars of varying sizes bore witness to the hardships he had experienced.

His eyes are deep and firm, like the cold stars twinkling in the night sky. Even when life has dealt him heavy blows, his eyes are still burning with an unyielding flame.

However, at this moment, his condition was extremely bad, as if he was being chased and seriously injured. One of his arms seemed to be broken, with bones protruding. It was simply tied and hung around his neck. The wound was covered in blood and the bandage was stained red.

His hair was disheveled and covered in dust, hanging in a disorderly manner on his head like dead grass ravaged by the wind.

The clothes he wore were tattered, with numerous patches of different colors and materials, which looked extremely abrupt, as if silently telling of the owner's hardships. The belt around his waist was badly worn, with rough edges, and the buttonholes had deformed and enlarged due to frequent use.

His feet were stuffed into worn-out shoes, the soles were almost worn through, and he walked with a limp, as if his legs were injured. But even so, he did not have any ferocious expression, except for the traces of sweat on his face, which showed what kind of pain the owner of this body was enduring.

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Zhang Chengyuan had already turned his head to look over when Lingyu opened the door. Although the man looked a little sloppy and miserable, he wore his clothes neatly, which made people inexplicably feel that he had a bit of military temperament.

While they were looking at the person outside the door, the person outside was also looking at them. The girl who opened the door looked young. She was wearing a gorgeous ancient costume dress of pink and red. Her skirt fluttered in the wind, and she was as gorgeous and dazzling as a blooming spring flower.

Her round and cute face is like a ripe peach, white with a hint of pink, which makes people happy when seeing it. The two red pompoms on her head sway slightly with her movements, adding a bit of playfulness to her.

Her eyes are clear and bright without any sadness, extremely bright, her eyelashes are slightly curled, her small nose is delicate, her pink lips are like cherries, and the two shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth are particularly sweet when she smiles.

He was holding a clean gerbil in his hand. At first glance, you could tell that it was a pet. But then you think about it, your life is worse than that of a gerbil.

But in this wasteland, this look seems out of place. She doesn't look like someone who has experienced hardships, but more like a delicate lady in the peaceful period before the wasteland.

The man's surprise flashed across his face, and he avoided the person in front of him and looked at another person in the yard. That was also a girl. She was much simpler than the girl who opened the door. She wore a short-sleeved top and sweatpants, a pair of white sneakers on her feet, her hair in a ponytail, and she was holding two ceramic cups in her hands, turning her head to look at this side.

She has a baby face and big, bright eyes. She is not the prettiest, but pretty too. One cannot see any trace of hardship on her. On the contrary, she has a temperament of a peaceful life. There is movement in the room, so there must be someone else.

He pulled the corners of his mouth hard, trying to smile, but the pain from all over his body made his smile look a little hideous. "Hello, can you allow me to rest here for a few days? I am the captain of the survivor base. This time I led a team out to collect supplies but was surrounded and attacked by a group of people. I got separated from the team and fled here. I am at the end of my rope, and that group of people are chasing me."

Even though he wanted to live, he still wanted to tell them the truth. Although it was strange to have a yard here out of nowhere, and that group of people would have conflicts here even if he was not there, these were no reasons for him to hide anything.