Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Zhang Qilin's expression grew increasingly solemn, and he placed his hand on the bracelet.

He can easily remove it with just a little force.

Before he could even move, a bone-chilling wind swept in. Something seemed to be violently pounding the ground from the depths of darkness, accompanied by several faint growls, and pebbles kept rolling down all around.

Such a loud noise made the sleeping girl restless, turning over and muttering in her sleep.

Zhang Qiyu reacted extremely quickly, picking up the blade and getting up.

Forget it, let's put the matter of the red string aside for now.

His main task now is to quickly reduce the amount of those things so that they don't interfere with the "ultimate".

Zhang Qilan returned to the foggy area, fully prepared for a tough battle.

But the figures who used to pounce on him like demons when they saw him were now standing motionless in place.

Even when he held a knife to his neck, he didn't react much, giving off an eerie sense of submissiveness.

Zhang Qilin couldn't help but turn his gaze to his wrist again, recalling what Shen Mingchao had said.

[What if it really did work?]

No, it's not just because of the bracelet.

Shen Mingchao may possess special abilities that she herself is unaware of.

For example, the scene created when two people come into contact;

For example, it can accelerate the healing speed of his wounds;

From this perspective, adding another ability that prevents people from getting close is not impossible.

Zhang Qilin came from a family that was not ordinary, so he was used to such supernatural things.

He even began to wonder if there was another hidden family in the world with the surname Shen, and whether Shen Mingchao was one of the family members who had been lost to the outside world.

After all, there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding.

It seems I should have someone investigate after I get out.

Zhang Qilin sheathed his sword. These figures had lost their aggressiveness, and he saw no need to stay any longer.

Just as I was about to leave, several figures suddenly darted around in my field of vision.

He became alert in an instant, and just as his fingers gripped the hilt of the knife, a round object rolled over from the direction of the figure.

He glanced down discreetly, and when he saw what it was, Zhang Qilin was taken aback.

A red, crisp, and seemingly perfect apple?

The apple that appeared inside the bronze door?

Even Zhang Qilin was surprised by this situation.

Before he could figure it out, more apples rolled toward him from the shadowy figure.

Zhang Qilan didn't know how to describe the scene before him; it was as bizarre as a dream.

After a brief standoff with the group of creatures, he finally crouched down and picked up an apple to examine it.

Use a knife to cut open the skin, slice off a piece of flesh, and the juice bursts out instantly, spreading a refreshing fruity aroma.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Qiyu took a small bite.

Yep.

It is indeed an ordinary apple.

That's it.

He then carefully checked the other apples, found nothing unusual, and picked them all up and put them in his pocket.

I was thinking that when I got back, I would catch another mouse to test whether the apple was really harmless.

He returned early this time, but Shen Mingchao slept for a long time. Before anyone woke up, Zhang Qiling had already released the mouse that had eaten the apple and was perfectly fine.

The main reason was that he had previously mentioned the idea of ​​using rats and insects as food. At that time, Shen Mingchao looked like he had seen a ghost, and refused with full of fear, saying that he had not committed such a crime.

He abandoned the idea after that and started regularly cleaning up rats and bugs.

Zhang Qilin thought that Shen Mingchao would be very happy to see the apple when he woke up this time.

After spending more time with Shen Mingchao, Zhang Qilin discovered that the other man was someone who wore his heart on his sleeve.

All sorts of emotions are clearly written on their faces, and they occasionally do things that are hard to understand.

This is fine.

A simple person in every way is like a harmless and innocent little animal in his eyes. This makes him subconsciously feel relaxed and not repulsed by the other person's approach.

Just as Zhang Qilin had expected, Shen Mingchao was indeed very happy to wake up and find that there were apples to eat.

So excited that he immediately cosplayed as a spinning top, holding an apple and spinning around in place.

Finally, he held the apple up like Simba and said reverently, "Oh, apple, what a great invention!"

"..."

Zhang Qilin's eyes darted away, and he silently turned his back.

Shen Mingchao didn't care about losing face. There were only two people here, one of whom was the silent, withdrawn man.

So if you don't go crazy now, when will you?

The allure of the apple made Shen Mingchao lose his head, and he began to speak somewhat recklessly.

"Seriously, idol, how did you get such a beautiful face? It's almost unfair how good-looking you are, and your skills are amazing too."

"I see!"

"You're the kind of person they talk about, someone who could easily make a living based on their looks, but chooses to rely on their abilities."

Shen Mingchao jogged over, squatted down beside Zhang Qiyu's feet, and stretched his hands out to the sky.

Zhang Qiyu looked confused.

Shen Mingchao said with a serious expression, "Hello, deity, please show me your certificate of descent to the mortal realm!"

The confusion in Zhang Qilin's eyes deepened.

Upon seeing this, Shen Mingchao smiled mischievously, his eyes curving into crescents, and shallow dimples appearing on his cheeks, like spring flowers in full bloom, his whole being radiant.

"Idol, since I've showered you with so much flattery, you'd better protect me when we get out of here."

Shen Mingchao tilted his head back triumphantly.

"Otherwise, where would you find someone who speaks as nicely as me?"

Zhang Qi blinked, and under the other person's expectant gaze, he nodded almost imperceptibly.

"Yay! I've got my get-out-of-jail-free card!"

Shen Mingchao's smile deepened, and he began to spin around holding the apple.

What she didn't see was that, the moment she turned around, a few pixels subtly appeared at the corner of the usually indifferent young man's mouth.

It is extremely faint and not easily noticed.

At the same time, a butterfly in the corner suddenly flapped its wings, creating a hurricane.

The winds of change stirred up a certain place, preventing it from calming down for a long time.