As someone in sequence 001, I also want to give up today.

Li Xian's clone slipped into the crack.

To be honest, he was quite reluctant.

The main body was sitting outside waiting for the rapid response team; he had to come in and do the hard labor.

But then I thought about it again, and there's a bear tied up like a dumpling on the other side that I have to watch over, which seems pretty pitiful too.

Thinking about it that way, I felt better.

Beyond the crack was a damp woodland.

The towering trees provide shade, and vines hang down from the branches like green curtains.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, which felt soft and spongy underfoot and exuded a musty smell.

A light mist hung in the air, reducing visibility.

But for the clone, none of this is a problem.

With a casual wave of his hand, he became transparent.

Then it floated up lightly and drifted towards the blond figure.

The man lingered under a large tree for a while, then began to walk deeper into the forest.

The clone followed behind her, maintaining a distance of about ten meters.

Only when he got closer could he see what the person looked like.

Blonde hair.

It's not the dyed yellow hair, but real, natural gold that shines in the sunlight.

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, swaying gently in the forest breeze.

Her skin was very white, like snow, with a slight pinkish tint.

Her facial features are very defined.

A high, straight nose, deep-set eyes, and slightly upturned corners of the eyes.

Her eyelashes were long, and when they drooped down, they cast a small shadow on her eyelids.

Her lips were a pale pink, and when she pursed them, she looked very serious, but when she occasionally parted them slightly, she seemed... not so serious after all.

As for her figure...

Wearing combat uniforms, it's not very noticeable.

But he's quite tall, I'd guess he's over 1.7 meters.

Li Xian's clone floated in mid-air, silently offering his comments.

Okay.

Quite good looking.

I just don't know which country it's from.

Northern Europe? Eastern Europe? Or North America?

As he was thinking, the man suddenly stopped, squatted down, and picked something up from the ground.

The clone took a closer look.

It is a stone.

It's just an ordinary stone, grayish-brown, with nothing particularly special about it.

But the man held it in his hand, turning it over and over to examine it, then pulled out a palm-sized device from his waist and scanned the stone.

The instrument lit up briefly.

The man nodded and put the stone into his backpack.

The clone floated beside her, watching this scene with a bit of curiosity.

What's so special about this stone?

He sensed it carefully.

There were indeed extremely faint energy fluctuations remaining inside the stone.

It is so faint that it is impossible to detect unless you deliberately look for it.

Moreover, the nature of that fluctuation...

It looks somewhat familiar.

What does it look like?

The clone thought for a moment, but couldn't remember.

Never mind, let's keep following.

The man continued walking forward.

After walking for about ten minutes, we stopped again.

This time, she took a fancy to a tree.

It was a very ordinary big tree, with a trunk so thick that it would take several people to wrap their arms around it.

She walked around the tree, touched the trunk with her hand, then took out the knife and cut a small piece off the bark.

It was also scanned with an instrument.

The instrument lit up again.

She put the piece of bark into her backpack.

The clone floated beside him, watching this scene with growing curiosity.

What is this person doing?

Collecting samples?

What are you researching?

As he was thinking, the man suddenly raised his head and looked around.

The clone's movements froze.

Discovered?

wrong.

He was invisible, possessing a level of spiritual power of 100,000, making him impossible for an ordinary B-rank to detect.

The man looked around for a while, but didn't find anything, so he lowered his head and continued walking forward.

The clone breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he suddenly had an idea.

Since she can't find herself...

Is that possible...?

Should I tease her?

The clone's lips curled into a slight smile.

He floated behind the woman, extended a finger, and gently brushed the hair at the back of her head.

The man paused.

He turned around abruptly.

There was nothing behind me.

The only sound was the rustling of leaves in the wind.

She frowned and touched the back of her head.

My hair... I think something just touched it?

She stood still, cautiously looking around.

There was nothing there.

She stood there for a few more seconds, then turned around and continued walking forward.

But their pace was noticeably faster.

The clone floated behind her, suppressing a laugh.

It's fun.

He floated up again and this time gently flicked her ear with his finger.

The man suddenly raised his hand to cover his ears, and at the same time turned around, his other hand already reaching for the weapon at his waist.

Still no one.

Her breathing became noticeably more rapid.

"Who?" she asked.

The sound is very pleasant, crisp and clear.

But what I said...

The clone was stunned for a moment.

What language is this?

It was all gibberish, I couldn't understand a word.

He listened carefully, trying to figure out which language it was.

English? Doesn't seem like it.

Russian? It doesn't seem like it either.

Island language? French?

neither.

He thought for a long time, but couldn't remember.

When no one responded, the man shouted a few more times in that language.

Still no one.

She bit her lip, stood still, and scanned her surroundings.

The woods were very quiet.

It was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

She took a deep breath, gripped the weapon at her waist, and continued walking forward.

But this time, she looked back every few steps, clearly frightened.

The clone followed behind her, and seeing her nervous expression, almost burst out laughing.

This guy is quite interesting.

He floated up again.

This time I didn't touch her, I just gently blew a breath into her ear.

"call--"

The man's body stiffened abruptly.

The next second, she looked like a frightened tigress.

He leaped up suddenly, and the weapon at his waist instantly came out of its sheath—a short knife that gleamed coldly in the dim forest.

"Who!!! Come out!!!"

She screamed, her voice cracking.

It was still that language I couldn't understand.

The clone floated in mid-air, looking at her face flushed with nervousness, and laughed so hard it trembled.

That's hilarious.

If this person knew that the one who was playing tricks on her was invisible and intangible, I wonder what their expression would be.

The man shouted for a long time but received no response.

She stood there, panting heavily, the veins bulging on her hand gripping the knife.

It took her a while to calm down.

Sheathed the knife and continued walking forward.

But this time, she walked even faster, almost running.

The clone followed behind, deciding to try a different approach.

He floated in front of her, and just as she was about to pass, he gently stirred the fallen leaves on the ground with his Reconstruction of All Things.

"rustle--"

The man paused.

She looked down at the pile of fallen leaves, her eyes filled with vigilance.

Then she went around it.

It went in a very roundabout way.

Clone: ​​"..."

Fine.

He floated in front of her again and gently pushed a drooping vine.

The vine swayed and brushed just past her shoulder.

"what!"

She screamed and jumped back a step, almost falling over.

After regaining her balance, she stared intently at the vine, her expression extremely complex.

Fear, anger, and even a hint of resentment.

Looking at her expression, the clone suddenly felt a little guilty.

Have we gone too far?

But then he thought about it again, and realized that this person had let the raging giant bear out, which almost caused it to run into the city and hurt people.

What's wrong with teasing her a little?

Consider it an act of venting anger for those who might have been injured by the bear.

He thought about it and made a decision—

Show up.

Anyway, the main body sent him to investigate this person's background.

They followed him covertly, but couldn't find anything.

Instead of striking up a conversation, take the initiative.

He deactivated his invisibility and emerged from behind a tree.

The man's pupils contracted sharply when he saw him. He took a step back, his hand reaching for the knife at his waist.

The clone looked at her and suddenly remembered a question.

He doesn't understand the other person's voice, so how should they communicate later?

Why not try English?

After all, it is an international language.

However, his English is not good.

Very bad.

Back when I was in school, I basically slept through English classes.

Fine, I'll just have to bite the bullet and go for it.

He cleared his throat and gave what he thought was a very friendly smile.

"Hello."

Aynur was stunned.

When she saw this person who suddenly appeared, her first reaction was to speak Mandarin.

After all, this is Chinese territory, so it's normal to encounter Chinese people.

But the first thing the other person said was "hello".

This……

Is this a foreigner?

She looked Li Xian up and down.

Wearing wrinkled clothes, with messy hair, and standing languidly, he had no energy or spirit at all.

Foreigners?

From that island nation?

She thought for a moment and decided to respond in English as well.

"Hello. Who are you? What are you doing here?"

As Li Xian listened to this string of gibberish English, his mind went completely blank.

What did she say?

who what? what what?

He tried hard to recall what he had learned in English class back then, but all he could think of were sentences like "how are you, fine, thank you, and you".

No, I have to go back even if it's tough.

He cleared his throat again.

"I...am...fine..."

He got stuck.

Ayinur blinked.

I am fine?

That doesn't seem to be what she was asking!

Just as she was about to ask another question, Li Xian spoke up again.

"You... you... why here?"

Aynur fell silent.

She suddenly realized something.

This person's English seems...to be terrible.

How bad is it?

It's so bad that they can say "why here" instead of "why are you here".

She took a deep breath, trying to keep her expression calm.

"I am here to investigate something."

Li Xian's mind remained blank.

investigate?

What does this word mean?

He thought for a moment and decided to ask the question differently.

"You... ...what do you want?"

The man fell silent again.

Given her English level, she was a little unsure how to respond.

"I want to find something." She tried to use simple words.

Li Xian nodded.

find something

Looking for something.

He understood that.

"Find what?" he asked.

The man looked at him and remained silent for three seconds.

Then she spoke, uttering a single word.

"Energy."

Li Xian blinked.

I didn't understand.

He thought for a moment, then asked, "Energy... where?"

Ayinur pointed to the depths of the forest.

There.

Li Xian nodded.

Then he asked, "You... where from?"

The man paused for a moment.

Where is she from?

She thought for a moment and realized that the person might not understand if she gave a specific location, so she gave a general description instead.

"North."

Li Xian nodded.

north.

North.

Nordic countries?

The northern part of North America?

His mind started automatically filling in the blanks.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, high nose bridge, fair skin, speaks English, from the North.

A typical Scandinavian.

He nodded, looking at the other person with an "I understand" expression.

The man was a little confused by his gaze.

But without thinking much of it, she continued, "You live here?"

Li Xian thought for a moment.

Live here?

Staying here?

He shook his head.

"No. I... come from... city."

The man nodded.

They came from the city.

Are they here to investigate as well?

Just as she was about to ask a question, Li Xian spoke again.

"How...You...eat...?"

The man froze.

Have a meal?

What's going on here?

She looked at Li Xian, her eyes filled with confusion.

Li Xian also realized that he had said something wrong.

He meant to ask, "Did you find anything?" but in a moment of lapse of judgment, he blurted out, "Have you eaten?"

It's all because I ask the bell that question every day at home, and it's become muscle memory.

He gave an awkward laugh.

"Sorry, my English... no good."

The man looked at him and remained silent for three seconds.

Then she spoke, saying something that surprised him.

"Your English is really bad."

He understood that sentence.

He said his English was terrible.

He nodded, readily admitting it.

"Yes, very bad."

The man was taken aback by his frank attitude.

Most people would feel a little embarrassed if their English was this bad.

This guy was quite something; he just admitted it outright.

After thinking about it, she decided to try a different way of communicating.

She pointed to herself.

"I am from China."

She figured that since the other person had come to China, they must know a little bit of Chinese.

"Can you speak Chinese?"

Li Xian was taken aback.

Chinese?

He stared at the other person's distinctly European face for three seconds.

"You...are Chinese?"

"Yes." Ayinur nodded, "From the northern Xinjiang region."

Li Xian fell silent.

He suddenly realized how incredibly stupid his English performance had been.

You should have said you were Chinese!