Chapter 39

Lin Yixuan and Lin Wansheng, seeing this, also stood up, their Tang swords unsheathed, and a sharp murderous intent appeared on their faces.
“Let go of her!”
They both shouted in unison, but the man seemed not to hear, still gripping Lin Qianhuan’s wrist tightly.
“I want to eat noodles.”
He looked down at Lin Qianhuan’s eyes with particular solemnity, his eyes full of determination.
Lin Qianhuan: “?”
Not a brother, are you sick?
Just as she was about to gather her mental power to launch an attack, a heavy bag was stuffed into her palm.
“Do you like this?”
The man’s voice was low and hoarse, the windbreaker radiating coldness, but his palm was still warm.
His fingertips brushed across Lin Qianhuan’s palm, and he subconsciously turned his hand behind him and clenched it into a fist, his face without the slightest ripple.
Lin Qianhuan weighed the bag in her hand. It was a velvet bag for ornaments, and several crystal cores lay quietly inside, the bag stuffed full.
The crystal core at the top was mixed with strands of white lines, obviously a crystal core from a mutated zombie.
This man is not to be underestimated.
“He gave you this and got noodles to eat, I’ll give you this too, I want to eat noodles too.”
Lin Qianhuan’s mouth twitched. So many crystal cores just to exchange for a bowl of instant noodles?
She had finally met a sucker.
“Okay, you can have noodles.
But can you let me go first?
Otherwise, I’m afraid I can’t help but kill you.”
Lin Qianhuan ground her back teeth, and the man said “Oh,” took a step back, his gaze stuck on Lin Qianhuan’s slightly red wrist, reluctant to move away.
So soft, like it could be broken with a little force.
Lin Qianhuan took out two packs of instant noodles from her space and handed them to Lin Yixuan, “Big brother, make him a bowl too.”
She gave the still-vigilant two a reassuring look, and they put away their Tang swords.
Lin Yixuan took the instant noodles and leaned close to her ear: “What’s up with this guy?”
Lin Qianhuan blinked and sized up the man with her peripheral vision, who was consciously standing by the edge of the rain shelter, spacing out and waiting for food: “Who cares, as long as he gives me crystal cores.”
She grinned, counting the crystal cores in the bag, drool almost flowing down the corners of her mouth.
A full 17 crystal cores, one of which was even a mutated zombie’s crystal core.
If she wanted to collect these crystal cores, it would take a lot of time and energy. How did this man do it?
“What’s your name?”
She asked, and the other party raised his finger and pointed at himself in a daze.
“Me?”
Lin Qianhuan nodded, feeling like he wasn’t too smart.
The man yawned, looking like he hadn’t woken up yet: “Jiang Xing.”
“Oh.”
The conversation came to an abrupt end. He didn’t feel embarrassed either, slowly moving to the side of the brazier, quietly waiting for the soon-to-be-cooked instant noodles.
Lin Qianhuan didn’t find it interesting, so she simply took out a candied hawthorn from her space and took a satisfying bite.
“Candied hawthorn? I want to eat it too.”
The low, hoarse male voice sounded again, startling Lin Qianhuan, making her hair stand on end.
How does this guy walk without making a sound?
She smoothed her fur and swallowed a hawthorn.
“Want to eat?”
“Yes, want to eat.”
“Exchange it with a crystal core.”
Jiang Xing frowned in confusion: “Crystal core?”
“It’s those transparent stones you just gave me, that’s a crystal core.
You don’t know its use or name, why did you save so many for me?”
Lin Qianhuan narrowed her eyes suspiciously, trying to find a hint of a flaw on his face.
Jiang Xing tugged at the zipper of his windbreaker: “I saw him digging up crystal cores, he gave you crystal cores, and you gave him noodles to eat.
Then I went to find some, to exchange for food with you.”
Lin Qianhuan followed his hand and saw her second brother being pointed at, her eyes widening in disbelief.
“Are you saying that you went to dig up so many crystal cores after seeing him give me crystal cores?”
Jiang Xing nodded indifferently: “Why dig? It’s so dirty.
I just picked them up directly.”
Lin Wansheng smelled his hands, which still vaguely smelled of rot, his face displeased.
Are you dissing me, kid?
Lin Qianhuan’s eyes lit up when she heard this: “Picked them up? Where did you pick them up? Take me with you?”
Jiang Xing slowly said “Oh,” his gaze touching a zombie that was gradually approaching the rain shelter from a distance, and he raised his palm.
A dark purple beam of lightning followed his fingertips and plunged into the zombie’s body, and after a burst of dazzling light disappeared, the zombie instantly turned into a pile of charred bones.
He tugged at the hood of his windbreaker and walked into the rain, disdainfully picking up the still-crystal-clear crystal core from a pile of black charcoal.
“Here, this is how you pick them up.”
Jiang Xing stuffed the slightly warm crystal core into Lin Qianhuan’s hand and pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.
“I gave you a crystal core, where’s the candied hawthorn?”
Lin Qianhuan suddenly woke up and hurriedly took out a candied hawthorn from her space and handed it to him.
The other party took the candied hawthorn with satisfaction and consciously took the newly cooked bowl of instant noodles to the corner of the rain shelter to eat.
Lin Qianhuan looked at the pile of black charcoal and couldn’t help but feel a little teeth-aching.
Lightning-type superpower, the most lethal of all superpowers.
Every powerful lightning-type superpower user is a trump card of the hunting squad, and their strength can be imagined.
This man named Jiang Xing’s superpower is only level one, but his talent is good, and he basically crushes ordinary superpower users.
Lin Qianhuan touched her chin, but this guy doesn’t seem to know how to control his superpower very well.
Turning the zombie directly into charred charcoal can easily cause subsequent combat to be weak, consuming too much superpower, which is not a wise choice.
Lin Wansheng was also shocked by Jiang Xing’s move and leaned close to Lin Qianhuan and asked in a low voice.
“Can he beat you?”
Lin Qianhuan stroked her chin and pondered for a moment: “Can, but also can’t.
Although lightning-type superpowers are powerful, they are not unsolvable.
The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth generate and restrain each other, but the lightning system is independent of the five elements and will not be restrained by any superpower user.
But your dear sister, I, am a mental-type superpower user.”
She proudly raised her head: “His control over superpowers is not skilled, coupled with my superpower barrier and mental sting, if we only use superpowers to compete, he won’t get any advantage from me.”
But the lethality of the lightning system should not be underestimated, and this man is obviously a trained martial artist, if they really fight…
It can only be said that it will be a lose-lose situation, right?
But she has space and spiritual spring water to bless her, so she is naturally better.
What if Jiang Xing has talent? She is a buff player with cheats.
The rain lessened a little, but it was still drizzling.
Not too heavy, but it rained annoyingly.
Lin Qianhuan rubbed her belly, which was no longer so full, got up and picked up the Tang sword.
In the short time they had lunch, several zombies slowly approached from a distance, and it looked like they were about to touch the edge of the rain shelter.
“It’s time to work.”
She stretched her muscles, the cold hilt of the knife clenched in her palm, and the sharp blade reflected Jiang Xing’s particularly seductive eyes.

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