Jian Luo was still determined to fight to the end with these packages of his.

Secretary Jin said, "Luoluo, where did all these packages come from? Who mailed so many things to you?"

Jian Luo half-jokingly said, "Maybe it's because I'm loved by everyone and flowers bloom wherever I see them?"

Secretary Jin was amused.

Lu Shifeng said in a cold voice: "Very busy."

Jian Luo was busy unpacking the box when she heard this and subconsciously agreed, "Yeah, it's okay... huh?"

He looked up in shock and met Lu Shifeng's gaze.

The Marshal narrowed his eyes and asked, "A lot of stuff?"

Jian Luo felt a little stressed for some reason. He squatted on the ground, holding the box. "It's not a lot. In fact, I don't even know who sent it."

Lu Shifeng casually picked up a piece of paper and said slowly, "Isn't it about love?"

Jian Luo's mouth twitched. "Merchants probably prefer my traffic and fans, and the sales I can bring them."

There were boxes all over the floor.

Jian Luo suddenly became very curious: "Where did they get the address from, and how did they mail it here?"

Secretary Jin will answer this question: "Actually, they don't know your address. It must be a problem with the settings of your contract website. I remember there was a setting that defaulted the delivery to the anchor's location. The mail room can only enter your information code, and they don't know your location, but the delivery machine will find you based on the information code."

Jian Luo was surprised: "There is this function."

Secretary Jin smiled and said, "We have everything you can think of!"

…

Yes, very strong.

Faced with so many packages, Jian Luo felt helpless. After unpacking them for a long time, he felt a little tired and simply sat on a box. "Why didn't anyone ask me to advertise before? Now everyone is here all of a sudden?"

Secretary Jin said casually, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Jian Luo stopped talking. "They didn't even have any advertising fees, so what good is that? I've never advertised before, but I know the rules. No money means no sincerity. I can't recommend products without sincerity. They're not sincere to me, so how can they care about their customers?"

They must think that because he is a human being, he has not seen much of the world, so giving him some gifts will make him advertise obediently?

Impossible, he is a man of iron will never surrender!

Secretary Jin was very impressed: "Luoluo, you are really strong-willed."

Jian Luo raised his chin proudly: "That's it."

Secretary Jin asked someone to put the things away before saying, "So what do we do with these packages?"

…

Jian Luo fell into deep thought.

Lu Shifeng said indifferently: "Return everything."

Returning it is a small matter, but it will offend some merchants. It doesn’t matter whether you give it to them or not. If you return it directly, you will offend some petty merchants.

Jian Luo was also a little worried: "Will it make some people unhappy?"

Lu Shifeng sneered: "You seem to be in the mood to care about the happiness of people far away. I don't usually see you care much about those around you."

?

Jian Luo looked at Lu Shifeng in confusion.

The Marshal stood there and could smell a faint smell of blood. Jian Luo frowned: "Are you injured?"

Secretary Jin was stunned.

Jian Luo was very concerned: "Are you injured?"

Lu Shifeng leaned against the table: "It's just a minor injury."

…

This was quite shocking to Jian Luo, and to Secretary Jin as well. Of course, she was shocked that Jian Luo could actually smell it. You know, it was such a faint scent that even she hadn't noticed it much just now!

Jian Luo's sensitive sense of smell is not something that ordinary humans can achieve.

Jian Luo came over and asked, "Where are you injured? Is it serious?"

Lu Shifeng shook his head slightly.

Because he had just returned from a mission, he was afraid that Jian Luo could not smell the blood so he took a shower. However, he never expected that Jian Luo could still smell it even then.

"I made chicken soup for you." Jian Luo stood beside him and said obediently, "Have you drunk it?"

Lu Shifeng knew that Jian Luo had cooked, but he did not choose to eat. Instead, he came over to check on people first. Humans are sometimes too fragile. He raised Jian Luo like raising a child and was worried about her all the time.

Bumping and hitting, is there any danger again?

When he went on a mission, he didn't worry about himself at all, his mind was all on Dark Star.

"I didn't drink." Lu Shifeng half closed his eyes: "Didn't you make a lot? I also had my share."

Jian Luo thought no one had told him, "Of course, of course. I heard you were out on a mission. It must have been dangerous and draining of your energy, so I went to the kitchen and made some nourishing food. I'll give it to you when you come back. I made your portion, and I taught the others how to make the rest. I can't make so many by myself."

After saying so much, only the sentence "I'll do your share" touched the Marshal's heart.

Lu Shifeng raised his eyebrows noncommittally, stood up straight, and said in a good mood: "Didn't you draw the number one prize?"

“…”

Don't bring up things that are not related to the topic.

Jian Luo coughed lightly: "I don't always give the lottery number to 88888, okay!"

Lu Shifeng looked at the young man in front of him. He had red lips and white teeth. In fact, he had a rather ordinary face, but he was quite smart. His eyes were moving and he always looked lively, completely different from the lifeless appearance of the Dark Star people.

In the past, he thought that all human beings looked the same to him, but now he has gradually made distinctions, roughly into Jian Luo and others, and others and Jian Luo.

Lu Shifeng pinched the flesh on his face and said, "Let's go."

"...Hiss, why are you pinching me?"

"See if you've gained any weight."

Jian Luo asked sincerely: "Really? Did I gain weight?"

Lu Shifeng was very decisive: "No."

“…”

After dinner in the evening, Jian Luo sat on the sofa and soaked his feet in the nutritious soup prescribed by the hospital. He was studying with a book in his hand. He would return to the seed base tomorrow, and his online course career would be changed to practical classes. In order not to be beaten to death by the teacher, he decided to cram and force himself to make up one first.

When Lu Shifeng came over, Jian Luo said, "Brother Long, Brother Long, come quickly!"

It was rare for him to be so anxious, so Lu Shifeng walked closer.

"What's wrong with this grammar?" Jian Luo pointed to the second unit of the book: "I don't know how to read it. Can you teach me?"

“…”

Lu Shifeng raised his eyebrows: "Don't you hate studying?"

Jian Luo held the book and clarified: "I decided to find the joy of learning from books. Knowledge is the ladder of human progress. I will set a good example for my children and become the hope of the whole village."

Lu Shifeng: "Speak human language."

"Okay, I have to take the exam." Jian Luo shrank back.

A hint of smile flashed across Lu Shifeng's eyes as he looked at him teasingly, but Jian Luo was thick-skinned and didn't mind being looked at. What he didn't want to face even more was the calm face of the High Priest. Every time he looked at him, he would think of his former class teacher.

Because the marshal came a little closer, Jian Luo could smell the blood again. He frowned slightly and asked, "Where are you injured?"

Lu Shifeng said: "Forearm."

The military uniform fits the body perfectly and you can't tell anything from the outside.

Jian Luo pursed her lips, wanting to know if the injury was serious, so she asked, "Can I take a look?"

The Marshal did not refuse. He unbuttoned his shirt and revealed his forearm, but it was not what Jian Luo had imagined. The injured area was covered with a layer of dragon scales, and the dragon scales did not retreat from the forearm to the bottom.

Jian Luo said: "No wounds?"

Lu Shifeng said: "Under the dragon scales, the dragon scales have a certain healing effect, and it is also a self-protection mechanism of the dragon race."

Jian Luo learned it and found it very magical. He had heard many legends about dragons before, but he had never heard that dragon scales had such miraculous effects.

Seeing his eyes sparkle, Lu Shifeng knew what he was thinking, so he added a little more: "Dragon scales are not only the armor of the dragon clan, but they are also very useful. In the early years, the dragon clan was hunted because the scales have a more important function."

Jian Luo was curious: "What?"

"Healing." Lu Shifeng gave him a simple example: "It can heal more than just the dragon race."

Now Jian Luo realized the importance of the matter. As the saying goes, an innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure. Possessing a treasure is both a blessing and a misfortune, as it will attract too many greedy wolves.

Lu Shifeng buttoned up his sleeves and said slowly, "The dragon race is a natural warrior, but our flesh, blood, and scales are all excellent medicine for healing wounds."

Jian Luo frowned and asked sincerely: "Aren't you very dangerous?"

Lu Shifeng took the book and flipped through it casually, saying slowly, "Everyone is in danger. Not only the blood of high-level races like dragons, phoenixes, and pixiu has miraculous effects, but all the orcs on Dark Star are walking treasure troves. In the early years of Dark Star, there were constant wars, and there were too many people coveting the fat meat. Only if you are strong enough can you avoid being slaughtered."

…

“That’s amazing.”

Jian Luo was a little depressed. What should he do? No matter how strong he was, could he defeat the Dark Star people?

Some people's emotions are easily written on their faces. Lu Shifeng glanced at him and knew what Jian Luo was thinking. He flipped through the grammar vocabulary and pointed to it for Jian Luo to see: "What are you reading?"

Jian Luo tilted his head and looked over, recognizing for a long time: "No, I don't know."

The grammar words in this book are the universal language of the stars. Once you learn them, you can communicate normally with aliens even if you leave the planet. It is almost the same as English. It is also the common language of some aliens. As the saying goes, "more skills are better than less", Jianluo is still very interested in this foreign language.

Lu Shifeng read out the pronunciation to him word by word. The man's voice was magnetic and his pronunciation was clear and melodious, which gave people a very enjoyable feeling when listening to it.

Finally, Lu Shifeng said to him: "Dark Star Language means dependence."

Jian Luo seemed to understand but not quite.

Lu Shifeng gave him a meaningful look and asked, "Do you know what this means when translated into human language?"

Jian Luo didn't expect him to know this, and immediately became very curious: "What are you reading?"

"Hold on to someone's thigh." Lu Shifeng said.

“…”

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