A cold wind blew through the valley, chilling my heart and making my spirit soar.

Lu Shifeng waited for a while and found that Jian Luo did not respond. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jian Luo came back to his senses. He licked his dry lips and shook his head: "Nothing."

Although he said so, even the dullest person could see that there was something wrong. In fact, there was no need to observe too much. Jian Luo was a person who showed his joy most of the time, and any slight change in his mood would be written on his face.

As the two of them were walking, Lu Shifeng stretched out his arm and pulled Jian Luo.

! !

Jian Luo, who was still immersed in his thoughts, froze all over, shrank his fingers slightly, and subconsciously wanted to shake it off, but was persuaded by reason.

Turning back, I heard Lu Shifeng say, "There's water on the stone steps ahead. Watch the road."

Jian Luo lowered his head and found that there was actually water on the stone steps. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not really shake off Lu Shifeng's hand just now, otherwise it would be so embarrassing!

Jian Luo regained his smile and said, "It's a good thing you reminded me."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to keep going.

Lu Shifeng stood beside him, looking down at him, his voice low and magnetic: "You are afraid of me."

Jian Luo paused, his chest heaving twice. He took a breath, and after preparing himself mentally, he turned back: "No, why would you think that?"

Lu Shifeng raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Jian Luo nodded.

"Then why don't you dare look at me?"

“…”

Jian Luo lowered his head and was silent for a moment after hearing what was said. He prepared himself mentally and raised his head, but what he was greeted with was a glass of water stuffed into his hand.

Lu Shifeng said, "We've walked such a long way, drink some water."

Jian Luo almost couldn't keep up with his pace. He just held the water in his arms and responded stupidly, "Hmm? Oh, okay."

He opened the lid of the water cup and drank a few gulps. He hadn't felt thirsty at first, but after the water went down his throat, he really felt thirsty. He drank more than half of it before finishing. Then he looked at Lu Shifeng standing next to him and asked conscientiously, "Do you want some?"

Lu Shifeng glanced at the mouth of the bottle, where there was a spot where Jian Luo had drunk.

Jian Luo saw him looking at the water bottle and thought he was disgusted, so he put the bottle away again: "Well... then don't drink it."

Lu Shifeng stretched out his arm and took the water bottle.

This sudden action made Jian Luo's eyes light up. It turned out that the Marshal was not so polite to him after all, and he didn't dislike him at all.

Lu Shifeng put the kettle back into the storage space, then said to Jian Luo: "Let's keep going."

“…”

Dog man.

Jian Luo curled her lips and tried to roll her eyes at his back, but when she was halfway through rolling her eyes, Lu Shifeng stopped and looked back at her.

…

The action got stuck and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Jian Luo coughed lightly: "What, what happened?"

Lu Shifeng stood at the top of the stairs and glanced at him: "Dragons don't need drinking water as much as humans do. This is specially prepared for you."

"……oh."

Come to think of it, it's really rare to see him drink water. It seems that compared with the dragon's body, the human body is very weak in all aspects.

Lu Shifeng took a small step forward, pulling Jian Luo forward, and said, "You don't need to take the law of the jungle I just mentioned to heart."

Jian Luo didn't expect the Marshal to condescend to explain, and was a little surprised: "Huh?"

"To achieve the goal, we will do whatever it takes." Lu Shifeng's handsome face looked sharp from the side, and his voice was low: "There are usually two ways to do this."

Jian Luo was extremely supportive: "What's the solution?"

Lu Shifeng opened his thin lips and said, "Become a strong person, or rely on a strong person."

“…”

Jian Luo was speechless. If he applied himself to the situation, wouldn't he be the one who depended on the strong?

But then he thought, was the noble and cold Marshal Lu explaining this to him? Was Lu Shifeng explaining this to him specifically because he was afraid he would overthink things?

This guess inexplicably made Jian Luo feel a little happy.

The haze of random thoughts and thoughts that he had before was much less. As the saying goes, there is always a way out when you reach the mountain. It is useless for him to worry too much about it now. It is better to take it one step at a time and go with the flow.

Jian Luo walked beside Lu Shifeng. He unconsciously touched his belly and murmured, "Brother Long."

Lu Shifeng glanced at him sideways, and when he saw Jian Luo touching her stomach, he asked, "What's wrong? Are you tired?"

Jian Luo's hands covered his belly. Through a layer of skin, he seemed to be able to feel the blood beating inside. It was strange that sometimes the connection between mother and child was so subtle. He raised his face and looked at Lu Shifeng for a moment. For a moment, he impulsively wanted to ask Lu Shifeng.

Will you protect me?

Will you let me go free after the baby is born?

What do you...take me for?

Many questions almost popped out of her mouth, but she swallowed them back again. Finally, Jian Luo just smiled and said, "No, they are very well behaved."

Lu Shifeng then regained his attention: "Well, hold on a little longer, the Elf Market is just ahead."

The so-called Elf Market is probably the elves' trading market. Occasionally, many aliens will come here to buy things. The elves are clever and have strong hands-on skills. Since most of them are introverted, they will focus more on some works and hand-woven works.

Most elves know some magic, and when they add magic to handmade creations, it often produces many unexpected effects and surprises.

This is why the elves have the confidence and courage to ask Dark Star for help and cooperation. It is their confidence and capital. Their unique magical abilities can often be used in many aspects, whether in combat or daily life, and are good practical skills.

Jian Luo stood at the entrance of the market, looked at the words on the sign and read out loud: "Wanwu Street."

This name is quite strange.

Jian Luo asked Lu Shifeng: "Why is it called this name?"

Lu Shifeng said: "If you want, you can buy everything in the world here."

“…”

What a big tone.

Jian Luo decided not to bother with such an arrogant place name. It was more important to go shopping in the mall. The two of them walked into the elves' commercial street. It was very lively here. There were not only elves coming and going, but also dwarfs dressed like Indians, and even two tall men who were walking and chatting.

Jian Luo was stunned: "Wow, look."

Lu Shifeng glanced sideways and asked, "Is it strange?"

Jian Luo made an ignorant sound: "Don't you think it's amazing?"

Lu Shifeng led him to the side and said slowly, "This is their true form. Compared to them, the dragon race can freely change their body form. Isn't it more magical?"

“…”

As a noble and cool dragon, you should not be so competitive.

Jian Luo cleared his throat, practice makes perfect: "Of course, although they seem to be very powerful, but in my heart, the dragon clan is still the most powerful."

Lu Shifeng snorted lightly. Although his face was expressionless, Jian Luo could see that his dragon tail was about to rise to the sky. He had only recently discovered that his flattery was really effective. As long as he hit the mark, he could get twice the result with half the effort. Seeing that Lu Shifeng seemed to be in a good mood, Jian Luo quickly pressed the issue and made a reasonable request: "Then let's buy some things and go back to play!"

The shops around here are generally street stalls with a wide variety of goods that are dizzying to look at.

Lu Shifeng said, "No one is stopping you from buying anything you want."

"Anything?"

"Um."

"Okay, I want that one."

As his finger moved forward, Lu Shifeng finally saw a bed in a store not far away. It was an extremely plain bed, made of wood with green vine carvings on it, and it looked very unremarkable.

As we got closer, the details became clearer and it was indeed very ordinary.

Lu Shifeng raised his eyebrows: "The reason."

Jian Luo stood with him at the door and made a reasonable request: "I'm tired of sleeping on the bed on the warship. Can I change it? You said you could buy it at will."

Lu Shifeng wasn't very interested in the bed. Just as he was about to agree, Jian Luo added, "Of course, I know you're used to sleeping on the one on the warship. If that doesn't work, buy this one and put it in the other room. I'll sleep over there."

…

There was a sudden silence in the air.

Lu Shifeng turned around and looked at Jian Luo expressionlessly. His deep eyes made Jian Luo suddenly a little nervous, not knowing what he had said wrong.

After a while.

Lu Shifeng opened his thin lips and said, "There are no extra rooms."

Jian Luo was stunned: "How is that possible? I saw him free two days ago."

"There are none now." Lu Shifeng said confidently, "We can't waste resources during this special period. We've already arranged for people to live there."

…

Jian Luo was about to say something when an elven salesperson came over and said, "Hello, are you here to see the beds?"

Lu Shifeng glanced at Jian Luo.

Jian Luo's scalp tingled, but he quickly regained his composure: "Yes, that one."

The wooden bed not far away was low-key and luxurious. The salesperson took one look and said, "If you two are a couple, I recommend choosing this one."

Jian Luo and Lu Shifeng glanced over.

This was a flower bed, covered in gorgeous, lush flowers, each wafting with fragrance. The salesperson was extremely attentive, "The flowers in this bed are enchanted, never withering, and they also contain spiritual water. Even if you want to change the flowers later, you can keep them alive."

Jian Luo had no expression on his face.

He is not a girl and is not that interested in flowers.

Lu Shifeng was even less interested.

The elves were all very clever. He had just overheard the conversation between the two, and an idea struck him: "Then take a look at this bed, it's made of pure spirit wood and is great for sleep. The best part is, it can also be used to arouse you."

To liven up the atmosphere?

What's the fun?

Needing help to sleep, isn’t that a waste of money?

As a frugal person, Jian Luo was the first to disagree. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay, we don't need it..."

Lu Shifeng's voice said from the side: "Please give a detailed introduction."

?

Jian Luo suddenly felt that the world was full of question marks.

Finally, with the clever recommendation of the elves, Lu Shifeng finally booked the big bed to add to the fun, and Jian Luo basically didn't hear what he said to the salesperson.

So he asked, "What's so good about this one? The one I like is only 50,000 star coins, but this one costs 500,000? Why don't you just grab it?"

Lu Shifeng said, "It helps with sleep."

…

Jian Luo almost couldn't control his eye roll. He said, "I think the 50,000 one is very good. It's also very comfortable to sleep in. They are all the same."

Lu Shifeng glanced at him sideways, and the two men looked at each other. What was different from their previous gazes was that this time the Marshal's gaze was more meaningful, as if he could see through people's souls. All the words that Jian Luo wanted to complain were stuck in his mouth.

Sure enough, Lu Shifeng asked him, "The beds in Anleyuan are specially made. There are no wooden beds. I haven't prepared one for you yet. Where have you slept before?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Jian Luo paused.

He had only slept on this wooden bed in his home in the 21st century. He had never tried it after traveling here. Sometimes he would speak without thinking and be caught by Lu Shifeng.

Jian Luo's back was covered in cold sweat. He quickly thought of an excuse and said, "I tried it just now when you were talking in the store."

Lu Shifeng stared at him for a moment, and finally looked away: "Really?"

"yes!"

“…Let’s go.”

Then he wouldn't tell Jian Luo. Although he was talking, his eyes were always on him, and he knew that he hadn't tried the bed.

As he walked to the back of the market, the street gradually became less prosperous, especially some houses at the back looked a bit shabby. When he passed the last stall, the stall owner caught his attention. It was a child, probably not very old. His clothes were a bit worn and his face was a bit gray. He looked like a human child in his teens, about the same height as Jian Sheng.

Jian Luo noticed that the child was selling some dried fruit on his stall, which smelled quite fragrant. He stopped and asked, "Where are your parents? Why are you setting up a stall?"

The elf raised his eyes, which made Jian Luo stunned. It was nothing else but a pair of red eyes.

But the impression Lu Shifeng gave was different. The Marshal's red eyes looked murderous, and the invisible hostility was deadly. But this child was different. His red eyes did not have any momentum, like a smooth and flawless ruby.

"I have no family," the elf said.

Jian Luo was stunned: "No?"

"They are all dead." The elf's voice was a little hoarse. "I am an abandoned baby, a forsaken child. My uncles and aunts raised me."

As someone who has been through this, Jian Luo said, "What if you can't sell all these things?"

The elf answered honestly: "I can't go back."

Jian Luo looked at the child, and for some reason, he felt a little depressed. It was not because he felt sympathetic, but because he seemed to see himself in the child.

The elf said, "Would you like to buy something?"

Jian Luo's sympathy overflowed, and he asked generously: "How much is one?"

The elf said eagerly, "Twenty star coins, guest."

It’s not expensive!

It was a rare occasion for Jian Luo to act like a wealthy man: "Okay, I'll take all the copies you have!"

The elf stood up with a jerk. "There are 50 million copies in total. Do you really want them all? Pay by card or cash?"

“…”

My passion suddenly turned cold.

Jian Luo couldn't believe it and stammered: "How many?"

The elf repeated, "Fifty million copies."

????

Jian Luo now wants to bite off his tongue and let him pretend to be rich. Now he is in big trouble!

The elf looked at him expectantly: "Do you want it?"

"Uh..." Jian Luo turned away guiltily under such a gaze, and secretly glanced at Lu Shifeng next to him, and found that the Marshal had an expression of watching a good show. When he saw his gaze looking at him, he raised his eyebrows, as if he was watching a fire from the other side of the river.

From his eyes, Jian Luo could almost understand the underlying meaning, as if he was silently saying: You are so naughty, you little bastard, you are in trouble now!

Jian Luo scratched his head and said to the elf, "Where did you get so many copies? Is that all your family has?"

The elf patiently explained, "No, this dried fruit is the figs of the elves. This month of the year is the fig growing season, and they are everywhere in the mountains. We have as many as you want."

“…”

Jian Luo was speechless: "If that's the case, why do you still want to sell it?"

The elf was very serious when introducing the product. "This dried fruit contains the spiritual energy of the elf tree. It helps cleanse the mind, purify the mood, and promote the secretion of happiness. It's not only eaten by the elves, but also bought by foreigners. However, this year, due to the interstellar pirates, our export trade has been cut off, so we can only come here."

The logic of these words is very clear, and they don't sound like something a teenager would say.

Jian Luo touched his chin, and his business genius started to think. He took out a bag, took out a piece of dried fruit, pinched it, and said to Lu Shifeng, "Try it?"

Lu Shifeng was obviously not interested.

Jian Luo curled his lips and stretched out his voice: "Try it."

The Marshal was silent for a while, then he bent down condescendingly and took a bite from Jian Luo's hand. After tasting it, he gave his evaluation: "It's acceptable."

Jian Luo had an idea in mind. He said, "If you think it's okay, will other Dark Star people like it?"

He didn't have this idea originally, but the elf said that it helps to secrete the happiness factor, which should be a good snack for the Dark Star people. After all, it is a good choice.

Lu Shifeng examined it for a moment and said, "It's average in taste, but you can try it."

yeah!

Jian Luo was delighted: "Then 50 million copies shouldn't be a big problem. We can ship them back."

After all, he is still young and lacks consideration.

Lu Shifeng didn't want to discourage him, so he simply gave him a few pointers: "The shelf life and the freshness of the taste during transportation. The loss of spiritual energy in this dried fruit will reduce its effectiveness. Even if the logistics problem is solved, most Dark Star people are used to nutrient solution and have little interest in snacks. How can we ensure that it can be sold in the short term? And..."

Jian Luo looked up: "And what?"

"After-sales service." Lu Shifeng said slowly: "It's indispensable."

…

It was like a basin of cold water was poured over me from head to toe.

Jian Luo's passion that had just ignited was extinguished in an instant. He had a good idea. If he resold the goods second-hand or cooperated, he could get millions with a 50-50 split. However, Lu Shifeng thought much more long-term than he did. Indeed, if these problems were added, he would not be able to solve it.

Thinking of this, Jian Luo felt a little depressed. Just when he was about to think of a way to reject the elf, Lu Shifeng spoke again: "I taught you that ability does not necessarily require strong power within oneself. Sometimes, relying on external forces can also solve problems."

external force?

Jian Luo frowned unconsciously and said, "What external force?"

Lu Shifeng picked up a piece of dried fruit and played with it in his hands. He said slowly, "Your boss might be more interested in this aspect of business."

Jian Luo was stunned at first, then his eyes lit up: "Looking for the boss!"

Yes, yes, why didn't he think of it? Nie Yan is not only the richest man in the world, he is also at the top of the wealth list in the entire universe. His industry is not limited to Dark Star, but spread throughout the universe. Nie's company has a complete industrial chain in the universe, and the logistics are also extremely mature. If he can convince the boss, logistics and after-sales can be solved.

As for - selling goods.

He used to be a live streamer! Isn't it normal to advertise for businesses? Although I don't know how much sales he can bring, it is still a way.

Jian Luo made an appointment with the elf to come back tomorrow, and then ran back to the Marshal, looking at Lu Shifeng with sparkling eyes: "Thank you, Brother Long, you are so awesome!"

Lu Shifeng didn't accept the compliment, but instead asked, "Why do you want to help him?"

"Hmm?" Jian Luo hesitated when asked this question. In the end, he didn't mention the orphan's experience. He just smiled and said, "Because his eyes are very beautiful."

“…”

Lu Shifeng said: "Really?"

In the entire dragon clan, only the Dragon King Lu Shifeng has red eyes. When the Dragon King was just born, the dragon clan was doomed. It was rare to have a person with different eyes in thousands of years, and he was so weak. Too many people said that the dragon clan was going to die. At one time, this pair of red eyes made Lu Shifeng extremely disgusted.

And now, someone said seriously: "This color is very beautiful!"

For some reason, the Marshal felt a little complicated. This was an unprecedented experience, a little strange, but at least not terrible.

…

night.

"Wow, the new bed has arrived!"

After washing up, Jian Luo sat on the wooden bed.

He really couldn't see what was different about this bed. The only thing that caught his attention was that there was a crystal bead with quicksand inside in front of the bed, which was quite eye-catching.

Jian Luo said: "What is this for?"

Lu Shifeng put his hand on it and said to Jian Luo, "Press it."

Jian Luo was curious, but he didn't ask any more questions. He covered the crystal bead with his hand for a while. When the crystal bead didn't respond, he asked, "What's the problem?"

Lu Shifeng took it back: "It helps with sleeping, go to sleep."

Jian Luo was half-believing and half-doubting, so he lay down and fell asleep.

The night seemed particularly quiet tonight. Lu Shifeng lay beside Jian Luo and slowly closed his eyes. After both of them fell asleep, the crystal sand finally lit up, and the quicksand inside began to move, gradually falling into a dream.

This is a somewhat dilapidated village.

Lu Shifeng stood at the entrance of the village and looked around. As he was looking, he saw two farmers slowly walking towards the other side of the road. One of the women covered her mouth and pointed at the roadside: "Child, there is a child!"

The man ran over quickly and said, "It's a boy. Someone dropped him."

"He's not dead yet." The woman came over and sniffed his breath, feeling rather embarrassed. "We already have two children at home, and we can't raise this child. It's such a sin."