Qingji was still in his sad mood, and Fern didn't know how to comfort Qingji, "How did people on the blue planet die? Was it painful when they died?" There seemed to be tears in Qingji's sad eyes, but his yellow hat covered them, so Fern couldn't see clearly.

Fern replied, "It's not painful. There is a problem with the resources on the blue planet." Qingji waved his hand and sighed, "Oh, never mind, you can go now." Qingji was about to let Fern go back. Fern looked at Qingji and said, "Thank you. I'll go back and rest first and come back tomorrow. I need to pass your room to go to the sixth floor."

Qingji did not respond and was shrouded in sadness. Fern walked out of the fifth floor and walked towards Barbara and the purple-gold-eyed monster with combat robot No. 223. The purple-gold-eyed monster's breath was already a little weak, and the cold air had already corroded most of its body.

Fern quickly gave the spiritual fire in his arms to the purple-gold pupil monster. Under the effect of the spiritual fire, the purple-gold pupil monster gradually recovered. Barbara looked at Fern worriedly and said, "Fern, are you okay?" Fern comforted Barbara and said, "I'm fine. Qingji is also a pitiful person. Let's go back to the camp first."

After Fern finished speaking, he looked at the dark door on the fifth floor. Barbara felt relieved to hear that Fern was really okay. Fern picked up the purple-gold eyed monster and took Barbara and combat robot No. 223 slowly down the stairs to the small building and returned to the camp. Fern put the purple-gold eyed monster in his tent and placed the container of spiritual fire next to the purple-gold eyed monster.

Barbara turned around and walked out of the tent. She sat by the tent and waited for Fern to come out. She asked, "Fern, where is the blue planet Z?" Fern didn't know how to explain it, so she said, "You will know this later. Barbara, I will tell you later."

Barbara looked at Fern and said, "Okay, then I won't ask you anymore, but don't do anything as dangerous as today in the future. If I hadn't finished reading and was a little hungry, and hadn't found you in the tent, you might be dead now!"

Fern said to Barbara sincerely, "I know, thank you so much today." The worry in Barbara's eyes lingered, and she said, "Just don't be so impulsive next time." Barbara's stomach growled, and she blushed instantly with embarrassment.

Fern looked at Barbara with a smile, turned back to the tent, got some fruits and handed them to Barbara, saying: "Eat some fruits first, I'll go to the place where we went yesterday and catch two more fish for you." Barbara blushed, lowered her head and nodded slightly. Fern turned around and walked towards the place where the purple-gold eyed demon had led him to yesterday.

Barbara looked at Fern's back and her already blushing face turned even redder.

In a room on the fifth floor of the small building.

Qingji still maintained the same look as when Fern and his party left. A sad atmosphere enveloped the entire fifth floor. Qingji recalled the time when he first arrived at a human settlement. At that time, people still lived in the era where men farmed and women weaved. The place where Qingji first arrived was called Luoyang.

Because Qingji had been practicing by the water for many years, he was not familiar with human habits. He only occasionally heard the passing little demons talk about how prosperous the human world was. After hearing it so many times, he naturally yearned for it. So Qingji practiced according to the appearance of the people described by the little demons. When Qingji looked at his reflection in the water and felt that he had practiced enough, he planned to go to the human world to try his luck.

In order to see what the prosperous world looks like, when he first arrived in Luoyang, Qingji carefully observed people's appearance and habits, so he went to a clothing store to steal some clothes. The clothes in the clothing store were too big for Qingji, so Qingji used magic to make the clothes a little smaller, but they still didn't fit him well.

Qingji didn't care about so much, thinking that he was just like a normal person after putting on clothes. Qingji began to slowly walk into the crowd, walking in every place in Luoyang. Qingji wanted to take a good look at the prosperous world. At first, it was nothing, people just treated Qingji as a child, because Qingji's height was very short. Gradually, people realized that Qingji was not a child, he was just too short.

Some street hooligans began to bully Qingji, and Qingji always hid. Gradually, children also began to bully Qingji, but Qingji still hid. Many people would occasionally feel sorry for Qingji and kindly give him some food. Every day, Qingji would hide in the ruined temple outside the city with the food given to him and eat happily.

One day, many refugees poured into Luoyang. The soldiers at the city gate began to drive them away. A small number of refugees also moved into the dilapidated temple where Qingji was. When Qingji returned to the dilapidated temple at night with food sent by kind people, he found that there were many more people inside.

When the refugees saw the food in Qingji's hands, a few of them who were very hungry rushed to Qingji and started to snatch it. Qingji was caught off guard and was snatched away by them. Qingji looked at the refugees with vicious eyes and turned away. At this time, the sky was slowly getting darker. When it was completely dark, it began to drizzle. Qingji was originally a monster who had cultivated himself by the water, so he was naturally not afraid of this little rain.

Qingji walked aimlessly and unknowingly came to a small mountain village. The village looked particularly poor and the thatched houses became dilapidated after a night of rain. Qingji thought it was an uninhabited place and walked into the thatched houses on his own. Tired and hungry Qingji did not observe the surrounding environment when he arrived at the thatched house and fell asleep leaning against the wall.

A mother and daughter were lying on the bed in the thatched house, looking at Qingji in surprise. The little girl turned around and asked the woman next to her, "Mom, what happened to that child?" The little girl's mother replied, "I don't know either. It looks like the child must have come from another place. He is soaked."

"Then Mom, should we wake him up?" the little girl asked her mother. The little girl's mother shook her head and said, "Don't wake him up. He looks very tired. Mom will go downstairs and carry him to bed." With that, the little girl's mother got out of bed and carried Qingji to the bed.

The little girl looked at Qingji curiously and said, "He is so ugly." The little girl's mother picked her up and said to her, "Shuang'er, mother told you not to judge people by appearance. Maybe this person is very kind." The little girl named Shuang'er nodded and said to her mother obediently, "I know, mother. Shuang'er will never do this again." Shuang'er's mother put Shuang'er on the ground, touched Shuang'er's head and said, "Shuang'er, be good. Mother will go to cook. You stay here and watch over the child. Call mother when the child wakes up."