Chapter 125 Arrival
Yesterday afternoon, Jiang Changyi learned the skill of mental phantom.
From the appearance, one's body has double images, and finally another clone is separated, which looks exactly like oneself.
But looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him, Jiang Changyi always felt something was strange.
Jiang Changyi has a good appearance and a good figure. Her hair is fluffy and scattered, slightly covering her eyebrows, revealing a clean and bright look.
The flesh on his face is just right, not too thin to look unrecognizable, nor too bony, not too soft nor too sharp, making people feel very comfortable.
But this feeling of seeing myself more realistically than looking in the mirror is really weird, a weirdness that is hard to describe, and also a bit embarrassing.
What was even more surprising was that Jiang Changyi could feel that the "Jiang Changyi" opposite him was thinking the same thing.
Jiang Changyi suddenly had an idea and reached out to pinch the phantom's face.
“Hmm…”
So weird!
Jiang Changyi quickly stopped what he was doing and withdrew the mental phantom. With a combination of releasing and retracting, he had completely mastered this skill.
After leaving his clone at the Xijiang University base, Jiang Changyi rode Leo to the largest furniture store in Xijiang City.
On the one hand, it was to add some furniture to the White Jade Palace. After all, there were at least a dozen people living in the contract space now, and they couldn't just sleep on mattresses all the time.
Since we have the conditions to enjoy life in the end times, why not do it?
On the other hand, you also need to collect some building materials and build some living buildings in the contract space.
For example, a clean terrace for people to rest needs to be built next to the fish pond; the pasture also needs to be repaired, at least to look presentable.
Besides, Hobik and the others also wanted to build their own small house. Besides, if they wanted to build something else in the contract space in the future, it would be more convenient if they had the materials.
Furniture stores are usually built in the suburbs and cover a large area, so the principle of fewer people means fewer monsters still applies.
In addition, it had been so long since the apocalypse, and the survivors would only go to places with supplies like food and water. The furniture couldn't be moved, and couldn't be used. As a result, the furniture store looked surprisingly clean, with not much blood stains.
This is undoubtedly a good thing.
Jiang Changyi let everyone out, and the group walked towards the furniture store in a large group.
Looking at the dazzling array of furniture, Duan Weiyi's eyes were too busy to take it all in.
Pure wooden traditional furniture, with its natural material, clear texture and warm color, gives people a sense of simplicity and elegance. They are placed in the most conspicuous position and become the focus of the entire space.
In stark contrast to traditional furniture are modern minimalist tables and desks. These tables and desks have a simple design with smooth lines and are free of excessive decoration, yet they display a refined and elegant aesthetic.
Jiang Changyi likes the fishing lamp that is easy to hit the head with. Although it may have some shortcomings in practicality, when the light is on, the soft light and shadow can easily create a warm and peaceful atmosphere, making him feel particularly comfortable and relaxed.
Duan Weiyi sighed, "I never thought that before the end of the world, I couldn't even afford a house, but now I can actually buy furniture for free."
Hearing such a realistic sentiment, Jiang Changyi smiled and patted his shoulder: "Don't think too much, buddy, life is to live for happiness."
"You didn't have the chance before, so now you should enjoy your life. I won't let anything else hinder our peaceful life."
Jiang Changyi doesn't care whether it's base affairs or power struggles. He won't be morally kidnapped, nor will he sacrifice himself for others.
Everyone is living in too much pain, this time, he just wants to be a little freer and happier.
Duan Weiyi looked into Jiang Changyi's eyes, his eyes filled with nostalgia for the past: "Ham, you really are the same as before, you haven't changed at all."
Jiang Changyi was originally examining a bedside lamp. The ethnic-style gauze looked very textured and unique. Upon hearing his words, she couldn't help but stop and ask curiously, "Why do you say that? It's been so many years, there should be some changes."
Duan Weiyi: "It should be said that no matter how your appearance changes, your core remains the same: upward and good."
Jiang Changyi still felt that he was not a great philanthropist, but Duan Weiyi shook his head: "To be kind doesn't mean selfless devotion. It can also mean yearning for beauty, for the truth, goodness and beauty of human nature."
"Besides, I think you've done well enough."
"If it were someone else, they would have already started enjoying the spiritual pleasure brought by power in the base."
Jiang Changyi didn't expect that Duan Weiyi had so much in mind, but then again, everyone is a living person with thoughts and opinions, and naturally has his or her own views.
Everyone has his or her own personality. Under the influence of unique personalities, everyone may have slightly different views on the same thing, but as long as everyone lives in peace and respects each other, there will be no problem.
"You're right. I'm really not interested in those things." Jiang Changyi stretched out a vine from his sleeve. "Let's not talk about that anymore. If you see someone you want to collect into the space, call me through the mental link. This vine will help you collect it into the space."
"good."
This vine is of course the small yellow grass. Jiang Changyi can now use his mental power to press it to gain the ability to control it, and use its vines to stuff things into the space.
Since discovering this wonderful use, Jiang Changyi realized that this little yellow grass is very useful, both in terms of length and flexibility.
So now he wraps the little yellow grass around his waist every day, and just takes it out when he needs it.
After settling everyone at the furniture store, Jiang Changyi began to distract himself and control the spiritual phantom left in the base.
…
At around eleven o'clock, an extremely luxurious convoy arrived at the gate of Xijiang University base.
Things like Aiyowei, Aisiyouwei, and Ferghana BMW, the bodies of these cars are large and wide, and they look exquisite and imposing. They are probably big fuel consumers. I wonder how much fuel these people spent to support so many cars.
There had been rumors circulating in the base for a long time that people from the military base would come to recruit them today, so almost everyone, whether free or not, came to watch.
Since we had informed them in advance, the base was ready to open the door to welcome us.
Liu Weiyi and a group of beautifully dressed young ladies stood in two rows. These neat and tidy young ladies are rare in the apocalypse. From this perspective, it can be said that they gave enough face to the East German base.
"Bang--"
A boy wearing a cartoon-printed short-sleeved shirt took a step forward and jumped out of the car in an extremely cool manner.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
