Qu Jian'er lay on the chair listening to the person seeking refuge, and she looked the host up and down.
The young man was wearing a crisp white shirt and black suit trousers.
But that's not the point.
The key point is that after the host sought refuge with her, the deathly look on Qu Jian'er's forehead dissipated, and she showed signs of a rosy complexion, good fortune, and a lucky star in love.
This is something that ordinary people can't have.
Qu Jian'er asked curiously, "What's your name?"
Her intuition told her that the person in front of her was no ordinary person; in fact, she could say he was extraordinary.
The host quickly said, "Long Shuilin."
He was an orphan from a young age.
Having managed to travel from the Federation to the Empire alone, and then climb from the bottom of the Empire to this position, he was undoubtedly the best at reading people's expressions, and naturally noticed the change in Qu Jian'er's expression.
However, he didn't know why Qu Jian'er, someone who wasn't easily influenced, would change her expression.
Qu Jian'er tested these three characters.
To her surprise, she discovered that the person in front of her had an inseparable relationship with the Qu family of the Federation.
Qu Jian'er raised an eyebrow: "Who gave you this name?"
Long Shuilin—just hearing his name makes him seem extraordinary.
It looks exactly like the name of a protagonist in a novel.
Long Shuilin scratched his head: "I named it myself. I was lacking water in my destiny, so I chose a name with the water element in it."
Qu Jian'er looked at Long Shuilin in surprise.
Long Shuilin was right; his destiny did indeed lack water. But she also observed that Long Shuilin had neither the opportunity to learn magic nor the ability to divine.
So, here's the question.
How did Long Shuilin calculate it?
He even gave himself a rare surname.
Long Shuilin thought for a moment.
He took out a small, pale blue scale strung together with a red string from his neck. The scale was only the size of a thumb.
Qu Jian'er took the scale; it was icy cold to the touch, completely lacking the warmth of her body.
This wasn't what shocked her the most. What shocked her the most was that the scale didn't look like the scales of ordinary sea creatures, but rather the scales of a legendary creature—a dragon scale.
Qu Jian'er was stunned.
The dragon race has long been extinct.
The only dragon egg was still in her hands.
Why are there dragon scales on the outside?
As far as she knew, dragon scales could indeed exist for so long, but with the destruction of the gods and the extinction of the dragon race, dragon scales should have disappeared as well.
Why does Long Shuilin have this dragon scale?
Qu Jian'er looked surprised.
Long Shuilin scratched his head and laughed heartily: "I'm an orphan, but when I became conscious, I was already three years old, and I was holding it tightly in my palm. It felt like a dragon to me. Teacher Qu, do you know what a dragon is? It's a very mysterious and powerful race. Haha, I admit I was a bit of a chuunibyou back then, so I gave myself that name."
He seems to have experienced a lot of hardships.
Yet it also carries a cheerful attitude towards both big and small matters.
Qu Jian'er rested her chin on her hand and looked at Long Shuilin's smile.
This was the first time she had ever been so curious about someone, so curious that she wanted to dissect them and uncover their secrets.
Long Shuilin shrank back under Qu Jian'er's gaze: "Teacher Qu, is it because I personally can't suppress this kind of fame, so it's backfiring lately and I'm feeling colder and colder?"
For some reason, he felt that he was a rare find in front of Qu Jian'er.
If possible.
Qu Jian'er would even dissect him with a knife.
How could that be?
Qu Jian'er is a universally recognized good person.
He's really overthinking things.
Upon hearing this...
Qu Jian'er frowned: "Cold?"
Long Shuilin nodded and said, "Yes, I've felt cold ever since I went to the Federation more than a month ago and came back."
A month ago.
What happened in the Federation?
Qu Jian'er thought about it carefully.
They discovered that it actually happened, and that time period seemed to be when she was brought to the Federation by Apocalypse.
It seems that she messed up the Federation at that time.
And then, innocent bystanders suffer the consequences?
That can't be right. Long Shuilin is just an ordinary person. How could he possibly be related to the fate of the Federation...?
Qu Jian'er felt increasingly uncertain as she thought about it.
Even the Qu family, who possess the dead dragon egg, cannot represent the Federation. How could Long Shuilin alone do so?
etc.
Qu Jian'er remembered something.
Long Shuilin has a connection with the Qu family.
So, where does this origin come from?
Qu Jian'er stroked the dragon scale, frowned, and took out the dead dragon egg from the spatial button.
In just a moment.
The dragon scales transformed into a beam of light and entered the dead dragon egg.
Like withered plants in the desert absorbing rainwater, the dragon egg gained signs of life.
Qu Jian'er's expression went beyond mere astonishment; she quickly connected it to fate. Was this world discovering the imbalance of power and initiating this change on its own?
Long Shuilin stared blankly at the dragon egg in Qu Jian'er's hand, sensing a sense of belonging and responsibility within it.
Without the protection of the dragon scales, Long Shuilin should have felt even colder, but the appearance of the dragon egg made him feel warm all over.
It was as if a scythe gently plucked the strings of fate, stripping away the icy chill from his body.
It was as if a child who had been wandering outside for a long time had finally found a home, and he was no longer alone.
Just as Long Shuilin was hesitating whether to ask Qu Jian'er for the dragon egg to take a look, Qu Jian'er gave it to him on her own initiative.
Qu Jian'er recalled what Long Shuilin had just said: "You have no memories before you were three years old?"
Long Shuilin nodded subconsciously.
They carefully held the dragon egg in their hands.
Just then.
The dragon egg cracked open.
Long Shuilin stammered, "It it it..."
Qu Jian'er had no doubts: "It likes you, that's why it cracked."
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