But when she passed the free trade zone, she suddenly had an idea.

Prepare to go in and see if I can get lucky and encounter another mission.

The trading area was crowded in the afternoon, with all kinds of things being traded.

Some people were sitting on the ground shouting, some were arguing with some stall owners, seemingly trying to bargain.

Some stalls had no customers and the stall owners were holding a sign, staring blankly with boredom.

Ning Yu glanced all the way but did not see the figure of the girl who bought depression medicine last time.

She clearly remembered that the girl said she would come every day, but it was indeed not time for her to take the medicine yet, so maybe she had other things to do.

Ning Yu didn't think too much about it and started shopping immediately.

Just like last time, all kinds of strange and weird things were being sold or bought.

Dumbbells, electric fans, tables, rackets, in short, everything is available.

Unfortunately, none of the items seemed to be urgently needed, and as expected, the quest was not triggered.

Ning Yu was a little disappointed and prepared to leave and go buy groceries obediently.

Suddenly she was attracted by a sign at the end of the crowd.

He was a young man dressed a little strangely, about 25 or 26 years old. He couldn't be said to be old, but he couldn't be said to be a teenager either.

He had a lip piercing and two skull earrings on his ears. His hair was a little exaggerated and seemed to have been dyed originally, but now it has faded a lot.

He was wearing a black T-shirt with a strange picture on it and ripped jeans.

He originally looked quite gentle, but with the outfit he was wearing, he looked like someone who should stay away from strangers.

There were children nearby who leaned over to look, but were quickly pulled away by their parents and told not to get close to strange people.

He sat on the ground with a sign: "Household items for sale."

But there was nothing on his stall. It seemed that the things at home were too big and inconvenient to take out.

But this also means that you have to go to his house to see the items he has sold.

Ning Yu was speechless for a while: Brother, you are dressed so scary and you still expect others to come to your house to see the things you sell.

But she still went up with the intention of giving it a try.

"Excuse me, what are you selling?"

[Ding! Task has been triggered: Trade an item with the man.]

[Task Reward: Random attribute point*1, Points*2000]

"Well, some of my own belongings, and some musical instruments."

The young man looked up and spoke.

His voice was unexpectedly gentle, making people feel like they were in a spring breeze, but this formed a sharp contrast with his appearance.

Hearing the musical instrument, Ning Yu even suspected that this guy was some kind of underground singer? "Can you take me to see it?"

Ning Yu pretended to be interested: Points are coming! "Uh, little sister, do you have any family? Do you want to come with your family?"

The young man showed a hesitant expression. He also realized the problem with his stall: no one dared to follow him to his house! But this beautiful silver-haired girl in front of him actually dared to ask him to go to his house to take a look.

Although I'm not a bad person, what if her family finds out and comes to accuse me or take me away? "It's okay, no need!"

Ning Yu smiled faintly, looking innocent and gullible. A passerby saw this scene and couldn't help but come up to advise Ning Yu to be careful.

I was afraid that she had been fooled and followed such a terrible person.

"Shall we go?"

The young man no longer hesitated. Since others were not afraid, why should he be afraid?

So he left the free trade zone with Ning Yu.

Ning Yu followed behind him and observed him carefully. He was thin and seemed to be malnourished.

"Why do you want to sell your belongings?"

She asked casually.

"Well, we're going to have to go hungry. I'm going to sell some of my things at home and find a job at the base."

So that's how it is. Ning Yu probably understood what he meant.

Soon, the two men arrived in front of his apartment.

The young man took out the key and opened the door, but had no intention of closing it. He must be trying to avoid suspicion and prevent Ning Yu from getting scared.

But Ning Yu naturally wouldn't be afraid of him, even if there were 1,000 more of them.

His apartment was unexpectedly tidy, with things arranged in a very orderly manner, which was completely different from what Ning Yu saw.

As a patient with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, Ning Yu said it was very pleasing to the eye.

There was a faint and refreshing fragrance in the whole room. It was hard to tell from his appearance that he was such a clean and tidy person.

"Come in."

He gestured for invitation, walked in first, and started moving things out of the room.

Soon electric guitars, basses, several MIDI keyboards, mixing consoles, electric pianos and other things were taken out.

He also took out a lot of related parts, all related to music.

"Are you in a band?"

Ning Yu asked curiously.

The man scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Yeah. It's just that it's the end of the world now. These things are meaningless. My friends have all gone to work at the base."

“These things will lose their value.”

"Instead of leaving them here to rot, why not sell them to people in need? Some of them are consigned by friends."

He glanced at Ning Yu again, and felt that at her age, she might still be learning simplified musical notation in music class at school.

Suddenly I felt a little disappointed. I didn't think Ning Yu would need to buy these things.

But after squatting there for so long, someone finally came up to ask him, and he almost gave up.

"Little sister, what do you think of this? Are you interested?"

He sat on a cajon, which is a thing that looks like a stool, but you actually sit on it and play simple drum sounds by tapping it.

Tapping out a simple rhythm, he nodded softly to the beat, as if he had already started making up the melody in his mind.

He felt that among all the things here, perhaps only this simple thing could attract Ning Yu.

However, Ning Yu didn't think so.

She walked over, turned on the electric piano, and listened to the young man's rhythm.

He placed his left hand on the bass area on the left side of the electric piano and began to play a series of bass notes.

"Um?"

The young man suddenly turned around and looked at Ning Yu with surprise: This little girl seemed to be playing Walking Base, a simple 251 progression.

She was not in a hurry to start improvising, and seemed to be in the guiding stage, following the rhythm.

"Little sister, have you learned it?"

"Oh, that's good!"

He listened to Ning Yu's left-hand performance, and seemed to be inspired. He turned around and moved to the drum set next to him and started beating a brisk rhythm.

Ning Yu glanced at him, and the rhythm of her left hand changed, and the melody of her right hand also followed.

In the apartment at the end of the world, a Bossa Nova improvisation suddenly started playing, performed by Ning Yu and a stranger.