At night, the rain stopped, and the temperature began to shift from summer to autumn.
The sun had already set, but it wasn't dark yet. The night sky was a bluish-green, and the moon hung in the sky.
At this moment, the moat of Ming City has a touch of ancient romance and beauty, if it weren't for the square dance accompaniment of Phoenix Legend's "Lotus Pond Moonlight".
As the faint strains of the song "I am like a fish in your lotus pond" drifted through the air, Yang Qinglan entered the brother and sister's courtyard.
Li Qianxia, dressed in a sports vest and shorts, held a blood-red steel gun. With a casual thrust, the gun tip tore through the air. She was heroic and dashing, like a beautiful female knight-errant or a modern energetic girl.
Li Changzhou stood upside down, this time not with just one finger, but with his entire right hand clenched into a fist and slammed into the ground, exuding an aura that seemed to pierce through the earth.
"Qinglan!" Li Qianxia saw her, put away her gun, and greeted her.
Yang Qinglan waved to her and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"Not yet." Li Qianxia wiped the sweat from her forehead with her arm. "I'm afraid that if Zheng Qing comes during the meal, I won't feel comfortable eating. I want to wait until she leaves before I eat."
Yang Qinglan nodded and looked at Li Changzhou, who was also looking at her.
"You?" Li Changzhou braced his right fist on the ground and pointed at her slender legs with his left finger.
Underneath the dress she wore during the day, she wore black pantyhose that hugged her shapely, long legs.
Yang Qinglan looked down at her calves: "It's getting cold, keep warm, okay?"
"He acted impulsively," Li Qianxia said with a sneer.
"Nonsense." Li Changzhou scoffed. "Miss Yang, you must remember that when escaping a fire, take off your stockings immediately, as they are extremely flammable."
"I think you're about to explode," Li Qianxia said again.
"Li Qianxia, let me tell you, I've put up with you for a long time."
"I've put up with you for a long time too." Yang Qinglan looked at Li Changzhou calmly. "How long do you plan to do a handstand in front of a lady wearing a skirt?"
“I’m sorry, but I have many good qualities, and being serious is one of them.” Li Changzhou put his feet on the ground and stood up.
The three sat under the apricot tree and chatted for a while about the base. They agreed to buy supplies on Monday and visit Boss Lou's health center on Wednesday—a day when they had no classes in the afternoon.
“I suddenly thought of something,” Li Qianxia said with a mischievous smile, “If the apocalypse happens and there are only the three of us in the base, wouldn’t you two be like Adam and Eve, having to reproduce?”
Li Changzhou followed with an expectant "Oh!" and the brother and sister joined forces to tease Miss Yang.
Ms. Yang was not shy; her tone was frank and calm: "If there really are only the three of us left in the whole world, then there's nothing we can do."
"Brother, show her your charm with just one sentence."
“Ahem,” Li Changzhou solemnly declared, “Starting today, I will destroy the world.”
"Six points, still a bit lacking," Yang Qinglan commented.
They chatted for a while and even chose the entrance to the base—Li Changzhou's room—so that he could easily dig a hole at night.
Li Qianxia then teased him for a while about how he could sneak into Yang Qinglan's courtyard through the tunnel in the middle of the night.
It was almost 8 o'clock when Zheng Qing appeared before us, looking exhausted.
"Thank you for your hard work," Li Changzhou said.
Zheng Qing waved her hand, too exhausted to exchange pleasantries, and sighed as she plopped down on the stool.
"Here's the money." She took out a Mingcheng Bank card. "Don't lose it. All future mission rewards will be deposited into this card. The password is six zeros."
Li Qianxia accepted the card, her eyes shining with excitement: "100,000! 100,000! I want to buy a bag worth 10,000!"
"It's for buying materials," Yang Qinglan reminded her.
Li Changzhou wasn't concerned about money; he asked Zheng Qing, "What about the intelligence?"
"Give me a glass of water first. I finished my tasks this morning and spent the whole day writing reports without drinking a drop of water."
Li Changzhou poured her a glass of snow mountain mineral water.
Zheng Qing paused for a moment when she took the first sip, then finished it all in one go.
"What kind of water is this?" She wiped her mouth, her eyes fixed on the empty glass.
"Just regular mineral water, what about the intelligence?" Li Changzhou asked as he refilled her glass.
The other person wasn't some pretty female college student sitting on a stool with her hair three centimeters off the seat; he had no interest in small talk.
"I have good news for you," Zheng Qing said, taking another sip of her drink. "You've been recognized as outstanding talents, and all sorts of intelligence will be made public to you."
"If there's any responsibility involved, then forget it," Li Changzhou stated.
"If you don't do evil and have the capacity to help the country, it shouldn't be difficult, right?"
"It's not difficult at all. By the way, the reward... won't be small, will it?" Li Qianxia asked.
Zheng Qing discovered that they were indeed siblings, cut from the same mold.
“You won’t be shortchanged,” she said. “Next, let’s talk about intelligence. First, skills that increase attributes aren’t valuable; those with special effects are the most important.”
"Because the attribute cap is 10 points?" Yang Qinglan guessed.
The bright yellow light shone on her, like a wall of roses under an elegant streetlamp in the evening breeze.
"Yes. Also, if any one of strength, agility, physique, or perception reaches 10 points, you can break through the limit. After breaking through the limit, these four attributes disappear and new attributes appear. Your body will undergo a fundamental change, which can even be said to be a change at the level of life, and your lifespan can be increased."
"A new attribute?" Li Changzhou asked.
Zheng Qing asked him curiously, "You didn't cross the line? The destructive power you showed today was more than 10 points."
"Special skill".
Zheng Qing nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and continued speaking.
"Strength, agility, physique, and perception have disappeared, and two new attributes have appeared—origin and ability."
Your birth determines your physical gifts;
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