'...You don't want to know, so don't ask yet.'

Lin Zhao sighed and put his feet back on Lin Shuang's belly. The insteps of his feet were straightened and then relaxed.

The crystal toes are as cute as five separate cute things.

'Why don't you want to know? I want to know!'

There are many things you can see on the soles of your feet, including foot prints, skin, nails, heartbeat, blood pressure, and sweating. People who do pedicures outside will say that you can see your liver, kidneys, and heart here...

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And the weight may also be...forget it, that's too abnormal.

Lin Zhao still didn't respond.

Lin Shuang squinted his eyes and looked at the other side. She had her eyes closed and her brows were slightly furrowed. She seemed to be really undecided about something.

'I think if you have any requests, you can just ask...'

'You're not strong enough'

'Not strong enough, that's true. I feel like I'm simply weak.'

'But you made every move well.'

'for example?'

'It's very important to take care of your image first.'

'Looking good...is very important, and it is also very important in your eyes? vulgar'

'Of course it is very important. People will always be reluctant to destroy beautiful things. If you look like the second senior brother now, look at the reaction from the outside world...'

Sure enough, this is a world where faces are judged.

Super humans also have to consider image issues. Handsome and beautiful are of course better than ugly. Thanos is hated by everyone because he is too ugly.

In the end, the whole world will cry out to fight and kill.

But when Lin Shuang grows up like this, even if he commits heinous crimes, many people will forgive him.

Although people are inherently different from each other, transcending everyone in an evolutionary sense is another matter.

The world today is undergoing major changes in a century.

Lin Shuang suspected that Lin Zhao wanted to 'conquer' him, but it was not convenient to say so directly, so she used various methods to make him like being with them.

The person who broke into the empty door today, who knows where, probably would have defended himself as a fan of Lin Shuang even if he was caught.

But after arriving here, I haven't been harassed yet, probably because of the tight security.

When I received the news from Tang Gulifei that day, I never expected that I would live here and get to know people of my own kind.

Before that, although I was driven by tasks every day and seemed fulfilled, in fact I was still a little lonely inside.

What is most important in troubled times?

Many people believe in saving gold, food, and survival tools, but they are wrong!

In fact, it’s with the right organization!!!

Follow the right organization!!!

Follow the right organization!!!

Gold, food, and survival tools are all used by living people. If there is no life left, what is the use of these?

And what is the most powerful force in this world is the power of people, the power of a group of people, the power of a group of united people!

Swords, guns, crossbows and arrows are all tools, and in the end, people still need to use them.

All problems, regardless of society, economy, or resources, are driven by people...

There is nothing in this world that cannot be accomplished by a large group of united people. If it cannot be done, then there will be another large group!

Many people think that gold should be saved in troubled times. Let me ask you, when a knife is placed on your neck, should you pay to save your life, or borrow money to eliminate disasters?

Lin Zhaona was facing the chessboard and making moves. Was he planning something, or was he simply feeling lonely?

'Okay, you don't have to think too much, it's not as bad as you think, we still have time to do things.'

Lin Zhao finally sent me something that really meant a lot.

'Did you do it first?'

no answer.

Lin pressed his fingers gently on his toes, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly wrote:

'Has Tang Yuan ever said anything about Cheng Miao?'

'Tell me about your confession to her?'

Sure enough, I would still say it.

'That's all, then you should know that day she took a piece of paper and put it on my chin, almost scratching my skin.'

Lin Zhao smiled softly: 'I know, she kissed you. But your skin is so thick, to say it is scratched is an exaggeration.'

'What about now... Are you sure she won't get angry and seriously damage some relationships? Or when I see her again, can I pick up her feet and write?'

'Of course not, I don't want her to get hurt. Do you know the biggest hurt she has ever suffered in her life is...what?'

'Isn't it the one I hit?'

"From that ball onwards, she will tell you a lot of things that happened later."

'You haven't answered me yet. Can I communicate with her like this when I see her tomorrow? This method must not be common.'

'Need not.'

'No? Why? Did the strange thing I thought of really happen?'

'No need means something else.'

'Well, maybe you have your own arrangements. Is it a test to see if she can figure it out?'

‘I won’t answer this question for you, you can go and find your own way!!!’

‘When you say this, I understand. It’s strange...’

'Not surprisingly...'

'It's still a little strange. Are you short of money?'

'Are you angry when someone else arranges things for you?'

'No, I'm just asking whether this should be done. What are you going to arrange for me? Or, what do you need me to do? Is it money?'

'Let's go, you can rest...'

Lin Zhao lifted his feet, slowly took them back, and backed out of the wheelchair from the door.

Lin Shuang walked over, closed the door gently, raised his legs and looked at the soles of his feet, which seemed to still retain the delicate touch.

During the mission, there was no way to get answers from the system about anything about Lin Zhao and Tang Yuan.
Chapter completed!