Doomsday: I, a top killer, became a lolita.

Ning Yu originally planned to go straight to the grocery shopping area downstairs.

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

I'm going to go in and see if there is any chance of luck, and I will encounter a task again.

The trading area in the afternoon was crowded with people, and various things were being traded.

Some people were sitting on the ground and yelling, some were arguing with some stall owners, as if they wanted to bargain.

There are also stalls where no one patronizes, and the stall owner is holding a sign and is in a daze of boredom.

Ning Yu scanned the past all the way, but did not find the girl who bought depression medicine last time.

She clearly remembered that the girl said that she would come every day, but it was true that it was not time to finish taking the medicine, and there might be other things.

Ning Yu didn't think too much about it, and immediately started to walk around.

Still the same as last time, all kinds of weird things are being sold or bought.

Dumbbells, electric fans, tables, rackets, everything.

It's a pity that none of them seem to be urgently needed items, and they didn't trigger the task as expected.

Ning Yu was a little disappointed, and was about to leave to go shopping honestly.

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

It was a young man dressed in a strange way, about 25 or 6 years old, neither old nor young.

There are lip studs on his lips, and two skull earrings on his ears. His hair is a bit exaggerated, and it seems to have been dyed before, but it has faded a lot now.

He was wearing a black T-shirt with a strange image on his upper body, and ripped jeans on his lower body.

His appearance was originally considered gentle, but unfortunately with this attire, he had a feeling of "don't get close to strangers".

A child next to him leaned over to look at it, but his parents hurriedly pulled him away, and he was told, 'Don't get close to strange people'.

He sat on the ground and erected a sign:
"Sell home items."

But there is nothing on his stall. It seems that the things at home are too big to take out.

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

Ning Yu was speechless for a while: Brother, you have such a scary outfit, and you still expect others to go to your house to see what you sell.

But she still walked up with the luck of giving it a try.

"Excuse me. What are you selling?"

【Ding!Quest triggered: Trade an item with a man. 】

[Task Reward: Random Attribute Point*1, Points*2000]

"Well, some items I keep, and some musical instruments."

The young man looked up and spoke.

His voice was unexpectedly gentle, which made people feel like a spring breeze, but it formed a strong 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 very interested: Here comes the points!
"Uh, little sister, do you have any family? Do you want to come with your family?"

The young man showed a hesitant expression, and he also realized the problem of setting up a stall like this: no one would dare to follow him to his house!
But the beautiful silver-haired girl in front of him dared to ask him to visit his house.

Although I am indeed not a bad person, what if her family finds out and come to accuse her or drag her away?
"It's okay, no need!"

Ning Yu smiled lightly, looking innocent and deceitful. A passerby saw this scene and couldn't help but want to come up to persuade Ning Yu to be careful.

I was afraid that she would be fooled by something and go away with such a terrible person.

"Let's go then?"

The young man didn't hesitate any longer, since others were not afraid, so he had nothing to be afraid of.

So he left the free trade zone with Ning Yu.

Ning Yu followed behind him and observed him carefully. His body was thin and he seemed to be malnourished.

"Why are you selling your stuff?"

She asked casually.

"Hey, if I don't have enough food, I'm going to sell some of the things at home and find a job at the base."

So it turned out that Ning Yu probably understood what he meant.

Not long after, the two arrived in front of his apartment.

The young man took out the key and opened the door, but he didn't intend to close it at all. It should be to avoid suspicion, and also to prevent Ning Yu from being afraid.

But Ning Yu naturally couldn't be afraid of him, and he wouldn't be afraid of another 1000.

His apartment was unexpectedly clean and tidy, and things were arranged in an orderly manner, which was completely different from Ning Yu's.

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

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

"Please come in."

He made a gesture of invitation, walked in first by himself, and began to move out the things in the room.

Soon electric guitars, basses, several MIDI keyboards, mixing consoles, electric pianos, and more were brought out.

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

"You...are in a band?"

Ning Yu asked curiously.

The man scratched his head in embarrassment:
"Yeah. It's just that it's the end of the world, and none of this stuff makes sense anymore, and my friends are all working at the base."

"These things lose their value."

"Instead of leaving it here to mold, why don't we sell it to those in need? Some are also consigned by friends."

He glanced at Ning Yu again, and always felt that at Ning Yu's age, he might still be at the age of learning simplified notation from the music class in school.

Suddenly, he became a little disappointed again, and didn't think that Ning Yu would need to buy these things.

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

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

He sits on a cajon, which is a thing that looks like a stool, but you actually sit on it and tap it to play a simple drum sound.

Tapping out a simple rhythm, he nodded gently following the rhythm, as if he had already begun to make up the melody.

He felt that among the bunch of things here, maybe only this simple thing could attract Ning Yu.

However, Ning Yu didn't think so.

She stepped forward and turned on the switch of the electric piano, listening to the rhythm of the young man.

Put your left hand on the bass area on the left side of the electric piano, and start pressing a series of basses.

"Ok?"

The young man suddenly turned his head and looked at Ning Yu with surprised eyes: This little girl seems to be playing Walking Base, which is a simple 251.

She was not in a hurry to start improvising, she seemed to match the rhythm and was still in the leading stage.

"Little sister, have you studied?"

"Wow, not bad!"

He listened to Ning Yu's left hand playing, as if he had some interest, he turned around and moved to the next drum set, and began to beat a brisk rhythm.

Ning Yu glanced at him, the rhythm pattern of his left hand changed accordingly, and the melody of his right hand followed suit.

In the apartment in the corner of the end of the world, a Bossa Nova impromptu song by Ning Yu and a stranger was suddenly played.

The light, lazy, and melodious feeling seems to bring everything back to before the end of the world.