The end of the world is coming: Socially anxious zombies just want to travel around the world

Because it was still dark, the servants and maids in the Castle of Saint-Michel were still busy, which made it convenient for Yan Si to ask them if they had seen the meteorite core.

But after Yan Si asked around, he found nothing.

They all said that they had never seen anyone suspicious enter Yan Si's room.

Yan Si leaned his head dejectedly on the corridor, and began to mutter in an extremely depressed mood: "How could the meteorite core disappear? How could it disappear? Who stole it? It can't have just run away on its own. How can I go home without the meteorite core? I have been out of touch with Sister Liu Qing for two months. If I don't go back, they will think I am dead, right? I don't know how they have been doing in the past two months. No, no, I have to go home, I have to go home, I want to go home, I want to go home..."

Yan Si's resentful mumblings almost became reality, and he was so engrossed in the conversation that he didn't even notice Negar's arrival.

Negar listened to Yan Si's mumbling and couldn't help but clench the meteorite core in his hand. He called Yan Si's name softly: Yan.

But Yan Si was completely immersed in his own world and did not respond to Negar's call.

"Yan!"

Negar pulled Yan Si's shoulders and forced her to look at him.

Looking at Negar's red eyes filled with complex and tangled thoughts, Yan Si finally came back to his senses from his confused thoughts.

Like grabbing a life-saving straw, Yan Si grabbed Negar's arm and said anxiously: "Ah? Yes, it's Negar, yes, yes, I lost something, it's a stone, the one I showed you before, it's gone, it's very important to me, did you notice it?"

Negar's eyes were filled with tenderness again. He spread out his right hand and said softly, "You are looking for it, right?"

Yan Si took a closer look and found that it was indeed the meteorite core he had been thinking about.

Yan Si was overjoyed. She quickly reached out to take it and said, "That's it."

At the moment when Yan Si was about to take it back, Negar raised his hand, leaving Yan Si with nothing.

"Hey?"

Yan Si paused as he stretched out his hand, looking at Negar with a confused look on his face.

Negar pursed his lips and said, "Before I return it to you, I want to ask you a few questions."

"You can't lie to me about these questions like you did before. You must answer me truthfully."

Yan Si subconsciously retorted: "I have never lied to you before!"

Negar looked into Yan Si's eyes and listed them one by one: "In the past, you went out once in a while. You lied to me that you were looking for your "way", but every time you came back, you carried the breath of the werewolf clan. You asked me for the seal that allowed you to enter and leave Saint Michael at will, and you lied to me that you accidentally lost it. As a result, after I gave you a new one, you gave it to Emily. And..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking."

Yan Si quickly interrupted Negar who was listing her crimes one by one.

For a moment, Yan Si felt a little ashamed. The lie that seemed flawless to her turned out to be as clumsy as a child's lie in Negar's eyes.

"Ask me, I won't lie to you no matter what question you ask me this time."

Yan Si finally compromised.

Negar held up Yan Si's hand, suppressed the smile on his face, and said seriously: "Yan, tell me, are you from the future or the past?"

Yan Si looked at Negar in disbelief, his pupils dilated, and asked, "Why are you asking me this?"

Negar held Yan Si's hand tightly, took a step closer to Yan Si and said, "Answer me."

Yan Si was frightened and pulled his hand out with force. He held his own hand and dared not look at Negar. He could only whisper: "I, I come from the future eight hundred years later."

After saying that, Yan Si carefully raised his eyes and looked at Negar in confusion.

At this time, Negar's expression returned to normal, still looking calm, making Yan Si unable to guess what he was thinking.

What made Yan Si more concerned was why Negar asked her this question. All along, Yan Si thought that she had hidden her identity very well, but now that Negar asked this question, she began to doubt herself.

She lowered her eyes to look at the meteorite core in Negar's hand, and couldn't help but guess in her heart.

Could it be that the secret of the meteorite core was discovered by Negal?