Help, I've become a paper man

The breeze blew across the earth, passed the collapsed houses, and rushed towards the distant mountains.

At this time, the sun is high in the sky and the weather is clear. Under the suitable climate, some sprouts are slowly poking their heads out from the moist soil.

Because of this, the wind passing through here also carries a fresh scent, spreading the scent of grass and trees, or a little water vapor, around.

It was a sunny day after the rain, and there were still water droplets on the bricks and tiles. When everyone walked, they inevitably left shoe prints, which mixed with the traces of battle, adding a bit of tragedy.

Coupled with the depressing atmosphere and busy pedestrians, it forms a picture of "post-disaster reconstruction".

In this situation, if someone walks by in neatly dressed clothes, he will look a little different and attract special attention.

But when she saw his face clearly, even the most carefree Xingchen quickly looked away and didn't even look at him again.

It’s not because he is ugly, his face can be considered delicate. People avoid looking at him because of his identity. It’s not just to give face to “Lord Yan Changyue”, but also because of more realistic reasons.

Yan Changyue's Stardust died in the battle to protect the leader of Dust Star when Purgatory was being eliminated. But because of this, the people of Dust Star will not be able to stand up to Yan Changyue again.

Plus, Yan Changyue did something else a few hours ago.

At that time, people were mixed with stardust. No matter which side they were on, they had not had a good rest and were busy for life.

Everyone is moving in unison, which is a positive development, but everyone seems quite confused.

But in this case, from a bystander's perspective, one can still tell at a glance which of them are humans and which are stardust.

The most obvious difference is that those who are injured but still insist on working are human beings.

Those whose clothes were torn but whose exposed skin had no scars at all were Stardust.

If both sides are unharmed, it is either Stardust or some technical personnel. On this basis, if one more condition is added, that they are eating while walking, then it must be Stardust.

They are deficient in energy and require large amounts of food.

After the inferno dissipated, everyone returned to the camp. Amidst the broken limbs and debris, the seriously injured Zhi Gui was worried about where to get food to make up for the energy gap of Stardust.

At that time, Yan Changyue settled the humans and walked to Chen Xing, asking those who could still move to line up in order.

Even at the same time, Yan Changyue opened the space and made a gesture to distribute food, Chen Xing still did not move, and also put on a silent resistance with an attitude of "not bending for a few pieces of silver".

Zhigui struggled to get up and cursed, "You bunch of brats, you deserve to eat. Boss Yan has plenty of money, so what's a couple of bites of food for you?" Only then did Chen Xing obediently line up.

Since then, not only humans cooperated with Yan Changyue's arrangements, but Chen Xing also followed suit under Zhigui's instructions. This situation continued and gradually developed for the better.

Yan Changyue walked through the crowd and came to the original location of the "conference building". Compared with other places, the situation here seemed to be no special and it had not been repaired either.

An Xiaochun was waiting here, and as soon as he saw him, he took the initiative to come forward.

Behind them, the tense atmosphere was slowly warming up. Someone mentioned that there was a "space restriction" not far from the camp, which should be the "copy being created".

It instantly sparked heated discussions, and the depressed atmosphere gave everyone new expectations during the conversation.

"Did you arrange it?" An Xiaochun asked.

Yan Changyue shook his head, with the smile on his face unchanged, but people who were familiar with him knew that this was no different from having "no expression".

Seeing this, An Xiaochun said no more. They walked forward in silence, following the cleared path, sweeping past the collapsed area, and reached their destination in a few steps.

From the wreckage, it can be seen that the original house here should be Yan Changyue's bedroom. After he stopped, An Xiaochun took a step forward and rarely walked in front of him.

But he was not there to lead the way, but to do physical work, lifting the stones on the ground to the side, revealing the floor underneath with obvious holes.

Through here, you can see the outline of the stairs below. This section of the road is not long. Through the dim light, you can see a door. Obviously, there is something hidden under the room.

An Xiaochun paused, restrained the movement of turning his head, as if he had guessed something, and raised his leg to go down first.

Yan Changyue said: "Wait for me outside the door."

His voice was not loud and his speech was not fast, but in his calmness, his unyielding attitude was already reflected through his words.

An Xiaochun made a "tsk" sound, turned his head to look at Yan Changyue, and asked:

"What? You don't want to be daddy anymore. Do you want to be a mother? Do you want you to be the first thing he sees when he wakes up?"

Yan Changyue smiled and responded to the other party's joke, "Okay, it's me, and it can only be me."

An Xiaochun restrained his smile, stared at his face, was silent for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes and whispered:

"Be careful. No one has ever tried to stay here in this way before..."

Before she finished her words, Yan Changyue took a step forward, stretched out her hand, and held An Xiaochun's hand through her leather gloves.

This simple action made An Xiaochun's subsequent sound melt on the tip of his tongue, with no chance of breaking into the air.

"Don't worry." Yan Changyue said, turning his head to look at Yan Changyue, and a glimmer of light appeared in his still dim eyes.

My eyesight seems to be recovering, but it's only a little bit...

An Xiaochun suppressed his rebuttal, exhaled heavily, stared at Yan Changyue, slowly withdrew his hand, and said again:

"Be safe, I'll be waiting at the door."

Yan Changyue agreed with a smile, without any eagerness. After An Xiaochun broke the floor and made way, he walked past, stepped on the dry ground, and went down the stairs.

The sound of footsteps spread all the way to the door and then stopped briefly. After the "click" sound of the door opening, it sounded twice more before the surroundings returned to silence.

Amid the sound, An Xiaochun slowly squatted down, muttered "The core is really good", and suddenly sighed.

Behind the door, Yan Changyue turned on the lights, illuminating the interior scene. The cold-toned decoration made it look like a laboratory. The place that most resembled a laboratory was facing the door.

There was a metal cabinet there, modeled after a coffin. Both its size and appearance gave off an ominous vibe. Moreover, there was a combination lock installed on it.

If Song Yi saw this, he might have complained, "A cyber coffin becomes a cyber zombie," but the person who came here was Yan Changyue.

Not only did he not say it, but when he thought of this situation, he lowered his eyes, gently raised the corners of his lips, pressed his hand on the metal, and stroked the marks on it.

Finally stopping at the password, his fingers moved and quickly entered the password.

After the "click" sound, there was a sound of gears turning, followed by gas being ejected from the side.

Yan Changyue took a half step back, leaving enough space, and stared at its changes, with the arc of the corners of her lips slowly moving upwards.

A few seconds later, after a series of changes, the metal wall entered the next mode and began to move to both sides from the position of the combination lock.

The opening process is slow, but in the diffuse mist, one can vaguely see the treasured contents inside.

He was a man with his eyes closed, and his head was slightly lowered. As the procedure progressed, his eyelashes began to tremble, and gradually, his eyelids also began to tremble, and then slowly opened.

Revealing a pair of emerald eyes.