I'm not really an alcoholic, "Lumian shook the magazine in her hand." Reading at home is also a great way of entertainment

And it can also make me feel calm and relaxed... He silently added a sentence in his heart.

Aurora nodded and looked at Lumian's corner, saying:

Why are you sitting so far away? Are you pretending to be pitiful, weak, and helpless?

Come over, reading at night requires good lighting, otherwise it may harm your eyes

There are so many strange words spoken by Oroqe... Although I understand the meanings of the words "poor," "weak," and "helpless," they sound strange when put together, unlike normal usage... Lumian has long been accustomed to Oroqe's behavior, so she picked up her chair and walked to the desk.

In front of the bright desk lamp, he and Aurora read books quietly, chatting with each other from time to time.

The sound of breathing, the flipping of pages, the occasional night breeze blowing outside the window, soothing and peaceful.

After saying goodnight to Aurora, Lumian returned to her room.

He took off his coat and still hung it on the back of the chair, without attempting to bring the "scepter" card to the bed.

This is to avoid arousing Aurora's suspicion, after all, his sister said she would always take care of him.

Lumian was about to take a step towards the bed when suddenly she had a thought and stopped.

He turned his eyes and adjusted the chair, which was usually placed diagonally, to face the window.

Then, he got on the bed and turned off the kerosene lamp on the cabinet next to him.

After falling asleep normally, I don't know how long had passed, but Lumian suddenly became alert and regained consciousness.

He once again saw the bedroom shrouded in a faint mist.

Lumian, who was mentally prepared, calmly looked around and discovered something:

The chair that I deliberately adjusted before going to bed is still tilted in my dream, maintaining its previous appearance.

That is to say, the bedroom in the dream does not strictly correspond to reality, it may come from the deepest impression in my subconscious... Although I am not sure what this means, Lumian thinks it is a point that needs to be remembered.

He came to the window, propped up the table with both hands, and looked outside.

The mountain peak composed of reddish brown stones and reddish brown soil, as well as the circle of collapsed buildings surrounding it, once again caught his eye.

It's so quiet here that it's deathly quiet.

Time flew by quickly, and after hesitating for a while, Lumian finally made up his mind:

Let's do some preliminary exploration tonight!

His previous wandering life gave him a strong drive.

He didn't immediately go downstairs and enter the ruins, but opened the cabinet and started adding clothes.

It's not that he feels cold, but rather that he enhances his' defensive ability 'in this way.

After putting on a cotton coat and pants, and putting on a leather jacket, Lumian moved her body and felt that she couldn't add any more, as it would significantly affect her flexibility.

This is more important.

In adapting to the current state, a thought suddenly flashed through Lumian's mind:

This is my dream, what do I want?

With a trial mentality, he began to whisper to himself in a low voice:

I want a chest armor, a handgun... I want a chest armor, a handgun

The room, shrouded in a faint mist, remained unchanged.

It seems impossible, this dream is really special... Lumian calmed down her disappointment, opened the bedroom door, and stepped into the hallway.

There is no light here, dim and dim.

Lumian successively opened the doors of Aurora's bedroom and study. The layout inside was slightly different from reality, but generally consistent. The biggest difference was that neither scene had Aurora, as if frozen in a gray.

The same applies to the first floor.

Lumian began searching for self-defense weapons, and with his familiarity with home, he soon had two choices:

One is the fork made of steel at the front end, which is nearly two meters long. In Oror's words, as long as the target does not have long-range weapons, this thing is definitely useful and the effect is absolutely outstanding.

The second is a sharp iron black hand axe.

The answer for adults is to do everything... Lumian inexplicably remembered a saying that Aurora often said, but in the end, she still didn't do it.

Because he is conducting preliminary exploration today, what he needs is concealment, caution, and almost stealth.

And carrying such a long weapon will definitely drag down his actions, making it easy for him to be exposed.

Lumian took a slow breath, bent down, and picked up the axe.

He immediately straightened up and walked step by step towards the door in the faint mist.

Without a sound, he opened the door.