After Si Keke left, Lu Zixun fell into deep confusion.
"Who am I, where am I, why on earth did I have to call this charlatan over?"
Previously, although Si Keke seemed unreliable, she had been right about some things.
Today was even better, the charlatan had gone all out.
He came over, sat for a while, said nothing, just urged himself to improve his strength.
Lu Zixun: "???"
Lying back in his chair, Lu Zixun silently stared at the ceiling.
It seemed that staying indoors and hoping to gather intelligence was somewhat unreliable.
"It's time for a change!"
Lu Zixun suddenly sat up, clenched his fists tightly, ready to make a change.
...
At dusk, a cat was lying on the bed playing with a mobile phone, from which "Creeper?" could be heard through the speaker.
The motivated Lu Zixun, not even three minutes later, was lying on the bed.
It wasn't that Lu Zixun had suddenly become lazy.
Rather, in Crimson Land, there really hadn't been any major events recently.
