Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system-Chapter 676 - 664: End of the World Dimension 52

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Chapter 676: Chapter 664: End of the World Dimension 52

"Got it, got it." Upon hearing this, Xia Yue understood some of it.

When she woke up the next day, Lin Hao had already left the villa for work.

Xia Yue then served the breakfast she had prepared for Yan Mo and the others.

"Do you ever feel guilty?" Ziluo asked Lin Jingyang.

"???" Lin Jingyang was confused, unable to understand her meaning.

"You’re hiding from your dad to eat with me." Ziluo reminded him, then stared at his face, observing his expression.

Lin Jingyang: "..." Although he hadn’t felt that way before, he suddenly did after she pointed it out. His dad was having a nutritional supplement for breakfast, while he was here enjoying delicious food.

"When will the crops from Sister Ziluo be ready? That way, I could make something tasty for my dad, so I don’t have to hide from him and enjoy good food with you guys." Lin Jingyang suddenly smiled at Ziluo and asked.

Ziluo hadn’t expected him to think so quickly. This guy wasn’t dumb at all, how did he get fooled by those kids and nearly die?

"You think pretty fast, did you switch on your brain when you got home and speed it up?" Xia Yue, who was listening to their conversation, looked at Lin Jingyang with a surprised expression.

[A Chosen One can’t possibly be dumb, it’s just that playing dumb in a strange environment is the best way to put people off their guard.

Now that he’s back home, with his dad as his backer, he’s not as wary of you guys and dares to make jokes.]The system conveyed to her.

"I knew it, his behavior on the way here made me wonder if his dad was planning on ruining him and replacing him with an illegitimate child from outside.

I used to think, perhaps a Chosen One needs to go through various hardships in order to grow." Xia Yue finally got an answer from it to a question that had puzzled her before.

[I guess he wanted to awaken his superpower before, so he wanted to take a risk even if it was dangerous. Moreover, he’s still a young boy, at this age, it’s easy to be impulsive.

People his age around him can almost all awaken various superpowers, except him. Even if his father is high-ranking, he would still feel uncomfortable.]The system was able to guess Lin Jingyang’s thoughts.

Xia Yue nodded in understanding, agreeing with its view.

"Sister Ziluo?" Seeing Ziluo not speaking but only looking at him, Lin Jingyang felt a bit nervous, calling out to Ziluo tentatively.

"Why are you in such a rush? If there’s no land available for me here, even if I wanted to, I can’t plant anything. Let’s wait a few more days, after we’re done exploring here, we’ll return to G City." Ziluo rolled her eyes at him and said.

"Little Yangyang, do you know where we can get plant seeds? The more, the better." Xia Yue remembered her conversation with the system from the night before and asked Lin Jingyang.

"Seeds for good-looking plants like grains or seeds that can enhance strength are expensive. And because they are scarce, they are generally not sold to the public, being cultivated by the research institute." While wondering why Xia Yue asked about this, Lin Jingyang responded honestly and then suddenly remembered something. He continued, "But I do know that a hundred kilometers from the base, a city was hosting an exhibition of a wide variety of plants and animals just before the apocalypse.

The organizers and various individuals brought many plants, plant seeds, and various small animals to participate in the exhibition.

But then, the sudden outbreak of the apocalypse turned that city into one of the most dangerous cities nearby.

Not only are there many zombies in it, but there are also a lot of mutant plants, creatures, and zombie animals.

In the past, the base also planned to go in and collect some seeds, but they retreated not long after entering, and only a third of those who entered made it out." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom