"Strength 3, Constitution 3, Agility 3, Spirit 3, Endurance 2...distributed according to this ratio."

In the past, limited by the qualification of [Healer] 4, Mo Chen always let Ling Yue focus on constitution and agility. Now Ling Yueyi has become an A-level [Dream Sacrifice King], with a growth qualification of 14, and he can balance the five types.

Basic attributes.

"good."

Hearing this, Ling Yue did some calculations and then ordered 95 strength, 95 constitution, 95 agility, 95 spirit, and 60 endurance.

At this point, all 440 free attribute points supplemented by the mutation have been distributed.

At this moment, Ling Yue's eyes were like crescent moons, and her divine light shone brightly. Her delicate body shimmered slightly, and there was strong power surging inside, like a long, endless river.

440 free attribute points, all turned into real combat power!

Level 44 A [Dream Sacrifice] Ling Yue, plus level 57 god level [Soul Hunter] Mo Chen, this combination may be a big one, but it can go anywhere.

"It's already very late. Let's go and rest."

Ling Yue went through three mutations from F level [Healer] to A level [Dream Sacrifice King]. It took a total of several hours, and Mo Chen also guarded him for several hours. It was now one o'clock in the morning.

, most of the people in Qianlong Base have fallen asleep.

"Well, good night~"

Ling Yue nodded lightly, and the light flashing in her beautiful eyes had a meaning that Mo Chen didn't understand.

"Good night."

After saying that, Mo Chen turned around and walked to the bedroom on the far left side of the third floor of Qianlong Pavilion.

Dark-toned solid wood floors exuding natural wood fragrance, exquisitely carved wardrobes, walls covered with calligraphy and Chinese paintings, elegantly designed diamond chandeliers, wide and simple black oak beds...

"You can have a good sleep tonight."

In the past ten days, Mo Chen's best resting place has been the rooftop stronghold in Wushuang Town. But compared with Qianlong Pavilion, no...the two are not comparable at all.

After taking off his black clothes, his bronze body was as if cast from steel, well-proportioned but containing endless power. He lay down on the black oak bed, and Mo Chen slowly closed his eyes.

....

Click~

After the end of the world, Mo Chen had formed the habit of light sleep. The sudden sound of opening the door immediately woke Mo Chen up from his light sleep.

The darkness blurred Mo Chen's vision, but it could not weaken his perception. Through the perception of his soul, Mo Chen noticed a graceful and unparalleled figure walking into the bedroom.

Click~

The door that was reopened just a second ago was closed again this second.

And this perfect figure slowly approaching, her breath is extremely familiar to Mo Chen.

"moon..."

Ling Yue suddenly came to his bedroom in this way in the middle of the night. As an adult, Mo Chen would not be so naive as to think that she came to discuss something with him.

This woman wants to play with fire...

She wanted to discuss some kind of performance art with herself.

It's not that Mo Chen can't feel Ling Yue's feelings for him, he's just forcing himself to ignore them.

certainly...

This is not because Mo Chen doesn't have a good impression of Ling Yue, but because of his personality, Mo Chen is not very good at dealing with emotions.

Whether it was Mo Chen or Ling Yue, it only took more than ten days for them to meet and get acquainted, but these more than ten days were in the apocalyptic environment.

In a civilized era where the pace of society and life is extremely fast, more than ten days is nothing, and there may not be any disturbance.

But in the apocalypse, especially when you are in the wasteland and wilderness, you have to bear the huge pressure brought by the crisis of death every moment, and every minute is a kind of torture.

A devastated world, filled with zombies and mutated beasts, and endless killing... will infinitely amplify people's senses.

Therefore, the past ten days seemed very short, but in fact they were very, very long.

Moreover, the emotions honed between life, death and killing are by no means comparable to those mixed with various selfish desires in the civilized era. The former is purer and more sincere than the latter.

In recent days, the hidden meaning in Ling Yue's words and deeds has become more and more direct. The conversation in the courtyard when they first arrived at Qianlong Pavilion is the best example.

only.....

Mo Chen didn't expect that Ling Yue would be bold enough to pierce the last thin layer of paper between the two in this way.

"dust."

Ling Yue, who was like a fairy in the dark, had already walked to the ebony bedside and called out softly. Ling Yue, who was well aware of Mo Chen's strength, knew that Mo Chen must have noticed her entering the bedroom.

"Still not sleeping at this late hour?"

Mo Chen straightened up, his eyes that were the same color as the darkness, looked at where Ling Yue was standing quietly and said.

"I like you."

Now that she has made such a move, Ling Yue has no intention of telling her feelings in a roundabout way like in the past.

"Do you... like me?"

Once upon a time, it was others who confessed to Ling Yue, but now it is Ling Yue who plays such a role.

But there is nothing to be ashamed of. Sometimes you have to fight for something.

Besides, the person in front of her was worthy of her doing this.

"like."

The last thin layer of paper was pierced. It was difficult for Mo Chen to force himself to ignore it, so he could only respond head-on.

"Then...I want you."

After hearing the two words she wanted to hear the most, Ling Yue's heart trembled, and then she continued without saying anything shocking.

Mo Chen: "..."

Once this woman becomes strong, she will really have nothing to do with men.

but....

In such matters, the priorities must be clearly understood.

"I still want you."

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The boundless spring scenery can only add an alluring color to the dark night, but it cannot slow down its passing speed.

The night passes and the day comes.

The next day.

The Uranus wall clock hanging on the wall opposite the ebony bed showed the time at exactly eleven o'clock.

Last night's discussion about performance art lasted as long as the time it took for Ling Yue to change his career level, and it didn't end until six in the morning.

There is no doubt about the greatness of art. It transformed Mo Chen from a young man into a real man, and also made Ling Yue into a real woman.

On the ebony bed, Ling Yue, who woke up before Mo Chen, rested her head on her jade hand, staring at Mo Chen with her starry eyes, filled with an overwhelming tenderness.

Thinking of what she did last night, Ling Yue felt shy. She didn't know how she had so much courage then. If it were now, she might not be able to do it.

Maybe... it was the extreme pain she experienced last night when she mutated from the B-class [Dream Sacrifice] to the A-class [Dream Sacrifice King], which made her understand her emotions better, and then she burst out with great courage.

No matter what, the man beside her is already hers anyway.

"When did you wake up?"

Ling Yue, who was looking at Mo Chen quietly, suddenly opened her eyes when she saw Mo Chen.

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The first update is here~
Chapter completed!