Yan Baiyi didn't understand.
She thought she had taken on an easy task and could make money just by lying down. But why did things turn out differently than she expected!
At the beginning, all her companions were wiped out, leaving her alone with the mission target, without even a name.
"How about you call me Lu Qinghuai?"
It was on the roadside. The two people were surrounded by thick dark green liquid, and next to it was the word "" written crookedly by Lu Qinghuai.
"Wooden ghost?"
Yan Baiyi was shocked. How could someone be called such a name?
Thinking back to the scene of their first encounter, she felt more like a water ghost. Beautiful, wet, with long hair like seaweed.
Unfortunately, half of Lu Qinghuai's face was covered by a metal mask. He could not speak and could only protest with his eyes.
A hundred years after the collapse of human civilization, they fought monsters in the wasteland, strayed into the underground ruins of the old civilization, and met in the ideal country above the clouds.
Yan Baiyi looked at him, standing under the dim sky, tall and handsome, like a tree swaying in the wind.
Her tree.
Purpose: Live well