"Do you see the front? Is it beautiful?"
Lin Fan pulled up Wang Qitian, pointing at the fluttering ice shards ahead, asking from the heart.
"Beautiful, so beautiful."
"You were born too late. This place used to be even more beautiful, what a pity."
The scenery of the peaceful times used to be the most beautiful, but that was once upon a time; now everything has changed, what meets the eye is desolation and dust.
"Baby, can you attract zombies?"
Wang Qitian's ability fascinated Lin Fan.
"Yes, I can."
Faced with the inquiry, Wang Qitian couldn't bear to hide it, honestly admitting his ability.
Nearby, Wang Zixuan was feeling quite downhearted. He proactively spoke to his son, only to receive incoherent giggles in return, a sign of being disregarded.
Why does he respond when Brother Lin asks?
This situation is thought-provoking, it's worth pondering what made the child feel uneasy, or is Lin really more appealing?
"Baby, would you like to help Uncle?"
"I would."
