Doomsday: I, a top killer, became a lolita

Ning Yu originally planned to go straight to the grocery shopping area downstairs.

But while passing by the free trade zone, she suddenly had an idea.

Get ready to go in and see if you might be lucky and run into a mission again.

In the afternoon, the trade area is crowded with all kinds of things being traded.

Some people are sitting on the ground yelling, others are arguing with some stall owners, as if they want to bargain.

There were also stalls that were not frequented, and the stall owners held a sign in a daze.

Ning Yu scanned the past all the way, but did not find the figure of the girl who bought depression pills last time.

She clearly remembered that the girl said that she would come every day, but it was really not time to finish the medicine, and there might be other things.

Ning Yu didn't think so much, and immediately began to shop.

It's the same as last time, all kinds of weird things are being sold or bought.

Dumbbells, electric fans, tables, rackets, in short, everything.

Unfortunately, none of them seemed to be items that were urgently needed, and sure enough, they didn't trigger the mission.

Ning Yu was a little disappointed and was ready to leave honestly to buy vegetables.

Suddenly, she was attracted by a sign at the end of the crowd.

It was a strangely dressed young man, about 25 or 6 years old, not old, nor a teenager.

He had lip studs on his lips, two skull studs hanging from his ears, and his hair was a little exaggerated, which originally seemed to be dyed, but now it has faded a lot.

The upper body is wearing a black T-shirt with strange portraits, and the lower body is ripped jeans.

His appearance was originally Sven, but unfortunately with this outfit, there is a feeling of "don't get close to people".

A child next to him leaned over to look, but was quickly pulled away by his parents, and was told not to go near strange people.

He sat on the ground and put up a sign:

"Sell your belongings."

But there was nothing on his stall, it seemed that the things at home were too big to take out.

But this also means going to his house to see the items he has shot.

Ning Yu was speechless for a while: Big brother, you are so scary, and you still expect others to go to your house to see what you sell.

Still, she walked up with the luck of giving it a try.

"Excuse me.... What are you selling? "

[Ding! Triggered mission: Trade an item with a man. 【

Mission Rewards: Random Attribute Points *1, Points *2000】

"Well, some of my own objects, and some musical instruments..."

The young man looked up and spoke.

His voice was unexpectedly gentle, making people feel like a spring breeze, but this formed a strong contrast with his appearance.

Hearing the musical instrument, Ning Yu even doubted this guy, what kind of underground singer was it?

"Can you show me around?"

Ning Yu pretended to be interested: "Points!"

"Uh.... Little sister, do you still have a family? Would you like to come with your family? The

young man showed a hesitant expression, and he also realized the problem of his stall: no one dared to follow him to his house!

But this beautiful silver-haired girl in front of him actually dared to propose to visit his house with herself.

Although she is indeed not a bad person, what if her family knows about it and comes to accuse or pull it away?

"It's okay, no need!"

Ning Yu smiled shallowly, looking simple and easy to deceive, and some passers-by next to him saw this scene, and couldn't help but want to come up and persuade Ning Yu to be careful.

I was afraid that she had fallen for something and followed such a terrible person away.

"That.... Let's go? "

Young men no longer hesitate, since people are not afraid, they have nothing to be afraid of.

So he left the free trade zone with Ning Yu.

Ning Yu followed behind him and carefully observed him, his body was thin and seemed to be a little malnourished.

"Why did you sell your belongings?"

She asked casually.

"Hey, I'm going to lose food, I'm going to sell some of my family things and find a job at the base."

As it was, Ning Yu probably understood what he meant.

It didn't take long for two men to arrive in front of his apartment.

The young man took out the key and opened the door, but he didn't mean to close it at all, he should be avoiding suspicion and preventing Ning Yu from being afraid.

However, Ning Yu naturally couldn't be afraid of him, and he wouldn't be afraid of another 1,000.

His apartment turned out to be unexpectedly tidy, and things were placed in a very orderly manner, which was completely different from what Ning Yu looked like.

As a mild obsessive-compulsive disorder patient, Ning Yu said that it was very pleasing to the eye.

There was also a faint fragrance throughout the room, and it was hard to tell from his appearance that he was such a clean and tidy person.

"Please come in."

He made a gesture of invitation, walked in first, and began to move out of the room.

Soon there were electric guitars, basses, several MIDI keyboards, mixers, electric pianos, and so on.

He took a lot of related parts out, all related to music.

"Are you.... Playing in a band?

Ning Yu asked curiously.

The man scratched his head a little embarrassed:

"Yes.... Only now that the world is over, there is no point in these things, and my friends have gone to work in the base. "

These things lose their value."

"Instead of putting it here and getting moldy, why don't you sell it to people in need?" Some are also consigned by friends.

He glanced at Ning Yu again, and always felt that Ning Yu's age might still be the age when he learned simple notation from the music class in school.

Suddenly he was a little disappointed, and did not think that Ning Yu would need to buy these things.

But after squatting there for so long, someone finally came up to ask, and he almost planned to give up.

"Little sister, how do you look at this? Are you interested? "

He sits on a cajon drum, which is something that looks like a stool, but you actually sit on it and play a simple drum sound by tapping it.

Tapping into a simple rhythm, he nodded gently to this rhythm, as if he had already begun to make up the melody in his brain.

He felt that this pile of things here, maybe only this simple thing might attract Ning Yu.

However, Ning Yu did not think so.

She stepped forward and turned on the switch of the electric piano and listened to the rhythm of the young man.

The left hand was placed in the bass area on the left side of the electric piano and began to press a series of basses.

"Huh?"

The young man suddenly turned his head and looked at Ning Yu with surprised eyes: This little girl seems to be playing Walking Base, which is a simple 251 progression.

She is not in a hurry to start improvisation, seems to be in line with the rhythm, and is still in the guidance stage.

"Little sister, have you learned?"

"Ouch, good!"

He listened to Ning Yu's left hand playing, as if he was interested in something, turned around and moved to the drum kit next to him, and began to beat a brisk rhythm.

Ning Yu glanced at him, his left hand changed the rhythm pattern, and the melody of his right hand also followed.

In the apartment in the corner of the world, a Bossa Nova improvised song with Ning Yu and strangers suddenly played.

The light, lazy, melodious feeling seems to make everything go back to before the end times.