Even though it was an abandoned park, it was originally a place for children to play.

Not far from the park, there were still many old residential areas.

As the sun gradually set, the aroma of dinner slowly drifted out from each house.

"It smells so good."

Huaguo fiddled with the strange instrument in her hand and gently twitched the tip of her nose. She raised her head and sniffed from left to right. "Phew — this family is eating curry today."

"This family should be — steamed clams with wine?

That's really good. "

"This is the strongest smell, stewed beef with potatoes.

Sure enough, I should pay attention to the taste of soy sauce. The slightly sweet taste can match beef and potatoes very well. "

The more she smelled, the hungrier she felt. She was fiddling with the instrument enthusiastically, but she couldn't help but use less strength in her hands.

Ever since she fell into this situation, she didn't even drink a cup of hot water, let alone eat hot food.

There was no stove or electricity, but if she used her power —

Although she had just drunk milk, when the sun gradually set, her stomach couldn't help but grumble.

She, who was used to being weak, had to eat three meals a day like a mortal.

But food —

The flow of time in the small world was adjusted. Basically, she could harvest a crop every three hours. If the previous crop was not harvested, it would not produce new crops on its own.

After harvesting several times in a row, she saw that there were more and more things, so she stopped harvesting on time every day.

She would harvest when she remembered, and keep when she forgot.

In order to avoid the small energy fluctuations caused by using the warehouse all the time, Huaguo had collected some food that could be stored for a long time. She directly placed it in her temporary nest.

Even in such a hot summer day, as long as she put it in a cool place, it would not be a problem to last two or three days.

Although there were many kinds of biscuits, bread, cakes, and fruits, although there were many kinds, they were all sweet.

It was okay to eat once in a while, but in the past few days, Huaguo had eaten too many sweet things. For a salty person like her, she was so desperate that she wanted to cry.

She wanted to eat salty food. She wanted to eat spicy food.

Even if there was instant noodles, there was no hot water. When she couldn't stand it, she directly ate it with seasoning, but she was not used to the taste.

Spicy.

Spicy.

It was spicy.

Although the small world also produced chili peppers, it was still a little too much for her to eat raw chili peppers.

Was there anything that could temporarily alleviate the craving for spicy food?

There were also two sesame seed cakes.

.....

'Crack, crack, crack …'

Mixed with the strange buzzing sound of the electric waves, the strange sound echoed in the night.

The moonlight was like water. From the back, the girl in a green dress sitting on the high railing looked like a young lady from a big family.

Only that strange 'cha cha' sound kept echoing in the air.

The screen of the semi-circular shell-shaped instrument was filled with white snowflakes. When he got closer, he could even hear the static coming from inside.

In such a moonlit night, the atmosphere was absolutely horrifying.

If they hadn't concealed this place beforehand, it was likely that such a strange scene would have scared many passersby to death.

Huaguo had a green onion in his mouth, and a strange chewing sound came from his cheeks. His fingers moved quickly, and while he didn't care about his appearance, the instrument in his hand didn't seem to improve either.

Green onion dipping sauce, and a beautiful girl under the moonlight.

The strange and ingenious combination of the two styles, and he couldn't tell where the problem was at first.

"Sure enough, it's still not enough?"

The sizzling sound was endless. Originally, he thought that if they all used electricity, it would be similar to using a terminal.

He really couldn't adapt to the so-called high-tech products invented by humans. Before he could silently sigh in his heart, he unexpectedly felt a strange sound coming from behind him.

It was as if something suddenly appeared and stepped on the pebbles on the ground.

"Yayayaya, the moonlight tonight is really beautiful."

The man's voice was indescribably calm and magnetic.

Who was it?

"I found you, god from another world."

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man in sportswear had a white cloth wrapped around his neck. It was unknown whether it was a bib or a bib.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the pair of transparent blue eyes became clearer.

What beautiful eyes —

"Hey hey hey, if you didn't point out the location to me at that time, I wouldn't have been able to find you here. You're really amazing … Let me tell you …" The loud voice and overly excited tone made her instantly retract her previous judgment.

No matter how she looked at this man who appeared out of thin air, it was very strange.

"Hey, Huaguo san, although I know you don't know me, I can tell what you're thinking from your expression."

"Ahem —" Huaguo's ears turned red, and he faked a cough. "Sorry."

"Forget it, Master Ye Dou isn't such a narrow-minded person." The man in the strange sportswear who called himself Master Ye Dou acted like he was very familiar with them. He looked very shameless, but surprisingly, he didn't make people dislike him.

"Do you have anything to eat? Master Night Fight hasn't eaten for a few days looking for you."

"… I have some bread and cake here, if you don't mind —"

"Thank you very much for your hospitality!"

In the following period of time, Huaguo truly experienced what it meant to eat like a gust of wind.

The bread and cake were all killed.

Even the half-empty bottle of milk had been emptied by him.

"Is there anything else to eat?"

He took out a lot of things. When Huaguo's eyes became more and more frightened, Night Fight, who wanted to continue, finally stopped.

"Well, it's not good to eat too much in one go. 70% full is enough."

70% full from Night Fight was equivalent to three days of food.

.....

The two who had relaxed a lot finally started to have a real conversation.

"You're saying that the future me asked you to find the present me 500 years ago?"

This sounded like nonsense, but it also sounded like something he would do.

Huaguo was a little confused as he drank a mouthful of milk and nodded at Night Fight skeptically.

"If I'm caught by those people, I'll be in danger." This was Huaguo's thought before he met Night Fight.

But at this moment, when the two of them looked at each other, they were a little confused.

According to what Night Fight just explained to him.

Not only was it not dangerous.

And it was a kind of protection?!

Then —

The hardships he had been through these days —

And the various little hobbies that he couldn't let others know about, hiding in this abandoned place, losing his shoes and getting injured —

Huaguo's mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be so miserable 500 years later." The Fifth Primordial Spirit, who looked poorer than him, said with a gossipy face.

He quietly pushed the big face away. "If you're eating green onions, don't talk to me so close."

Green onions dipped in soy sauce, salty soy sauce, and rolled up pancakes to eat together.

In fact, most people would only eat the white part of the scallion, which had a faint sweet taste. However, the spicy taste of the scallion leaves was the best choice for people who loved spicy things as much as their lives in this situation where they lacked everything they wanted.

But after eating the green onions, there would more or less be a strange taste in the mouth.

So when Huaguo took out a few green onions, before he finished chewing his own, Night Fight, who was still hungry, had his eyes on the rest.

"Huaguo, how can you say that? We've been friends for 500 years … I didn't even look down on you, Huaguo, but you actually look down on me, sob sob sob, as expected —"

Seeing that the other party was talking more and more, Huaguo couldn't help but forcefully stop him, "Enough!"

Looking at the other party's pitiful eyes, although he didn't know that an adult sloppy man could show such an expression, he still admitted defeat. "I was wrong."

"Lord Night Fight forgives you."

He didn't know how he could get along so well with such a talkative person in the future.

But in Huaguo's eyes, the color of Night Fight's body was dark and gloomy, but he still had a very weak divinity that could be felt.

Even though they were different from the gods he had seen before, there were still some similarities between them.

In Night Fight's eyes, Huaguo's whole body was so bright that it could light up the whole night sky.

Although such a dazzling radiance was very dazzling, it was much dimmer than the one 500 years ago.

"Say, hasn't your body recovered yet?"

"I even mentioned this to him?" Huaguo widened his eyes in disbelief. He thought for a while and said vaguely, "Soon."

Night Fight didn't say anything, his eyes looking up and down at Huaguo.

He didn't know which of the eight million gods he belonged to, but he looked much stronger than himself. No matter what, he should be a famous god with a shrine.

Then he looked at the simple nest under the children's climbing cave not far away. What else could he not understand?

How could such a great god be reduced to the same state as himself, living a life without a fixed residence?

Night Fight raised his eyebrows as if he was amused by his own conjecture. His eyes inexplicably focused on the other party's bare feet.

After a long while, he looked away and said habitually, "Give me five yuan."

"I don't have money."

"You should be a great god, right?

Don't you even have worshippers? "

"I don't need worshippers or worshippers."

Huaguo, who didn't know that Japanese gods needed worshippers, had a straight face, which made Night Fight choke.

She had indeed never had worshippers or worshippers. Not many mortals even knew her name as a god.

"How can there be a god who doesn't need worshippers or worshippers?"

"I have a celestial record."

"A celestial record?

A celestial record, right? "

"Well, that's about it."

Huaguo hugged his knees and looked indifferent. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he looked up abruptly. "Why is it fine when you use your power?"

"Hey, I'm a god!

Wait a minute — aren't you a god too?

Why are you still regarded as an outsider? "

He tapped Huaguo's arm. "But I've always felt strange. You're very special."

"Special?"