Fang Fan suddenly stood up and asked in shock. In response to his shock, Fang Yunqi nodded with emotion.
"Yes, I was very shocked at first, but after we confirmed again and again, the girl is really still alive."
Fang Fan suddenly closed his eyes. After a long time, he opened his eyes and regained his composure.
"Huh, is this the core of the floating city?"
"Yes, although I don't know what the situation was at that time, maybe it was because the core of the floating city was in my arms at that time, and the girl was blocking in front of me.
Perhaps the blood, spiritual power, agitated emotions or something triggered the core of the floating city, and then sucked the girl's soul into it.
Then she slept deep in the core of the floating city for a long time. Recently, she slowly woke up because the floating city absorbed a large amount of spiritual power.
It is precisely because of this that we were able to feel it before, but it was only recently that we were able to confirm it, so we called you over."
Fang Yunqi said with emotion. Just after he finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Fang Fan again, his eyes becoming more severe than ever before.
"Fang Fan, this girl is the savior of your mother and I. I want you to save her, even at all costs."
"Dad, don't worry, she is the savior of our family. You don't need to tell me that I will do it.
However, the specific operation of this piece depends on you and the professor.
As for other aspects, whether it is human or material resources, as long as they are available in Ning'an, they can be used without restriction, regardless of cost or price.
But what Ning'an doesn't have...as long as the specific function and name are given, it will be there as long as it exists in this world."
"Well, I have some ideas, and there is no shortage of materials for the time being. If there is anything missing, I will come to you as soon as possible."
Fang Yunqi's expression softened a little after hearing this, and he said softly.
"So what's Tang Jie's situation now? Is he still in the core?"
"Yes, I chatted with her for a long time yesterday, and I am a little tired. I am still sleeping now. It is probably because the strength of my soul body is too low. Without the support and nourishment of the body, I am still very weak.
You can send some restorative sandalwood back later, that should be of some help to her."
"good."
Fang Fan chatted with his father and professor for a long time before leaving from the island in the middle of the lake that evening.
But this does not affect it, because now the island in the middle of the lake is also within the city, so there is not much difference.
After leaving the island in the middle of the lake, Fang Fan did not go home immediately, but came to a wasteland in the west of the city.
There are many such undeveloped wastelands surrounded by city walls in Ning'an City. At present, they have only been roughly cleared, waiting for subsequent development.
After arriving here, Fang Fan walked up a small dirt bag about ten meters high with a clear purpose and came to a grave.
The tomb is not high, just over one meter. There is a stone tablet in front of it.
"Tang Jie's Tomb."
Fang Fan might have been a little sad when he originally came to express his condolences, but now his eyes were full of amusement, and he held his chin with one hand, rubbing it secretly and thinking.
"Should we dig up her grave? Speaking of which, I have never done such a thing in such a long time. I still dig up her grave in an honest way.
Hiss, the temptation is great."
Fang Fan murmured and shook his head after a long time.
"Forget it, just keep it. Once Tang Jie is resurrected, bring her over and let her take a look for herself.
It would be interesting to ask her to express her gratitude for visiting her grave and write a 3,000-word speech or something."
when!
Suddenly I remembered a crisp sound, as if some bottle had fallen to the ground, and soon the smell of alcohol filled the air.
Fang Fan was not surprised at all by the sudden voice. He did not turn around and mentioned a few fresh green fruits in front of the grave.
"You don't know if someone drinks or not, so you just drink him down if you catch him. That's not okay."
Fang Fan teased.
"My lord, my lord, what did you just say? What did you say?"
Li Yang suddenly came up, grabbed Fang Fan's hand with both hands, and looked at Fang Fan longingly with his eyes.
Fang Fan looked Li Yang up and down and clapped his hands with disgust on his face.
"Let go, let go, your clothes will be stained."
After hearing this, Li Yang hurriedly smoothed Fan Fan's clothes, then stood up straight and looked at Fang Fan longingly. He pinched his hands together and put them beside his legs, as if he didn't know what to do.
Fang Fan glanced at Li Yang and rolled his eyes.
"I said that this land is going to be developed, and the space occupied by this grave is going to be dug up.
Then I was afraid that Tang Jie’s coffin wouldn’t be able to hold it down and he would jump out and strangle me to death.”
"Master, Master, stop playing with me, tell me, is Tang Jie not dead yet? Is there a chance to resurrect Tang Jie?"
Li Yang looked at Fang Fan imploringly. Seeing this, Fang Fan also lost most of the playfulness in his eyes. He looked at Li Yang seriously and spoke out after a long time.
"Li Yang, as for that? How long have you and Tang Jie known each other? From the beginning of the end of the world to her death, it was only about a month or two.
How long has it been now? It has been more than two years since the end of the world, right?
When you are in Ning'an, you will come to her grave whenever you have time to do it. Before setting off for the war, you will also come and stand on her grave for half an hour, chewing on a sour green fruit.
There have been no suitors for such a long time, including stars and stars, strong women and strong women, students and students, but you rejected them all, hugging a grave every day.
I just want to ask you, why, as for that?"
"I don't know, I don't know when. Maybe she never frowned when eating green fruits, maybe she ate them bit by bit every time she took them.
Maybe it was her madness when fighting the mutated cat, maybe it was the pain she showed deep in her eyes when she passed me by while saving my life.
I don't know when she was engraved in my heart.
Lord, I'm only twenty-three years old. I don't know what letting go is, and I don't know what love is, but I know what habits are.
I already like her back to back with me, and I'm used to her eating it bit by bit without frowning even though she's so sour.
I was already used to her presence, but she left just as I got used to it.
Later, I gradually got used to coming to sit in front of her grave. I got used to coming here to talk to her if I had anything on my mind. I got used to coming here to talk to her when there was nothing wrong.
Lord, maybe at the beginning I was just grateful, heartbroken, and just moved towards her.
If I didn't come often after she died, maybe I would have forgotten her and I would have gotten married and had children.
It's a pity that if there is no if, I have become accustomed to coming to her grave to recall everything in the past. As time goes by, her figure gradually not only does not fade away from my heart, but also becomes more and more profound.
I don’t know if it’s love, obsession, or a demonic barrier. The only thing I know is that I’m used to her and no one else can squeeze in.”
Li Yang looked at Fang Fan seriously and asked softly.
