'Now poor people can take the central elevator for free.'

Wang Jixuan walked on the asphalt in Central Park with his hands behind his back.

There is simulated daylight lighting here, and the sunrise and sunset will be simulated according to the daily changes outside the fortress.

There are two huge paintings on the left and right of the huge elevator shaft.

The painting on the east side is "The Rich Tree". You can see a huge tree holding up the sky and touching the ground. Behind the giant tree is the outline of the city on the surface. The fortress appears during the day.

The painting on the west side is "Starry Night and Moon". The fortress appears at night as a starry sky and a moon.

The east side is realistic, the west side is abstract, and the artistic content is quite good.

The only thing he wanted to thank his landlady for was that when he lived in the wooden building, he could freely read books in categories that were comparable to a standard library in central China.

In Mu Liang's memory, only water was free, but Wang Jixuan recently found another free resource.

books.

All kinds of books.

As long as you follow the rules of the library, register to borrow books, return them on time, and take good care of the books, you can continue to read.

This made Wang Jixuan feel quite incredible.

When he was practicing in the sect, all kinds of classics were placed in the Scripture Pavilion. They were the sect's heritage and the foundation of the sect. They were not allowed to enter. Wang Jixuan could only enter the highest level of the Scripture Pavilion after he entered the Yuanying realm and became an elder.

layer, to read all kinds of profound fairy books.

But there is no need here. If various professional books are not available in the library, you can search for them on a terminal device, make an appointment, and find them in the library the next day.

Even first- and second-level residents who have broken their trust or have criminal records can borrow all the books stored in the fortress.

'Pretty good.'

When he was about to turn around the outer wall of the elevator shaft, Wang Jixuan's eyes moved to the green belt nearby and saw several benches on the back of the elevator shaft.

There was only one girl sitting there, with a tall and slender figure.

Just as Wang Jixuan was about to walk over, he subconsciously stopped.

The spiritual sense is beating gently.

It's not a premonition of danger, but...a perception that there may be a powerful existence.

If there is no mottled Qi, he must not be a psyker?

Wang Jixuan observed the other party carefully. This was the first time that his spiritual sense and perception were out of touch.

He found no other abnormalities, and the source of the strange spiritual sense came from this girl with a high ponytail.

Wang Jixuan took out his pockets with both hands and dropped them naturally. There were already a few talismans and two bone-penetrating nails in his sleeves. He slowly moved forward and soon saw the girl's profile.

Even though Taoist Master Wang had been influenced by the beauty of his senior sisters for many years, he would feel a little enlightened at this moment.

Getting closer, her whole face was revealed to Wang Jixuan.

The aura of girls with ponytails is very pure;

She should be in her twenties now, and her charm is beginning to bloom. At this moment, she has no face but smooth and delicate skin, peach blossom eyes, thin eyebrows, a slightly high bridge of the nose but not obtrusive, and a slightly pursed lip that outlines a shallow arc.

He looked at a thin notebook with rapt attention.

The exquisite facial features and the slender swan neck complement each other perfectly. The creator's greatest effort on her should be to use these beautiful elements to match her outstanding temperament without any flashy fireworks.

The loose light yellow semi-transparent sports top paired with black tight jeans revealed her nearly perfect body proportions, and her two slender long legs naturally overlapped at this moment.

A beautiful person indeed.

But in her body, the element that really touched Daochang Wang's heart at this moment was...

A pair of silver-white mechanical arms was slowly turning the pages of the book.

The outer shell of the robotic arm was smooth, with many small invisible gaps, and the root of the robotic arm seemed to extend to her chest.

Wang Jixuan couldn't help but admire in his heart.

The body is disabled but the mind is strong!

Even if he suffered accidents in life and physical pain, he could still face it calmly and show off his physical flaws so confidently and generously.

This Taoist cultivation alone is enough for him to study more.

Wang Jixuan has been able to determine that his spiritual sense is beating because of this girl's mechanical arm. It is like some kind of magic weapon. It is also Wang Jixuan's first close contact with this level of precision machinery.

He decided secretly.

When you reject her later, don't look at her robotic arm, but look directly into her eyes, try to give her some encouragement, and show the kindness of a stranger.

Moving forward, Wang Jixuan walked to the bench where the girl with the ponytail was. He showed the calmness of a monk and the confidence of a leader of the security team, and took the initiative to extend his right hand:

"Hello, I'm Mu Liang."

The girl was obviously stunned for a moment and looked up at Wang Jixuan. She had been smiling just now and immediately stopped smiling, stood up and reached out to hold Wang Jixuan's hand.

The robotic arm operates very smoothly without any lag.

Wang Jixuan felt that the inside of the robotic arm was very soft, almost the same as normal human skin.

"Ling Tong."

She gave her name.

Lingtong?

Is it Wen Tongtong’s nickname or nickname?

Some people actually used the word "spirit", which made Taoist Wang feel a little relieved.

The two shook hands and let go. Wang Jixuan said generously: "Can I sit next to you?"

"Please sit down, this is a public area."

The girl with the ponytail sat down together with Wang Jixuan, but she didn't feel nervous herself.

She checked the pages of the love novel, closed it, and then looked forward slightly in trance, as if she was reminiscing about something.

Wang Jixuan took the initiative and said, "Do you understand my situation?"

The girl nodded slightly: "Yes, I have read the file list, Demon Slayer and Black Storm."

"Uh, did they even tell you this?"

Daochang Wang was a little stunned and turned to look at this 'Miss Wen'.

Lingtong's ponytail swayed slightly, he tilted his head slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Can't I know this?"

"Here," Wang Jixuan raised his hand to his forehead, "I still want to live quietly for a while, now it's better, you all know."

Lingtong looked at his expression and couldn't help but smile on his delicate face:

"Don't worry, Captain Zhou has warned me, I won't talk nonsense.

"I just didn't expect that your conversation was not as deep as Captain Zhou said... with a hint of old-fashionedness in it, and you weren't that difficult to get along with."

Wang Jixuan sneered.

He didn't know why, but he became a little talkative today.

Yes, a sense of security.

When he was around this girl, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation, as if he was safe.

Is it because of her robotic arm? This thing is indeed sophisticated enough, and it is also novel to him.

"I used to be a little difficult to get along with. I didn't think about how to face this cruel world at that time. Now I think... everyone is very interesting, the knowledge contained in the books is very profound, and there are many things that I have learned before.

An idea that I have never thought of.

"I still have a lot to learn...Modo said something about me, how about we talk to you?"

"Me?" Lingtong was a little confused.

Wang Jixuan smiled and said: "That's right, I read it in the book and try to center the conversation around another person and don't always talk about yourself."

"Is it the book "The Fortress"? I've read it too."

Lingtong looked forward, sighed softly, and looked down at his palm.

The simulated robotic arm has a different kind of beauty.

Wang Jixuan quickly changed the subject: "Do you like music?"

"I listen to it occasionally," Lingtong smiled softly, with a hint of light in his eyes, "You are very good at taking care of other people's emotions. You and Captain Zhou have completely different personalities."

Wang Jixuan felt that he should encourage this disabled woman.

He just didn't want to do this before. He is an old monk who is over a hundred years old, so it's not like he doesn't know how to do it.

Wang Jixuan said in a gentle and slightly low tone:

"Actually, it depends on who you get along with.

"Like Dr. Wei Na, she feels like a ball of fire to me. If I don't hide, I will be burned to ashes by her.
To be continued...