“I don’t know. I can’t analyze it until I return to the box.” Lu Feng put away the box and walked back to him. “Where do you live?”

“On the ground.”

Lu Feng raised his eyebrows. An Zhe shut up and stopped speaking. This phrase ‘on the ground’ really wasn’t like something a human would say.

Then Lu Feng soon noticed the only unusual things in the wilderness—the black bee and the backpack on the ground. He went there, followed by An Zhe. However, the pain from An Zhe’s ankle just arrived. Lu Feng glanced back at him. An Zhe bit his lower lip and limped to keep up.

—Then he was carried back by Lu Feng. He was familiar with the colonel doing this type of thing and found his place with ease. They were very close and it didn’t seem to be the distance that a human and heterogeneous species should have. Just for tonight, the colonel wasn’t a colonel and the heterogeneous wasn’t a heterogeneous.

Holding Lu Feng’s neck, An Zhe vaguely felt the outline of a string. His fingers lowered and he touched something warm and cool. There was a hard pendant hanging around Lu Feng’s neck.

The escape from Lu Feng killing him seemed to have increased his courage. The shape of the pendant was too familiar so his fingers touched Lu Feng’s neck and he gently fished it out. Lu Feng said nothing, seemingly acquiescing to this action. At the end of the silver metal chain, a brass-coloured bullet casing flicked in the faint dark light of the aurora.

His own shell casing pendant represented the missing spore. So what did Lu Feng’s represent? An Zhe didn’t know and only made a gentle sound.

He heard Lu Feng lightly stating, “My father.”

An Zhe didn’t say anything. After around three minutes, he put the pendant back inside Lu Feng’s clothes. An Zhe lay his head on Lu Feng’s shoulder, his arms holding on tightly and he didn’t move anymore.

Through the clothing, Lu Feng felt the person on his back tense nervously before gradually relaxing, entire body leaning on Lu Feng. After what happened today, An Zhe could still lean on him without any precautions. This boy always did something unexpected.

An Zhe’s warm breath touched his neck and shoulders. An Zhe had the normal weight for a person his age but he wasn’t heavy for Lu Feng. He leaned on Lu Feng without any vigilance, as if all the dangers and fears in this world had nothing to do with him.

Lu Feng remembered the year he joined the Trial Court. There was no particular reason for entering the Trial Court. He just wanted to protect everyone. In fact, he protected some people and hurt many others. He didn’t mean it but he became an object of hatred.