Zane and the Silent Guardians Chapter 8

Elara Lin used to be the head of the largest sect in the world of cultivation, but now she only has fruit tea in her eyes. Zane Leng felt a little fantasy, but this was also what she liked about Elara Lin: she was so honest and endearing.

"shoot down!"

The notification that she had been killed came out again on her phone, and Zane Leng had bad thoughts. She had not yet taught Elara Lin how to order takeout.

"Sister, order takeout yourself."

"good."

Elara Lin exited the game interface and started ordering takeout.

Is this okay? Wait, sister, why did you hang up midway? It's too bad that as a couple account, I have to be scolded by my teammates.

Three hours later, the call for takeout came, and Elara Lin was practicing again. So Zane Leng helped pick it up.

"Customer, your takeout has been delivered, but you ordered too much. I suggest you find two more people to move it with you."

What the delivery boy said was too exaggerated. It was just two cups of fruit tea. She had already told her sister. But Zane Leng still thanked him and went downstairs alone.

Until I saw the takeout shelves were full of my own fruit tea.

There are 60 takeout slots in total! All stuffed! No wonder it took three hours.

When the delivery boy saw that only Zane Leng was here, he confirmed in disbelief: "Are you the only one?"

He and other boys sent him off twice.

"I'll help her get it together."

During Elara Lin's practice, she heard the whole process of Zane Leng answering the phone. The other side said that Zane Leng couldn't take it alone, but that's also true. How could the little rabbit have such strength?

So, as soon as he finished practicing, he went downstairs to look for Zane Leng.

"But this." The delivery boy hesitated, "I'm afraid you two will have to walk several times. Let me discuss it with the doorman and see if I can help you carry it in."

Zane Leng thanked him: "Thank you, little brother. Wait... little brother, I may not need your help."

In the surprised eyes of the two people, Elara Lin easily left with 30 cups of fruit tea in each hand.

The delivery boy silently gave a thumbs up: God of delivery, today I saw Lin Daiyu uprooting a weeping willow tree.

Zane Leng caught up and admitted her mistake: "Sister, can't you order takeout? I shouldn't tease you."

"After meeting the order, I used my consciousness to check the next room, and followed the girl next to me to order. However, I couldn't understand a strange symbol inside, so I clicked whatever she wanted, thinking I wouldn't make any mistakes."

Strange symbol? Obviously, simplified characters are commonly used in both the cultivation world and modern times.

Arriving at the dormitory, Zane Leng looked up at the house number: 511.

She seems to know what the strange symbols are, Arabic numerals! I actually forgot about this.

The girl next door is the president of the student union, and by the way, she wants to buy milk tea for everyone today.

There's so much fruit tea that even two people can't finish it.

"Sister, let's go out."

Elara Lin still remembered that Zane Leng was afraid of the heat: "Don't you like going out?"

"Send fruit tea!"

The two of them came to the street. This time, they were not carrying thirty cups. Elara Lin put them into the portable space.

"Sister, it turns out you have a carry-on space. Why did you still carry fruit tea upstairs?"

Elara Lin said seriously: "The person on the other side of the roast chicken said he had to go downstairs to pick it up. Shouldn't I do that?"

"No, well done."

If Elara Lin made sixty cups of fruit tea disappear in an instant in front of everyone, something big would have happened.

Zane Leng held the fruit tea in her hand and walked up to an old man who was fanning himself with a sanitation hat: "Girl Yao, you said you don't need to look after me, it's such a hot weather."

"Grandpa, please accept it. It's such a hot weather that you need to drink some ice water."

"This is very expensive, you can keep it for yourself."

Zane Leng pointed at Elara Lin: "My sister wants to open a milk tea shop, so she wants you to help her taste it. Making it yourself is not that expensive."

"Sister, you think so." She tried her best to signal Elara Lin with her eyes.

Reluctantly cooperate with the little rabbit.

Elara Lin nodded.

"This girl is so handsome. Grandpa, I wish your milk tea shop will become more and more prosperous and delicious!"

Facing a "little kid" in his sixties, Elara Lin, who is actually 417 years old, feels a little weird.

grandfather?

Next, Zane Leng gave the fruit tea to the uncle selling melons who lost one of his fingers, to the aunt who yelled at her to live hard, to the security guard on duty at the intersection who was sweating profusely...

Without exception, these people all know Zane Leng and call her Yao Yatou.

Elara Lin saw this and clumsily imitated Zane Leng's behavior, taking the initiative to hand a cup of fruit tea to someone's hand.

On the way back, Elara Lin asked: "Why do you do these things?"

"Because we all work hard to live, but we just don't know when we will reach our peak." Zane Leng paused and said seriously, "I can't help them much, but I hope I can help them when they lose hope. Give them a little joy."

"Also, sister, you did a great job today."

Zane Leng stood on tiptoe, wanting to touch Elara Lin's head. Recalling that Elara Lin didn't like others to touch her in the novel, she withdrew her hand.

His head sank, and Elara Lin imitated Zane Leng's unfinished actions and rubbed the top of Zane Leng's hair:

"The same to you."

After returning to the dormitory, the two of them took a shower, and Zane Leng lay happily on the bed. It was another fulfilling day.

Elara Lin took out the fruit tea from her pocket and handed it to Zane Leng.

Zane Leng drank for a while and saw that the other party's hands were empty: "Sister, don't you drink?"

"Gone."

It turns out this is the last drink...

Zane Leng straightened up and looked at Elara Lin: "Sister, I often drink fruit tea, why don't I leave this cup to you?"