The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 953

Regarding Gao Yang's plan this time, Douhu called it a "fish fishing" plan.

In a blink of an eye, the plan has been implemented on the third day, and everything is going well so far.

As an uninformed Dr. Jia, he was obsessed with research and turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside the window.

He first tried to use the energy of high-level beasts below the Luan Beast as a substitute, but as expected, it didn't work at all.

It doesn't matter, as long as Gao Yang doesn't die, the most critical experimental materials will never be exhausted. He can try whatever he wants. When he thinks of this, he happily hums a song: "What you can't get is always in turmoil, and what you are favored is always in turmoil." Be confident..."

"It sounds bad! It sounds bad! It sounds bad!" The inseparable parrot will always prevent a disaster in time.

Dr. Jia's only dissatisfaction is that Chen Ying is a dull-headed person who does things in a roundabout way and is inefficient.

For example, Dr. Jia suddenly wanted to borrow some of Chen Ying's active energy. He could collect it in person, but Chen Ying said that he had to ask his superiors for instructions first and could not report over the phone. He had to apply for approval in person.

Then he had to wait at least two or three hours before Chen Ying reappeared and handed him the Wujin battery containing active energy.

Apart from this, everything else is fine. The people guarding Dr. Jia are very quiet and never actively bother him.

……

The eighth day of the first lunar month, evening.

Hong Xiaoxiao and Tiangu, who had been lurking against the enemy on the front line, quickly returned to the Xia Shui stronghold by relying on [Flying] and [Stealth].

The two learned from each other, each carrying a large-capacity mountaineering bag, which was full of teammates' clothes and daily garbage. A group of people lurked in the wilderness, and their lives were extremely inconvenient.

Tiangu and Hong Xiaoxiao disposed of the packed domestic garbage, handed a change of clothes to Gao Xinxin and Jingshu, loaded up new supplies, and returned to the front line.

This time the mission organization sent out most of the elites, leaving only Gao Xinxin, Gregor, Zhang Wei, Jingshu, Meng Yang, Wang Weizhen, Zhuque, and Zhong He in the Xia Shui stronghold.

Gregor definitely won't go. He can't stand the pain. It would be better to kill him if he stays in the wild for 24 hours and suffers from the cold. Moreover, he has been so inspired recently that he is coding like crazy.

Zhang Wei didn't go because it was useless. He didn't plan to have a direct conflict with Qilin this time, so he stayed at home and tried to brainwash the "vegetative" Suzaku every day to see if he could help her recover - this was also proposed by Gao Yang Idea, but unfortunately it has no effect.

Jingshu stayed with Gao Xinxin to take care of Zhuque and the two children, and was responsible for logistics work.

Zhong Hyuk is now an absolute T1 fighter and must go to the front line in principle, but he stayed at home.

Because after the battle of Qingyang Bridge, he was completely disabled.

At the beginning, everyone thought that the horse would be the hardest person to cheer up, but they did not expect that after the horse inherited [Jumping] and was equipped with cybernetic calves, he successfully got over the trauma after the war, and his whole person became completely new.

On the contrary, Zhong Hyuk, who is usually carefree and fearless, is still sinking in the swamp of pain.

Hong Xiaoxiao quickly finished what she was doing. While Tengu was still packing her hiking bag, she bought herself 2 minutes and quickly walked to Zhong He's bedroom.

Hong Xiaoxiao pushed the door gently, and a strong smell of alcohol immediately emerged from the crack in the door, which made Hong Xiaoxiao almost cough.

The light penetrated the crack of the door, cut through the turbid darkness, and just illuminated Zhong Hyuk who was slumped in the corner.

His clothes were messy, his hair was greasy, and his face was covered with stubble. He looked like he hadn't showered in an unknown number of days, and he was surrounded by empty wine bottles.

In Gregor's words, this guy drank all his month's worth of stock in a week, and he was just like a wine barrel.Douhu, Gao Yang, Jiuhan, Gao Xinxin, Zhang Wei, Hengmu, many people tried to persuade him, but it didn't work at all.

Zhong Hyuk didn't show any obvious resistance. He always responded with "ok", "um" and "oh", but as soon as he turned his back, he was already drunk and fell asleep.

Yesterday, there was not a drop of wine in the house, so Zhong He didn't care and continued to sleep in his room. Now he is just a ball of "mud" and no one can hold him up to the wall.

Hong Xiaoxiao felt heartache. She stood at the door, and the courage she finally mustered up suddenly dissipated.

This hesitation left only 1 minute.

"boom!"

Hong Xiaoxiao kicked open the door and turned on the light.

"what……"

Zhong He stretched out his hand to block the bright light. His face was pale and swollen, and his voice was weak.

"Zhong He!" Hong Xiaoxiao strode over and forcefully pulled Zhong He up: "Get up!"

"Oh……"

Zhong Hyuk stood up unsteadily, and within two seconds he stumbled down. He sat down on a chair, his body was like a puddle of water, and he was about to slide to the ground again.

"Snapped!"

Hong Xiaoxiao slapped Zhong He on the face and yelled: "Be serious! Look at what you look like now! Do you still look like a human being!"

Zhong He was slapped and his head tilted, and there was a trace of confusion in his dull eyes.

"Huang Dihou, Huang Furong risked her life to save you, not to make you like this!" Hong Xiaoxiao blushed, anxious and angry: "You are like this now, who can you deserve!"

Zhong He lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then sneered in a self-defeating manner: "They shouldn't have saved me. People like me are not worth it at all..."

"Zhong He! You have no right to say such things!" Hong Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red: "What did you tell me before? You said that everyone is unique! You said that we are all the masters of our own destiny, not anyone else's Vassal! You also said not to let down the person who saved you, let alone yourself!"

"Have you forgotten all this? Or are you just using those words to deceive others? Answer me!" A drop of hot tears slipped from Hong Xiaoxiao's face.

Zhong Hyuk was stunned.

"Jong Hyuk! It doesn't matter if others look down on you! It doesn't matter if fate looks down on you! But you have to look down on yourself! Isn't this the meaning of our lives!"

Hong Xiaoxiao grabbed his collar and stuffed a black-haired clip into Zhong He's shirt pocket: "Let's go! Follow me to the front line! Don't be cowardly! You will die on the battlefield!"

Zhong He lowered his head slightly and looked at Hong Xiaoxiao, who was much shorter than him. The broken gaze in his eyes became a little bit more solid, and then flashed with a fiery light.

He suddenly put his arms around Hong Xiaoxiao's lower back, hugged her into his arms, held the back of her head with one hand, and kissed her roughly.

After a brief panic, Hong Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, held Zhong He's face in her hands, and gave him a more enthusiastic response.

The two people's lips and teeth were intertwined, and their breaths were intertwined.

(End of this chapter)