Apocalyptic life from scratch

Chapter 606 The Escape Plan

"If it's just fog, there's no way..."

Just when Kong Zhe was distressed, Suzanne suddenly said this.

"How to say?"

"This mist is actually the breath that the nightmare-eating tapir exhales when it rests on the seabed. I can't help you with anything else, but I can help you find the place where it is used to breathe." Susanna explained.

"so……"

Kong Zhe pondered for a while, and a vague plan gradually took shape in his mind. Although it was somewhat difficult, it was not impossible to complete.

The most important thing is that he has too few helpers. Now that Su Meiqin is trapped, it is impossible to count on those people on the island to help. It would be good not to stop him. As for Anna... emmm, there is no way to count on it.It can be said that the only helper he has now is Lan.

Thinking of Lan's situation, Kong Zhe hurriedly left the room, continued to climb all the way from the back wall, and soon reached Lan's room.

"Lan... eh?"

Kong Zhe thought that Lan would wait for him in the room, but when he came in, she had already fallen asleep.And, judging by the bubbling bubbles above her head, she ate the fruit in the end.

Kong Zhe couldn't help rubbing his forehead, feeling a little swollen in his head.He had communicated with Lan with lip language before, and he had already told her not to eat this food anymore.

Could it be that Lan didn't understand, or...

Kong Zhe could only sit down and wait helplessly.

This waited until the early hours of the morning.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, I..."

After Lan woke up, seeing Kong Zhe at the side, she immediately had an apologetic expression on her face.Of course she understood the meaning of Kong Zhe last night, but it was really hard for her to restrain herself from eating the fruit.

Lan also persisted for a while at first, but in the end she couldn't resist the temptation, swallowed the fruit and fell asleep.

Looking at Kong Zhe's current appearance, she knew that there was probably something important to do last night, but she had to postpone it because of her own reasons, which made her feel very guilty.

"No need to apologize..."

Kong Zhe sighed, shook his head and said, seeing Lan's flushed face, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Lan, maybe even you..."

Kong Zhe originally had great confidence in Lan. After all, she used to be a celestial-human strongman, and at the same time, she was from an assassination army. She is also an expert in using poison. Come on, he somewhat underestimated the power of this hallucinogenic drug.

"Your Highness!"

Lan suddenly made a sound, interrupting Kong Zhe's words.Then immediately lowered his head: "Please... please give me some more time, tomorrow night... no, I will definitely solve my problem tonight..."

Kong Zhe looked at Lan quietly. He didn't know if Lan had found the life he really wanted to live in the dream world. In reality, Lan was always tied to him because of her status as a maid, and she always gave without complaint. He did a lot of things, but he couldn't give her anything, and he didn't even know what the life she wanted most.

If possible, he hoped that Lan could stay in the dream and enjoy his life.But the truth is that dreams come true without a price, and one of the heaviest costs is vitality.So Kong Zhe had to pull Lan out of this vortex.

Seeing her sad face, Kong Zhe sighed, and couldn't bear to say anything more, but simply said one word: "Okay."

He couldn't say comforting words such as 'take it easy' or 'don't push yourself too hard', because the reality is very urgent, not only the threat of the nightmare-eating tapir waking up, but also the fact that in the dream time, the life force is at any time. He might die, but if he just watched Lan disappear, he would really regret it.

……

Inside the quaint cottage, there is a faint scent of herbal leaves.Amidst the chirping birdsong outside the window, Lan's eyelashes moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

As far as the eye can see, it is the familiar red sandalwood bed top that can no longer be familiar.

Lan got up from the bed and looked around the room.The layout of this room is terribly simple, without any magnificent furniture, and even girls' accessories are rarely seen.

But Lan feels that this is undoubtedly the most reassuring environment for her, because this is the house she lived in for nearly 500 years in her previous life.

"It's really... too real..."

That's why it's hard to give up.

Lan sighed softly, got up, walked to the table, sat down, and began to dress in front of the mirror.

What appeared in the mirror was a beautiful face. Even though the looks of men and women of the blood race would naturally tend to be perfect, Lan's appearance was still the most outstanding among them.

However, only the left half of this face is revealed, and the other half is covered by a thin butterfly mask.This kind of cover-up didn't make her appearance lose its color, but added some mystery.

Lan stared at the face in the mirror in a daze, and couldn't help reaching out and touching the smooth half of the cheek. It really wasn't an illusion, there was indeed no scar on the face.

Lan had dreamed countless times of seeing her real face under the scars. However, when she really saw her original appearance, she found that her mood was not as exciting as she imagined. When she saw her envious face, Lan's reaction was as flat as water, she just smiled and then looked away.

After dressing up, Lan walked out of the house. In front of her was a small garden-like courtyard with colorful flowers swaying in the wind, dotted with fluorescent flower elves. While taking care of the growth of the flowers and plants, they also absorbed nutrients from them to maintain themselves.

But other than that, the decoration in the small courtyard is almost as simple as her room. There are no guards standing guard at the door, and there are no maids busy taking care of the courtyard. It is hard to imagine such a simple place. It will be the residence of His Highness the Blood Prince.

Lan Lian walked lightly and walked into the yard. Everything around her was so familiar. This was the place where she and His Highness grew up together.Every plant and every tree here carries many memories...although most of them are trivial things.

Under the big tree on the west side of the yard, there is a human-shaped wooden stake. This is the place where His Highness used to practice swords. When he was a child, His Highness would swing the wooden sword at it hundreds of times every day. The stakes, made of the strongest material in wood, are already covered with scars.

Lan stretched out his hand to caress the stake, his eyes full of nostalgia.

She once imagined what her real dream is, and the answers are various, the most likely is that like most people, she wants beauty, money or great strength.After all, this is human nature, and people will always pursue these things subconsciously throughout their lives.

However, only when she really entered her dream with the help of external objects and opened her subconscious, did she realize that what she wanted most was to return to that simple and warm day.

Therefore, the dream brought her here, which could touch the softest part of her heart.

"What, is there something on your mind?"

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, and Lan froze immediately.

Turning around, another owner of the yard, His Royal Highness the Prince of the Blood Race, was standing in front of her, looking at her worriedly.

"If you have anything, you can tell me."

The prince stepped forward and took Lan's hand, and said softly.

This action made Lan's heart skip a beat, especially when she raised her head to meet a pair of affectionate eyes, it made her cheeks blush even more.And at this moment, there were no scars on her face to cover her, and her flushed face had to be completely exposed to others.

Even so, Lan still didn't avoid it, but leaned gently on it.

This was her dream, she couldn't deny it, this was what she most wanted to happen.

The warm chest gave her a great sense of peace of mind, Lan closed her eyes, and her clamoring mood gradually calmed down.

The two stood there quietly for a long time, Lan finally opened her eyes, sighed slightly, and moved away from this warm place.

Today, she came to say goodbye.

"I'm sorry... Your Highness, starting today, I, I have to leave..."

Lan was talking intermittently, when a childish voice suddenly interrupted her from the side.

"Mother!"

A three or four-year-old little blood race girl with braids in shofars ran over happily, her rosy face was carved with jade, and she was very cute.

Holding a red paper crane in both hands, she jumped over the prince and rushed to Lan's side, panting for breath, while excitedly lifting the paper crane high.

"Look, look, this is the paper crane I made for you!"

"Wait for me, sister..."

Behind her, there was a younger boy who stumbled a bit as he walked, struggling to catch up with the girl.

After running halfway, I heard the girl's words, and immediately cried out aggrieved: "Obviously we did it together, why did you do it alone?"

The girl turned her head when she heard the words, her small mouth puffed up: "What's more, you are just doing a disservice, of course I did it alone."

"Yes, but that painting was drawn by me!"

Seeing the little boy's aggrieved face, as if he was about to cry, the girl's heart softened, and she changed her mind and said, "Okay, then you can count it as a half-success."

"Half finished?"

The little boy was overjoyed, thinking that his sister had directly counted half of his credit, so he burst into a smile, ran over unsteadily and hugged Lan's other leg, raised his head and said expectantly: "Look, mother, this is For the homework assigned by our teacher today, draw what you most expect."

Some conspicuous graffiti can be seen on the surface of the paper crane. Lan subconsciously opened the paper crane and looked at it. It was indeed a stick figure inside. The four of them are holding hands.

"I hope our family can stay away from diseases and live together forever!"

Looking at the graffiti in front of her, Lan felt her heart was deeply touched, and her eyes instantly became moist.

(End of this chapter)