Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 110 The Last Supper
Standing in front of the mirror, Xia Feng looked like a petrified statue.

He is bald.

Really bald.

And it's bright and reflective.

This is probably the biggest blow he has suffered in history since he traveled to the world of Terra.

To be honest, he can accept being flustered by emergencies, and even gritted his teeth to accept the desperate thing of becoming an infected person, because he is Huoyu Xiafeng, who came with a mission and obeyed the call Traveler, no difficulty can knock him down.

However, there was one thing he couldn't accept.

That is to be ugly.

He can accept anyone who questions him.

Stupid, iron-headed, sand sculpture, it's okay to even say that he is brain-dead, but he can't accept others calling him bald.

This is the principle.

From childhood to adulthood, Xia Feng's academic performance was neither good nor bad, and he basically had no hobbies or specialties. The only thing that made him more confident was his handsome appearance.

When he was alone at home, he often put on a bed sheet, gently covered his left eye with his hand in front of the mirror, and said in a deep tone.

[My name is ZERO, the one who destroys the world and then creates it. 】

Every time he said this line, he felt that he was very handsome in the mirror, very much like Lu Luxiu.

However, although the person in the mirror is still handsome, he is no longer Lu Luxiu, but Lu Lubald.

Nima, why!
Xia Feng put down his cup and rushed out from the bathroom.

No, this matter is too serious, he must go to Hemer immediately to ask for clarification.

30 minute later.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

In the laboratory, Charmander has covered his stomach and laughed under the table.

Xia Feng sat on the chair with his mouth pursed, because of his shame, his whole head was like an angry dragon fruit.

Seeing Ifrit laughing more and more, he could only growl with a blushing face.

"Laugh, laugh ass!"

"LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL."

Charmander covered his stomach and rolled all over the floor laughing.

Xia Feng didn't want to talk to her anymore, he turned his head and pointed at his smooth head and questioned Hemo.

"Hemer, I need a reasonable explanation."

Hemer, who was sitting opposite, lightly adjusted his glasses.

"Xia Feng, your situation should be normal."

"normal phenomenon?"

"Well, because of the expansion of that force in your body, the growth and degeneration of hair can no longer maintain a dynamic balance, and rapid shedding or rapid growth may occur."

Xia Feng was dubious.

"Are you sure the hair will grow back?"

"Ahem, probably."

"Snapped!"

While speaking, Little Charmander suddenly slapped Xia Feng's bald head from behind, making a crisp sound.

Xia Feng turned his head angrily.

"Damn, get out!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha, big light bulb!"

Xia Feng grabbed it back, but Little Charmander had already turned and ran away, leaving only a burst of laughter that was about to die.

The head was slapped, and soon, a red palm print gradually emerged on the scalp.

Xia Feng turned around and looked at Hemo like an angry winter melon.

"Hemer, tell me about how long it will last."

"puff."

Xia Feng's words stopped, he frowned and asked uncertainly.

"Hemer, you just laughed."

"No."

"you laughed."

"No."

"You absolutely laughed."

"No, poof."

Xia Feng slapped the table and stood up angrily from the chair.

"Fuck, you're obviously laughing at me, but you haven't stopped."

Hemer coughed lightly, and his expression returned to seriousness.

"Okay, okay, you go back first, you shouldn't be concerned about this matter now, you have to prepare well, in two days, the critical value will be reached, and now I still don't know how to suppress it The growth of this kind of power, so please prepare yourself for the worst."

"Of course I know that."

Xia Feng stood up from the chair sullenly, and left the laboratory with a bald head.

On the way back to the room, Xia Feng always felt that the passing staff were looking at him strangely, and automatically made up the appearance of them whispering.

No wonder Ifit is so disgusted by people staring at her.

At this moment, Xia Feng saw a familiar figure approaching from the opposite side.

With a glass of juice in his hand, Guigui walked over from the opposite side humming a little tune, with a happy smile on his face.

Then, she saw Xia Feng.

"Snapped!"

Juice fell to the floor.

Turtle's smile froze on his face.

"Turtle!"

Xia Fenggang stretched out his hand, wanting to explain to her that he will not always be bald.

I saw Guigui turned around stiffly, and then ran away without looking back. Before turning around, Xia Feng clearly saw it from her face, disgusted.

How can it be repaired!

Xia Feng no longer wanted to be ashamed and conspicuous outside, and when he returned to the room, he wrapped the red scarf brought from the original world around his head, turning himself into an Indian Ah San.

After calming down, he sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath.

Hemer was right, he had no time to care about these things now.

Xia Feng didn't tell Guigui about the critical body value, because he didn't want her to worry.

Just like Wei Na is afraid that her companion will become an infected person, this feeling of being unable to help will cause a deep sense of powerlessness in those close to her, and it must be very hard for Turtle to know.

Including Yuan Shan, no one really understands the power of black and white twins.

He is like a player in the closed beta, who needs to use his own hands to explore the rules of this power.

Xia Feng didn't know what would happen two days later, he might die, there might be a turnaround, or other things might happen, he didn't know.

evening.

Ina came to his room.

Standing behind the door, Aina looked at his Indian assan-like appearance and asked a little puzzled.

"What's wrong with your head? Why are you doing such a weird thing?"

Xia Feng sighed.

"Hey, Sister Na, don't worry about it, it's even weirder if you don't cover it up."

"Ok."

Xia Feng sat up from the bed.

"Sister Na, what's the matter with you? By the way, where is my dinner?"

Aina gave him a friendly smile. If Xia Feng read it right, there seemed to be a trace of sympathy in Aina's smile, reluctance, pity?

"Is there anything you want to eat, as long as it is something I know, I will find a way to get it for you."

"I"

"Do you like chicken? I'll cook a chicken for you?"

Xia Feng felt weird.

How does this feeling feel like the feeling of a death row prisoner before he is about to go to the execution ground?
This is, the last supper?

Xia Feng immediately shook his head in embarrassment.

"I don't have anything to eat, you just prepare as usual."

"Oh."

Aina lowered her head, and continued speaking with some disappointment.

"Actually, I've been with you for so long, and I feel that you are quite a nice person. By the way, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

"No."

"Then do you have anything to explain?"

Xia Feng stood up from the bed expressionlessly, pushed Aina's back and pushed her to the door.

"Okay, don't talk anymore, go and prepare dinner quickly."

"But."

"boom!"

The door was slammed shut by Xia Feng.

Meow, he wasn't very nervous at first, but this time he was really doomed by Aina, bah bah bah bah, this is too unlucky.

(End of this chapter)