Wen Qian answered the phone and said unhappily: "If you dare to speak out again this time, you'll be dead!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard two muffled coughs from the other end, and then Mo Han's voice came.

"Do you really not want to go to Xicheng?"

Wen Qian frowned slightly, because his voice did sound a little sick, low and a little hoarse.

Really sick? There's no reason.

Wen Qian and Wen Rang looked at each other and replied: "No, I heard them say on the radio that people from other bases should also go there. I have so many enemies. If I meet them, I will fight and blow up their houses. It's not good."

"We will go upstairs and will not meet people from other bases."

Wen Qian: "Can it be like this?"

"Well, they arranged a separate room. I want to take you there not for the crystal core, but because I know you don't need it."

Wen Qian: "Then why go? Eat?"

Mo Han: "..."

He wanted to say that I know you don't lack food, I just want to find a reason to meet you.

But he also guessed that the phone must be on the loudspeaker, and Wen Rang was standing next to him. If he dared to say these things, Wen Rang, the troublesome dog, would immediately snatch the phone away.

So Mo Han found another excuse.

"Last time, the West City Base sent me two invitations to their arena, but you didn't agree. This time they contacted me and said there would be such a show again, so I asked you again, do you want to go."

Mo Han's warm and deep voice came from the receiver, making Wen Qian fall into deep thought.

Invitation letter, arena, when did he tell her these?

She thought about it seriously, and then remembered.

It should be the time when he called her to ask her out, and she decisively refused, right?

But he didn't mention these details that time, just said he would take her to a place.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be said in advance, and then ask her if she is free and if she wants to go?

Wen Qian was a little disgusted and asked, "What's so good about the arena?"

"People and mutant beasts, what do you think? If you like them, you can buy them."

Wen Qian: "..."

This group of damn perverts really know how to entertain themselves.

Mo Han thought for a while and said, "I've been out recently and just came back today. So I don't know if the rules are still the same over there. Let's go and have a look?"

"Okay, then I'll go to the West City base to find you next Tuesday."

"If you come to my place, they will send a helicopter to pick you up, so you don't have to run into people from other bases. In fact, they can also go to pick you up, but you may not want to expose the location of the base to others so quickly."

He thought it through. The location of Wen Qian's base is indeed excellent, because it is originally a residential building, and it is located halfway up the mountain, so it doesn't show off.

If the wall of the base is not a little high and thick, even if you drive past the gate of the base, you will ignore it.

Wen Qian: "Okay, I'll be there at 7am on Tuesday. Is that time okay?"

"Yes."

"Bye."

Wen Qian hung up the phone and looked at Wen Rang. The two discussed in a low voice.

Wen Qian: "Is this guy really sick or faking it? He doesn't sound like he's pretending."

Wen Rang: "Men can't be trusted. With his physique, he can kill a cow with one punch. What kind of illness can he have?"

Wen Qian couldn't imagine Mo Han being so weak, so he shrugged and went out to continue making dumplings.

Mo Han put down the phone, picked up the water cup next to him and drank a sip of water.

Ye Xinghua looked at him, very worried.

He didn't know why Mo Han got sick out of nowhere. Anyway, he wasn't in a good state after coming back from outside that day.

How serious is it to get sick in the end times? Ye Xinghua was so scared that he wanted to find a doctor immediately, but Mo Han said it was okay and he would be fine in a few days.

As the days went by, he did seem to be getting stronger day by day, but Ye Xinghua was still worried, so he suggested.

"Commander, how about I accompany Wen Qian and the others to the West City Base! Isn't it just to watch the arena and then come back? You won't meet people from other bases, and there won't be any conflicts. You can have a good rest in the base!"

Mo Han leaned back in his chair, looking at him dimly.

Ye Xinghua suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he subconsciously turned his head to look back, but there was nothing.

Mo Han saw his action and reminded him.

"Next time you feel cold behind you, don't look back."

"Ah? Why?" Ye Xinghua was puzzled.

"Because if there is a ghost, it will directly take you away with its face."

Mo Han's voice was cold and cold, which frightened Ye Xinghua.

He has always been a firm materialist and does not believe in ghosts and gods. But now even zombies who have resurrected from the dead and various superpowers have appeared, and his firm heart has gradually begun to waver.

Mo Han saw that he was afraid, and his mood improved a little.

"Go back, remember to be careful behind you."

Ye Xinghua: "...Thank you for reminding me, sir."

Ye Xinghua left the room, and for some reason, he always felt a chill on his back.

He wanted to look back, but suddenly remembered Mo Han's words "I'll take you away by my face", and immediately forced himself to look forward and ran away faster.

In the room, Mo Han sighed.

No one around him was smart.

Wen Rang reacted quickly, but unfortunately, he hadn't found the right camp yet.

He got up, turned off the desk lamp, and walked back to the dormitory. After a quick shower, he went upstairs and entered the study.

There was another lock on the study door, which was an iris lock with extremely high security.

He opened the door and went into the room, and only after closing the door did he feel completely relieved.

There was a safe in the study cabinet. When he opened the box, there was a small computer inside.

Mo Han walked over to take it out, opened it, and saw the familiar user name again when he logged in -

Wen Rang.

He stared at the two words and couldn't help cursing: "Stupid."

On the other side of the city, Xiaobai Base.

Wen Rang sneezed, startling Wen Qian.

"Are you sick too? I'll find you some cold medicine?"

"Nothing." Wen Rang sniffed and said unhappily, "Nothing, someone scolded me."

Wen Qian: "?"

Wen Rang thought about all the people he knew, and finally stubbornly locked on someone.

"It must be that idiot Mo Han."

Because she stopped him from pursuing Wen Qian, he held a grudge.

Wen Rang was determined not to let this man succeed. He sneered and went to find Gu Ran. The two decided to go out to get crystal cores tomorrow.

It doesn't matter if he can't compete with him in terms of innate combat power, he can choose to work hard the day after tomorrow.

As long as he eats enough crystal cores, he will always have a chance to surpass Mo Han.

Wen Rang was full of confidence, and Wen Qian shook her head helplessly.

Between Mo Han and Wen Rang, Wen Qian would definitely choose to stand on her brother's side. But for a moment, she suddenly felt that Mo Han was a little wronged?

She turned back to the house and entered the space.

Xiaobai was having fun with four dogs in the space, and he was even more noisy when he saw her coming.

Wen Qian added some food to their food bowls and mixed in some low-level crystal core potions.

Wen Qian felt that Xiaobai had definitely not evolved completely yet, and she was looking forward to seeing it grow to several hundred kilograms.

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