Stop In The Deep Sea

The food and wine are basically ready-made, except for one cold dish that you need to make yourself.

Chai Hao saw Wang Xin busy in the kitchen and couldn't help, so he simply settled on the sofa and started playing games.

"Come on, I've already given the signal. Will this jungler fight to the end..."

After playing for a while, a dialog box suddenly popped up in the middle of the screen - [Battery is less than 5%].

"Damn it, we're in the midst of a team battle..." Chai Hao quickly got up to charge the battery. It took him a long time to find it before he remembered that the charger seemed to have been left in the hospital.

"Brother, lend me your charger. Hurry, it's about to turn off." Chai Hao held up the phone, and the battery icon in the upper right corner was already bright red.

Wang Xin's hands were all stained with water and he was too lazy to wipe them off, so he turned sideways and said: "It's on the bedside table in my room on the second floor. Go get it yourself."

Chai Hao trotted all the way, taking three steps and two steps at a time to rush up the stairs.

Wang Xin looked at his panic and shook his head helplessly.

At this time, Wang Xin suddenly remembered something and took a breath of cold air.

"Stockings!"

Xiaoyue's stockings are also in the drawer together with the charger!

The night he taught Brother Scar a lesson, he came back from outside and wanted to throw away the stockings, but then he thought that he might use them again in the future, so he didn't throw them away.

If Chai Hao saw this, he would definitely misunderstand it.

Thinking of this, Wang Xin didn't care if there was any water on his hands, he casually wiped his clothes on his lapels three times and then... no, ten steps at a time and ran upstairs.

"Haozi, wait a minute, I'll help you get it..."

Although Wang Xin moved quickly, he still underestimated the importance Chai Hao attached to team battles.

When he reached the second floor, Chai Hao was already standing in front of the bedside table, holding the phone in his left hand and... the stockings in his right hand.

Chai Hao stared, his expression gradually changing from confusion to a smirk.

"Damn it, brother, you're moving too fast. I've only been away for a week, and you and Xiao Yue -" As he spoke, Chai Hao made a strange movement with his hands.

Wang Xin leaned against the door frame, covering his eyes with one hand, unable to bear to look directly: "If I said it wasn't what you thought, would you believe it?"

Chai Hao's expression became even more vulgar: "You don't want to say that you put stockings on your head and then went out to punish rape and eliminate evil while the night was dark and windy."

After hearing this, Wang Xin's face turned even darker.

It's over.

This guy stole my lines~

Taking other people's path leaves others with no way to go. Now I can't even explain it.

Wang Xin stopped talking, turned around and went downstairs to continue making cold dishes. If someone caught him and revealed his identity, it would only get darker and darker, so he simply didn't explain it.

Chai Hao stopped playing the game and kept chattering after him: "Brother, I understand, you ancient warriors call this dual cultivation..."

"Brother, do you know the legendary Fangzhongshu? Can you teach me the little brother..."

"Brother, please speak..."

Hearing that Chai Hao was getting more and more outrageous, Wang Xin really wanted to sew his mouth shut.

Soon, the cold dishes were mixed, and the two of them did not eat in the restaurant, but put the food and wine on the coffee table in the living room.

Wang Xin took off his apron and put it on the armrest of the sofa. He picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

At this time, the deep sea channel was playing on the TV.

[On May 11, Liu Xipei, vice president of the Base Management Association, came to Juye New District for inspection and hosted a symposium. Why did the vice president go to the new district at this time? What key points did he focus on during this trip and what important arrangements did he make? "Deep Sea Evening News" explains it for you. 】

Chai Hao opened a bottle of beer and handed it to Wang Xin: "What are Liu Xipei doing there? I remember that there don't seem to be many residents in Juye District. It is mainly the production base of speeding vans."

Wang Xin listened to the news, took the beer, and took a sip: "The Base Management Association has been a little strange these past two days. It seems to be very active and frequently appears in public."

"Well, I heard from people in the same ward in the hospital that the Mimicry Alliance seems to be doing the same thing recently, publicizing how much they have contributed to the base."

Wang Xin smiled and said nothing. He finally understood that the two parties were competing for the management rights of the base.

The Mimicry Alliance has been gaining momentum recently, and the base management association, which has always been unknown, can finally sit still.

If nothing else happens, other forces may rise recently to participate in this smokeless battlefield. After all, the deep-sea base is currently the only area on the planet without armed forces.

This is good, as it prevents one company from monopolizing the entire deep-sea base. As long as someone can compete with it, it is not bad news for ordinary people or ancient warriors.

"But what's interesting is that a few days ago, the headquarters of the Mimicry Alliance seemed to have been taken over by an ancient warrior, and Cheng Ye, one of the twelve lords, was also crippled. Brother, do you know about this?" Chai Hao He spit out the fish bone and wiped his mouth.

"I heard a little bit, but I'm not sure about the details..." Wang Xin didn't dare to tell the truth. He was a little doubtful about whether this kid's words were reliable.

"This person's cultivation level is very high. Being able to defeat Cheng Ye means that he is at least the Flame Realm level. Logically speaking, such a powerful person should be famous in the ancient martial arts circle. How could you not know that?"

In the past few days since he was hospitalized, Cheng Ye has been in contact with mimics, so he now knows the news about mimics very well.

Wang Xin put the empty wine bottle aside and took out another one from the box: "I rarely pay attention to the ancient martial arts circle... Is this Cheng Ye you mentioned very powerful?"

Hearing Wang Xin's words, Chai Hao suddenly became interested and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows: "Cheng Ye is certainly great. He is the one who has awakened the 'Sequential Mimicry'."

"Sequential mimicry?" Wang Xin put down his chopsticks, turned around and asked, "What do you mean?"

"The sequence is the ranking of those super powerful mimics. Cheng Ye's mimic is [Aloof Nightmare], with a serial number of 48, and Quan Henan's mimic is [Fighting Angel], with a serial number of 42."

Wang Xin leaned gently on the sofa. This was the first time he heard the term "sequence mimicry": "So, the smaller the sequence number, the stronger the strength?"

Chai Hao thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No, a small number can only indicate a high level of mimicry, but the specific strength still depends on the match between personal talent and neurons."

After saying this, Wang Xin understood instantly.

For example, if a dying old man suddenly awakens to sequence mimicry, he will definitely not be able to defeat a lively basic mimicry.

In the final analysis, mimics are just adding elastic mithril to ordinary people. Whether they can exert the power of mimicry depends on the individual's own quality.