A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

But now he felt that these clothes were as useless as being naked in front of the surrounding cold.

This is really unfriendly to a person who has no sense of pain. He cannot directly sense whether he has frostbite. All he can do is guess based on the feedback of the Origin Stone skills on his body.

Where are we, the North Pole or the South Pole?Will there be polar bears?There won't be any ice-cursed dragons or anything like that...

He was thinking wildly and looked around, looking for the person who needed help this time, and the surrounding environment gradually came into view.

The polar bear didn't see it, but he saw an "Arctic Hare" leaning against the wall, staring at him silently.

She had long gray hair, bunny ears that drooped due to poor condition, and a scar across her nose on her pretty face. But instead of making her ugly, the scar made her look heroic.

The half-open eyes and panting appearance can directly tell that the other party's condition is not very good. Whether it is a mark or a link, it shows that the other party needs his help.

But, so strange...

There was a mixture of emotions in the eyes of the other party looking at him, which was different from anyone he had helped before. There was even an indescribable trace of relief in it, which he found difficult to understand.

"Hello, do you need help?"

With the lessons learned from the previous times, he did not approach rashly, but stood still and asked the other party.

"..."

But when faced with his inquiry, the other person froze as if he didn't understand what he was saying, and even his breathing slowed down by half a beat.

"I can help you, but I need to get close to you first, okay? I won't hurt you."

Probably because he felt that the other party didn't hear what he said clearly, he said it again.

This time, the other party probably understood. The previous relief on the other party not only disappeared, but instead opened his eyes wide as if he heard something unbelievable.

But in the end, she nodded dumbly and accepted Yabu's help.

The so-called treatment can actually be completed very quickly, but it still took a while, because for some reason, when Yabu was treating her, she always lowered her head and clutched one of Yabu's hands tightly. As a result, Yabu could only use his other free hand to cut the contact.

"sorry Sorry sorry......"

She seemed to only know this one word. Even after the treatment, the other party still held Yabu's hand tightly and apologized constantly.

Yabu sat next to her, waiting for the pendant to be sent back to him, while watching the other person's constant apology.

Like a child who realizes that he has made a big mistake, he keeps mumbling his irreparable regrets.

But why do you say sorry?

Yabu lowered his head and glanced at his hand that was clenched by the other party. It was a little pale. If he looked closely, he could see that it seemed to be changing to blue-purple. This should be caused by frostbite.

Is this why you apologize?

The surrounding environment is extremely cold, which seems to be caused by the other person's body emitting cold air like a refrigerator.

Are you apologizing for frostbite?

"It's okay, I'm warm."

He hugged the other person gently, sharing the few warmth in his body.

The white rabbit seemed to be frightened, and his whole body trembled violently, but feeling the warmth, he gradually calmed down.

But she still kept apologizing, even hoarse than before, until she gradually fell asleep due to physical exhaustion.

But, it's so cold...

The other party was like a soft ice cube, greedily and endlessly absorbing the heat from his body.

But gradually, I don't know if it has become extremely cold. Yabu even felt a little warm on his body.

After that, what happened after that...

"...Za Bu?"

Oh, right......

He met the Doctor who was followed by several people.

The other party was still wearing the canned suit, and his whole body was wrapped tightly, and his expression could not be seen.

But the voice seemed to be trembling, as if he was excited, but also as if he was scared because he thought of something.

"PhD......"

Unfortunately, the repatriation of the pendant is imminent.

Yabu had no choice but to take out the carefully prepared button from his pocket as quickly as possible, put it into the doctor's hand, and gave hurried instructions.

"It's okay, don't be sad, doctor, this is the third time I've seen you, I..."

But before he could finish his words, he was sent back by deportation.

It seemed like that was all he said... Hey, was that all he said at that time?

Why does my surroundings feel so slow and stuck, as if the film has reached the end and I can no longer move forward? Why does my brain feel so messed up, and why does my body feel like it's being pushed by someone?

"桠布!"

"!"

The loud call made Yabu snap out of his dream. He opened his eyes suddenly and tried to look around quickly so that he could get the surrounding information as quickly as possible to figure out what was going on.

But the body that wanted to twist met with resistance. The body got the result first of its own eyesight. It seemed that someone was holding it.

"...Dorothy?" She didn't know if she had a stiff neck or not, but Yabu felt some pain in his neck.

How did you get on the sofa? Wasn't it in a glass jar before?You haven’t opened Civilization VI either. Why is it already dawn?

What's the situation now?

Having just woken up and not sleeping very well, Yabu's brain was still restarting, thinking wildly while receiving the surrounding information in a chaotic manner.

"Zhaobu? That's great... You finally woke up. If you hadn't woken up, I might have to take you to the operating table..."

No, don't worry about whether you wake up or not, so what is the situation now?

Besides, why do you have to be sent to the operating table after just sleeping?Is sleeping in this place such a serious symptom?

and......

"Um...can you let me go first, Dorothy?"

Yabu could feel that he was wrapped in a blanket.

But beyond the blanket, there was also a layer of Dorothy wrapped around her.

She didn't know what she was thinking. She was probably afraid that the blanket wrapped around Yabu would not warm up quickly enough. After letting Yabu rest his head on her shoulder, Dorothy felt as if she was hugging a doll. Hug Yabu tightly.

This closeness, which was almost skin-to-skin contact, made Yabu feel a little stiff all over his body. He didn't dare to move, fearing that he would touch something he shouldn't touch if he moved around.

"Ah! Well, I'm sorry, I, I'll let go in a moment..." Dorothy apologized, but her hands hugging Yabu tightened further.

"...Isn't it time to say let go immediately?"

"But aren't you cold? I see you've been shivering."

"That was my dream... If you don't believe me, touch me, I'm really not cold anymore."

She didn't know whether the blanket was better or whether Dorothy's race caused her body temperature to be higher. Yabu felt like she was wrapped in a quilt and then held by a heater.

"sorry......"

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*The fifth transmission did not take too long, so Yabu immediately started the sixth transmission.

*There are still six days until Dr. Yabu expects to go home.

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Chapter 124 Do you think Terra Superman is just joking with you?

Seeing that even after she said this, Dorothy still acted as if she felt cold to Yabu and refused to let go of her hands. Yabu had no choice but to try to hold the hands that were holding her while not hurting the other person as much as possible. Push away.

But unfortunately, he wanted to be a little too smart.

This move of trying not to hurt the other party is completely unnecessary. Even if it is a woman like Dorothy who feels as soft as a hot water bottle when held in her arms, the other party is a numerical monster like Terra Superman. In terms of strength, the weak Ya The cloth is also completely crushed.

Even if Yabu increased his strength after trying unsuccessfully, in Dorothy's eyes, it was still as light as if he was just playing around.

"...?" Dorothy looked at Yabu who was being held by her in astonishment, feeling the strength of the other party's seemingly struggling, and felt a little distracted for a moment.

...What is Yabu doing?Are you trying to push your hand away?

'Wait, wait... Is this already too much force for Yabu? !Isn’t this really an act? '

Although she had heard from Ceria before that Yabu's body was very fragile, and Dorothy had somewhat expected Yabu's physical fitness, this completely unexpected bullying still made Dorothy feel... Somewhat difficult to understand.

Dorothy didn't know how to speak and looked at Yabu who was constantly trying to increase his strength to push away her embrace. Those so-called struggles made almost no difference to her, and there were only two things she could think of. Words can express.

so weak...

Even because of Yabu's constant attempts, Dorothy experienced a strange sense of satisfaction that completely suppressed and controlled Yabu. Moreover, when she thought that the person in front of her was the person who corrected her problems like a mother yesterday, this feeling was difficult to contain. Because of this strange contrast, the feeling burned even more intensely in my heart.

It was as if after seeing something cute, Dorothy would have an abnormal desire to attack in her heart to neutralize this overly strong emotion. Seeing that she was struggling but unable to get rid of her own bondage, Dorothy was thinking extremely abnormally at this moment. Try to tighten your hands harder and see what kind of look he will show in front of you.

...If I hug you harder, how will he react?

"Woo?" Although Yabu felt no pain, the sudden squeezing sensation still made him scream with restraint.

"Ah! Sorry, I...I'm sorry..."

In order to prevent her mind from continuing to go abnormal, Dorothy quickly let go of her hands. Even in order to prevent herself from being unable to bear it, she stood up and sat on the single sofa diagonally opposite Yabu, separated from Yabu. a table.

"call--"

Having regained his freedom, Yabu slightly opened the three blankets wrapped around him because of the other party's excessive concern, freed himself from the pressure of survival, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Maybe it was because the blanket was wrapped too tightly, and Dorothy's hug was too tight. Yabu had an inexplicable feeling like he was dreaming of being under the doctor's desk without seeing the light of day, that kind of oppressive feeling of being slowly swallowed and digested, almost... He was treated for PTSD.

Fortunately, Dorothy is not the future Doctor...

"So, why is it like this?" Lifting the blanket suddenly made him feel a little cold. While asking Dorothy, Yabu slowly wrapped another one around his body.

"...Because when I saw you, you were trembling all over. You couldn't wake up no matter how you screamed. You were sleeping very deeply."

And he was still talking in his sleep, and it looked like his whole body was frozen and confused...

Of course, Dorothy would not say anything about talking in her sleep, so as not to embarrass Yabu.

The current situation is actually not too complicated to explain.

After Dorothy returned to her resting room with various emotions, she sat on her bed. She actually wanted to calm down and go find Yabu. It was not that she was giving Yabu out of anger. Put him in a glass jar and ignore him.

But for a long time, she was often overworked for various reasons, and she relied on stimulating drugs. Moreover, the chaotic emotions at that time caused Dorothy's brain to constantly think about problems in order to calm down, leading to excessive consumption. She just sat there and calmed down. Calm down and fall asleep calmly.

There were no drugs to interfere with sleep, no messy things accumulating in her mind, and she even got some answers to her long-standing questions from Yabu. Her brain was completely clean as it had never been before, making Dorothy sleep well. The quality is surprisingly high.

After a peaceful and dreamless sleep, I woke up naturally, without any confusion caused by waking up from sleep. Instead, I felt awake as I had never felt before.

Then, she immediately rolled up from the bed, because her sober mind immediately thought that someone who was temporarily forgotten because her brain urged her to sleep was still in the glass jar.

When she rushed to the glass cover, what she saw was Yabu who had huddled up and leaned against the bottom of the glass cover and fell into a deep sleep. The sleeping place that could not keep the temperature at all made him tremble like an electric shock from time to time.

"...Za Bu?"

"I'm fine, I...I'm fine..."

Doctor, I'm fine.

Dorothy couldn't understand what the doctor was in the other person's mechanical answer, but looking at the other person's wilted look and thinking that it was her own fault, everything in her mind seemed to be shut down. All the irrelevant thoughts dimmed on the spot.

And when she came back to her senses... Yabu looked like she was now, wrapped in several layers of blankets.

"I'm sorry, Yabu..."

"It's okay, Dorothy, you are just too tired. You should pay attention to rest. Rest is very important for scientific researchers. You should give yourself some time to make mistakes." Yabu pulled the blanket on his body, obviously he was sweating a little. But he still felt a little chilly in his body, "And...I'm sorry about yesterday."

"Huh? Why?" Dorothy didn't understand why Yabu wanted to apologize to herself. She also thought that she should apologize first.

After all, after thinking about it for a whole night, although it was difficult to accept that what she was doing was wrong, she began to understand some of Zhuo Bu's thoughts.

"Dorothy should have had her own considerations, so she chose to do that. I only saw Dorothy's actions at the time, but I didn't fully understand the situation and thoughts Dorothy was facing. This is my problem... ..."

For Yabu, there is nothing to hide. Since he realizes that he has made mistakes, he should admit his mistakes, remember this mistake in the future and work hard to improve.

"So I thought maybe what I said was wrong. If I could, I tried to make up for the damage done to Dorothy by what I said yesterday..."

Since the other party is so persistent, and with his knowledge, he can't think of any other way, he can't give him any useful suggestions...