Fang Rong put away the towel and plastic bag, preparing to go out to find a stone. He had only taken two steps when the entire wooden stake suddenly swayed.

What happened?

Fang Rong lay on the ground and, through the analysis of the wooden stake, saw that the dog hadn't left yet. It must have failed to find food yesterday, so it had set its sights on him.

Bang!

The wooden stake hit a rock and tilted to one side. The dog then lifted it up, and Fang Rong's vision went black as he fell to the ground, breaking his arm as he fell downwards.

The distance was too close; he didn't have time to put on the mecha. His entire arm made a loud bang, and then he could no longer feel his arm.

They've gone too far.

His arm was supposed to be supporting him, but it couldn't hold up and was instead crushed by his body, breaking from his wrist to his shoulder.

The pain is unbearable!

Fang Rong put on the mecha suit, supported his severed arm with one hand, dragged himself to his feet, and ran away into the distance.

The stray dog ​​kept following, barking, running from one side to the other, getting closer and closer to the flying house.

Feitian seemed to have been awakened by it and came out of the tent.

"What's all the noise about?" Someone said. The dog didn't dare to approach and just watched cautiously from the edge. Only when it couldn't see an opportunity did it turn around and leave.

Fang Rong breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Fei Tian by parting the bushes.

He usually sees Fang Hua, so when he sees Fang Hua, he usually sees him too. Now that he's alone, Fei Tian probably didn't even think about it, so he didn't see him and just walked past him, almost stepping on him.

Fang Rong moved aside. He was in so much pain that sweat was pouring down his forehead, and he didn't have the strength to shout. He dragged himself into the tent and lay down on the ground.

With only one arm, he couldn't even climb onto the plank.

Feitian is back, still holding a washbasin. He took a little water from the bathroom. Water is precious these days, even drinking water is scarce, let alone washing your face. Basically, after washing your face, you take a shower, then wash your bottom, and finally wash your feet.

Yesterday, Fang Hua used his supernatural powers to make him a bucketful. He was very frugal; after washing his feet, he even used it to water the toilet.

Fang Rong raised his other unharmed arm and fired a shot into the air, which hit the opposite wall. Fei Tian was startled and then saw him.

"What are you doing here?" He lifted Fang Rong onto the wooden plank. "Where's Fang Hua?"

"Don't mention him." Fang Rong took off her mecha, her voice tinged with sadness. "Last night she left me alone in a tree, I almost died."

He couldn't feel his arm anymore, but thankfully he was still conscious and could command Feitian to get two boards to tie it up. He had no clothes on, and was only covered with a dried wet towel.

It was still covered in blood. When it fell, it hit the surrounding protrusions. Well, now it doesn't need to pretend anymore. It really died a heroic death.

The broken bones need to be set, there are no doctors here, and his identity can't be revealed to others. It's really troublesome.

Fang endured the pain, pressed on the broken part, and slammed his head against the ground. It didn't heal the first time, but it worked the second time.

He was shaking the whole time.

It hurts so much.

The most painful thing is having bones broken and flesh scraped off.

Feitian picked up two small pieces of wood from outside, shaved them flat with a knife, and tied them to him.

Fang Rong was thinking about other things and didn't feel much pain.

Fang Hua actually left him and didn't come back all night. Was he really angry?

Or did the joke go too far, and this guy is never coming back?

Did they go find someone else?

Fang Rong lay on the bed, trying her best not to press on the wound, but her mind was racing, and she kept having all sorts of wild thoughts.

You shouldn't make that kind of joke.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine, go do your thing." Feitian had adjusted her sleep schedule these past few days because of them.

He used to sleep during the day and work at night, but now, in order to learn boxing from him, he wakes up early every day, gets into a horse stance, and waits.

Are you really okay on your own?

Fang Rong forced a smile. "It's nothing, I just want to sleep for a while."

He could only nod in agreement.

"By the way, remember to call me if Fang Hua comes back."

"Um."

Fang Rong felt a little relieved and pulled down a towel to cover herself. The ice from yesterday had just melted, and some dampness was spreading on the ground, making the room stuffy and hot.

It's a bit damp.

He didn't care; he was terrified last night and cried all night, so how could he sleep well?

I have to sleep now, even if I don't want to. My head feels like it's about to explode.

Fang Rong was half asleep when he suddenly felt someone lift his towel and touch his buttocks with their fingertips.

He couldn't move one arm, so he could only sleep in three positions: lying on his back, lying on one side, or lying on his stomach.

He's sleeping face down right now, and he's not wearing any clothes under the towel. I'm worried about him being too warm and uncomfortable. Besides, it's just him and Feitian here. Feitian is just a little kid, what can they do to him?

I'm afraid it won't even be able to get hard.

The one who touched him was... Fang Hua?

Fang Rong snapped back to reality, squinting at him, "You still have the nerve to come back?"

No one responded. Feitian paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you talking about me?"

Fang Rong looked behind him, but there was no one there. Fang Hua hadn't returned yet.

He lay back down, all his strength vanishing in an instant. "I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about Fang Hua."

"I didn't see Fang Hua, but a very beautiful female came in today. She's so strange; she even said she was Fang Hua."

"Really?" It's probably Fang Hua. Fei Tian wasn't there when he turned back yesterday, and Fang Hua is beautiful. Ninety percent of people who don't know his superpowers would think he's female.

Only males of the same sex can sense it, similar to a mutant.

Didn't he say anything?

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