Chapter 110 Rainy Season - 3 Tang Bufan clutched the letter...

Tang Bufan gripped the letter tightly, feeling as if he couldn't breathe.

His body has mutated, but what about his heart?

Tang Bufan folded the letter in half again and looked out the window with a complicated expression. Raindrops on the glass slid down along the tracks left by the car, blurring the reflection of his face.

If Tang Bufan had been successfully rescued by Zero on the day he transmigrated, he thinks he would have stood firmly on the side of humanity.

Trapped underground, forced to exchange people for supplies every year, humans seem to live a miserable life. Five years ago, he would definitely have stood up for them.

But he lived with the orcs for five years, and during those five years he clearly realized that orcs and humans were no different, and that living conditions on the surface were even worse than underground.

There is water and electricity, transportation and communication available. Although the poor may go hungry and have to work hard in factories, at least they don't have to face harsh and extreme weather or rampant wild animals and poisonous people.

Ultimately, the world has become what it is because of humanity. Their existence underground is the consequence of their own evil deeds, and the orcs have no obligation to bear the blame for humanity's sins.

"You have no right to question me, Zero." Tang Bufan looked out the window and sneered. "Even if I betrayed you, it was your fault."

While driving, Wan Yiming couldn't help but glance at him through the rearview mirror, speechless.

The two returned to the mountaintop, where the servants in the garden were cleaning. He Xing and He Yun were also busy in the courtyard, painting the walls and floors.

Wan Yiming joined in, and Tang Bufan also rolled up his sleeves to help. Lu Yi didn't return until after four o'clock in the afternoon. Seeing Tang Bufan playing with a long-handled brush in the wet yard, he couldn't help but smile and walk over.

He brought back a bouquet of flowers and, under the watchful eyes of the three servants, walked up to Tang Bufan and handed it to him.

It was a cluster of deep blue flowers with a rich, five-pointed star shape. The petals were as smooth as silk and covered with glistening raindrops.

Tang Bufan couldn't recognize the type of flower, but he thought it was very beautiful. He felt a little embarrassed as He Yun and the others stared at him, his cheeks flushing slightly in the rain.

He reached out and pulled Lu Yi back into the house, closing the door behind him with embarrassment.

"Why did you suddenly send me flowers?" Tang Bufan looked up at him with a smile. The two were standing in the room, facing each other very close.

"When I saw the flowers blooming, I thought they were beautiful, and you were the first person I thought of." Lu Yi reached out to brush away Tang Bufan's wet hair that was sticking to his face. The room was dark, and the man's skin looked like it was glowing.

"Did you pick it from somewhere in the garden without permission?" Tang Bufan said, but he still liked to lower his head and smell the bouquet.

"I asked the gardener, and he's the one who tied them up for me with vines." Lu Yi reassured him, "We spent a long time picking them together, and the best ones are all here."

Tang Bufan raised an eyebrow, and then the young orc lifted his chin.

Outside, the rain poured down, while inside, the two shared a light and tender kiss.

Both of them were soaking wet, and their clothes looked thinner than usual, clinging to their bodies. Lu Yi grabbed Tang Bufan's buttocks with one hand, his slender fingers pinching flesh marks through the clothes. Tang Bufan's breathing became erratic, and he turned his head away to catch his breath, while also removing Lu Yi's hand with his other hand.

Seeing his hesitation and reluctance, Lu Yi smiled and put her arm around Tang Bufan's waist, starting to dance with him.

He tossed the bouquet of flowers from Tang Bufan's hand onto the sofa, and soft music emanated from the room's high-quality sound system.

"I can't dance," Tang Bufan said, blushing, utterly admiring the unique romance of Westerners.

"I'll teach you." Lu Yi led him, and the two began to slowly spin around in the dimly lit yet luxurious room, their bodies pressed tightly together in an alluring manner.

Tang Bufan had no choice but to awkwardly try putting his hand on his neck.

"I really hope this year will pass quickly," Lu Yi whispered in Tang Bufan's ear, then kissed his ear.

"Don't worry," Tang Bufan muttered to him, "I'm almost ready mentally."

Let him rest and recover a bit more.

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry." Lu Yi was reassuring him, and also reassuring herself.

His hand reached into Tang Bufan's pocket and he took it out strangely.

"Zero gave it to me." Tang Bufan didn't hide it from him, and he had originally planned to tear the letter to shreds and flush it down the toilet, so he didn't care that the letter got wet.

Lu Yi frowned, still holding Tang Bufan and gently spinning him around, as he took out the letter with one hand and opened it.

The writing was in Chinese, which Lu couldn't understand at first glance.

Fortunately, Evelyn quickly translated for him.

"Lu Xiaofeng gave it to me. It's obvious that Zero has a lot of informants in Taicheng." Tang Bufan stopped arguing with him, his mood becoming complicated again: "I'm quite annoyed with him now. I don't know what he's up to."

If it weren't for Zero, he could happily play with Lu Yi, unlike now, where the thought of it makes him anxious.

Lu Yi's expression turned slightly serious. He asked Tang Bufan with some concern, "...What was the teacher's answer?"

Tang Bufan looked up at him, his gaze gentle: "You're an orc, if I don't stand on your side, whose side can I stand on?"

Tang Bufan has no relatives or old friends in this world, and his death once has eliminated his obsession. Now, the only person he cares about is Lu Yi.

He didn't care even if Zero considered him a traitor.

Hearing Tang Bufan's words of favoritism, Lu Yi smiled sweetly again.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Yi said to Tang Bufan, "The Western Federation's aircraft will be bringing supplies next month, along with three high-level orcs. Don't worry, teacher, they will protect you."

Lu Yi had never been at ease with Wan Yiming, the bodyguard, because his strength was still too weak. However, since they had no one else around, they had to use him for the time being.

Tang Bufan put his hands on his neck again: "Has the deal with Pei Zhishu been negotiated?"

“Most of the deals have been reached, but a small part is still dragging on.” Lu Yi then wrapped his arm around him and slowly spun him around. “The Eastern District also has aircraft technology, but the Academy of Sciences is unwilling to hand it over. Pei Zhishu is currently negotiating with the Academy of Sciences, trying to persuade them to hand over the aircraft technology so that the Eastern Federation won’t have to exchange it with us in the West.”

The three federations are also in competition. If the Underground Academy of Sciences is willing to hand over the aircraft technology, then Lu Yi will have to exchange something else for the ecological base construction technology of the Eastern Federation.

Tang Bufan understood and pondered, "The humans from the East District Underground City will be coming over next month, right?"

"right."

"Looks like next month will be lively." Tang Bufan said, then thought for a moment and stepped out of Lu Yi's arms.

"Stop teaching me to dance, teach me to fight instead." Tang Bufan rolled up his sleeves, showing off his chubby arms: "I'm at the right weight now, I can start training."

“Uh…” Lu Yi looked at him with great interest and hesitated.

"Hurry up!" Tang Bufan reached out and patted him.

"Well... let's start building muscle first." Lu Yi could only bite the bullet and say, "Let's start with 100 sit-ups."

He was probably the first high-ranking orc to teach his beautiful wife how to fight.

Tang Bufan began receiving training from Lu Yi, and after the artificial rain stopped, natural rain began to fall again, and Taicheng entered the rainy season.

Tang Bufan didn't care about the rain. Every morning he would get up early and go for a run with Lu Yi. There was a long mountain path outside the garden, more than 3,000 meters long, from which one could see the entire city of Taicheng very well.

The entire city was shrouded in mist due to the rain, and the sky was gloomy, giving it a post-apocalyptic feel.

Tang Bufan saw the collapsed city wall, lying across the horizon like a gap gnawed open by someone. A dozen huge cranes were working hard in the rain to repair the wall before the autumn beast tide arrived.

With two beast tides a year, plus summer droughts and winter blizzards, the orcs' lives are truly difficult.

No wonder agriculture is so difficult to develop among orcs; Tang Bufan doesn't even know how farmers survive in this environment.

Lu Yi couldn't always accompany Tang Bufan to training, as he often had to attend meetings. International transaction terms could drag on for a long time, so Wan Yiming stepped in and taught Tang Bufan Sanda in a very professional manner.

At first, He Yun would stand in the corner of the yard, holding a broom, staring in disbelief. Tang Bufan thought he was too idle, so he found him some textbooks and asked him to learn English with He Xing.

He Xing still admired Lu Yi, and Tang Bufan affirmed his feelings, even finding him a stack of English books and office software textbooks.

"Ask me if you don't understand anything. If you learn it well, you should be able to apply for some simple positions at the Genting Building," Tang Bufan told him. "It's also a way out for yourself."

Although the treatment as a servant in the Guo family was good, judging from He Xing's appearance, he probably wasn't satisfied with being a servant.

There are many high-quality orcs at the Cloud Top Building, which also satisfies He Xing's desire to find a mate.

He Xing didn't expect Tang Bufan to help him. He seemed a little confused, so he stared at Tang Bufan for longer periods of time. He even took the initiative to grind ink for Tang Bufan when Tang Bufan was practicing calligraphy.

"Can you understand it?" Tang Bufan asked him. The cursive script he wrote was in traditional characters, which would be difficult to read.

He Xing looked at it carefully for a moment and said in a low voice, "A little."

"What do you think?"

"nice."

"Thank you." Tang Bufan couldn't help but smile at He Xing, his vanity satisfied.

“Madam…” He Xing pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then asked Tang Bufan in a low voice, “Do you really think I’m capable of working at the Cloud Top Building?”

“Yes.” Tang Bufan changed the paper and said seriously, “You have ambition and you can also calm down and read books. These two points alone make you better than 90% of people.”

The seven beautiful characters, "There are beauties in books," were written on the Xuan paper.

He Xing, who was grinding ink, raised her eyes, her dark eyes looking at Tang Bufan, and other emotions gradually spreading in her eyes.

He spent more time looking at Tang Bufan than Lu Yi, and grew to like Tang Bufan's scent more and more.

Fresh, clean, and occasionally carrying a faint scent of ink.

The rain gradually stopped, the heavy clouds dispersed, and the sky regained some bright colors after a long time.

When Tang Bufan and Wan Yiming returned from their run, they saw a loquat tree bearing fruit, and a gardener whom Tang Bufan knew was picking them.

During the post-disaster reconstruction, everyone in the garden knew that Tang Bufan was a very down-to-earth person, not as weak and aloof as he appeared. So the gardener asked Tang Bufan if he wanted some, and Tang Bufan happily went over.

As Tang Bufan was standing under the tree peeling and eating a loquat, he suddenly noticed a gaze. He looked up and met a pair of steady eyes that bore the marks of time.

Guo Wen sat quietly in a pavilion not far away, watching him.