Chapter 42 Crisis

The young man walked forward, a small smile on his face, his lips curled up in a faint smile.

Good looking and almost harmless.

The clean and bright face of the boy is like the first snow under the sun, which makes people hard to guard against.

"When the supplies were being collected, they were first put into the tents of the temporary camp. I found them when I returned last night."

He spoke in a calm tone, and gently patted the wrinkles on his clothes with his fingers.

"I... went to the sink to wash the dirty parts."

As he spoke, his eyes seemed to fall inadvertently on Ai Zhe's shoulder, and his footsteps moved closer silently.

The fair hands held the coat steadily, with a touch of sincerity in the action.

With his eyelashes drooping, he did these things willingly.

"Although... I'm not very good at washing clothes."

"Now that the dirty areas have been washed a little, they seem to be dry."

"I'll put this on you. It's cold this morning. Don't wear too thin clothes, or you'll catch a cold."

The young man smiled gently, the corners of his mouth continued to curl up, and his eyes softened a little.

Ai Zhe was stunned. He indeed couldn't find his coat after he came back.

Before he could respond, the boy had already walked around behind him and put his coat on him.

Just as Ke Shou hung the clothes on Ai Zhe, a loud noise was heard nearby.

It was the sound of a magnetic knife suddenly hitting the stone slab, making people's hearts numb.

The next second, a man rushed over with great force, so fast that there was no time to react.

He slapped the boy's hand away and snatched the coat from Ai Zhe's shoulders.

"There are special washing machines in the camp, or residents who earn money by washing clothes for others."

"It's not appropriate for you to hand wash clothes for someone who's already in a relationship."

His tone was filled with a vicious warning, and his eyebrows were almost raised.

After saying that, he threw the coat aside.

He picked up another clean coat of Ai Zhe from the wooden clothesline next to him and draped it over Ai Zhe's shoulders with quick and decisive movements.

The force was tighter than before, with a clear declaration of power.

He raised his eyes and looked straight at the boy, his eyes full of oppression and impatience.

These are all warnings that no compromise is allowed.

A flash of surprise and ferocity flashed across the boy's golden eyes at that moment, as if he wanted to kill someone, and he was about to issue a warning the next second.

He was already trying extremely hard to endure it, but then he curled up the corners of his mouth.

But he breathed a sigh of relief and forced himself to suppress his emotions.

"Brother is really amazing."

The boy smiled and walked around them twice, his waist-length white hair swaying gently.

It shines with a light luster in the sun, looking particularly feminine.

"Then I'll think of other ways...to thank you, sir."

He said it lightly, as if he was really calm and not concerned about the gains and losses of the moment.

After circling twice, he stopped, raised the corner of his mouth, and revealed a faint smile.

The laughter was low and hoarse. It was the first time that people heard a voice that blended femininity with masculine hormones. It was like a thick, wet vine growing underground, so thick and damp that it made people breathless.

After he finished speaking, he looked at his "chief" Ai Zhe.

Then, he tilted his head to glance at Northam and smiled at both of them.

“It’s going to be exciting.”

Then he turned and left.

Like a snake that has just shed its skin, it slid into the shadows.

"Ai Zhe, Nosen. There will be a meeting today on the plans for the second large-scale operation in the Wasted Valley of Zevo. Everyone, remember to come to the command room this afternoon."

Lorraine and Colonel Sting sent them a message.

"Let's have a meeting this afternoon regarding the operation. People from the Black Light Organization will also be here."

Blacklight, Zeta's ally.

The Black Light is not big, but it is rich in resources, which comes from their wisdom.

Black Light will not accept the elderly, the young, the sick or the disabled, but only refugees with superior intelligence or physical strength, or those with abundant resources such as exchangeable shells.

What Black Light lacks are basic resources such as arable land and plant seeds, but it has no shortage of ores and raw materials for making weapons.

The reason they maintain a friendly alliance with Zeta is that the two alliances will exchange resources, which is mutually beneficial.

But the Black Light is more mysterious, and it is said that they have their own "beliefs".

To join the Black Light Alliance, one must obey their acceptance and adherence to the "Holy Lord" and "Faith".

According to Hei Guang, humans will one day reach the place where the "Holy Lord" is and offer sacrifices and pray to him.

Then mankind will be free from disaster and their homes will be saved.

For reasons of diplomacy and alliance, Zeta does not comment on Black Light's beliefs, and both sides can benefit from each other.

Seeing Aizhe and Noson walking away, Eglas walked out from behind the wall.

Looking at the two people's receding backs, his eyes were cold and pressed down like a knife.

Carrying an inhuman arrogance and coldness that was filled with poison.

Edge and Northam walked into the room. Brandon, Lorraine, Sting, and several other Zeta supreme commanders had already arrived.

It seems that today's meeting is unusual and the atmosphere is a bit solemn.

All high-ranking officials and captains of the five legions had already arrived, and the seats were filled early.

The Black Light Organization only sent one representative, dressed in black, with his face covered by a black mask, looking mysterious and quiet.

"Black Light's request is simple. We want to send a legion to accompany Zeta to explore the Zewo Waste Valley."

"And, in the coming days, we request to be deeply involved in Zeta's training and the lead-up to the Waste Valley mission."

When the man from Black Light said this, his eyes were always on Ai Zhe.

It's just hidden behind the mask, so I can't see his expression clearly.

"We will send our own team to Zeta for training."

"In exchange, we will provide some special energy sources and detection equipment."

“Similarly, we hope to distribute the resources discovered in proportion.”

"Of course!" Supreme Commander General Brandon walked down the stairs with a smile.

"Black Light has always been powerful and has a wealth of intelligence. I think this is a good thing."

Brandon said, his tone clearly trying to win him over.

But the people from the Black Light Organization kept staring at Ai Zhe.

Aizhe and Noson stood by the wall, listening without commenting.

Have they even started allocating resources after the Zewo Waste Valley operation? Ai Zhe frowned and looked at the ground, thinking that these people were too bold and direct.

"Does anyone else have any comments?"

Brandon asked symbolically, and Ai Zhe took a step forward and was about to speak.

Brandon simply rolled his eyes. "If no one objects, let's move on to the next discussion."

Ai Zhe stopped talking.

Almost at the same time, the discussion was still going on.

The Black Light Organization seemed to have already notified its legion and arrived at Zeta.

Camping next to Zeta, Black Light's team will train together here and carry out the operation in the Zewo Waste Valley together.

Ai Zhe had a bad feeling in his heart. He felt like something was beginning to overflow uncontrollably...