Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Bird's Careful Plan

The moment she stepped into the "Bird Cafe", the tense nerves in her heart relaxed. She staggered out of the elevator, turned a corner, twisted her ankle, and on the way to fall, a bird suddenly appeared from nowhere.

"peekaboo——" The hyacinthus macaw came running over excitedly with two legs.

The soft and flexible cushion made a whimpering sound when she listened carefully. She stood up in panic and her bag fell to the ground again. She looked back and saw no one was catching up with her.

"I'm sorry, baby, I crushed you."

In order to fly, birds have evolved hollow bones, lightweight bodies, fine structures, and small sizes. She was worried that she would crush the other bird.

I didn't dare touch it, so I backed away with my hands and sat on the ground with my legs bent. I saw its lush cobalt blue neck feathers turned upside down. It blinked its round eyes, and the area around its eyes was surrounded by exposed goose yellow skin. Its upper beak was huge, hooked downwards, revealing its round tongue, and it rolled to the left and stood up.

It stood up, approached curiously, tilted its head back and forth, and looked up with one half of its face facing up, saying hello: "Hi~"

The parrot moved its four toes, two in front and two behind, rubbing them against the ground, its long, slender tail feathers dragging behind it.

She was worried that it would be hurt, but the parrot just flapped its wings, its soft down feathers barely covering its gizzard, and moved closer and closer. Finally, it spread its wings and flew into her arms, tilting its head to touch her body.

It's okay, she breathed a sigh of relief, put her hand on its back and scratched its head. After all, it was not a real animal, and its spiritual body was not that fragile.

It was the first one to come and pick itself up.

She held its claws, stood up, and her heartbeat slowed. Suddenly, many birds flapped their wings and flew out from the room, at different heights. Some were kicked down by others during takeoff, while others simply walked like "chickens on the ground" with a funny gait.

In the distance, a door opened. The room was dim, with colorful lights flickering. The man sitting by the door stood up and walked towards her.

Her knees and calves were bruised and red, their eyes focused on the parrot standing in her hands. She explained, "I fell down by myself."

No one expected her to come. Everyone saw her surrounded by spiritual bodies, flying around her, just like a picture of a hundred birds paying homage to a phoenix. Apart from the fact that they stepped on others' feet or pecked their necks intentionally or unintentionally, the scene was very harmonious.

Xia Guangli pushed aside the flock of birds, used his hands to push the warm body, and squeezed in. "Welcome." As soon as the words fell, she was picked up by the waist, with her palms placed on her knees, and her thumbs and index fingers lifted her calves, revealing her snow-white skin that was red from being hit.

Xia Guangli: "My leg is scratched."

She looked over and saw it was just a scratch. The dent on the man's fingertip looked more serious than hers, and his finger was tightly bandaged. She felt a pang in her heart, unable to speak a word of rebuke.

If you want to hug her, then hug her. It’s not like she’ll lose any meat anyway. Her nostrils flared. Why did Xia Guangli smell so good? She wanted to lower her head and inhale a little, but she restrained herself.

Looking around for the macaw again, a dark blue tail emerged from his feet. Xia Guangli turned around, blocking his view with his chest, walked in, and gently placed her on the sofa.

She sank into the sofa, her hands resting on the lychee-grained cowhide armrests, her body and mind relaxed, her legs stretched out, while Xia Guangli squatted in front of her and cleaned the wound with gauze dipped in saline solution.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to have been assimilated. She didn't even accept the idea of ​​her own and just sat there, waiting for others to serve her.

She let someone use a cotton swab soaked in iodine to apply the purple solution to the outside of her calf. Her legs were gently held. She lay back, closed her eyes, and recalled what had happened before. Who had sent her the threatening letter?

Are the red marks on the paper red ink or blood?

She was so frightened at the time that she didn't look closely and threw it away as if she was afraid of a moth. It must have been put in after she went in. The surveillance camera should be able to catch the person.

It was still working hours, and she said she was fine and told them to go about their own business and not to bother her.

Xie Yifei: "It just so happens that we are watching video materials, want to join us?"

Xia Guangli: "The last exercise."

Everyone in the audio-visual room was still there, but their minds had already drifted outside the door. There was a crack in the door, and light shone on their backs. They tried to distinguish the woman's voice from the sound of fighting.

She finally agreed. It was safer to be with them because the spirit bodies were all there. She also released the little mushrooms so that they could be together and watch the video by herself.

The door is closed.

What was played on the screen was an edited battle scene, mainly the fight between the air combat team and other teams. They always took the initiative and had the advantage until time dragged on and the circle began to shrink.

A phoenix that has fallen to the ground is no better than a chicken.

Even though the spirit body can go weeks or even months without landing, people need to be down to earth, they need a place to stay.

The safe area becomes smaller, and many teams are driven into one place. They have to spend more energy to guard against potential enemies, and it will eventually become a melee.

She initially watched it with the mindset of watching "Animal World", but gradually, some bloody scenes flashed back and forth, not only the fight between spiritual bodies, but also between sentinels.

She was a little hesitant to look any further, but just then, the time came, the lights in the room came on, and the curtains opened. Her right hand felt warm, and she drew back, having accidentally touched Xia Guangli's hand.

"They are all fake, don't be afraid."

If he hadn't said it, she wouldn't have been that scared. As the sunlight filtered in, the figures on the screen became less clear, and she no longer had the heart to think about who the defeated sentinel was.

After all, it's a simulation exercise, and actual combat can help them accumulate experience better and avoid injuries in the future.

At one command, everyone dispersed.

Xia Guangli led her out, and she asked curiously, "What about me?"

"What would happen if I was caught by the other team?"

Can the pain sensation be adjusted in simulation exercises?

Xia Guangli's face was solemn. He gestured to her as if he was slitting her throat, which startled her. However, the man chuckled and said, "You were kidding."

She was so angry that she could no longer control her right hand. She felt that someone was about to lose something.

"Humph, I won't argue with you."

She rolled her eyes at him and walked out. Just then, a message came from her laptop saying that her superior would come to pick her up later.

Xia Guangli: "Someone's having a birthday today. Do you want to stay and have cake?"

"Who is it?"

Well... there are dozens of people in the audio-visual room, so it's reasonable for someone to have a birthday within ten days or half a month. He was about to point at someone when a male voice came from the side.

"Today is my birthday."

Bright golden pupils, short black-gray hair, wearing combat uniform, and a blue diamond ring on the little finger, which shines brightly in the light, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Ever since he was brought back to the team for punishment for shouting through the glass using his spirit body last time, they haven't had much contact. He remembered that he was not there during the test flight.

She stared at him for a long time before she recognized who he was. She reached out and greeted him, "Hi, Song Xiaoyu."

The man held out his hand and she shook it. "Happy birthday."

Xu Shanshan: "Sure, but you have to find someone to take me back to the camp later. Don't be late, or I'll have to run exercises as punishment."

"No problem." Song Xiaoyu replied, smiling, thanking her for remembering him. He let go of her hand and spread it towards the living room on the side. "Come, come this way."

Xia Guangli watched the scene coldly, turned around and told the team members to order a cake and bring dinner.

She took out the little mushroom that had collapsed from playing tiredly from the room next to her, put it back into her mind, and explained the situation to her superior.

Before leaving, she stroked each bird, her nose filled with the scent of grain. She turned and left, as she was already very familiar with this place.

Many people went to the cafeteria, and several of them sat around the arc-shaped marble coffee table. Even the sofa was semi-enclosed in an arc shape, which could accommodate many people.

There was a food stand on the table, with five layers of golden branches spiraling upwards, and the branches above were cast into the shape of petals. On top of it was a tray, with various nuts and fruits placed from bottom to top.

Song Xiaoyu washed his hands, peeled the fruit, arranged the flesh on a plate, and handed it to her. She waved her hand and declined, "I ate too many strawberries at noon. I can't eat any more."

While the man was peeling the skin, the thin round shell covered with small particles was scratched by his nails, and juice popped out of the red shell and splashed onto his hands. When he heard that she didn't want to eat it, he stopped.

After washing her hands, I found that she had been staring at her hands. To be precise, she was looking at her pinky ring, which was sparkling and an everyday accessory.

Song Xiaoyu took it off in a good mood, handed it to the woman, and let her look at it.

She didn't extend her hand, but just praised: "Your ring is beautiful."

Song Xiaoyu: "Want to try it?"

"It seems a bit big..."

Even so, she was quite interested and hesitantly stretched out her hand, flattened her palm, and spread her five fingers.

"Knock knock--" There was a knock on the door. They brought the cake, but I didn't expect them to arrive so soon.

Darren got up, opened the door, and put it on the table. The visitor didn't understand whose birthday it was. He only saw a man kneeling on one knee. What was he doing?

Song Xiaoyu held the ring in his hand, approached it carefully, shifted his hand, and finally put it on his ring finger.

She turned over her palm and looked at it carefully. It was beautiful, but the size was not right, so she took it off and returned it.

Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions and seemed uninterested, the man felt a little disappointed and said, "These are a pair of rings. If you like, I have women's ones."

Xie Yifei glanced at Darren, then narrowed his gaze. He seemed to care more about Xia Guangli. They were closer before, but now some words were inexplicably heard.

For example, she was very close to a certain sentry, flirting with others, and had a close relationship with Bruno. He thought that was mostly nonsense, and she had no special preference for them.

But this person... was trying to deceive them in public?

He even wanted to laugh. He liked to show his love in a high-profile manner without going through the two captains. It was commendable for his courage.

Sensing the dangerous aura emanating from Xia Guangli, Xie Yifei, not wanting to disturb the guide, raised his voice and said, "The cake is here."

Because they were in a hurry, they paid a higher price and ordered the simplest birthday cake, but everyone present was still very envious.

Watching the guide put a birthday hat on him, arrange the candles by hand, and then turn around and ask him, "How old are you this year?"

Including her lighting the candle with her own hands, the candlelight reflecting on her pupils and irises, asking people to turn off the lights, draw the curtains, applaud and sing the birthday song.

As unbelievable as a dream, take them very seriously.

"Happy birthday to you~"

The song ended, but the birthday girl didn't make a wish. She just stared at her and couldn't help but remind her: "You can close your eyes and make a wish now."

She thought he didn't understand, so she explained again, only to hear him say, "What is your wish?"

"Ask me why, it's your birthday."

Song Xiaoyu: "Your wish is my wish."

How straightforward! Fortunately, it was dark now and she couldn't see anything clearly. Her cheeks felt hot and she felt a little shy. After thinking about it, she decided to make a positive wish.

"We want to take first place in this exercise. Is that okay with you?"

Song Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Then I will make a wish that we can win the championship."

He closed his eyes, silently chanted a wish in his heart, and added at the end: "May every year be like this day." The man opened his eyes, exhaled in one breath, and the candlelight went out.

The ceiling light came on and the curtains opened. She saw a sunny and handsome face smiling. She was infected by the joy and they smiled at each other until they were called to say that the cake was ready and they took their portion.

The celebration is over.

After wiping her mouth after dinner, she subconsciously took out a mirror from her bag and wanted to take a look. Something with a frosted texture jumped out of her hand. Someone reacted faster than her. In a flash, a ball of crumpled paper was stepped on by the eagle's claws.

Seeing that her expression was not right, the others became serious and protected her behind them. In an instant, various spirits emerged and surrounded her.

"What's this?"