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Over the next few days, the three of them headed towards the base together.
During this period, Du Mingxing communicated with Tianyu and learned about her and Fang Xiaozheng's situation.
Tianyu's mother did not survive the initial outbreak of the apocalypse, and now lives with her father in the base. Her main source of income is from playing jungle, and she teams up with teammates to leave the base and try her luck.
The nearby supplies had already been plundered, so they often returned empty-handed. However, as a psychic, their situation was still much better than that of ordinary people. My father helped others in the base, doing odd jobs.
Fang Xiaozheng, who hadn't yet awakened her powers, lived on the edge of the base, often receiving support from Tianyu. Upon arriving at the base, she quickly grasped the situation and quickly found a boyfriend. Although her life was difficult, she wasn't harmed by anyone.
In addition, Su Zihan's power began to rise slowly at that time, and Qi Yi, who was emerging, also took good care of the two of them.
Other people in the base are not so lucky. Despite the strict laws, the shameful underground transactions are rampant. In the end times, the ugly side of human nature is gradually revealed, and ordinary people are often treated as commodities with a fixed price.
Du Mingxing sighed deeply after hearing this.
"Does Fang Xiaozheng's boyfriend have special abilities?" she asked with concern.
"I didn't have it when I first started dating Xiao Zheng. It was awakened later, the physical strengthening system," Tian Yu paused and smiled. "Xiao Zheng even let me touch his arms. His muscles were as hard as steel pipes."
Du Mingxing raised his chin slightly, imagining a muscular man, nodded with satisfaction, and agreed: "Yeah, strengthening the body is good... It can protect yourself."
Okay, Tianyu won’t say anything, right? She won’t say anything either.
Even after gaining superpowers, he still sticks with his ordinary girlfriend and never abandons her. He must be a good partner.
In troubled times, everything is kept simple, the former public order and good customs are abandoned, and people no longer care about the certificate. As long as one has the ability, having three wives and four concubines is not uncommon. On the contrary, there are very few people who hold formal weddings.
Thinking of this, Du Mingxing couldn't help but inquire about Su Zihan's situation, to see how many good brothers the saint who once said she was "fickle and fickle" actually had.
After hearing Du Mingxing's question, Tianyu smiled and said, "Not many. She does have some romantic scandals, but she has only officially admitted to two. However, she might also be secretly supporting a gigolo. Anyway, compared to her supernatural powers, these are trivial matters."
"Her abilities are so unique, they are the key to humanity's breakthrough."
As she spoke, her eyes gradually became melancholic. She stared at the sunset in the distance and muttered unconsciously,
"Can bringing ambergris really save us? Is there still hope for this world..."
"It can be saved." Du Mingxing patted Tianyu's shoulder, his face serious. "I promise that everything will be just as Su Zihan said. She will purify the world and bring hope to everyone."
"I want to believe it, but..." Tian Yu lowered her voice, "Do you really believe that a single blade of grass can amplify her supernatural power countless times and directly purify the world's pollution sources?"
"Although I have Dr. Lin's endorsement, no matter how I think about it..."
Du Mingxing remained noncommittal: "But you still went, determined to do it for this hope. But we're just doing the best we can."
The book wrote that the Spark Organization was afraid that ordinary people would go to attack the boss on their own and alert the enemy, so they kept Shen Chumo's portrait confidential and circulated it only internally without revealing any relevant information.
Ordinary people who don't know the inside story can only guess that Dr. Lin wants to use ambergris to amplify Su Zihan's purification ability and thus clean various areas, which seems to be a drop in the bucket.
No one could have expected that they were targeting the source of all pollution.
When discussing these, they did not avoid Shen Chumo.
The biggest villain just listened silently, and from time to time he looked at Du Mingxing with deep eyes, as if he wanted to catch something from her expression.
Du Mingxing felt a little guilty when being stared at. Is it really appropriate to discuss these things in front of the villain?
But he already knew the plot anyway, and if he deliberately avoided him, it would seem even more insidious, like a stab in the back.
She shook her head and decided not to pursue the matter any further.
Look up at the afterglow of the setting sun, cherish the end is approaching, and the last time in this small world.
At night, Du Mingxing waited for Tianyu's breathing to slow down and was about to retreat from the protective shield as usual, when he suddenly heard a clear question from behind.
"Sister Xin, are you going to look for him again?"
Du Mingxing froze, lowered her head, her pretty face flushed, and she hesitated, not knowing what to say. Tianyu was no longer the high school student she once was. She was actually older than her, so there was no way she could fool him.
"It's okay, you can just go directly next time." Tianyu tilted her head and smiled at her shy face. There was a hint of an auntie's smile in her eyes. "I've already said that there aren't so many rules in the apocalypse."
"Don't worry about others, enjoy yourself now, because you never know what will be contaminated tomorrow."
After spending some time together, Tianyu discovered that Shen Huaixin was becoming increasingly different from her impression of him. The domineering mask had been replaced by a gentle and considerate face.
There's also an inexplicable sense of pure stupidity that hasn't been contaminated by the end of the world, a simple sense of security in a well-governed world.
Tian Yu could only conclude that Shen Chumo was such a sister-con that he was OOC. How could Shen Huaixin be so docile? At least add some venomous tongue attributes.
Du Mingxing held it in for a long time, unable to argue, and could only open his mouth somewhat in vain: "I...actually, I have no blood relationship with him, and I'm not a real orthopedic surgeon."
Tianyu put on an expression that said "I understand" and nodded in agreement.
Du Mingxing thought about it again and again, and added: "Besides, I am a phantom, not..."
"Sister Xin," Tianyu shook her head this time and held her hands, "In my heart, you are already the real you."
"I also really, really hope that you can come to Xiao Zheng's wedding." She extended the invitation again.
Du Mingxing hesitated for a moment and didn't dare to promise: "If there are conditions."
Tianyu nodded to show her understanding.
"Mr. Shen must be getting impatient, right? I won't keep you here any longer." She glanced at Shen Chumo, who was dozing with his arms folded outside the energy shield.
For some reason, this couple always felt a little awkward. It wasn't a matter of hiding anything, but rather that their eyes were clearly drawn together, yet both were hesitant and maintained a sense of distance. They were nowhere near as open and frank as Fang Xiaozheng and his wife.
Tian Yu could only attribute this phenomenon to the fact that they were in a relationship that was not tolerated by the world, so they were afraid of the world's gaze. But was Shen Chumo really such a person?
She shook her head and could only sigh that every family has its own problems.
Seeing that Sister Xin was still biting her lips and digging at the grass, turning the green grass into a small bare patch of ground, she simply pushed her out.
“Go ahead, you don’t have to sleep with me anymore, Shen Chumo needs you more.”
“…”
Du Mingxing was too embarrassed to face him and fled in panic.
stairs.
Du Mingxing bit Chen Chumo's shirt, his saliva soaking his collar, and the air was filled with hot breath. Tianyu's words "Chen Chumo needs you more" were still echoing in his mind.
How many days had it been since I was poisoned? One day, two days, three steps, four steps...
Du Mingxing suddenly realized that he was counting steps when his whole body went limp and he hung on Shen Chumo, feeling unable to lift his head.
She was like this... Really finished. She couldn't even count the days, her mind was completely turned into a paste by Shen Chumo.
"First...put me down." Du Mingxing pulled his clothes.
Shen Chumo lifted her up, and the movement of going up the stairs became slower and more steady, but he was reluctant to put her down.
Extremely unwilling.
The addiction that penetrated deep into his bones overwhelmed his fragile rationality. He just coaxed her but did not stop.
“Almost there.”
Two steps left is fast, ten minutes left is fast. His slow pace is seductive and precise, hooking you so tightly that you know there is more to go.
She protested: "Next time we'll do it in the bedroom..."
The corners of the girl's eyes turned red, and full tears fell. Her rosy cheeks were covered with moisture, like a rose blooming in the morning dew.
Breathtaking, gorgeous and charming.
She had no one to turn to for help, so she could only bite the collarbone under her shirt and endure it, carving teeth marks on his skin as if to vent her anger.
I couldn't help but complain: "Have you recovered from the poison? It's been a long time."
“Almost.”
Every time I asked, he said he would be there soon, but there was no sign of recovery. He partied every night and still looked very thirsty.
Du Mingxing was not sure whether something went wrong in the plot of picking ambergris, which caused the poison of the forbidden fruit to last for a long time.
Another step forward.
Because of her protest, Shen Chumo lifted her up more restrainedly, and her delicate body did not fall as hard as before, but still because of the unbearable gravity, a white light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
Like an overloaded machine, as it operated under the heavy load, the joints exploded with crackling sparks, and the overflowing fire fell on the stairs, which could set the whole house on fire.
It was even hotter inside.
When Du Mingxing returned to his bed, his hands and feet were still wrapped around Shen Chumo, like conjoined twins.
She looked at the man's well-defined face and marveled at his good looks, the kind of handsomeness that was undeniable even with a shaved head.
Deep within his dark eyes were a glint of fire and shattered stars, a cacophony of sharpness and tenderness, like a tangled mass of thread pierced by a needle, impossible to cut or untangle.
"Xingxing," Shen Chumo raised his eyelids and looked at her, his eyes somewhat compromising as if he had admitted defeat, "I'm going to the base, are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied." She still arched her eyebrows and answered softly, her tone revealing an unconcealable joy.
Going to the base means meeting the heroine and bringing ambergris. Everything goes according to Du Mingxing's plan, incredibly smoothly.
Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing. The ending of the whole book is really near.
Shen Chumo's eyes darkened. He lowered his head and bit her shoulder, twisting his head while holding it in his mouth, with a bit of the ferociousness of a wild beast tearing its prey apart.
A blood mark soon appeared on the white and smooth shoulder.
He pinched her soft, boneless waist harder and harder until red marks were left on her waist.
Her skin was tender and had a thin stratum corneum, making her extremely delicate. Even the slightest force would leave noticeable marks, as if she had suffered some kind of abuse, and her recovery was considered fast.
He printed it over and over again, like stamping a seal, and waited patiently for it to recover before branding it again, never getting tired of it.
Looking at her face again, she had been bullied to the point of tears, the tip of her pretty little nose was slightly red, her eyes were wet, and her cherry lips were red and swollen.
Seeing him staring at her, she curved her eyebrows heartlessly, looking so cute and innocent that she would make people bully her even harder.
"Chu Mo," she stroked his face, gentle as water, but the words she uttered were ruthless and cruel.
"Do you want to go see Su Zihan?"
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