Chapter 41

After a while, Li Yongming came to his senses.

Not only was Wen Jinfeng mistaken, but because of his conversation with Wen Xin, he also mistakenly thought that the other party was just a low-key and introverted person.

Who knew he would have such big "ambitions"!

If it weren't for Wen Xin's sincere expression, Li Yongming almost thought this was a scene of a quarrel between brothers.

Wen Xin saw that Li Yongming looked embarrassed and asked in a low voice, "Is it not possible?"

Li Yongming: “…”

I was speechless for a moment.

He tried to be as tactful as possible and said, "Given Chief Wen's current position, it is not certain that anyone can threaten him."

Think about the elite troops under Wen Jinfeng's control and the ample weapons reserves in the base.

Li Yongming felt that as long as his boss didn't go crazy and persecute others, everyone else would be grateful.

Wen Xin: "The possibility is small, but it doesn't mean it is zero. If I were asked to stay at home and do nothing, I would be worried."

When he said this, Wen Xin's tone was still calm, without any ups and downs.

But looking at the expression on his face, one can tell that he is very serious.

Li Yongming's heart seemed to be touched.

Admittedly, as a newcomer, Wen Xin's desire to ascend to the power held by Wen Jinfeng overnight was somewhat presumptuous.

But the other party climbed up for Wen Jinfeng's safety, and this point alone made it hard to find fault with him.

Compared to the relatives he had previously assumed would constantly cause trouble for the boss, this one was simply too adorable.

Li Yongming said softly, "If Commander Wen knew your feelings, he would be very happy about it, but you can't mention such things again in the future."

"Especially since you want to surpass Commander Wen, I'm afraid someone will take your words out of context and use them against you."

The young man's eyes were bright and clear, and he nodded seriously, as if he had heard it.

So good.

Li Yongming resisted the urge to rub his head, thinking that he was his boss's brother and he couldn't do anything to him.

He said calmly, "If you want to join the management team in the future, you must at least have a basic understanding of the entire base. And joining the management team requires achievements and experience, otherwise you will find it difficult to convince others after you join."

"I will send someone to take you to familiarize yourself with the base in the next two days, and then you will join the regular army's rookie training camp. After you have learned the skills, you will go on missions with the regular army and accumulate military merits."

This is the most reliable and secure way Li Yongming can think of for Wen Xin.

As for the rest, Wen Jinfeng will naturally consider it for him after he returns.

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When the end of the world comes, many signal towers stop working due to power plant failures, and the network is completely paralyzed.

But at the base in City A, high-power diesel generators were still used to barely maintain the operation of the city's signal base station.

Professionals adjusted the line to use it for brief communications within the base and for emergency contact to receive radio messages from the outside.

Li Yongming gave Wen Xin a communicator that looked like the walkie-talkie in police TV dramas.

There are two fixed communication channels, one for calling him and the other for calling the base guard.

Li Yongming had just come back from the battlefield where he fought off the zombie invasion, and he still had some finishing work to do.

After making all the arrangements, he drove away.

Wen Xin stood in the living room of the house holding Hei Tuan. Not long after, a servant came and led him to his room.

The room had already been cleaned, and even the floor was so shiny that it reflected light.

Wen Xin was really tired and had no appetite.

When the servant asked him what he wanted to eat, he only ordered the meat that Hei Tuan liked, and quickly ate the remaining half bag of compressed biscuits in the suitcase to get by.

After a short rest, Wen Xin did push-ups and sit-ups.

It's a bit strenuous to do it when you're tired.

Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out from his warm forehead and nose, slid down his thin, white cheeks to his chin, and dripped onto the floor.

I don't know where this resilience came from, but he was able to do more than ten more than when he was full of energy.

Heituan was sitting at the table, staring at him quietly and intently.

The room has a private bathroom with a bathtub.

Wen Xin submerged his extremely tired body into the water and returned his thoughts to the previous conversation.

He knew that Li Yongming didn't believe him.

In fact, any normal person would find his idea a little far-fetched.

But he had to speak, either now or later.

If I say this again in the future...it will be suspected of being an attempt to usurp the throne.

Wen Xin raised his arms and covered his eyes.

The hot mist caressed his face, leaving winding streaks on his fair skin, extending all the way to his thin and prominent shoulder blades.

Crystal clear drops of water slid down his slender fingertips and fell onto the surface of the bathtub, dripping.

Will Wen Jinfeng be in danger?

He's not sure.

However, certain details he captured after entering the base gave him a bad feeling.

He had a feeling that Wen Jinfeng was walking on the edge of a knife and might fall into the abyss at any time.

Wen Xin was silent for a long time, and suddenly heaved a deep sigh.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this premonition does not stand up to scrutiny, and it seems more like he is worrying about nothing.

But he didn't want to be completely defenseless when something unexpected happened.

Just like the night when we encountered a giant zombie on G177 highway.

Just like every time I say goodbye to the dumplings.

Did Ah Jiu have the same idea in the past, which is why he was so obsessed with becoming stronger...

Some things, even though Wen Xin was not aware of them at ordinary times, still took root in his heart inadvertently.

Wrapped in the warm water, he leaned against the wall, his consciousness gradually becoming groggy.

Perhaps because he was too tired, Wen Xin suddenly had a dream.

In the dream, the end of the world has not yet come, and the dumplings are all there.

The little fox and the scaled adder always quarreled over what TV to watch. They finally stopped fighting and accidentally swept the bag of snacks on the table to the ground.

The purple squirrel glared, threw the broom down, and ran to the kitchen to complain to him.

He looked down and saw the purple ball stamping its feet angrily. He quickly washed his hands, picked it up, and patted it gently to comfort it.

Canary took over his hand and brought the cooked dish into the living room.

A voice called "Time for dinner" rang out, and Blue Dumpling slowly poked his head out of the basin.

Wen Xin put the purple ball down and picked up the green ball and the little fox by the scruff of the neck.

The two boys immediately stopped doing anything rash and cooperated obediently to clean up the residue on the ground.

We ate together and crowded around the kitchen sink to wash dishes.

The little fox accidentally got his face covered with foam and was laughed at by the green dumpling.

The canary quickly picked up the little fox before it had a fit. Wen Xin watched Green Dumpling's arrogance from the side, blinked, and couldn't help but pick up a ball of foam with his fingers and put it on Green Dumpling's nose.

The green ball stared at the piece of white foam, his eyeballs gathered together and slowly turned into chicken eyes.

Wen Xin burst out laughing, and the humiliated and angry Green Group slapped him in the face.

He quickly begged for mercy, still smiling, as he ran towards the living room.

Before they had even run halfway, other groups came to join in the fun.

The little fox hugged his arms, the purple ball hugged his hands, and the blue ball lazily lay on his thighs.

The canary also turned into a golden bird, jumped onto his belly, and chirped to call him.

Wen Xin was thrown onto the sofa, surrounded by a bunch of fluffy balls. His body felt heavy and hot, making it difficult for him to breathe. He smiled and pushed the balls away.

Outside the window is the boundless night, with lights from thousands of houses dazzling and bright, and the house is also brightly lit.

Wen Xin had never felt so clearly that he had a home.

He was immersed in this beautiful dream, but he was vaguely aware that someone seemed to be missing.

Just as he was thinking about it, a pair of hands suddenly squeezed in between the dumplings and picked him up sideways.

The hands were steady and powerful, with clear and smooth muscle lines. Wen Xin subconsciously reached out to touch them and felt a biting cold, like a chilly winter wind.

He was afraid of the cold and subconsciously retracted his hands.

The person holding him suddenly paused.

The next second, Wen Xin felt a warmth rising from the other person's body.

The huge block of ice that had frozen him suddenly turned into a heater, and he couldn't help but put his face close to it and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

The man held him firmly, without letting him feel the slightest bit of shaking, but the movements seemed to be rocking him gently, coaxing him into a dream.

In a daze, Wen Xin, sensing a familiar breath, couldn't help but call his name.

"Xiao Hei..."

The person hugging him froze again.

After a while, he responded in a deep and rich voice: "Yes, it's me."

Wen Xin was gently placed on the bed by him.

The former sleepily opened his eyelids, trying to see his face clearly, but his eyes were covered by a broad, warm hand.

This action made Wen Xin feel extremely sleepy for no reason.

He couldn't open his eyes, but he could vaguely feel Xiao Hei holding his hand.

He also followed the force pulled by the other party and slowly moved upwards.

A high nose, prominent brow bones, slightly sunken eye sockets, a narrow jaw, and cold thin lips.

The Xiao Hei standing in front of him should be a very handsome man.

Wen Xin was full of doubts and curiosity.

Why can't you show it to him?

Before he could figure out the answer to this question, Xiao Hei led him to touch his neck again.

This time, Wen Xin did not touch human skin, but felt the hardness of scales.

Miraculously, these scales are also warm.

Wen Xin touched it curiously, and the person in front of him seemed to acquiesce to the action.

Until the young man's fingertips slid across the overlapping scales and touched a position about two inches away from the neck, the other party suddenly shuddered violently.

Wen Xin sensed Xiao Hei's discomfort, was stunned for a moment, and quickly retracted his hand.

But Xiao Hei grabbed his hand as he was about to retreat.

The other person's movements were firm yet gentle, and the fingertips slowly pushed open his curled fingers.

Finally, she patiently guided him to pick up the scale.

The warmth touched a thin layer of skin.

Something soft was pressing against his fingertips through his skin.

Bang, bang, bang…

It's...dirty!

Wen Xin's consciousness was shaken, and his fingers trembled in panic, but Xiao Hei pressed him harder to touch it.

The frequency of my heartbeat became clearer, one after another, so distinct that it could not be ignored.

Wen Xin felt as if he was touching a piece of solid magma. High heat rose up, almost melting his hands.

"Warm and sweet..."

Xiao Hei's hoarse voice rang out again.

Only then did he realize that he was somewhat conceited.

The self-proclaimed perfect calmness is ultimately no match for the instinctive desire.

The psychological defense he had built up over the past few days collapsed completely when the young man touched his heart.

Xiao Hei couldn't help but lean close to the young man's ear and called his name over and over again in a low and hoarse voice.

"Warm and sweet."

"You have to remember it, remember this is my weakness."

He took a deep breath, mixed with trembling and forbearance as his vital parts were being manipulated.

"If I lose control, you are the only one in the world who knows how to control me."

It was dusk at this time, and the personnel in the base were busy rotating around.

No one knew that in a dim and silent room, the most powerful mutant in the world lowered his head towards the weak human youth, revealing his fatal weakness.

Secretive, yet passionate.

"You are the only one in the world who can kill me."

…

Wen Xin suddenly opened his eyes.

He sat up, his chest heaving violently, gasping for breath, and suddenly his palm felt something hard.

When I opened it, I saw it was a black scale.

There are no gorgeous colors, but a thick black, which reveals a deep aura.

Wen Xin touched the scale, and his fingertips seemed to still carry residual heat.

A breeze blew, and he looked towards the window as if he had noticed something.

The window was wide open, and the white curtains fluttered in the wind, creating tiny ripples.

The room was quiet and the black group had disappeared.

Two days later.

Wen Xin was walking on the road when suddenly a young man came out from behind and patted him on the shoulder.

"Wen Xin, I heard that this training will allow us to observe those particularly ferocious mutants up close. Are you afraid?"

【Author’s words】

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