Chapter 82
"Isn't this too disgusting?" Lin Han began to blush as he spoke, and couldn't help but lower his head.
After all, he himself had never expected that he, who had always been regarded as a workaholic, would one day be able to say such words.
But the way we get along is bound to change.
If it weren't for this, He Yunting might still be the same as when they first met. No matter how much was on his mind, he wouldn't say it out loud, let alone express his longing so bluntly like he does now.
Lin Han thought about it and felt that it was quite worth it.
"Anyway, it's good that you understand what I mean." Lin Han said to He Yunting with a wink. His window was not closed properly, and the wind that blew in brought a slight chill, which made him subconsciously wrap his clothes tighter.
"...Put it on." He Yunting couldn't help but say, and after a while he added considerately, "Button it up."
Lin Han was stunned for a moment, then smiled again and said, "Oh."
He really listened to He Yunting's words. He slowly reached out and put the coat on his legs, then carefully and meticulously put on his clothes bit by bit. With his head lowered, his soft and slender fingers flexibly moved through the clothes, and began to button them one by one from bottom to top.
He dressed very slowly, smoothing out every wrinkle, and for the first time, He Yunting felt that watching someone wear his clothes was a torture.
After a while, Lin Han's fingers finally climbed to the top, and pinched the buttonhole of the discipline button with his index finger and thumb: "Do you want to button this one too?"
In fact, it’s just right now.
He was wearing a military jacket that was obviously much larger than his body. The sleeves were longer, covering his palms and leaving only a few knuckles exposed. The well-tailored fabric covered his thin body tightly, but a piece of snow-white skin was revealed at his Adam's apple. Looking down, one could only see the seductive, stunning indentation of the collar.
But he kept asking.
He Yunting was reluctant to look away. He actually wanted to say that Lin Han could do whatever she wanted, but what came out of his mouth turned out to be: "Discipline button is very important."
The tone just sounds a bit awkward.
So Lin Han responded, buttoned up his uniform, and then turned up his collar to cover his neck tightly, sealing off some inappropriate fantasies and locking them inside this military uniform.
This way it looks more like a personal item.
"Are you ready?" He asked without any selfish motive.
He seemed to understand He Yunting's feelings, but was still willing to accompany him to create this illusion.
Even if you can't meet, you are telling him that you have nothing to worry about.
"...... Yeah." He Yunting felt his throat was a little dry and warm.
Gululu, who had finished watching the drama with satisfaction, was just about to come over to find Lin Han as usual, but after climbing up, he was rubbing his fur against the other's hand happily. He opened his eyes wide, but saw He Yunting's clothes. His fur stood on end. He thought he had rubbed the wrong person, and he uttered a dying cry. He was so scared that he fell off the bed.
Lin Han was amused by it, bent down to pick it up from the carpet, and rubbed its soft fur for fear that it might get hurt, while saying, "So you recognize people by their clothes."
Thinking back to the time when Gululu was fierce and aggressive towards He Yunting, and the fact that he was so scared now that he found out he had rubbed the wrong person, Lin Han just felt it was new and interesting, and scratched its chin: "So you used to be a coward, using the power of the tiger to bully others?"
He used two idioms in a row, but Gululu didn't understand, so he just pretended to be naughty and buried his head in his cupped hand and stopped talking.
This relaxed atmosphere finally dissipated the gloom on He Yunting's face. Some emotions kept coming up, and he wanted to try to talk to the other party about some things that had been bothering him for a long time.
He waited until Lin Han had finished coaxing the little girl before he looked back at the person on the screen wearing his coat and smiling gently, and called out his name.
He Yunting asked: "Do you still remember what I asked you to check a few days ago?"
The smile on Lin Han's face faded a little. He intuitively knew that He Yunting was going to say something: "Remember."
He Yunting looked at Lin Han deeply. What was a normal conversation for ordinary people became difficult for him: "I clearly remember that day. We had shooting training in the afternoon."
Lin Han's heart sank and he said "hmm".
"But you also saw that... I was not at the base the entire afternoon. But no matter how hard I think about it, I don't have any specific impression."
Lin Han stopped scratching Gululu's fur.
"I am very confident in my memory." He Yunting said, and then he remembered what Lin Han said that he only remembered what he wanted to remember, and added, "But not now."
"My memory... seems to have some problems."
He Yunting only said this much.
He did not mention that he was also curious why Lu Anhe said nothing, nor did he provide any other clues. It seemed that he really just wanted to tell Lin Han this fact, nothing more.
But Lin Han knew that this was the limit of what he could say.
He Yunting always felt that being honest seemed like a sign of weakness. He had too much to bear alone, and in the end he even forgot to relieve the pressure and just continued to bear it all by himself.
Gululu fell asleep. Lin Han picked it up carefully and put it back on the small mat beside him. The sound became quieter.
"I see."
He Yunting thought for a moment and said, "But you don't have the authority to check the base, and I'm not here, what if there is any accident..."
There was a hint of regret in his tone, as if he had just said it and began to habitually feel that he could not tell Lin Han: "I..."
"Don't worry." Noticing the hesitation in his words, Lin Han smiled. "It's a big improvement that you're willing to tell me."
He Yunting remained silent, but there were emotions beating in his eyes.
"So," Lin Han curved his eyes and moved closer. He Yunting could see the buttons on his clothes reflecting the dazzling light under the light. "Keep working hard, He Yunting."
"I will definitely protect myself and won't investigate blindly." Lin Han said, "This is a secret between us, don't be afraid."
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Three days passed quickly, and the people who were responsible for taking turns to monitor Xu Zhiheng came to report one by one, and did not find anything abnormal.
Xu Zhiheng's physical condition has been very stable in recent days, and there is no trace of any lesions or precursor symptoms that may have occurred before infection.
On the fourth day, when Xu Zhiheng was picked up from the quarantine area, his expression was calm and he had no complaints about the decision. However, when he talked about the newly developed antagonist, he became excited: "It must be useful! If not, we can do another experiment, believe me."
Chang Lin's expression was both happy and sad. He didn't expect that things would actually turn around, but he was always uneasy: "But the remaining infected cities are uneven. We can't bring the test subjects to the central city for verification. It's not realistic."
Xu Zhiheng is always extremely confident when talking about academics: "If you are not sure, you can even use me as an example."
Chang Lin was frightened by his words. If nothing else, he couldn't imagine the consequences if the experts from the Empire ended up having an accident on their own planet while studying antagonists.
He didn't show it on his face, but a thin layer of sweat oozed out of his back: "Why don't you ask the admiral to see if he is willing to cooperate with you."
Xu Zhiheng was somewhat helpless and said with a wry smile: "I was disobeying orders at the time. He didn't let me bring back the last survivor in Likoro City. If I make another request, he will only get angrier."
"But..." Chang Lin hesitated to speak.
"I'll take Professor Xu with me." He Yunting lowered his eyes slightly, his voice flat.
The others were all stunned. They didn't expect He Yunting to take the initiative to agree.
"Professor Xu, what are you going to do? Are there enough antagonists you developed? Do you need to inject them one by one? Can those crazy aliens be injected? How long will it take for the effect to take effect?" He Yunting answered all his questions one by one. "If you have made all the preparations, I will definitely protect you personally."
Xu Zhiheng was very calm: "As long as you can believe in me, I will definitely find a way."
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He Yunting brought Xu Zhiheng to another small city not far from the central city.
Since communications have been restored recently, each city can finally report its own situation. This city is considered to have a very light level of infection. Since it is located at the end of this water supply cycle, the original source has been cut off in time in the past few days, and as expected, no new terrible monsters have been added.
Since the number of people was less than a hundred, the city government still had enough capacity to deal with it. They restrained those outliers and finally locked them up in the city jail.
It was the first time that the leaders of the small city met He Yunting, a scholar of such high status in the imperial academic community, and they were visibly nervous when receiving him.
But after Xu Zhiheng stated his requirements, the other party had almost no hesitation and even volunteered to help with the experiment.
"You are experts and treasures of the empire with pheromones. How can we let you come in person for such a thing?" The other party said sincerely and took the antagonist handed over by Xu Zhiheng.
He Yunting's eyes dimmed.
There are few people like this in the Empire, but there are many proton stars.
Even though they have no pheromones, high mental powers, and underdeveloped technology, they still cherish their people very much and are even willing to risk their own lives just to prevent more people like them from being infected.
When the needle was injected into the body of one of the aliens, everyone except Xu Zhiheng became nervous.
But the results were immediate and they didn't suffer for long.
The trembling in the limbs and nystagmus disappeared, and the symptoms of howling and thirst were also alleviated a lot. The injected aliens were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although they were still a little stiff when walking, after half a day, the vertical pupils could no longer be seen. Even if they heard sound waves that would have caused a strong reaction, there were no more intense changes.
Even though they still couldn't speak, or could only squeeze out jerky words from their throats, it was already the best news Proton Star had received in these days.
Chang Lin was so excited after hearing this that his voice was hoarse when he saw the two people again. He could not say anything else except to express his gratitude.
Although there are not enough antagonists now, it will not be difficult as long as there is a method.
The entire Proton Star was once again shrouded in hope, and the people in the central city even wanted to spontaneously work overtime to build a monument or statue for the team that came to support this time, to express their gratitude for the joy of regaining new life.
But He Yunting remained silent, showing no joy at all.
Everyone was busy feeling grateful for having escaped death, and while feeling grateful, no one mentioned the three cities anymore.
Infection and survival are mysterious things, but they can no longer see them.
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