Chapter 306 The Terrible Demon King QAQ
Elvis and Tong Wanwan's new pet probably has a different nature.
It was just daybreak and the Marshal, who had not slept for a few hours, was awakened by the sound of "sizzling" outside the door, like someone sharpening claws.
Elvis opened his eyes with a frown on his face. Glancing to the side, he saw Tong Wanwan still soundly asleep, and his surprise dissipated a little. He tiptoed out of bed, opened the door, and with a cold, handsome face, he picked up the glutinous rice cakes outside.
When the panda cub saw that it was him, it immediately stopped making sticky calls of "hmmmm" and shrank up timidly, not daring to move.
Obviously very scared.
Elvis frowned and was about to pick it up and go out, but suddenly he heard his girlfriend's lazy and hoarse voice behind him - "Mr. Marshal? What are you doing?"
Elvis: “…”
He turned sideways and met Tong Wanwan's gaze who had suddenly woken up, then turned his gaze back to look at the little kid who was shrinking even more pitifully under his palm with tears in his eyes, and fell into a brief silence.
Tong Wanwan yawned and touched her side, which was still warm.
I think Mr. Marshal came up here last night and just got up.
"GongGong, be good." Tong Wanwan turned over and got out of bed, took the black and white little ball from Elvis's hands, held it in her arms, and patted its back gently as if to comfort it.
The panda cub shuddered, as if it was out of danger, and rubbed against her arms while making "hmmmm" sounds.
The panda cub has become very pampered since it came to the pet shop.
Not only does it need to be cuddled all day, but it also needs someone to accompany it before it can fall asleep. Unable to enter the room, it would always stand by the door, sharpening its claws. It looked well-behaved, but it was actually very stubborn. Taking advantage of Tong Wanwan's favor, it would act coquettishly and cling to people.
But every evildoer will be punished by his own evildoer. When it meets Elvis, no matter how cutely it calls out, it will only be picked up and taught a lesson.
Curled up quietly in Tong Wanwan's arms, the panda cub raised its head and glanced at the big devil, and found that he was looking at it with indifferent eyes. His golden eyes seemed to be tempered with ice, and there was a slight disgust in them... The little cub was startled and squeezed into Tong Wanwan's arms with its two small round ears.
Rolling: QAQ
The big devil is so scary!
"Pfft, GunGun, what are you afraid of? Can he eat you?" Amused by GunGun's startled reaction, Tong Wanwan raised her hand to push Elvis out, and took the opportunity to gently put the panda cub into Elvis's hands.
"Mr. Marshal, take it downstairs first. I'll prepare breakfast for you later. By the way, remember to wake Daya and Savannah up for morning exercise."
Elvis relaxed his brows slightly and nodded obediently.
It seems that Wanwan did not misunderstand the scene just now.
And she didn't care about him secretly climbing into bed last night.
The panda cub, whose neck was pinched again, said: "..."
Sorrow surrounds me.
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Placing breakfast on the table one dish at a time, Tong Wanwan pursed her lips and smiled with a sense of accomplishment.
Before I knew it, more and more little "cubs" were staying around me - Daya, Savannah, and the new little guy Gungun.
Add Elvis and her, and they look like a family.
Tong Wanwan didn't know what she was thinking about, and suddenly felt her ears burning.
If she could stay with Mr. Marshal forever... the villa would be more lively.
Tong Wanwan coughed lightly, clearing away the image of puppies everywhere that had inexplicably appeared in her mind. "Mr. Marshal, have you been very busy with work lately?"
"Yeah." Ives didn't hide anything from her and said bluntly, "Recently, the Zerg have taken action again."
As the leader of the entire legion, he not only needs to defend the Federation Planet, but patrolling the planet's borders is also one of the legion's obligations.
But recently, they have frequently discovered traces of small Zerg legions along the border. These weak Zerg are not difficult to drive away, and rather than harassing them, they are more like testing the border military strength and figuring out the location of the border.
"Could it be... preparing for the next attack?" Tong Wanwan frowned.
"It's very likely." Elvis' eyes sank slightly, but he didn't deny it.
It had indeed been many years since the last Zerg war in which his parents, the second-generation marshal and his wife, had died.
There was a biting cold light hidden in Elvis's eyes.
This time...
He must personally destroy all enemies.
"How are you doing at school lately?" Elvis suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, met his girlfriend's bright gaze, picked up a piece of steamed bun in front of him with chopsticks, and handed it to her bowl.
"Hmm..." Tong Wanwan, in perfect sync with Mr. Marshal, took a contented bite of the steamed buns she had been craving. After a moment's thought, she reported, "The Level 3 course is much simpler than I thought."
After skipping classes for half a month, I still feel Versailles when I return.
She was completely unaware of the magnitude of the impact her words had on ordinary students. After she finished her steamed buns in two or three bites, she suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, Mr. Marshal," she asked doubtfully, "Can people with special abilities also get sick?"
Like her, since she truly awakened her spiritual power, her physical fitness has improved at a rocket-like rate. Even when she took a cold shower after training, she didn't feel the slightest bit of abnormality.
Elvis picked up another piece and gave it to her: "Very little."
The difference in physical fitness between people with special abilities and ordinary people is like the difference between heaven and earth.
"Is that so..." Tong Wanwan touched her chin, thoughtfully.
"What's wrong?" Elvis raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Several students in our class are feeling unwell. They say they're feeling groggy and lack energy. But they went to the hospital for a checkup, and they couldn't find the cause," Tong Wanwan pondered. "Also, I heard from other classes that this isn't an isolated case; they have students with the same symptoms, too."
Feeling unwell?
Elvis suddenly paused, "Have you checked the central area?"
Tong Wanwan nodded: "They went to the medical center in the central area."
Ives lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.
The central area now has a dedicated detection department for identifying Zerg parasites. Even high-level parasitic tarai can be detected by spending more time.
If you've been there, you probably haven't been tested.
"Maybe I'm just overthinking it." Tong Wanwan smiled. "After they came back from the medical center, they all recovered one after another."
"What about you?" Elvis frowned, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Tong Wanwan shook her head. "I just feel... a little bit baffling."
She had almost learned everything about the parasite Tari from Elvis.
I also suspected at the beginning that those students who were feeling unwell might have been infected.
But seeing those people attending classes, training, and playing normally, and with no sign of anything unusual, Tong Wanwan felt that she was being too suspicious.
She felt relieved, but Elvis was worried again.
(End of this chapter)
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