Chapter 10 Weird
He felt fear, his eyes widened, and his breath caught in his throat.
Outside the window, in the darkness, a tiny shadow shrank back silently.
As if she noticed his gaze.
He swallowed, his heart beating rapidly.
The chest cavity is filled with cold air.
Is it a mouse? Or a bird?
No, there are no rats in the camp.
In this apocalyptic world, ordinary-sized mice have long become food for the alien beasts on the ground.
There is no way it could have survived until now.
And where do the birds come from at night?
Or...leaves blown down by the wind?
Ai Zhe hesitated, swallowed, and walked towards the window.
His muscles tensed with fear.
The lines of muscle on his strong arms rise and fall slightly with his breathing.
The swallowing action caused the chest to rise and fall. In the moonlight, the broad and strong chest muscles were faintly tightened, and the Adam's apple also moved along with it.
Under the halo of light, there is a cold, restrained, yet seductive, masculine sexiness.
His legs were still shaking, and his face still had the lingering heat of the midnight attack.
He was still having the seizure even now, his legs were still shaking, but he had to go and see.
I moved closer and closer to the window, but I didn't see anything on the windowsill.
Only the wind blew through the gaps.
He paused for a moment, then retreated back to the bed in fear.
Lie down curled up and hug yourself with your arms.
The medicine gradually took effect, he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally felt his body relax a little.
It was too late now, and there was little time left for actual sleep.
But he didn't know that the moment he closed his eyes with him...
All of his appearances were recorded by the mysterious creature with pale golden pupils observing him from the dark...
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The next morning, Ai Zhe forced himself to wake up, and he still felt a little heavy.
It's really tiring.
After he woke up, he went to look at the windowsill again, but there was nothing there, as if the tiny noises last night were just a dream.
The dog named Onion in the middle of the yard wagged its tail at him.
Ai Zhe sighed, and seeing the onion, his mood improved a little.
Onion slept in a small, movable nest under a tree last night.
Generally, as long as it doesn't rain, onions prefer to sleep outside.
Moreover, in order to prevent it from running around and disturbing others in the middle of the night, it cooperated with Ai Zhe and was tied to a fixed position under a tree, obeying the management of its partner Ai Zhe.
Early in the morning, Ai Zhe untied the leash and Onion was allowed to trot happily in the yard for a while.
Ai Zhe sighed, with faint dark circles under his eyes.
He went to see the doctor when he came to work in the morning.
The doctor looked at him, distraught.
"The effectiveness of C1 stabilizer generally only lasts for a few hours."
The doctor said as he flipped through the documents.
"The effectiveness of the medicine I specially prepared for you will probably last for more than ten hours."
"Remember to take your medicine on time."
"Otherwise, your straight man identity will collapse."
The doctor looked at him and smiled.
Ai Zhe's face suddenly turned dark, his expression tense and a little gloomy.
Obviously not very happy, although he was very grateful to the doctor.
The doctor patted his shoulder.
"Hey, man, don't make that face. You know why I'm so happy right now?"
"At least you came back alive, and your body didn't have any other serious reactions."
The doctor has known Ai Zhe for many years and he understands Ai Zhe's situation.
"That male insect just fed you the Love Flower."
"Your blood and other physical tests have also shown that you only have mild sequelae of these related symptoms."
"Oh my God, this male insect really is..." The doctor couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.
"Remember, these medicines require you to avoid these foods. You can't eat these foods within one hour after taking the medicine... You can't eat these foods within two hours..."
“It’s all written in the instructions.”
When Ai Zhe saw the entire page of densely packed prompts transmitted to the communication device, his breathing paused.
I was a little surprised. How could there be so many?
"Hey, maybe it will be better in the future."
"Anyway, this is the only symptom you have right now."
"As a straight man, I know it's hard to accept. Maybe you need more psychological counseling."
The doctor patted his shoulder again.
"After all, you've never even held a girl's hand, and yet you become like this..." The doctor suppressed a laugh.
Ai Zhe had a gloomy face and said nothing.
Walk out of the medical department and look at the medical instructions given by the doctor.
It was filled with precautions, and his dark circles became even deeper.
As he walked towards his cabin, a strange, fist-sized figure quickly crawled across the windowsill, making a slight noise.
Hid in the pile of ivy plants next to it.
Ai Zhe was looking down at the doctor's instructions when he heard the voice and suddenly looked up, but at that moment, the only sound was the white noise of the various equipment in the camp working normally and the sound of the wind...
There is also the barking of puppies in the distance.
He paused.
He clenched the screen in his hand, his finger bones slightly tense.
"Hey, remember to go to the treatment room this afternoon."
"Colonel Sting arranged it for us."
Recuperation is a program in which soldiers soak in a dedicated single-person water tank, which is equipped with devices such as water wave buffers and repair factors.
It is good for the body and can relieve old injuries.
Ai Zhe glanced at him and made an OK gesture.
But Northen suddenly put the magnetic knife in front of him.
"You cut my arm before, and I haven't settled the score with you yet."
Ai Zhe frowned and looked at him with some displeasure.
No one mentioned the arm for a long time.
But this guy has been bringing it up again and again lately.
"You, you practice with me. I asked you to practice with me. It will be considered as a way to offset the evil you have done."
His tone was awkward, and he put away the knife somewhat unnaturally.
In the next few days, he will stay in the sanatorium and train fighting skills with Northam.
Because Northen's performance is getting better and better, the camp also hopes that he can be bound with Aizheduo.
Ai Zhe took him on missions and helped him adapt to the rhythm of actual combat.
After bringing Northam out, he will be able to lead the newly established Ninth Legion.
"Um, are you feeling better?"
Northam paused, then turned his eyes away slightly, touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, looking embarrassed.
To be honest, they are of the same age, and no one should give in to the other, and no one should care about the other, but some words still came out of their mouths.
"Better."
There was no emotion in Ai Zhe's tone, but it was obviously calmer.
He looked at Northen's arm again and paused, even though he knew that the other party's injury had healed.
"So how's your arm now?"
He still asked, his tone was not serious, as if it was unintentional.
"The scar should be completely gone in a few months."
Northen's soldier's boots gently kicked the pebbles on the ground, as if to hide a little discomfort. The two men fell into a brief silence.
Then, there was a sound of something crawling.
It seemed as if it had been monitoring the movements here for a long time, and was carried by the wind, light and clear.
Both of them heard it and their expressions changed.
After looking at each other, they looked at the windowsill in some surprise.
But there was nothing on the windowsill, but the dust left traces of where it had been crawled on.
Aizhe and Noson looked at the windowsill for a long time without moving.
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