Chapter 11 Chapter 11 You're on a pirate ship and you still want to leave?

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The voice faded away, the river wind roared outside the window, and the living room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Gu Mengran used the same words he told his grandfather, but he exaggerated them, omitted his deceased mother and grandmother, and told Liang Zhao exactly what was going to happen in a dream.

Now ten minutes had passed, and Liang Zhao was still sitting next to Gu Mengran with a calm face. It seemed that they were not talking about the end of the world, but what to eat for lunch. He lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and his emotions could not be seen. He did not say a word from beginning to end.

However, his sitting posture changed from leaning back leisurely to sitting upright, with his elbows resting on his knees, his clasped hands resting on his chin, his thumbs rubbing repeatedly, as if he was thinking about something.

The solemn atmosphere made Gu Mengran feel a little suffocated. He didn't dare to look at Liang Zhao's reaction, but he was extremely curious.

Volcanoes, earthquakes, a continuous downpour of rain all year round...it's too unbelievable no matter how you think about it. Will Liang Zhao believe it?

Most people would think he is crazy, right?

Take a quick glance, then another glance, then clear your throat to create some movement.

Gu Mengran was torn between his own conscience and his own desires. While someone was doing something stupid beside him, Liang Zhao was immersed in his own world and was completely unmoved.

Gu Mengran was anxious and no longer had the heart to joke. He looked up at Liang Zhao, his expression becoming serious, and explained as much as he could: "I know a dream can't explain much, but it's too real, so real that it feels like I've experienced it myself. Of course, words are not enough, can you try to believe me? I can tell you--"

"Why me?"

Liang Zhao lifted the curtain and looked at Gu Mengran with scrutiny in his deep eyes.

Regardless of natural disasters or where to find safety, Liang Zhao only cared about one question: "You went to great lengths to find me and take me on board. Was it actually to take me with you to escape?"

Gu Mengran nodded hesitantly, "That's right."

"So why me?" Liang Zhao turned around casually, his brows slightly furrowed, and his dark pupils reflected Gu Mengran's profile.

Realizing that his tone was too harsh, Liang Zhao slowed down his tone and spoke in an exceptionally gentle voice.

"If Blue Star eventually turns into an ocean, the Wind Wing is indeed a good choice. But you can bring your family, classmates or friends you have a good relationship with, or people who can provide you with help. Why... take me?"

Just a few short sentences left Gu Mengran speechless.

Why bring Liang Zhao? Of course it's because of the previous life, but can you talk about the previous life?

These past few days he had been thinking about how to talk to Liang Zhao and how to respond to Liang Zhao's questions, but who knew Liang Zhao's perspective—too tricky!

The burning gaze was like burning fire. Gu Mengran pursed his lips and tried to get away with it: "This is not important. What's important is tomorrow. If there is an earthquake tomorrow, then -"

"Very important." Liang Zhao frowned, tapping the tea table repeatedly with his fingertips. There was a slight hint of bias in his eyes, implying that if Gu Mengran didn't answer, he wouldn't be able to continue the conversation.

"Okay." Gu Mengran compromised helplessly, "Because it's a dream, or that dream. In the dream... I almost died several times, and you saved me again and again."

"Although we haven't been in touch for many years, the dream feels so real to me. You saved me so many times in my dream, how could I not bring you along? I'm afraid I'll have a guilty conscience!"

Without any countermeasures prepared, Gu Mengran could only speak the truth. He spoke in a light tone, as if he was making an insignificant joke, and did not mention a word about their "dream" encounter.

Liang Zhao stared at Gu Mengran, and when he saw no trace of sadness on his face, he turned his gaze away and murmured to himself, "Because of a dream."

"Yeah." Gu Mengran responded softly.

It’s finally over!

Liang Zhao was a man who gave off an oppressive vibe. Gu Mengran wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, and his breathing became much smoother.

The matter was not yet resolved. Gu Mengran secretly glanced at Liang Zhao again. Seeing that he looked solemn, he asked uncertainly, "Gu Mengran is asking me, but what about you, Liang Zhao? Do you believe that dream is about to become a reality?"

Liang Zhao raised his eyes and met his gaze. "I don't know, but I believe you."

Gu Mengran felt warm at the words, but he had nothing to say. He blinked blankly, "Why don't you seem to care at all? Ask me, when will the volcano erupt and the earthquake come?"

Liang Zhao tilted his head and looked at him: "Okay, when it explodes, when will I come?"

"……tomorrow!"

"Okay, got it."

Communication is not easy. Gu Mengran sighed: "Ah, you are always like this. It seems that you don't care about anything. It doesn't matter if you live or die. You are really sorry, Liang Zhao."

The same thing happened to Liang Zhao in his previous life, but Gu Mengran was even more devastated than him at that time.

"You understand me so well in my dream?" Liang Zhao looked at him in surprise, with a faint smile on his face. "I am alone and have nothing to worry about. If there is no disaster, I will just muddle through. If there is a disaster, I will just get through it. There is really no difference."

“It’s different now.”

Gu Mengran's fingertips trembled slightly, and his palm gently covered Liang Zhao's shoulder. His tone changed from casual to serious: "You are not just a person. If you wish, from now on, grandpa and I can be your family."

Liang Zhao was stunned for a moment, his throat moved up and down, and he let out a vague chuckle, "Yeah, okay."

"Since we are family," Gu Mengran dragged out the last line of his voice, holding back a sly smile, his palm slid from Liang Zhao's shoulder to his wrist, and gently held his left hand, "then it is necessary for me to take you to see our family's assets."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Mengran's five bony fingers tightly embedded themselves between Liang Zhao's fingers.

Feeling the body temperature of another person, Liang Zhao's breath was choked, and he didn't understand the meaning of Gu Mengran's words at all. The next moment, a dazzling light suddenly lit up in front of him, and Liang Zhao was forced to close his eyes because he could not avoid it.

It was like riding a roller coaster, with a strong sense of dizziness stimulating the brain. When the light faded and Liang Zhao came to his senses, they were no longer in the living room.

Liang Zhao had no idea what had happened. When he confirmed that Gu Mengran was standing beside him unharmed, he heaved a sigh of relief and quickly looked around.

A wasteland. Somehow, they teleported from the Wind Wing to a wasteland. The wasteland seemed to have been reclaimed by a large machine. The soil was fluffy, flat and regular, without the slightest inclination.

The azure sky looked like a cheap decorative painting, with no wind or cloud, no yellow fog, and the air was exceptionally fresh. Unfortunately, all I could see was mud, a vast expanse of yellow land without a single extra weed.

Before Liang Zhao could figure out what was going on, suddenly, the sound of flowing water mixed with a rustling sound came from the front right. He looked up, his pupils constricted, and a group of poultry and livestock that did not fit in with the surrounding environment suddenly came into his sight.

At the same time, a chuckle came from the side. Liang Zhao frowned and retracted his gaze, only to see Gu Mengran looking at him with a half-smile and a playful expression.

"It's rare, it's rare to see tension on your face. How is it? Not bad, my secret base." Gu Mengran's mouth curled up uncontrollably. He wanted to stretch out his hand to gesture, but when he raised his hand, he found that he and Liang Zhao were still holding hands.

They were both stunned and let go of each other's hands at the same time.

The atmosphere became awkward for no apparent reason. Gu Mengran turned away and gently touched his nose. Fortunately, Liang Zhao was more interested in the wasteland in front of him and asked, "Your secret base? Where is this? How did you make us appear here suddenly?"

"That's another thing I want to tell you." Gu Mengran cleared his throat and began to talk nonsense in a serious tone: "After waking up from the dream, I had a high fever and almost burned myself to death. But after that day, this thing similar to... a portable space suddenly appeared in my body."

Gu Mengran has been feeling very depressed these days. His grandfather is old, so Gu Mengran only dares to tell him about the storage space. He was afraid of scaring his grandfather about the overly novel planting space, so he never dared to mention it.

Liang Zhao is young and has a strong ability to accept new things.

Gu Mengran introduced the two spaces to Liang Zhao as soon as he saw them, telling them the functions and uses of the two spaces, as well as the current stockpiling of materials, without reservation.

As expected, he was the most emotionally stable person Gu Mengran had ever met. Faced with this space beyond his cognitive scope, Liang Zhao, like in his previous life, only raised a few questions and quickly grasped the essence of the space - to use it for farming.

The two walked side by side aimlessly along the edge of space.

Passing by the stream, Liang Zhao leaned over, scooped up a handful of water, put it under his nose and sniffed it, "There is no strange smell. Is the water drinkable?"

"Yes, after the rain, the surface water resources are seriously polluted. Go--" Gu Mengran stuttered for a moment, and hurriedly supplemented: "In the dream, we lived on stream water."

The stream water is comparable to spring water, which is why Gu Mengran did not stockpile large amounts of water before.

Liang Zhao glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, then raised his hand to bring the water to his mouth.

"Hey!" Gu Mengran was quick to act and slapped Liang Zhao's hand away in time.

Water splashed all over the ground, Liang Zhao looked at him in confusion. Gu Mengran chuckled and pointed at the ducks and geese swimming by the stream, "It's very dirty, my friend. If you want to drink, go upstream."

Liang Zhao's eyes were attracted by the poultry and livestock wandering around, and he asked with interest, "Are they also brought by the space?"

"I don't have that much space. Except for the soil and water, everything else was bought by me. Grandpa said that no matter how much supplies we have, they will all be eaten up one day, and production is the most important thing. Yes, so I bought some poultry and livestock and raised them for breeding." Gu Mengran opened the conversation and explained.

Liang Zhaoan listened to him quietly and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? Didn't you just say that you didn't tell Master Meng about this space? How did he let you give birth?"

Gu Mengran's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly laughed it off, "I just said that when I was preaching, it's not important. It's so troublesome for me to find time to feed the chickens and pigs every night, and I still have to farm in the future. I don't care, you have to come and help!"

The topic change was a bit abrupt, Liang Zhao didn't delve into it, just looked at him and smiled, "Okay."

There was really nothing to see in the muddy space, so after a quick walk around and having seen and said what he needed to say, Gu Mengran prepared to take Liang Zhao out.

You can leave the same way you came in. Others entering or leaving the space must obtain permission from the owner, Gu Mengran, and have physical contact with him.

Liang Zhao was half a head taller than Gu Mengran, and his hands were also a circle bigger than his. Although he had already held his hand once before, when his left hand was once again wrapped in Liang Zhao's scorching body temperature, the tip of Gu Mengran's ear was quietly stained with red.

Gu Mengran was reluctant to start his conversation with Liang Zhaoqian, and just as he was about to leave, a key question suddenly popped up in his mind.

"That..." Gu Mengran glanced at Liang Zhao, hesitating and seeming to want to say something.

Noticing his abnormality, Liang Zhao turned his head and looked over, "Huh?"

Gu Mengran's face flushed, and he managed to utter a few words: "I owe you money——"

"A natural disaster is coming, and people are dying. Why are you still thinking about this?" Liang Zhao interrupted him and said with a dumb smile, "Besides, you took me on board and saved my life in disguise. I should owe you."

Gu Mengran shook his head: "Not really. With your ability, you will definitely be able to survive the disaster. I just want... to make your life better."

"Are you so confident in me?" Liang Zhao lowered his eyes slightly, and the tenderness in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

Without waiting for Gu Mengran to answer, he spoke again: "Actually, I have another question. You have been hiding it from me these days because you were afraid that I wouldn't believe you. Then why did you tell me today all of a sudden?"

Gu Mengran shrugged: "The natural disaster will come tomorrow, and tonight is the best time. Even if you don't believe me and think I'm crazy, I will still advise you to stay one more day. Wouldn't it be proven tomorrow when the disaster comes?"

"I don't believe it. Why should you stay one more day?" Liang Zhao teased him deliberately.

Gu Mengran snorted and half-jokingly said, "Two fists can't beat four hands, Liang Zhao. You're on my pirate ship and you still want to leave?"