Lin Guang will die sooner or later. Now he just needs to wait and he will get his revenge.
He was lying on the bed when he heard a slight noise.
"puff."
The pink-haired ball flashed by, and Little Aibing squeezed in through the crack in the door, sliding rapidly on the ground. Five seconds later, it puffed up like a pancake and quickly returned to the shape of a fox.
"Be careful of the white knot on the head of the bed, it might be a trigger trap." Su Mingan said.
"Okay, I won't touch it." Xiao Ai wagged her tail and said, "Why don't we call Su Lin to come and take you away? You're suffering too much. You're like a vegetable."
"No need. As long as I am in the City of God, Lin Guang will always keep his promise." Su Mingan said.
This pain is nothing compared to the alienated empty san state and his more than forty deaths.
"Then are you going to just lie paralyzed in bed like this?" Xiao Ai said, "What if the army really breaks in and Lin Guang wants to die with you in the end? You won't be able to resist."
Su Mingan thought, "I don't think he will die with me."
"A pervert is a pervert. What if he wants to go to hell with you to be friends?" Xiao Ai shook his big tail. Ever since he lost his status as a god, he seemed to have learned how to act cute without any instruction.
Su Mingan closed his eyes. He had not forgotten that there were twelve cameras in this room. If he said something bad about Lin Guang again, the situation would be even worse.
Moreover, he thought that the reason why Lin Guang let Xiao Ai go was probably to give him someone to talk to when he was unable to move...
Su Mingan found it difficult to describe this twisted and weird friendship. It was like hammering a hole in the wall and then carefully filling it up.
He no longer paid attention to the chattering Xiao Ai and turned his attention back to the bionic body in the outside world.
…
"——Xiao Shuai, Xiao Shuai?"
A cool breeze brushed past his ears.
Su Mingan blinked, and Xizheng shook his shoulders in panic. Her black hair was a little messy and draped over her shoulders, and her dark eyes were full of worry.
"...I'm here." Su Mingan's voice was a little hoarse.
This is in the truck, and the sandy scenery outside the window is rapidly receding.
Sen and Xia Sheng sat in the front driver's seat and the front passenger's seat, the sun was setting, the truck was speeding across the sand, and everything in sight seemed to be covered with a layer of vermilion film. The sea of sand was dotted with dead willows, the dry and cold white sand looked like empty waves, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and burnt mosquito corpses.
Su Mingan stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze for five seconds. It seemed that they were on the way back to Doomsday City.
"I see that your body has been motionless. Did something happen in the City of God?" Xi said.
"It's okay." Su Mingan shook his head.
He coughed a few times; the lack of oxygen and blood loss were affecting his spirit.
Xi placed her hand on his forehead, measured it, and confirmed that he was safe.
The car radio was blaring with news:
[December 30, 48th year of the Cataclysm, winter, the Freedom Faction Military and Civilian Broadcasting brings you the latest news——]
[At 3:00 pm today, Doomsday City received the latest news that the battle line is advancing smoothly. Please do not panic, stay calm, and fight the nuclear war with the city-state.]
[We have learned that the 16th Division of the Search Team, Captain Xia Sheng, the 'God of War', has brought back a batch of Originium resources and will give priority to arming the soldiers on the front line...]
"Crash..." The safety knot kept shaking inside the car.
"I'm fine." Su Ming'an moved Xi's hand away and heard Sen and Xia Sheng chatting in front.
"Xia Sheng, I heard that you adopted a pair of twin orphans just a few days ago?" Sen asked.
"Well, I went back home and brought out two children who had lost their parents." Xia Sheng's voice was low and magnetic: "They are still young, very well-behaved, and don't like to cry."
The blurry news report was still playing:
[At 4:00 pm today, Doomsday City Deputy Mayor Lu gave a speech at the Kachar Council Hall, stating that human victory is no longer far away. He described the current war situation as "the night before dawn" and reiterated that everyone should remain calm at this critical moment. ]
[Doomsday City has suspended all civilian information systems to reduce the risk of internal infiltration. Human civilization will surely be able to be passed on smoothly...]
"Go home?" Sen remembered that Xia Sheng's parents all died in the war.
"It's those old houses in the village. I grew up eating at many people's houses." Xia Sheng pulled up the glass to prevent the smoke from reaching Su Mingan. He held a cigarette in his mouth, and the blue flame flickered slightly between his calloused palms:
"The villagers took me in, gave me candy, gave me brown bread, made me a small wooden sword, gave me a slingshot... The elderly people who took care of me passed away one after another. When I drove back a few months ago, I saw only empty thatched houses... At that time, my truck was loaded with hundreds of white breads and 30 kilograms of white sugar.
When they were little, I promised them that I would take them to a big city when they got better, and let them eat white bread and drink sugar water every day... Now this wish has come true, but no one can give them white bread. "
"Maybe they migrated. The war has been going on for more than ten years, so it is possible that they moved to a new place," said Su Mingan.
"...I thought so too, until I saw a dozen monuments standing at the bottom of the slope where I often played as a child, all with names I was familiar with," said Xia Sheng.
Su Mingan listened quietly, and the live broadcast room was filled with New Year greetings.
[Ming'an, Ming'an, are you going to stay up tonight? ]
[You're not staying up late. Tomorrow morning at six is the deadline for the nuclear explosion. There's no way you can sleep. ]
[Today is New Year's Eve! Dreamcatcher wishes you all a happy New Year in advance! ]
[There are still so many people watching the Spring Festival Gala. I saw many people in the square, holding a live broadcast room in one hand and the gala in the other, watching both online.]
[I thought Su Mingan would have a good year... When will Baimao die? ]
[I see other players celebrating in the city, eating hotpot, and setting off fireworks, but why is it so tiring here at Su Mingan...]
[Yueyue is far away in the city-state defending the city, Lu Shu is missing, Noel is invaded by Tawei, Lu doesn't seem to be normal, Luna is dead, and there is no news about Yamada Machiichi from the God Camp. Su Mingan doesn't have any teammates around him...]
[In the end, no one was there to spend the New Year with him.]
【……】
Suddenly, Su Mingan heard a rustling noise.
Xi placed a red knotted cord in Su Ming'an's hand, which looked like a dragon knot.
"Xiao Shuai, this is for you." Xi smiled and said, "Happy Fuyuan Festival."
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