After Lin Yi expressed her opinion, Liu Daniu, Li Han, Chunli, and Zhang Xin also expressed their opinions.
Li Han, of course, needs no introduction. He was originally a soldier, and saving lives was a mission etched into his very bones.
Chun-Li, on the other hand, didn't care. She felt free and unburdened. Being with everyone gave her a sense of belonging. She did whatever everyone else did, and she didn't care about saving or sacrificing herself.
As for Zhang Xin...
Her exact words were: "I never thought that one day I would participate in such a topic, let alone become a member of such a group. I am very honored."
In the end, only Chi Xia and Qin Zhao remained.
Whether Chi Xia expresses her opinion or not, no one cares. After all, in everyone's hearts, although she and Han Junche are not husband and wife, they are one.
However, they didn't care. Han Junche, one of the parties involved, looked at her intently, hoping she would give him an answer.
Chi Xia looked at his dark, watery eyes shining in the night and sighed deeply. How did she turn such a cool, arrogant, and awesome male lead, who was supposed to save the world, into such a clingy and insecure blonde?
She didn't say anything, but quietly reached out and squeezed his palm.
Han Junche's dark eyes lit up immediately. He grabbed her hand and then turned his gaze to Qin Zhao opposite him.
The campfire obscured Han Junche and Chi Xia's clasped hands. Sensing the gazes of the crowd, Qin Zhao looked up at Chi Xia, then lowered his eyes again.
No one urged him, after all, although they had shared life and death today, he had only known them for a little over twenty hours.
After a long silence, Qin Zhao raised his head and looked at Han Junche, saying, "Count me in. Not for anything else, just to see how far you can go."
The matter was settled, and after everyone washed up, they returned to their respective tents to sleep.
As night falls, all is quiet, the cool moonlight spills across the earth, and the occasional chirping of insects can be heard.
The campfire had gone out, leaving only wisps of smoke, and everyone in the camp had fallen asleep.
In the darkness, Qin Zhao suddenly opened his eyes. He quietly got up, opened the tent, and slowly walked out.
Liu Daniu, who was closest to his tent, heard the noise, glanced over groggily, and asked, "Is that Qin Zhao? Where is he going?"
Qin Zhao glanced at his tent and replied casually, "My stomach hurts, I'm going to relieve myself."
"Okay," Liu Daniu replied, "Stay a little further away, don't let the smell bother everyone."
Upon hearing this, Qin Zhao's face darkened, and he pursed his lips, saying, "I know, I know, I'll stay away."
After he agreed, Liu Daniu turned over and went back to sleep.
Qin Zhao left the camp, and Little Grey followed closely behind. The eyes of the man and the wolf glowed with an eerie red light in the darkness.
In the center of H City, a man and a wolf suddenly descended from the sky and strode into the house from the balcony. Qin Zhao, whose face was originally fair, now had veins bulging. He staggered and looked extremely disheveled. After entering the house, he roared, "Blood!"
There was someone in the room who immediately brought over a glass of red liquid. The person walked with a slightly unsteady gait, one arm was intact, but the other was covered in bandages.
One side of his face was rotting, revealing his gleaming white teeth.
Upon seeing the liquid in his cup, Qin Zhao rushed over, snatched the cup, and drank it all in one gulp.
His chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath, and the bulging veins on his face gradually receded with each breath until they disappeared.
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