Judging from Kong Sang's mental state, well, for the sake of my own life, it's better to drive it myself.
Working tirelessly as a driver, Lan Ye also discovered that Kong Sang suffered from severe insomnia, barely sleeping at night and only able to catch up on sleep during the day...
Once everything was settled, he handed over the driver's job to the night owl Kong Sang at night, and drove during the day, which was fairly harmonious.
Towards the end of the journey, Kongsang could no longer hide where he wanted to go, since driving any further would have crossed the border into Country C...
Looking at the desolate village before him, Lan Ye's fist hardened.
What a relaxing place! They tricked him into coming here to die. Even if he survives, he won't be able to explain himself when he gets back.
Si Yu was forced to complete the mission. He was an unrelated person who followed him from afar. Who would believe that he was not close to the Si family?
Driving is slower, so Lin Changli and his group arrived much earlier than Kong Sang to scout the location first.
Kong Sang's RV was quite conspicuous here. As soon as they arrived, Lin Changli and others came to greet them. When they saw that the two of them had arrived in an RV, their faces immediately darkened.
In other words, the two of them slept in a closed space for the past few days.
Reaching out to put his arm around Kong Sang's waist, Lin Changli frowned: "You didn't say you were driving here." His tone already carried a hint of displeasure.
Lan Ye scoffed: "President Lin, if your mind isn't pure, don't open your eyes to look."
Having grown accustomed to Lan Ye's sharp tongue, Kong Sang wasn't in the mood to pay him any attention. She glanced around and asked, "Where's Si Yu?"
The group's eyes darkened, and Yu Wei sighed, "Logically, he should have been the first to arrive, but for some reason, we can't get in touch with him... We arrived the night before last, and after asking around, no one knew anything about him."
From the outside, Tianhuang Village looks like a village at the foot of a mountain. It's normal that it's a bit deserted and desolate because of the cases that happened inexplicably.
The road was in disrepair and the RVs couldn't drive in, so they had to park outside the village.
Occasionally, one or two locals dressed in special bodysuits would appear at the entrance of the village, casting strange glances at them as if they didn't understand why anyone would come.
Qi Yun pondered for a moment and said, "Si Yu wouldn't be in such an easy situation. There must be some special circumstances that make it inconvenient to contact him. Let's continue with our business. I'll take you to settle in first. We'll stay in the courtyard that used to house tourists. Let's go."
Kong Sang hummed in agreement, dragged down his suitcase, and inadvertently, the suitcase seemed to have not been closed properly, spilling a little bit of pink gene-based medicinal sprouts.
He bent down to pick it up, stuffed it into the box, and walked away with the box, looking perfectly normal.
The crowd was quite perceptive; they were now under increased scrutiny, all looking at Kong Sang thoughtfully…
Lan Ye's eyes flickered slightly: "Pink gene-enhancing drugs, could it be the next generation that the Nie family is going to update? How about getting some for my uncle first?"
Kong Sang glanced sideways: "Uncle doesn't take gene-editing drugs either, so what's the point of getting them? Could it be that you've changed your mind and want to mutate the mouse gene too? Ah... mice don't match you, you might mutate into a noisy chicken or something."
"Heh, you're quite vengeful. Have you forgotten who took care of you these past few nights without sleep, and how much effort I expended...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Lan Ye nimbly dodged to the side, avoiding a military knife that was deeply embedded in the ground.
Lan Ye laughed in exasperation. He knew Lin Changli had misunderstood. He meant that driving was physically demanding, but this guy had imagined some kind of ridiculous scenario.
But who wouldn't get angry after being treated like this? Lan Ye simply said, "What, you can't stand it? Should I explain it to you in detail?"
"Major General Lan, you'd better watch your words. I naturally trust Sangsang, but the way you speak is very unpleasant to listen to."
The smile faded from Lan Ye's handsome face as he picked up the military knife from the ground and toyed with it: "Your discomfort... what does that have to do with me?"
The military knife flew back swiftly, and Lin Changli precisely gripped the handle, a hint of coldness creeping onto his alluring face.
The two clashed in the blink of an eye. Yu Wei frowned, wondering whether she should try to mediate. It wouldn't be good for them to have internal conflicts while traveling.
Kong Sang simply dragged his suitcase and walked between the two without changing his expression, seemingly oblivious to the tense atmosphere between them.
She's here to handle important matters; why would she get involved in a childish fight between kids?
If there really is a factor here, she must get it; it's just a matter of whether it can replace her factor development.
[It can't replace him, but at least you don't have to dig out his heart and bleed him out. Ordinary blood dripped into the crystal is enough to develop gene drugs at the level of Green Sprout.]
Hearing Aitong say this, Kongsang felt relieved. From heart blood to ordinary blood, this was a considerable leap. If it could really be found, it would be a successful self-salvation.
【Aitong… wait a minute, if such a substitute really exists, there's no reason why Nie Qu wouldn't know?】 She really admired this person's dedication to research.
He came here and found nothing. I can only say there is something; whether you can get it is up to you.
Wow, it looks so mysterious. Just what kind of mysterious entity is Aitong? This question has piqued Kongsang's curiosity once again.
The two fighting cocks, having been so swiftly and decisively dismissed by Kong Sang, lost their temper and followed silently behind.
Tianhuangzhai used to be a popular tourist destination, and it still had basic accommodation facilities. Unfortunately, it had been deserted for many years and was filled with a damp, moldy smell.
The room was quite dusty, but it could be tidied up and was barely habitable. After putting down his luggage, Kong Sang noticed that the small courtyard was not uninhabited. An eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl was standing under a withered tree not far away, staring intently at Kong Sang.
Wrapped in black and red silk, the dress was plain and simple, lacking any aesthetic appeal and instead giving off a sinister feeling, like wearing a funeral shroud.
Seemingly noticing Kong Sang's scrutinizing gaze, the girl turned and left, her back swaying as if she had a problem with her leg...
"That's the owner of this little courtyard. Her name is Bai Luo. She seems to be an orphan. This little courtyard is the family property left by her parents, and she used to be able to make a living from it."
"Later, Tianhuang Village was plagued by frequent incidents, and no one came here anymore. It was almost abandoned. When we arrived, no one wanted to talk to us. She probably took us in because she needed to survive," Yu Wei explained.
Perhaps because of those events, the locals have been largely abandoned by the government. Apart from occasionally sending some supplies, no one seems to care about their lives anymore.
Si Yu was tricked; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to complete this task.
When Kongsang arrived, it was already quite late. After exchanging a few words, everyone prepared to rest and continue discussing how to proceed the next day.
There weren't many rooms in the courtyard, and they were all shared rooms. In case of an emergency, the group decided to sleep in one room.
In the apocalypse, people can sleep standing up, let alone with bedding, so there's nothing that Yu Wei and the others can't accept.
Lan Ye's promotion to major general was based on genuine merit; he often slept in trees during missions and was never picky, except for Kong Sang...
Lan Ye looked at the neck, which had already developed a rash after just a short time in the damp room, and sneered, "Young Miss is really delicate. Do you even know what kind of place this is? You dared to trick me into coming here?"
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