Long Yan, however, pretended to be mysterious. "This is his privacy. When he's willing to tell you, you'll know it yourself. The abilities of dual-powered people are relatively private. Only those in combat or those close to them can know about it."
"I see."
"Ling Lang is a rare genius in the base. He has awakened dual abilities at such a young age. He has a promising future. Once you arrive at the base, you'll see how many girls will secretly love and pursue him." As he spoke, Long Yan winked at her, "...you must seize the opportunity."
Pei Xiqing didn't react, "What?"
"Nothing, let's take a shower. Let's go together." Long Yan put his arm around her shoulders and led her into the tent.
However, speaking of people with dual abilities, the male protagonist Xiao Yue is one of them, but he seems to have not returned to the base yet, and the people in the base don’t know this.
There was hot water in the tent, and the temperature was relatively high. After Pei Xiqing and Long Yan took a shower together, Long Yan opened the curtain and came out first. "How about I help you shower? Your jacket is getting heavy after getting wet..."
Long Yan was standing outside drying clothes and asked her, "Can you wash them?"
Pei Xiqing was wearing a men's shirt and squatting next to the bucket with bare legs. "No, I can wash it myself. Sister Long Yan, just wash your own clothes."
"If you need help, just tell me."
"OK."
Long Yan was right. The inside of the jacket was full of fur, and it was a very thick style. Once it was soaked in water, it became as heavy as a quilt. It felt like five or six kilograms before washing, and fifty kilograms after washing.
She rubbed her hands laboriously, sighed, and decided to wash her underwear and hang it outside to dry before returning to continue her struggle with the jacket.
She washed for a long time. Fortunately, the water was filtered and pumped up from the nearby river, otherwise she would have really wasted water.
Pei Xiqing was halfway through washing when she heard footsteps outside and then Ling Lang's voice. Feeling guilty and nervous, she quickened her pace and rubbed the clothes vigorously. She finally finished washing the clothes before they came in, and just as she stood up, she bumped into Ling Lang.
Ling Lang took off his coat. Probably because he had just experienced a battle, his black T-shirt was soaked with sweat. He took off his mask, rubbed his hair, and just as he opened his eyelids, he saw a slender figure in the tent.
Pei Xiqing was startled, thinking it was someone else.
He breathed a sigh of relief and walked out holding the bucket.
Ling Lang reached out to stop the person and said with lowered eyes, "How long can it take to wash clothes?"
"It's heavy. If you don't believe me, try it."
He tutted, took it with one hand, and tossed it: "Is it heavy?"
Pei Xiqing wanted to snatch it back, but Ling Lang asked, "Aren't you going to dry it?"
"……right."
"Then what are you grabbing?"
Pei Xiqing asked in surprise: "Can I see how you dry it?"
Ling Lang: ...
"You're an ignorant fool."
"Will you suffocate to death if you don't curse a word less?"
"For you, it really does."
He carried the bucket and placed it on the table. He took out the clothes inside and shook off the water. A ball of light red energy condensed in his palm and passed it towards the clothes.
In less than ten seconds, she already felt the heat.
"Amazing." Pei Xiqing praised.
Ling Lang snorted indifferently: "It's just a little trick. You haven't seen anything truly powerful yet."
"I'll try to see him while I'm still alive."
…
Ling Lang stared at her.
Pei Xiqing blinked: "What are you doing?"
"...You'd better be alive by then," he said. "Don't be halfway there, or you won't even be able to see the base."
"Don't worry. Besides, as long as you don't kill me, I won't die even if I turn into a zombie."
"You're quite good at taking shortcuts."
Pei Xiqing smiled with her eyes curved, and put her hands on the fabric of the clothes again, trying to get warm, but as soon as she got close, she was severely burned by a strange energy.
"Hiss..." She suddenly withdrew her hand.
Before he could even check what was happening on his hand, Ling Lang grabbed his wrist. He frowned and said, "Are you crazy? People without superpowers can't just touch superpowers! They'll get burned by them."
Ling Lang lowered his head to check the wound on her fingertip, "Didn't anyone tell you?"
Pei Xiqing shook her head: "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
It's not written in the book, and the master has no memory of this, because the master has no special abilities.
"Tsk..." Ling Lang looked at the red and swollen fingertips of the girl and said irritably, "I'll get you some medicine."
"No, no, it's just a minor injury. It should heal in a while..."
"Superpowers are no joke to you."
Pei Xiqing instantly felt the difference in power between them, as well as the burning sensation of the fire power in Ling Lang's palm. She felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to pull it back.
Ling Lang held her hand tightly, not giving her any chance to take it back.
She was forced to walk outside, but after taking a few steps, her eyes met Duan Xiaolin who came in from outside the tent with the curtain lifted.
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