The morning air was crisp after a heavy rain, and many people could be seen jogging and exercising on the streets. Wei Sushen wandered around, bought breakfast, and returned to find the system, as expected, curled up in a ball, sleeping with its head buried in its blankets.
"Wake up."
Fang Shan didn't move, his breathing was so shallow that it was hard to tell whether he was dead or alive.
Wei Sushen placed the breakfast on the tip of his nose. After a while, Fang Shan slowly woke up, washed up with his eyes closed, and ate.
Wei Sushen: "You can save your appetite until noon."
"reason."
"Zhang Tian said he made a great contribution by destroying the mutant plants, and someone from the city is treating him to lunch today."
Fang Shan didn't care about being treated to a meal by someone else, so he took two quick bites and stopped eating.
Not long after breakfast, Zhang Tian knocked on the door and came in to inform them of the departure time. He repeatedly urged them to be ready in advance and not to keep the important person waiting for too long.
Fang Shan saw the envy that was barely concealed between his brows and couldn't help but chuckle.
Zhang Tian scratched his head embarrassedly: "I heard that the one who invited you is an S-level psychic. This kind of opportunity is not available to everyone."
Fang Shan and Wei Sushen exchanged a glance, their originally gentle smiles becoming somewhat sinister. "That's really good luck."
Lunch was scheduled at the famous local Dawn Hotel. The busy waiters coming and going made people feel a little emotional. After several years of clearing out the zombies, there were basically no zombies in the city, and the restoration of its former prosperity seemed to be just around the corner.
Zhang Tian left home half an hour early, so when they arrived, no one else had arrived yet.
The members of the team were all discussing S-level psychics, especially the girls. A single, powerful male psychic was enough to arouse their interest.
The agreed time was half past one, the second hand made its last turn, and the other party arrived just at the last moment.
There were three people in total, one was a slightly fat middle-aged man, and the other two were much younger, especially the young man with a baby face. If he changed his clothes, he might be mistaken for a high school student.
Zhang Tian shook hands with the obese middle-aged man and introduced him to Fang Shan and Wei Sushen, saying, "This is the man in charge of urban security..."
"Commander Li," the middle-aged man took the initiative to introduce, adding, "Commander Li is his real name."
Wei Sushen wasn't unsociable; he simply disliked worthless socializing. When he was silent, Fang Shan was his best spokesperson. He shook the middle-aged man's hand with a fake smile, his face indistinguishable from genuine. "Interesting name."
Once the topic was opened, it soon turned into a pleasant conversation. During this time, Fang Shan kept looking at the middle-aged man with a smile. On the surface, he seemed to be listening to him, but the corner of his eyes lingered on the other two people from time to time.
When the middle-aged man had almost finished speaking, Fang Shan changed the topic of conversation: "These two are..."
Commander Li laughed innocently, "Look at me, I almost forgot." He then began to introduce them one by one: "Li Bufan, my nephew, an S-class psychic. Next to him is his friend, Jiang Qiu."
Based on the appearance screening method, Commander Li was ruled out, and then based on the number of strokes in the name, Fang Shan placed his suspicion on Jiang Qiu as the main suspect.
Even without communicating, Wei Sushen knew what he was thinking. He shook his head and gestured to be more reserved in his gaze.
The baby-faced boy took the initiative to greet them, his voice was quite clear, a bit like a girl's.
Commander Li spoke to the waiter and asked him to prepare the dishes.
A few bottles of good wine, a table of delicious food, the standard for a dinner party was the same around the end of the world. During the meal, the topic of conversation basically revolved around Li Bufan, and everyone was full of praise for him.
When it comes to praising people in a rainbow-like manner, Fang Shan believes he has never been inferior to anyone. He was still chattering away when Baby Face interrupted him, saying, "When it comes to adventures, you're no less capable than me."
Li Bufan then spoke: "I've also heard that few people can survive when their spirits are low."
The baby-faced man flicked his index finger and smiled, "It's not rare, it's none at all."
On the other side, Zhang Tian praised his teammates without hesitation and began to talk about the brothers' past achievements.
A-level psychic talents, while impressive, were not rare, and their limited experience was insignificant in the eyes of those who had seen the world. The baby-faced man listened intently, occasionally asking a question about the various stages of the conversation.
After three rounds of drinks, Li Bufan suddenly asked about their next plan.
He had barely said a word or two during the dinner, and when he spoke, Zhang Tian felt flattered. "Someone in Lingnan has issued a call for action, and I'm planning to take a team there to take a look."
Li Bufan picked up the wine glass, his eyes following the wine, his mind a blur of truth and falsehood. "Why not stay a few more days? The mutated squirrels you found earlier aren't isolated cases. The troops discovered similar situations when they were clearing out the mutated plants along the main roads."
As Zhang Tian was puzzled, Commander Li's expression became solemn: "We suspect someone is raising animals infected with the virus."
"How could this happen?" The girl in the team was the first to question it. If you are not careful when raising such a thing, you will be doomed.
The one who responded to him was the baby-faced Jiang Qiu, with an inexplicable smile: "The abyss always tempts people to peek in."
The girl's sixth sense made her instinctively feel that something was amiss when she heard this. She subconsciously looked at the strongest Li Bufan, who gave a fairly reasonable explanation: "Before the apocalypse, some people also enjoyed raising crocodiles."
After he finished speaking, he said to Zhang Tian: "Your team is quite strong and can help us at a critical moment."
Now that things have come to this, it would be ungrateful to refuse. Zhang Tian thought that it would be a rare experience to fight side by side with an S-level psychic, and finally chose to nod in agreement.
Before leaving, Li Bufan exchanged contact information with them, and Commander Li also took the initiative to promise to provide them with new accommodation on the grounds of making free contributions to Lingu City.
After getting on the bus, the girl heaved a sigh of relief and chattered non-stop while pulling Zhang Tian along: "All the high-level psychics we've met are arrogant. Compared to them, Li Bufan is simply a little angel!"
Although he was a little cold, he was quite polite and you didn't feel looked down upon by his words and actions.
Out of admiration for the strong, Zhang Tian also praised him highly.
That night, they were transferred from the hotel to a hotel.
Nowadays, the ranking of hotels is not based on how luxurious they are, but on their security measures. The place they are staying in now is said to be able to withstand attacks from mutant species below the third level.
As Zhang Tian was moving the luggage, he patted Fang Shan's shoulder cheerfully and said, "Ever since you recovered from your injuries, good things have happened one after another."
The man, carrying three suitcases by himself, nodded in agreement and said, "The team's lucky star."
Fang Shan, who was essentially a heart of stone, was almost overcome with emotion at this moment. For the first time in his life, he was treated as a mascot, and the feeling was indescribable. Looking at Wei Sushen, who stood indifferently to the side, he couldn't help but nudge him lightly with his elbow: "Host, aren't you excited?"
Wei Sushen said calmly, "I hope they can maintain this mentality for three days."
Every extra minute or second is forced.
Because he was in a good mood, Fang Shan went to bed early that night, so he didn't know that there was an uninvited guest living just across the wall.
The aromatherapy lamp emitted a subtle, elegant fragrance. Jiang Qiu leaned back in his chair, his eyes half-closed, his baby-faced face a bit more indifferent than during the day. Li Bufan stood before him respectfully, his hands hanging at his sides, head bowed, without the usual arrogance of a high-level psychic.
"It's just two A-level mental powers. You don't need to take it to heart." Li Bufan's words were mixed with a hint of jealousy. He could not get to where he is today without the help of Jiang Qiu. Just like an ordinary boy whose race was transformed by a vampire, he had admiration and instinctive fear for Jiang Qiu.
"No one can live in this world intact after overdrawing their spirit," Jiang Qiu smiled, pursing his lips. "Even if I take action, I can only barely keep their lives and sanity hanging on, and prevent them from becoming idiots."
Li Bufan didn't dare to question his decision anymore and presented the file that had been retrieved long ago.
Jiang Qiu glanced at it briefly and tossed it aside. His tone was light, yet it unconsciously brought an unspeakable pressure to others: "In this era, life's trajectory can only be partially obtained from data." He paused and sighed softly: "It seems that these two people and I have a destiny."
Li Bufan knew what he was referring to. The batch of man-eating flies was originally part of Jiang Qiu's experiment. Unexpectedly, a few of them escaped and were accidentally encountered by the two brothers.
Thinking of this, his eyes stole a slightly complicated look at Jiang Qiu. Sometimes he really didn't know if the person in front of him was a devil or an angel. He was obsessed with studying dangerous species, but he had his own bottom line and never used humans for experiments.
Jiang Qiu didn't care about his thoughts. He sat up straight, straightened his expression, and slowly began typing on the keyboard, compiling his information based on his current judgment and the information recorded in the archives. Finally, he stared at the screen for a long time: "There must be something I've overlooked."
Li Bufan: "I have asked someone to collect their hair from the hotel, and the data is normal. The saliva extracted from the paper cup is the same." After hesitating for a moment, he asked: "If we can get a blood sample, perhaps we can find further results."
Jiang Qiu: "I got the blood test results a few days ago."
Li Bufan was stunned for a moment.
Jiang Qiu was dissatisfied with this slowness: "When the man-eating flies attacked, they sucked a lot of blood from their bodies."
Li Bufan could tell from his expression that he hadn't discovered anything. He was about to say something when Jiang Qiu's eyes suddenly moved. Recalling the communication and tacit understanding between the two sides at the dinner table, he sneered, "Intimate behavior, tacit cooperation..."
After he finished speaking, he tapped the keyboard a few more times.
Li Bufan took a glance and saw that the relationship column had been modified, from brothers to orthopedics, and it was marked in red.
His eyelids twitched violently, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Do you... have any misunderstandings?"
Jiang Qiu simply ignored his words, his eyes and eyebrows were extremely serious, and he muttered to himself: "Could this be the reason for his strength?"
Break through the moral bottom line and achieve a qualitative leap?
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