Chapter 403: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss’s bedmate (28)
In order to survive in the end times, I recommended myself to become the boss's bedmate (Twenty-eight)
"Hope Base is a complete fraud. Morning Light Base is the base with the most advanced crystal core research results. The research institute of Morning Light Base encountered several unknown invasions not long ago. We reasonably suspect that it was Hope Base, but fortunately the core part of the research data was not lost. We only lost some unimportant peripheral data. Please do not believe the nonsense of Hope Base!"
Loud voices crackled from the radio, the indignation in them obvious.
Song Ning was checking the vegetables they had planted earlier in the greenhouse, and many of them were growing well.
He glanced at the row of cabbages at the edge. They were almost a finger high and looked so lush and green that it made people wonder...
I want to pick a few and stir-fry them to eat.
"For the future of all mankind, the Hope Base will officially release some crystal core research data on November 1st, including the correct use of crystal cores and the dangers of crystal cores. Please stay tuned."
November 1st?
Isn't that tomorrow?
Song Ning couldn't help himself and pulled out a few of the ones that were growing the best.
I should be able to cook up a meal with so many, right?
"Want some vegetables?"
"Ah! Brother, when did you come?"
Song Ning was startled by Lance's sudden voice behind him.
Lance reached out and took the cabbages from his hand, looked at them, and walked over to pull a few more.
"If you want to eat, take more. If it's not enough, we can ask them to send some over."
The "they" he was referring to was naturally Zhu Mingjian's Hope Base.
Song Ning certainly knew this too. "I know, but I think the ones I grow should taste better. Besides, they were frozen when they were delivered to me, so I don't think they tasted that good anymore."
"It's okay. If you want to eat something fresh, I can take you there to eat and then come back."
Lance entered the kitchen with the freshly picked cabbages, and Song Ning followed closely behind him.
"Brother, are you going to do it?"
"Ah."
Lance turned on the faucet. The faucet was flowing water normally, and Song Ning couldn't help but have that thought every time he looked at it.
I really don’t know who Lance is. Is he an alien from some high-tech space and time?
Otherwise, how could they always have uninterrupted electricity and water supply in this small house?
When Song Ning was curious, he went to see the devices that Lance mentioned.
But, I totally don’t understand it.
The room was filled with machines, and each of them looked high-tech and intimidating.
The night Song Ning finished reading it, he felt something was inexplicably wrong. In the end, Lance grabbed him and made him take several extra lessons before he finally fell asleep.
However, it was also because of finishing the make-up classes that Song Ning regained a sense of reality.
No matter who Lance is, he is his bedmate now.
The fresh and tender Chinese cabbage is already pleasing in color, and after being cooked by Lans’s craftsmanship, it is even sweeter and more delicious.
Paired with the fresh vegetables and sauce-flavored pancakes that Lans had just made, the combination was very casual but Song Ning enjoyed it very much.
These are all the flavors he likes to eat.
"I hope the base will remind all survivors again that we will make it public on November 1st..."
The sound of the broadcast sounded again from the radio, attracting Song Ning's attention.
"Brother, have you heard this broadcast?"
After burping after eating, Song Ning quickly got up and helped Lance clear the table.
"I heard."
Lance didn't let him do too much work, and he would never let Song Ning touch water.
"Why, you care about this?"
“Not really, right?”
After helping, Song Ning stuck with Lance and went out for a walk.
The two men changed into warm and light cold-proof clothing, and instead of driving the sled, they just picked up their weapons and looked around outside.
Firstly, it helps Song Ning digest his food, and secondly, he checks every day to see if there are any new zombies.
Lance was still silent, but he had learned to take the initiative to hold Song Ning's hand with his free hand when going out.
His palms were hot, and Song Ning felt extremely warm even through the gloves.
The two walked hand in hand into the snow, while Song Ning continued the previous topic.
"I'm a little curious. I don't know what Zhu Mingjian and the others will do."
"After all, wasn't it you who told them this? That's why I'm curious."
Otherwise, Song Ning wouldn't have much curiosity.
He has self-knowledge. Although he has awakened his spatial ability, he is just an ordinary person.
He wasn't supposed to know about the zombie crystal core.
It was only because of Lance that he knew so many secrets that were not meant for him to know.
But this doesn't mean Song Ning can do anything.
He is small and powerless, if we really want to talk about what he can do, it is probably...
Song Ning secretly glanced at the profile of Lance beside him, which did not look like an ordinary person.
The snow was blowing hard, and the face looked even more majestic in the blurred vision, like a god.
Those silver-blue eyes changed from being completely inhuman at the beginning to being indifferent now with a hint of warmth occasionally. Song Ning would occasionally feel a sense of accomplishment.
He is not completely small and weak, right?
At the very least, he can whisper some words and bring a glimmer of hope to mankind.
"If you want to know, ask Zhu Mingjian. I gave him a cell phone."
He suddenly swung the fire axe in his hand and accurately chopped a zombie that was frozen next to a street lamp.
Lance walked over and pulled out the axe, which happened to have a crystal core embedded in it.
I was lucky and saved some effort in digging for crystal cores.
"cell phone?"
Song Ning hadn't heard this word for a long time and was a little slow to react. The next second, his eyes widened and he hurriedly chased after him.
"Brother, what you mean is, can the phone you gave him be contacted? Is there a signal?"
"If you want."
Lance quickly put away the crystal core and let Song Ning get closer to him.
His human seemed a bit bored lately?
Although he would occasionally go to the greenhouse to check on the vegetables, he would sometimes look dazed and empty-headed. Lance didn't like humans to look so lifeless.
He still prefers the lively look of humans.
"May I?"
Song Ning didn't ask how Lance did it, he was just a little surprised and expectant.
"I thought cell phones were useless now."
“It’s a bit troublesome, but it’s possible.”
Lance looked at his expectant eyes, suddenly held his face and kissed him through the mask.
"elder brother."
Song Ning blushed slightly, but still closed her eyes subconsciously.
"Then go back."
Lance took him and walked back, and after a few steps he suddenly spoke.
"If you want anything in the future, tell me."
He is not a human being and cannot guess what kind of life humans want, but as long as his humans ask, he can achieve it for them no matter what.
Except leaving his side.