Chapter 142
Chapter 142
Ning Shuo looked shocked. “How can my strategic retreat be called a cowardly escape by you?”
With a pained expression, he said, “For my Knight to understand me so poorly truly breaks my heart!”
Ning Wang said, “King, you’re always all tease and no follow-through.”
Ning Shuo curled his lip. “As if you’d dare either… ngh!”
Not only did he dare-he even dared to bite.
Looking at the clear bite mark on his face in the mirror, then at Ning Wang’s smug gaze behind him, Ning Shuo laughed, turned around, took off his glasses, and bit Ning Wang back in the exact same spot, leaving an identical mark.
Their identical faces met in the mirror, their gazes heated and suggestive. Even the bite marks were in exactly the same place.
Holding Ning Wang’s hand, Ning Shuo said in a coaxing tone, “Captain, let’s go out and find a suitable victim.”
It wasn’t what the Captain wanted to hear, and his face fell at once. “No.”
Ning Shuo kissed him. “What you want to hear isn’t something the platform would let air.”
That was true. As soon as they started taking off clothes, the scene would be automatically censored.
[Don’t use us as an excuse just because you’re chicken!!!]
Ning Wang was clearly dissatisfied too, and deliberately kept a sour look on his face.
Tsk. One kiss wasn’t enough to soothe him anymore.
Ning Shuo’s gaze dropped. He bent slightly and gently bit down on his Adam’s apple.
“!”
After pinning him against the sink and kissing him for quite a while, Ning Wang straightened up and said sternly, “This subject will cover for Your Majesty.”
As they were leaving, Ning Shuo stared at the face in the mirror and thought that he really couldn’t look in mirrors casually anymore.
It was too easy to get hard.
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Arena Match Murderer Mission: complete a Murder Case and avoid Accusation. The winning side for the Murderer Mission will be determined by which team’s Murderer escapes more rounds of Accusation. If both sides escape the same number of rounds, then the winner will be decided by task completion time.
There was no issue with the quality of the crystal cores. The time they entered the Script was set in the late post-apocalypse period. As they headed out, Ning Wang said quietly, “The place where we killed zombies happened to be outside the city. Logically, there shouldn’t have been that many zombies there.”
The NPC who had blocked them at the door earlier was called Bao Yi. When he saw those sacks, his eyes nearly bugged out, and Ning Shuo noticed that his hands were shaking.
But Bao Yi hadn’t asked where they’d killed so many zombies.
Unless Bao Yi was stupid and hadn’t noticed that their vehicle had barely used any gasoline, so he assumed they’d driven a long way to find zombies.
But that didn’t make sense either. Every bit of resource consumption was checked by base personnel each time.
In other words, Bao Yi knew there were that many zombies outside the city.
And yet, the place where they killed zombies last night wasn’t listed among the zombie activity points in the base records.
Ning Shuo asked softly, “Z and Willow went to search Bao Yi’s room?”
Ning Wang nodded. “Nan-ge’s character setting includes a younger sister, so she went to the civilian district to look for her sister. You want to go to the base commander’s office?”
Ning Shuo gave him an approving look. “Exactly.”
At most, Bao Yi counted as middle management in the base. His usual work was taking inventory of crystal cores and chasing after Ning Wang. The things he knew weren’t necessarily unknown to the higher-ups.
The base’s layout was tangled and complicated. It wasn’t easy to get around the NPC patrols coming and going.
Fortunately, the two of them could fly.
Ning Shuo’s bones had been pampered into laziness, so even though he could fly, he still lazily ordered Ning Wang to carry him.
They had memorized the base map in advance and knew where Ding Pan’s office was.
There were many plants growing on Ding Pan’s balcony, and Ning Shuo suddenly noticed something off.
Talking about vegetation coverage in the apocalypse might have sounded a bit unrealistic, but on the way back, they really hadn’t seen many healthy plants.
Forget healthy plants-even non-withered trees were rare.
After spending too long in abnormal places, they had somehow stopped noticing that the suburbs having no plants at all was abnormal.
There were people talking in the office, and Bao Yi was among them.
Bao Yi said, “More refugees have come to seek shelter lately.”
Ding Pan sounded surprised. “After all this time, there are still ordinary people left?”
“The overall situation inside Zone X is good, and the field teams are very capable. Team A and Team F have both gotten even stronger lately. Remember the batch we just cultivated a few days ago? Those two teams completely wiped them out!”
The two Nings, eavesdropping outside: ?
So the zombies really did have humans behind them!
Ding Pan lit a cigarette. “If I remember correctly, those two teams aren’t made up entirely of ability users, right? They can really be that strong?”
“I won’t even get into how good Team F is at close combat. And that Rex from Team A, isn’t he plant-type? I checked the dashcam footage from their vehicle. Those vines could directly shred zombies to pieces!”
Ding Pan frowned. “That impressive? I saw Number One Swordsman in the World fighting Rex last night, and I couldn’t tell.”
“Isn’t Number One Swordsman in the World pretty strong too? He’s the best fighter among the non-ability users. Otherwise, how could he become Team F’s Captain?”
Ding Pan smiled. “No matter how strong he is, in the end he’s still just an ordinary person.”
He casually tossed Bao Yi a tube of dark green liquid. Bao Yi scrambled to catch it, annoyed but not daring to curse too loudly in case someone passed by outside and overheard, so Bao Yi could only mutter in a low voice, “Be careful! My ability isn’t that advanced. What if I get infected?!”
Leaning back in his chair, Ding Pan curled his lips through the smoke. “Don’t make such a fuss. This thing only works on ordinary people. Get going.”
The room’s soundproofing was excellent. If Ning Wang and the others hadn’t trained in martial arts for years and honed senses sharper than ordinary people’s, they really wouldn’t have been able to hear what was being said from the balcony.
Only after confirming Bao Yi had left did Ning Wang wrap an arm around Ning Shuo’s waist and leave too. On the way out, he casually plucked a flower from Ding Pan’s balcony.
After returning to their room, Ning Wang was just about to offer the flower when he glanced over and saw that his brother had picked one too-and was staring at it absentmindedly.
Ning Wang immediately hid his hand behind his back, imagining the lovely scene of Ning Shuo giving him a flower, him happily accepting it, and then surprising Ning Shuo by giving him one in return.
Imagination was beautiful, but reality was harsh.
Ning Shuo only looked at the flower for a moment before putting it into his Backpack. Then he looked at Ning Wang. “Let’s go find Willow and the others. There’s a good chance Bao Yi is going to use that stuff on our two teams.”
Ning Wang stared at him expressionlessly for a few seconds, then stuffed the flower in his own hand at him. “Put this in your Backpack too.”
Ning Shuo blanked out for two seconds, then laughed and handed the flower back to him. He even gave a gentlemanly bow. “Knight, please forgive a King who isn’t good at romance. He’s just been lonely for too long. He’s never dated before, so he forgot all about the romantic gesture of giving flowers to his beloved.”
Thinking of how Ning Shuo really had wandered alone through the modern world for two years, Ning Wang-who had also been trapped in the Script for two years-was just starting to soften when he heard Ning Shuo smugly add, “After all, Kings are always lonely.”
“…”
Ning Wang turned and left.
“Hey! Is one flower not enough? Then you can have mine too!”
“Hah.”
In the corridor, in full view of everyone, an all-too-familiar scene unfolded.
With a smack, Ning Banxian stuck himself to Number One Swordsman in the World’s back. Number One Swordsman in the World remained cold and indifferent; no matter what sweet things Ning Banxian said to him, the only response he got was a frosty “Hmph.”
To the uninformed onlookers: Number One Swordsman in the World is still as cold as ever!
To Ning Banxian, who could see the smile hidden in Ning Wang’s eyes from up close: he’d managed to coax him into a better mood.