Chapter 41
After a while, Li Yongming came to his senses.
Not only was Wen Jinfeng mistaken, but because of his conversation with Wen Xin, he also mistakenly thought that the other party was just a low-key and introverted person.
Who knew there would be such big “ambitions”!
If it weren’t for Wen Xin’s sincere expression, Li Yongming almost thought this was a scene of a quarrel between brothers.
Wen Xin saw that Li Yongming looked embarrassed and asked in a low voice: “Is it not possible?”
Li Yongming: “…”
I was speechless for a moment.
He tried to say it as tactfully as possible: “Given Chief Wen’s current position, it is not certain that anyone can threaten him.”
Think about the elite troops under Wen Jinfeng’s control and the ample weapons reserves in the base.
Li Yongming felt that as long as his boss didn’t go crazy and persecute others, everyone else would have to thank God.
Wen Xin: “The possibility is small, but it doesn’t mean it is zero. If I have to stay at home and do nothing, I will be worried.”
When saying this, Wen Xin’s tone was still calm, without any ups and downs.
But looking at the expression on his face, one can tell that he is very serious.
Li Yongming’s heart seemed to be touched.
Admittedly, as a newcomer, Wen Xin’s desire to ascend to the top and directly touch the power held by Wen Jinfeng was somewhat presumptuous.
But the other party climbed up for Wen Jinfeng’s safety, and this alone made it impossible to find any fault.
Compared to the relatives he had previously assumed would constantly cause trouble for the boss, this kind was simply too adorable.
Li Yongming said softly: “If Commander Wen knew your feelings, he would definitely be happy about it, but don’t mention similar things again in the future.”
“Especially since you want to surpass Commander Wen, I’m afraid someone will take your words out of context and use them against you.”
The young man’s eyes were bright and clear, and he nodded seriously, as if he had heard it.
So good.
Li Yongming resisted the urge to rub his head, thinking that he was his boss’s brother and he should not touch him.
He said calmly, “If you want to enter the management level in the future, you must at least have a basic understanding of the entire base. And entering the management level requires achievements and experience, otherwise it will be difficult to convince others after you enter.”
“I will send someone to take you to familiarize yourself with the base in the next two days, and then you will join the regular army’s rookie training camp. After you have learned the skills well, you will go on missions with the regular army and accumulate military merits.”
This is the most reliable and secure way Li Yongming can think of for Wen Xin.
As for the rest, Wait Temperature Wind will naturally take it into consideration after he comes back.
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When the end of the world came, many signal towers stopped working due to accidents in power stations, and the network was completely paralyzed.
However, at the base in City A, high-power diesel generators were still used to barely maintain the operation of the city’s signal base stations.
Professionals adjusted the lines to use for brief communications within the base and for emergency external radiotelegram communications.
Li Yongming gave Wen Xin a communicator that looked like the walkie-talkie in police and gangster TV dramas.
There are two fixed communication channels, one for calling him and the other for calling the base guard.
Li Yongming had just returned from the battlefield where he fought off the zombie invasion, and there was still some finishing work to be done.
After making all the arrangements, he drove away.
Wen Xin stood in the hall of the house holding Hei Tuan. Not long after, a servant came to lead him to his room.
The room had already been cleaned, and even the floor was so shiny that it reflected light.
Wen Xin was really tired and had no appetite.
When the servant asked him what he wanted to eat, he only ordered the meat that Heituan liked, and hastily ate the remaining half bag of compressed biscuits in the suitcase to get by.
After a short rest, Wen Xin did push-ups and sit-ups.
It’s a bit difficult to do it when you are tired.
Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out from Wen Xin’s forehead and nose, slid down his thin, fair cheeks to his chin, and dripped onto the floor.
I don’t know where the resilience came from, but it allowed him to do more than ten more than when he was full of energy.
Heituan was sitting on the table, staring at him quietly and intently.
The room has a private bathroom with a bathtub.
Wen Xin submerged his extremely tired body into the water and his thoughts returned to the previous conversation.
He knew that Li Yongming didn’t believe him.
In fact, any normal person would find his ideas a bit far-fetched.
But he had to speak up, either now or later.
If you say it again in the future…it will be suspected of being an attempt to usurp the throne.
Wen Xin raised his arms and covered his eyes.
The hot mist caressed his face, leaving winding traces of water on his fair skin, extending all the way to his thin and prominent shoulder blades.
Crystal clear drops of water slid down his slender fingertips and fell onto the surface of the bathtub, dripping.
Will Wen Jinfeng be in danger?
He’s not sure.
However, certain details he captured after entering the base gave him a bad feeling.
Wen Jinfeng had a feeling that he was standing on the edge of a knife and could fall into the abyss at any time.
Wen Xin was silent for a long time, and suddenly he sighed deeply.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, this premonition does not stand up to scrutiny and seems more like he is worrying about nothing.
But he didn’t want to be completely defenseless when something unexpected happened.
Just like the night when we encountered a giant zombie on G177 highway.
Just like every time I say goodbye to my friends.
Did Jiu have the same idea in the past, which is why he was so obsessed with becoming stronger…
Some things, although Wen Xin didn’t realize it at ordinary times, still took root in his heart inadvertently.
Wrapped in the warm water, he leaned against the wall, his consciousness gradually becoming groggy.
Perhaps because he was too tired, Wen Xin suddenly started to dream.
In the dream, the end of the world had not yet come, and the dumplings were all there.
The little fox and the scaly tree viper were always arguing about what to watch on TV. They finally called a truce and accidentally swept the bag of snacks on the table to the ground.
The purple squirrel glared, threw the broom, and ran to the kitchen to complain to him.
He looked down and saw the purple ball stamping its feet angrily. He quickly washed his hands, picked it up, and patted it gently to comfort it.
Canary took his hand and brought the cooked dish into the living room.
A voice called “Time for dinner” was heard, and Blue Balloon slowly poked his head out of the basin of water.
Wen Xin put the purple ball down and picked up the green ball and the little fox by the scruff of their necks.
The two kids immediately stopped doing anything rash and cooperated obediently to clean up the residue on the ground.
We ate together and crowded around the kitchen sink to wash dishes.
The little fox accidentally got his face covered with foam and was laughed at by the green ball.
The canary picked up the little fox before it had an attack. Wen Xin watched the green ball’s arrogance from the side, blinked, and couldn’t help but pick up a ball of foam with his fingers and put it on the green ball’s nose.
The green ball stared at the piece of white foam, his eyeballs gathered together and slowly turned into cross-eyes.
Wen Xin burst out laughing and was pounced on by the angry Green Ball.
He quickly begged for mercy, still smiling, as he ran towards the living room.
Before they had run halfway, other groups came to join in the fun.
The little fox hugged his arms, the purple ball hugged his hands, and the blue ball lazily lay on his thighs.
The canary also turned into a golden bird, jumped onto his belly, and called him with a chirping sound.
Wen Xin was thrown onto the sofa, surrounded by a bunch of fluffy balls. His body felt heavy and hot, making it difficult for him to breathe. He smiled and pushed the balls away.
There is endless night outside the window, with thousands of lights shining brightly, and the house is also brightly lit.
Wen Xin had never felt so clearly that he had a home.
He was immersed in this sound dream, but he was vaguely aware that someone seemed to be missing.
Just as he was thinking about it, a pair of hands suddenly squeezed in between the balls and picked him up sideways.
The hands were steady and powerful, with clear and smooth muscle lines. Wen Xin subconsciously reached out to touch them and felt a biting cold, like a biting winter wind.
He was afraid of the cold and subconsciously retracted his hand.
The person holding him paused for a moment.
The next second, Wen Xin felt a warmth rising from the other person’s body.
The freezing big block of ice suddenly turned into a warm stove, and he couldn’t help but put his face close to it and let out a satisfied sigh.
The man held him firmly, so that he didn’t feel the slightest bump, but his movements seemed to be rocking him gently, coaxing him into sleep.
In a daze, Wen Xin sensed a familiar scent and couldn’t help but call his name.
“Xiao Hei…”
The person hugging him froze again.
After a long while, he responded in a deep and rich voice: “Yes, it’s me.”
Wen Xin was gently placed on the bed by him.
The former sleepily opened his eyelids, wanting to see his face clearly, but his eyes were covered by a broad and warm hand.
This action made Wen Xin feel extremely sleepy for no reason.
He couldn’t open his eyes, but he could vaguely feel Xiao Hei holding his hand.
He also followed the force pulled by the other party and slowly touched upwards.
A high nose, prominent brow bones, slightly sunken eye sockets, a narrow jaw, and cold thin lips.
Xiao Hei standing in front of him should be a very handsome man.
Wen Xin was full of doubts and curiosity.
Why can’t you show him?
Before he could figure out the answer to this question, Xiao Hei pulled him to touch his neck again.
This time, Wen Xin did not touch anyone’s skin, but felt the hardness of scales.
Miraculously, these scales are also warm.
Wen Xin touched it curiously, and the person in front of him seemed to acquiesce to the action.
Until the young man’s fingertips brushed across the overlapping scales and touched a position about two inches away from the neck, the other party suddenly trembled violently.
Wen Xin sensed Xiao Hei’s discomfort, was stunned for a moment, and quickly retracted his hand.
But Xiao Hei grabbed his hand as he was retreating.
The other person’s movements were firm yet gentle, and his fingertips slowly pushed open his curled fingers.
Finally, he patiently guided him to pick up the scales.
Wen Xin touched a thin piece of skin.
Something soft was pressing hard against his fingertips through his skin.
Bang, bang, bang…
It’s…the heart!
Wen Xin’s consciousness trembled and his fingers trembled in panic, but Xiao Hei pressed him harder to touch him.
The frequency of the heartbeat came more clearly, one after another, so distinct that it could not be ignored.
Wen Xin felt as if he was touching a piece of solid magma, and the high heat rose up, almost burning his hands.
“Wen Xin…”
Xiao Hei’s hoarse voice sounded again.
At this point, he realized that he was somewhat conceited.
The self-proclaimed perfect calmness is ultimately no match for the instinctive desire.
The psychological defense that he had built up over many days collapsed completely when the young man touched his heart.
Xiao Hei couldn’t help but lean close to the young man’s ear and called his name over and over again in a low and hoarse voice.
“Wen Xin.”
“You have to remember it, remember that this is my weakness.”
He took a deep breath, mixed with trembling and forbearance as his vital parts were being manipulated.
“If I lose control, you’re the only one in the world who knows how to control me.”
It was dusk at this time, and people were rotating around in the base, busy as hell.
No one knew that in a dim and silent room, the most powerful mutant in the world lowered its head towards the weak human youth, revealing its fatal weakness.
Secretive, but passionate.
“You are the only one in the whole world who can kill me.”
…
Wen Xin suddenly opened his eyes.
He sat up, his chest heaving violently and gasping for breath, and his palm suddenly touched something hard.
When you spread it out, you can see it is a piece of black scale.
There are no gorgeous colors, but a thick black, which reveals a deep aura.
Wen Xin touched the scale, and his fingertips seemed to still carry some residual heat.
A breeze blew by, and he looked towards the windowsill as if aware of something.
The window was wide open and the white curtains fluttered in the wind, creating tiny ripples.
The room was silent, the black mass had disappeared.
Two days later.
Wen Xin was walking on the road when suddenly a young man jumped out from behind and patted him on the shoulder.
“Wen Xin, I heard that this training will allow us to observe those particularly ferocious mutants up close. Are you afraid?”
