nashuaworldcup Chapter 184 Brother
Chapter 184 Brother
"go out."
Lu Yize restrained Jiang Yue's hands, glanced at the disheveled Zhang Wenjing and Sheng Xue, and the two of them left immediately upon hearing this.
After coming out, Sheng Xue looked back worriedly, and Zhang Wenjing comforted her, "It's okay, Lu Yize can control himself, don't worry."
Sheng Xue shook her head. She wasn't worried about Lu Yize at all. She sighed softly, "The blankets on my bed are brand new."
Zhang Wenjing's words of comfort remained unspoken. She patted Sheng Xue's shoulder and said, "When they come out, let them buy you a new bed."
Although they didn't understand, they knew that every time Jiang Yue advanced in her cultivation, she would become especially attached to Lu Yize. Locking two healthy men and women together, even a fool could guess what would happen.
"What happened? What happened to you two? Where are Brother Lu and the others?" Fan Jian came out of the house when he heard the commotion. Seeing their disheveled appearance, he looked around in a panic, fearing an enemy attack.
“Jiang Yue is about to advance in her cultivation level; she just lost control a bit.” Zhang Wenjing pointed to Sheng Xue’s room.
Upon hearing this, Fan Jian relaxed his tense nerves. "So she's about to advance in her cultivation level. That's a good thing. She'll be much more normal after that. Brother Lu should be quite happy."
"It'll be normal after you advance?" Sheng Xue asked Fan Jian, puzzled.
"That's right. After the Zombie King entered the fourth tier, he gained human memories. I estimate that Jiang Yue should be similar. Moreover, she is a mental being, so she should recover to normal faster than the Zombie King."
Fan Jian said this with some excitement, "After Jiang Yue regains her memories, her control over mental power should be even better. I'm a little curious whether she will do something to Brother Lu, such as prying into his memories."
"She wouldn't. No matter how strong her psychic abilities are, I doubt she'd use them on Lu Yize." Zhang Wenjing thought Fan Jian just wanted to stir things up and watch the drama unfold.
"Hey, that's true. Forget about them. Let's focus on improving our abilities so those lunatics in the lab won't bother us. By the way, Sister Jing, Xian Wenrui and Mu Fei seem to have run into some trouble in the lab and are looking for you."
"Find me?"
Zhang Wenjing glanced at her ability ring, which showed no fluctuations. But after hearing Fan Jian's words, she looked at Fan Jian, who was staring at Sheng Xue with a smile. Oh, he probably had something he wanted to say to Sheng Xue alone.
"Okay, I'll go there."
Chen Mingzhang also left with Zhang Wenjing. After they all left, Fan Jian rolled up his sleeves, revealing his injured arm, and said, "Quick, quick, it hurts so much."
Sheng Xue stared at his injured arm, her fingertips already touching the wound. "How did this happen?"
"Just now when I went to see Xian Wenrui, I tried out his new invention, which he said could transform superpowers. I inputted my superpower into it, but who knew that his invention was unstable and exploded on the spot."
"Luckily I dodged in time, otherwise I wouldn't have just suffered a minor injury to my arm, I might have been sent flying halfway through my body."
"After I came back, I saw Zhang Wenjing and Jiang Yue in your room, so I didn't go to look for you. I gritted my teeth and persevered in my bedroom for quite a while."
Fan Jian became increasingly pitiful as he spoke, and began to play the victim in a self-pitying manner.
Sheng Xue felt sorry for him and put her hand on Fan Jian's body. Her supernatural power wrapped around his wounds, and the light green, vibrant power continued to penetrate deeper, cleaning his wounds and constantly promoting the growth of new flesh and blood.
Fan Jian smiled broadly in front of her. Although Sheng Xue's superpower was useful, it actually caused just as much pain. Fan Jian's hand was severely injured, with the bone visible, but he still acted as if nothing was wrong.
Sheng Xue frowned even more, her supernatural power subconsciously increasing as she probed into Fan Jian's body.
"Sheng Xue."
Sheng Xue was startled and looked up to meet Fan Jian's smiling but indifferent eyes. She was only serious for a moment before Fan Jian quickly reverted to his usual affected manner. "What are you trying to do with your superpower? You've touched me all over. You're not trying to take advantage of me, are you?"
"No way, no way, when did you become this kind of person? Did you learn bad habits from Sister Jing? You know that the mental health students can see everything and are very knowledgeable..."
"Okay, be quiet for a while."
Fan Jian zipped up his mouth to indicate that he understood. Sheng Xue, on the other hand, was a little absent-minded. Fortunately, she was now very skilled at using her superpowers, and even when she was distracted, she managed to treat Fan Jian's wounds.
She touched the healed wound with lingering affection. There was no trace of injury; clearly, these wounds could heal. Sheng Xue's gaze then fell on Fan Jian's neck.
The image of Fan Jian's head and body separated flashed through Sheng Xue's mind. She felt as if her airway was blocked, her heart ached with a suffocating pain, and even closing her eyes could not dispel the image in her mind. Her fingertips trembled slightly.
Sheng Xue's eyelashes trembled slightly as her fingertips were enveloped by a pair of cold hands. She heard Fan Jian ask with concern, "What's wrong? You look so pale."
Sheng Xue opened her eyes and stared at Fan Jian, looking at the hideous scar on his neck, the double pupils in his eye sockets, and his hands, which were cold and devoid of warmth due to the influence of his superpower.
"elder brother."
"Um?"
Sheng Xue remained silent, only staring at Fan Jian's face.
"What's wrong?"
Fan Jian couldn't understand what Sheng Xue was thinking. Sheng Xue looked at Fan Jian, reached out to touch his eyebrows and eyes, tracing his face, and then asked dejectedly, "Are we all going to die?"
Fan Jian guessed that she was frightened by the scenes in the laboratory, but he was also thinking about the problem. Sheng Xue looked at the silent Fan Jian and her hand that was touching his cheek gradually slid down.
Just as she was about to pull her hand back, Fan Jian grabbed it, looked up and stared directly into Sheng Xue's eyes. After a moment of silence, Fan Jian finally spoke, saying definitively, "Don't worry, we won't die."
"Sister Jing, Jiang Yue, Xian Wenrui, and Brother Lu, are they going to die?"
Fan Jian thought Sheng Xue was a bit sentimental, maybe she was on her period and affected by hormones, but he still smiled and replied, "They're all incredibly capable, they won't die."
"What about the others?"
Upon hearing this, Fan Jian looked up at Sheng Xue again, trying to discern something from her eyes. Unfortunately, he wasn't a psychic and couldn't understand what Sheng Xue was thinking.
“Sheng Xue, this is the apocalypse. People can die at any time. I can’t be sure if others can survive.”
Sheng Xue fell silent upon hearing this, then lowered her head and smiled bitterly, "You're right."
Fan Jian stared at Sheng Xue's face. He reasonably suspected that Sheng Xue might be ill, otherwise she wouldn't be able to ask these questions, but Fan Jian didn't delve into it further.
After Zhang Wenjing returned, Fan Jian said to her, "If you have time, try to talk to Sheng Xue. She seems to be depressed."