Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

At this time, I felt that what I just did was worth it.

Looking at Wang Shaoyang's sincere and pure eyes, I shook my head slightly, pulled the corners of my mouth and forced a smile, "You eat, uncle is not hungry."

"Does it hurt?"

Who would have thought that Wang Shaoyang, who had been yelling about being hungry, was holding the bread at this moment, but he was hesitant to open his mouth. Instead, he looked at my bloody back, with his mouth deflated and tears streaming down his face,
"It doesn't hurt, it's fine."

I struggled to stand up and shrugged my shoulders pretending nothing happened.

The feeling of physical loss is very strong, and although the wound heals quickly, the pain is not a joke. It is a lie to say that it does not hurt.

"Really?"

"real."

After getting my affirmative answer, Wang Shaoyang began to eat in doubt.

After eating and drinking enough, Wang Shaoyang, who had been running around for a long time, fell asleep in a daze, and I was left lying on the spot, waiting for the injury on my back to recover.

I'm also sleepy, but I don't dare to fall asleep now, after all, our current situation can't be worse, there may be danger at any time, I don't want to sleep forever.

After the injury on my back healed, I stood up slowly and woke up Wang Shaoyang.

"It's time to go."

This time, Wang Shaoyang nodded quietly and didn't say much, but his eyes kept staring at me, which made my skin crawl.

The speed at which we are advancing can only be described as a turtle's speed. Fortunately, we have not encountered any mutant creatures along the way, and it is considered calm, except that I faintly feel that the ground is trembling. Although the magnitude is not large, it is still possible I feel it very clearly.

But when Wang Shaoyang was asked, he shook his head in confusion.

I originally thought that this was just my illusion, but the closer we got to the mountain, the greater the amplitude of the ground vibration, and the frequency was very rhythmic. There would be a vibration every two hours or so.

what happened?

Finally, after driving for an unknown amount of time, we came to the top of a sloping field, and when we looked down, there was a flat field underneath.

And right in the middle of the flat ground, there were more than a dozen tents pitched, with lights on, and some heavily armed personnel came in and out, looking very busy.

Looking next to the camp, there were three giant scorpion corpses piled up.

Looking across the flat ground, there is a mountain peak on the opposite side, which is roughly estimated to be more than [-] meters high.

"Buzzing..."

While I was observing, I saw a burst of smoke rising from the mountainside in the distance, and countless gravels rolling down.

The blasting project, are they going to... blow up the mountain?
I frowned, why do these people in the company do such a time-consuming and laborious project?It's impossible for there to be something in this mountain, right?

However, my thoughts were quickly shattered.

From the blasted mountainside, some black and huge things crawled out and fled in all directions.

Some of them ran straight towards the direction of the camp, and when those big black guys approached, I realized that these were actually scorpions!Those people in the company blasted the mountain just to get these scorpions out?

Do I vaguely feel that there must be something else hidden in this.

After all, although these mutated creatures are of great research value, they don’t need to go to great lengths. The people in the camp probably number over a hundred. With so much manpower and material resources, I think what they want is more than just being forced by the explosion. For the scorpions that came out, their goal must be something more valuable.

Originally, after what happened earlier, I didn't intend to get too close to this camp.

But then I thought about it, if I want to find out what's going on, I have to sneak in, and there are so many people here, if I take a gamble and sneak in before they find me, then they are not so good Easy to spot me.

"you……"

After making up my mind, I looked at Wang Shaoyang who was following closely behind me.

How to settle down this child is a problem, I can't even bring him in, it would be strange not to be discovered.

"What's the matter, uncle?"

Wang Shaoyang is very clever and knows that I have something to say.

"I'm going down."

I pointed to the camp below, and said softly, "You wait here for me obediently, okay?"

"Um……"

To my surprise, Wang Shaoyang agreed very simply, "Do you want to bring me something to eat?"

He is still a child after all, I nodded helplessly, "Yes."

"Then uncle, go and come back quickly, I will wait for you here."

Wang Shaoyang smiled happily.

One uncle at a time, I feel old when I call him.

I rubbed my temples, and being called uncle by a man who looked seventy or eighty, this feeling was so weird that I had nothing to say.

After doing the ideological work for Wang Shaoyang, I put my mind on the business, how to sneak into the camp?

After a general glance, I noticed that there was a gap on my right side. At this moment, there were three tents set up together, but the number of people gathered was the least. Their outfits can ensure that I will not be discovered in a short time.

As soon as I said it, I rushed down the slope and went straight to the camp.

The moment I was behind the tent, I relaxed a little. Judging from the hurried people coming and going, I should not have been found.

Immediately, I lifted the tarpaulin and got into the tent next to me.

"You are……"

When I got through, there was a tall and thin man in a white coat in front of me. He stared at me and opened his mouth to shout.

"Don't call!"

With a low growl, I quickly grabbed his neck and lifted him up easily.

Only then did I look around from the corner of my eye.

It looks like a medical tent here, and there is a hospital bed next to me, and on the bed lies a gringo, about thirty years old, with a blood stain on his thigh, his trousers have been cut open, but the wound has been stitched up.

this person……

I turned my attention to this man who was struggling to breathe in surprise. Is he a doctor?

For the angel in white, I have always respected him very much, but in extreme times, for the sake of safety, I had no choice but to knock him unconscious with one punch to prevent me from being discovered by others.

After putting the doctor down, I walked to the edge of the tent, opened a corner, and looked out.

Many people came in and out of the camp. Those who went out walked towards the mountain peak, while those who came back came from the mountain peak.

Take turns changing shifts, taking turns blasting?
Without thinking too much, I already understood some things. No wonder I felt that the frequency of the ground trembling was very rhythmic. It turned out to be because of this.

"Doctor, doctor!"

As expected, when I was thinking about what to do next, I saw a few armed men carrying a stretcher outside the camp, heading straight for the tent I was in!

Made, really pick the time!