Rebirth ability: Mr. President, please accept the move

"You don't have a one-night stand, so you just said..." Shen Ling was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

"I said it, but can't I discuss it with you?" Zhao Bohan took her hand again, and gently embraced her this time, "So, I met a you from the future, is that so?"

Shen Ling couldn't pretend anymore, he had an IQ of 146, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to, but he guessed it out of ten so quickly, on the contrary, it showed that he was still as clumsy as the first time.

"Yes." Shen Ling stretched out his arms and embraced, "We are dead! We are all dead!"

Zhao Bohan trembled, this was the ending he thought of first, and it was finally confirmed by Shen Ling. It seems that the Wen family won the final victory in the game with the Wen family.

"Then we can't lose again this time." Zhao Bohan held her face in his hands, and fell into doubt again. This face is delicate and pleasant, but it is not to the extent of shocking the world. Why did he fall in love with her?What amazing thing happened last time that brought the two together?

Although Shen Ling was hugged by him, he didn't have that heat value, just like hugging a relative, not the other half.

"To be honest, I haven't found out why I like you. It's just that you give me a strong feeling. I need to let go of my feelings first, and I need to recharge my energy. I'll go to the edge of the jungle tomorrow morning to have a look." Zhao Bohan said lightly.

Emotional matters will come to fruition, at least for now, Shen Ling can feel that Zhao Bohan doesn't have that kind of heartbeat.

The kind of breath, smell and heartbeat that can make her forget herself.

"Yeah." She let go of her arms, never thought that one day holding Zhao Bohan could not find the edge of love, is this love too much?

The competition in the business field is not limited to the Wen family.

If it has failed once, it proves that the preparation is not enough.Zhao Bohan stopped thinking about it, his heart was complicated and gloomy, and his tone was a little bit colder than the cold jungle, "Live first, and then finish the task."

The first rays of sunlight in the morning hit the top of the jungle, and the cold air was still striking. Both Zhao Bohan and Shen Ling couldn't help shivering, but the ten girls, who were used to living in the jungle, started to move their limbs early in the morning.

Years of hardship in the jungle made everyone very flexible and quick to move.

After groping in the jungle all morning, before noon, I finally reached the edge of the jungle.

Looking at everything in front of them, Zhao Bohan and Shen Ling faced each other in astonishment.

It was completely different from the backwardness of the tribe as imagined. On the open ground in the jungle, there were several military jeeps, next to a row of high-concrete walls with wire high-voltage power grids.

A few camouflage soldiers with hot weapons were watching and wandering on the top floor of the four corners of the high wall.

"Isn't it a cannibal tribe? There are also wizards and priests?" Shen Ling asked in surprise.

"Maybe it's a metaphor." Zhao Bohan speculated that it might be a problem with the "God of the Jungle". Being able to hide in the jungle and become a "God" for five or sixty years meant that the "God" might have a very serious mental problem.

In addition, the steles she left behind are all in Japanese.The country that has had "[-]" since the Tang Dynasty always seems to like to flaunt some strange "miracles" on its body.

"It's really like a concentration camp," said a girl behind him.

"Why haven't I thought of coming here to take a look?"

"That's right, if you come earlier, you might be able to be rescued."

"It's impossible to be rescued here." Shen Ling turned her head, and the square building she saw looked more like a prison to her.

"Do you remember that the God of the Jungle said that eleven girls should be sacrificed? I guess this is a training camp, and only eleven people can leave in the end." Zhao Bohan expressed his opinion.