Arknights is too real, right?

Xia Feng stood in front of the mirror, his whole body seemed like a petrified statue.

He is bald.

Really bald.

It's very bright and reflective.

This was probably the biggest blow he had ever received since he traveled to the world of Terra.

To be honest, he could accept that he was thrown into a panic by emergencies, and even gritted his teeth and accepted the desperate matter of becoming an infected person, because he was Huo Yu Xia Feng, and he came with a mission and followed the call. As a time traveler, no difficulty can defeat him.

However, there was one thing that he couldn't accept.

That is becoming ugly.

He can accept anyone's doubts about him.

Stupid, stubborn, and idiotic, it's okay to even call him mentally retarded, but he can't accept others calling him bald.

This is the principle.

Growing up, Xia Feng's academic performance was neither good nor bad, and he had basically no hobbies or specialties. The only thing that made him more confident might be his handsome appearance.

When he was alone at home, he would often cover his left eye with his hand in front of the mirror, wearing a bed sheet, and speaking in a deep tone.

【My name is ZERO, I am the one who destroys the world and then creates it. 】

Every time he said this line, he felt that he looked so handsome in the mirror, so much like Lelouch.

However, although the person in the mirror at this moment is still handsome, he can no longer be called Lelouch, but Lulu Bald.

Damn, why!

Xia Feng put down the cup and rushed out of the bathroom.

No, this matter is too serious. He must go to Hemer immediately to find out.

30 minutes later.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

In the laboratory, Charmander was already holding his stomach and laughing under the table.

Xia Feng sat on the chair with his mouth pursed, and because of the shame, his whole head looked like an angry dragon fruit.

Seeing Ifrit laughing more and more, he could only blush and yell.

"Smile, laugh your ass off!"

"Hahahahahaha."

Charmander covered his stomach and rolled on the ground laughing.

Xia Feng didn't want to talk to her anymore, turned around and pointed at her smooth head and asked Hemo.

"Hermer, I need a reasonable explanation."

Helmer, who was sitting opposite, gently adjusted his glasses.

"Xia Feng, your situation should be normal."

"normal phenomenon?"

"Well, because of the expansion of that force in your body, the growth and degeneration of hair can no longer maintain a dynamic balance. Extremely rapid shedding or rapid growth may occur."

Xia Feng was dubious.

"Are you sure your hair will grow back?"

"Ahem, probably."

"Snapped!"

While he was talking, Charmander's slap suddenly hit Xia Feng's bald head from behind, making a crisp sound.

Xia Feng turned his head angrily.

"Fuck, get out!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha, big light bulb!"

Xia Feng reached back and grabbed it, but the little fire dragon had already turned around and ran away, leaving only a burst of laughter that was about to break out.

He was slapped on the head, and soon, a red palm print gradually appeared on his scalp.

Xia Feng turned around and looked at Hemo like an angry winter melon.

"Hermer, tell me how long it will take."

"puff."

Xia Feng stopped talking, and he frowned and asked uncertainly.

"Hermer, you were laughing just now."

"No."

"You smiled."

"No."

"You definitely laughed."

"No, pfft."

Xia Feng slammed the table and stood up from the chair angrily.

"Damn, you were clearly laughing at me, and you never stopped."

Helmer coughed slightly and his expression returned to seriousness.

"Okay, okay, you go back first. This shouldn't be your concern now. You have to prepare well. In two days, the critical point will be reached. I still don't know how to suppress this. The growth of strength, so please prepare yourself for the worst."

"Of course I know this kind of thing."

Xia Feng stood up from the chair glumly and left the laboratory with a bald head.

On the way back to the room, Xia Feng always felt that the staff passing by were looking at him strangely, and he automatically imagined how they were whispering.

No wonder Eveette resented people staring at her.

At this time, Xia Feng saw a familiar figure coming from the opposite side.

Guigui held a glass of juice in his hand, humming a tune and skipping over from the opposite side, with a happy smile on his face.

Then, she saw Xia Feng.

"Snapped!"

The juice fell to the ground.

Turtle's smile solidified on his face.

"Turtle!"

Xia Fenggang stretched out his hand, wanting to explain to her that he would not remain bald forever.

Guigui turned around stiffly, and then ran away without looking back. The second before turning around, Xia Feng clearly saw disgust on her face.

How can it be repaired?

Xia Feng no longer wanted to be embarrassed and conspicuous outside. When he returned to the room, he wrapped the red scarf he brought from the original world around his head, transforming into an Indian Asan.

After calming down, he sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath.

Hummer was right, he had no time to care about such things now.

Xia Feng didn't tell Guigui about her body's critical point, not wanting her to worry.

Just like Weina is afraid that her companions will become infected, this feeling of being unable to help will make those close to her feel deeply powerless. Turtle would feel very uncomfortable if she knew about it.

No one, including Yuan Shan, truly understands the power of the black and white twins.

He is like a player who is pioneering in closed beta and needs to use his own hands to explore the rules of this power.

Xia Feng didn't know what would happen in two days. He might die, there might be a turning point, or something else would happen. He didn't know.

evening.

Aina comes to his room.

Standing behind the door, Aina looked at his Indian Asan-like appearance and asked with some confusion.

"What's wrong with your head? Why are you acting so weird?"

Xia Feng sighed.

"Hey, Sister Na, just don't worry about it. It's even weirder if you don't cover it up."

"All right."

Xia Feng sat up from the bed.

"Sister Na, what can you do? By the way, where is my dinner?"

Aina smiled kindly at him. If Xia Feng saw it correctly, Aina's smile seemed to contain a hint of sympathy, reluctance, pity?

"Is there anything you want to eat? As long as I know something, I will find a way to get it for you."

"I"

"Do you like chicken? Let me stew a chicken for you?"

Why does Xia Feng feel weird?

How come this feeling is like the feeling of a death row prisoner before he is executed?

Is this the last supper?

Xia Feng immediately shook his head in embarrassment.

"I don't have anything to eat, just prepare as usual."

"oh."

Aina lowered her head and continued with some disappointment.

"Actually, I've been with you for so long, and I feel like you're a pretty good person. By the way, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

"No."

"Then do you have anything to explain?"

Xia Feng stood up from the bed expressionlessly, pushed Aina's back and pushed her out the door.

"Okay, stop talking and go prepare dinner."

"But."

"boom!"

The door was slammed shut by Xia Feng.

Damn it, he wasn't very nervous at first, but this time he was made to feel like his fate was really doomed by Aina. Bah, bah, bah, this is too unlucky.