Quickly wear: I am looking for my owner in the human world

It has been more than a month since the Rainbow Gang and the others returned to their base in City S.

But the villa still seemed uninhabited every day. If it weren't for the occasional cry of a baby, it would be as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

In the evening, several teenagers returned tiredly from their missions. They looked around and saw no sign of that person. There was a hint of sadness in their eyes.

Even if they know the answer, they still have to ask: "Is the boss out again?"

Xiaolan or Xiaoqing, who stayed behind in the villa to take care of the baby, could only sigh and nod.

This situation happens every few days.

That day, they watched as Xuan Wei's body suddenly emitted a strong orange light. After the light dissipated, only an orange cat curled up silently in Wen Lang's arms.

They couldn't believe their eyes, but after they calmed down after the shock, they vaguely guessed the truth, and everyone tacitly agreed not to ask anything.

Wen Lang had no intention of explaining to them.

It should be said that from that day on, Wen Lang almost never took the initiative to say a word to them.Not just for them, but for everyone.

He was very quiet, as quiet as if nothing had happened, but anyone who met his eyes would think he was crazy.

They didn't fully understand it at first, until Wen Lang suspected that Li Jinyu was a reborn person for some reason. He ran to him like a demon and insisted on asking for a method of rebirth. Naturally, Li Jinyu couldn't give the answer. If Qin Zihui hadn't tried his best to stop him , Wen Lang almost killed her for the experiment.

Later, he began to look for high-level healing power users everywhere. When he found them, he tied them up and asked them to resurrect the cat in the ice coffin.

The kidnapped person can't do it, and he will always be persuaded to give up, but he will only tell the person to shut up with red eyes, throw the person out and continue to find the next one.

He worked tirelessly to kill zombies and stuffed Xiaobai with many crystal cores. In just over a month, Xiaobai's superpowers were raised to level seven.

The other teenagers couldn't stand it anymore, "This will do too much harm to your body!"

Xiao Bai shook his head. His silver hair made his cheeks even more bloodless, but he still picked up another crystal core and began to absorb it. He pursed his lips and said, "It doesn't matter, I want to try it too."

Even if no one knows better than her, this is simply a fantasy.

Wen Lang, however, regarded this fantasy as a life-saving straw. No matter how unreasonable the method was, he would not risk his life to try it.

The teenagers watched Wen Lang go into various dangerous areas in order to find people, watched him refuse to receive proper treatment every time he was injured, and smoked alone for a long time, watched him come back in the middle of the night and just lean on the ice coffin to sleep. For several hours, my body was so frozen that I refused to let go. I went out to look for him again the next day, and the cycle continued, and I lost weight rapidly.

They could only watch in fear, not daring to dissuade him, just like they didn't dare to wake up a sleepwalker.

That night, Wen Lang brought back another healing power user, level eight, which was the highest level among the people he brought back and the highest among all existing healing power users.

What was different was that this person with superpowers heard about this and took the initiative to find him and said he wanted to try it.

Half an hour later, a young man with spiky hair came out of the room where the ice coffin was placed, and made a verdict like a professional doctor coming out of the operating room: "There is nothing I can do."

Before Wen Lang was about to throw him out, he continued to say calmly and coldly: "Actually, you know it very well, right? Even a ninth-level superpower user can't do it, because it's impossible for a dead person to—"

"Shut up if you don't want to die." Wen Lang looked at him blankly, without any anger in his voice, "Get out."

The superpower shrugged. He was not afraid of him like the others. Instead, he said, "You are just escaping like a coward."

Wen Lang clenched his fists unconsciously, his chest rose and fell for a few moments, and his eyes were filled with frightening bloodshot eyes, as if his fist would fall on the opponent's face in the next second.

The superpower laughed when he saw him like this, "Didn't you realize? You are actually very timid and always unwilling to face the departure of those close to you, but every time you escape, it will lead to the next tragedy. occur."

"I think someone should have told you that there is a meaning in life, and there is a meaning in death." He walked out, and when he passed by Wen Lang, he paused and whispered: "The dead are considered alive. , and he is no longer the same person."

The living room returned to silence.

Wen Lang stood motionless.

The bright overhead light shone on the man, casting a shadow that seemed to be bent over, and his face was hidden in the shadow.

After a long time, he raised his head, faced the dazzling light, and closed his exhausted eyes.

No one saw the dry and wet tears on that face.

……

The door to the room was gently opened, and the teenagers looked up at the neat and neatly groomed man at the door, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

Wen Lang smiled as before. The wild killer who always inadvertently deceived people seemed to be back again.

He walked over a few people in a daze and patted Xiao Lu, who was closest to the door, on the shoulder.

Xiao Lu was stunned, feeling the weapons and supplies that instantly appeared in his space, and subconsciously asked: "Brother Lang, you——"

But he was interrupted without leaving a trace, "Thank you for your hard work this time."

For more than a month, no matter how hard it was, the teenagers never complained, but Ke Wenlang's short words made them quietly blush.

Wen Lang's eyes fell on Xiaobai's face on the bed.

Because she frequently challenged her physical limits, she couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.

"Say sorry to her for me."

Wen Lang paused and said in a very soft voice, "Also, thank you."

Several people were stunned again.

What a proud person their boss is.

This was the first time I heard him say such ordinary words as sorry and thank you.

At that time, they did not expect that... this would also be the last time.

The next day, they found Wen Lang on the rooftop of the villa.

The scene before them hit their hearts like a heavy hammer, leaving them speechless for a long time and unable to forget it for the rest of their lives.

Under the golden sun, a metal statue sat cross-legged quietly, reflecting dazzling light.

He is so lifelike that he does not look like a sculpture, but is made of living flesh and blood.

He was an extremely handsome man, with his head lowered and gentle eyebrows, a faint smile on his lips, and a sleeping cat in his arms.

They are forever fused together.

Indestructible and inseparable.