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The rolling clouds and smoke were all fog, mixed with an indescribable complex aura that rushed out from the Wan family villa, brutally forcing back the originally brilliant morning light, hiding in the clouds and unwilling to come out.

The female insect brother's steps as he went down the stairs were visibly stiff. Then he stood on tiptoe, breathed shallowly, and stuck close to the wall, quickly going down the stairs in a posture similar to a gecko climbing a wall, which had a difficulty coefficient of 5.0.

As his fingertips were about to touch the metal door handle, victory was just around the corner, and the clear floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the relief flashing in his eyes.

"Click."

The increasingly thick and strange hot mist rushed to surround him, entangled him like an unbreakable chain, but this was not the most hopeless thing.

"Brother, where are you going in such a hurry?" Wan Jiaxu held the soup spoon in his hand, looking puzzled.

"Cousin, don't you want to try the breakfast that your cousin prepared with great effort?" Wan Jingyi showed a deadly smile, and based on the fine virtues of "it is better to suffer alone than to share suffering with others", "it is better to let a comrade die than to let myself die", he stopped the insect's attempt to escape.

In just one night, his bright and handsome image was gone. There was a light gray under his eyes, his hair was messy and sticking up, and he was wearing a crooked pink floral apron. His whole body, even the spatula in his hand, exuded resentment as if he had died in vain for hundreds of years.

A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, and the female insect brother saw the screaming and confused soul in his heart through the cold door handle.

Having a kitchen killer in the family is already a big deal, and now there is another one. How is he going to survive?

No wonder the male and female fathers all found excuses to hide away early. It was because he was young and inexperienced that he didn't know how sinister the hearts of insects were.

If Wan Jingyi knew his inner thoughts, he would definitely refute loudly. He was forced to do so. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be nice to have a good beauty sleep?

The female insect brother restrained his expression and patted his forehead when he turned back, with entanglement and embarrassment floating between his handsome eyebrows. "Brother has an important meeting this morning. If I don't go now, I will be late. I won't have breakfast. I will definitely do it next time."

In the instant his brain raced, he had already thought about where to take refuge on the business trip.

"It doesn't matter. We have packed it in advance. You can take it with you and eat it slowly on the road. Remember to give us a review." Wan Jingyi considerately stuffed the heavy lunch box into the arms of the female insect brother whose expression had already cracked.

The female insect brother left with the lunch box in his arms, looking dazed.

Wan Jiaxu lowered her eyes as she stirred the colorful porridge in the pot, her long eyelashes blinking shyly, "Cousin Yi, what do you say when Brother Wen and the others come back, I will prepare a full banquet for them to welcome them back?"

Not very good.

I think if they knew, they probably wouldn't want to come back.

Wan Jingyi twitched his lips, met Wan Jiaxu's clear eyes, and made a 360-degree turn, stammering, "Very, very good."

At least it won’t kill you, probably.

"Cousin, would you like to give me another try?"

An indescribable smell wafted through my nostrils, and a bubble of colorful black appeared in the pot and then burst with a "pop".

Wan Jingyibin held his breath and closed his eyes: ...You're sweating all over, brother.

"Tuantuan, how about we try something simpler?"

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"Ah~", Wen Jinshu touched the tip of his nose, feeling something bad in his heart.

The last time I had a bad premonition was the time before.

"careful!"

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

The SS-level mutant Hongliu went crazy, and even this group of female soldiers whose overall strength was between A-level and B-level couldn't control themselves together.

They could not hold out for more than two minutes. Together with Su Tang and Salamander, there were only about ten insects left in the holographic projection.

Soon, Song Xingcheng was ejected from the holographic projection due to exhaustion, and the stable triangular structure was interrupted again.

Her rapid breathing mixed with a disordered heartbeat hit her ears. Su Tang thrust the particle blade fiercely into the thorny roots in front of her, used the force to turn over, and narrowly avoided the roots that were attacking from both sides.

Seeing that Su Tang was not caught, the anxious SS-level mutant Hongliu attacked more and more eagerly and crazily. When he was so ruthless, he even hit himself. There was no method at all. His main goal was to kill everyone present equally.

It seems that the overwhelming thorny roots can never be cut down. As long as its crystal core is not dug out, it can be restored infinitely. The bug-like existence gives the insect a headache.

Su Tang had lost count of how many times she had swung the blade, and her sore and numb arm muscles trembled uncontrollably.

If this continues, he will probably develop the ability to hold strong arms.

Su Tang, who was a bit vain, was stimulated by the images in her mind and got goosebumps all over her body and shivered with chills.

"Bang", the collision between the sharp blade and the spikes produced hot sparks.

"You're really thick-skinned." The skin at the base of her thumb was broken, and Su Tang let out a light click of her tongue in annoyance.

A sweet yet dangerous fragrance oozes out from the broken cracks of the combat exoskeleton, and the roots of the SS-class mutant red willow attacking Salamander pause.

The attraction of delicious food coexists with high risks. After a few minutes of counterattack, the SS-level mutant Hongliu, who already has the ability to think, discovered that the opponent is just a paper tiger.

Eventually, the desire to devour the delicious food and gain energy took over.

The SS-level mutant red willow shook off the salad in its roots and turned around to attack Su Tang from all directions.

Salamander fell into the sand pile, his chest heaving violently. The fear of dying enveloped him, and his hands and feet were numb and he almost lost consciousness.

Su Tang glanced at him and ran away.

"Come and chase me~."

"Whoosh, whoosh."

His heartbeat quickened, adrenaline surged, and the excitement factors flowing in his blood became stronger and stronger, as if to ignite his blood.

The vision gradually began to blur, because the combat exoskeleton was broken, and the hot air from the outside seeped in, and every breath became extremely hot.

Su Tang took heavy steps and ran and dodged. For a moment, he could not tell whether he was hot or the air outside was hotter.

Beads of sweat rolled down, and the scent became increasingly sweet as he ran, deeply stimulating the SS-level mutant red willow that wanted to devour him.

His vision was dotted with white spots and he could no longer see clearly. He could only rely on instinct and the perspective shared with his spiritual thread to avoid danger.

Su Tang rolled over in a panic. The roots that surrounded him were broken by his mental power, and the roots that brushed against his back scratched his combat exoskeleton even more.

Have you reached your limit?

Su Tang looked up at those messy lines, a hint of crimson quietly passed through the corners of his eyes. He took a deep breath, staggered to his feet with one hand on the ground, and raised his foot to dodge.

Outside the screen, Su Tang's embarrassed but determined back was deeply imprinted in the eyes of every female soldier, who were shocked for a long time and also worried about him.

The air in the laboratory froze.

Wen Jinshu didn't even dare to look up at Da Bingkuai's expression, "How about you go in and help little sweetheart?"

Bai Xu pursed his lips, no emotion visible on his handsome face. His half-lowered eyes followed the little male figure that was very small but extremely dazzling compared to the SS-level mutant red willow and the endless desert.

The veins on the back of his hand pressing on the control panel were bulging, revealing that his fluctuating emotions were far from being as calm as he appeared.

The golden pupils hidden by the feathery eyelashes were turbulent and contained obscure colors.

"My Lord doesn't need me to take action."

For a long time, a cold voice lingered in the laboratory. I didn't know whether it was answering Wen Jinshu's question or reminding me not to disrupt Xiao Xiongzi's plan.