Being a villain in apocalyptic writing

Then, there were several consecutive slight collision sounds, accompanied by the movement of tiles above their heads, which made Luan Ning and Zeng Huixing look astonished.

Jiang Ye exhaled slowly and said softly, "Done."

It immediately confirmed their guess.

"..." Zeng Huixing's expression, which had been adjusted with great difficulty, collapsed again.

After all, he had already accepted Jiang Ye's style of chatting with them: "What, what is this..."

what's the situation?

"Three quarters of Ruyi incense, they can sleep for an hour at most." Jiang Ye's mouth curled up a smile, "We don't have much time."

Hearing the name, Luan Ning's pupils shrank slightly and he looked at Jiang Ye in shock.

Jiang Ye looked at his expression, her smile softened, and she nodded slightly: "This incense was indeed given to me by the old friend you were thinking of."

Luan Ning's breath caught, his face a mixture of joy and shock.

"But now is not the time to talk about this." Jiang Ye said softly, "The time and place are not suitable."

Luan Ning was startled, a hint of disappointment flashed across his face, but he nodded immediately: "Yes, I understand."

"Don't worry." Jiang Ye still couldn't bear to do it, so he just said vaguely, "You just need to take care of yourself. No matter how good the news is, you have to live to enjoy it."

This is actually equivalent to a hint.

Luan Ning raised her eyes, a hint of surprise flashing across them.

Although he didn't understand why Jiang Ye refused to reveal it, it was enough for him to know that his parents were safe.

"Okay." Luan Ning raised a smile on his face and responded softly.

"Um... what are we going to do?" Zeng Huixing's weak voice sounded, with a heroic look of "die or die" on his face, "Do we need to tie them up?"

"..." Luan Ning looked at him helplessly.

Jiang Ye was surprisingly calm about his ability to think, and even joked, "No, I'm not asking you to rebel, so take it easy."

Zeng Huixing scratched his head: "What are you trying to do, Commander? Why did you drug your own men?"

"They are not my men." Jiang Ye glanced at Ai Jiuwei on the ground and muttered, "They will have to take medicine sooner or later anyway."

Zeng Huixing didn't hear this clearly, but Luan Ning heard it clearly. He frowned with some worry: "What are you going to do?"

Zeng Huixing also looked over here.

"Do something immoral." Jiang Ye looked calm. He took out a wooden box from under the bed. He opened the lid and found the remaining four red and purple pills.

She took out a purple one and handed it to Zeng Huixing.

The latter was stunned, and hurriedly took it with an expression of being "flattered": "Is this for me?"

"Feed it to her." Jiang Ye shook his head. "If she can't swallow it, just dissolve it in water."

Zeng Huixing hesitated for a moment: "What is this?"

Luan Ning beside her also looked at the purple pill cautiously.

Jiang Ye then realized that although the two people in front of him had lived in the apocalypse for three years, they probably had never done anything to harm anyone.

"It won't harm her life." Jiang Ye smiled faintly, "It will only temporarily suppress her supernatural power."

Hearing this, Zeng Huixing's eyes lit up, and he happily walked over with a glass of water. He asked a little nervously, "Will she kill me when she wakes up?", while deftly giving Ai Jiuwei a glass of water.

The look of "Amitabha" on one hand and "cruelly destroying flowers" on the other made Jiang Ye laugh.

However, once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Time was indeed running out as she said, so Jiang Ye did not delay any further.

She looked at Luan Ning and confirmed, "Has Ai Jiuwei been receiving your treatment in the past few days?"

Luan Ning's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he nodded: "She comes three times a day."

"Is the effect very good?" Jiang Ye asked again.

Luan Ning nodded: "The notes you brought me before contained medications for the mental side effects. Combined with conventional physical therapy and acupuncture, the effect on her was indeed very good."

Jiang Ye nodded.

"Why are you asking this?" Luan Ning asked softly.

"Confirm what she should do." Jiang Ye's eyes passed from Ai Jiuwei on the ground, and then looked at Luan Ning: "Ai Jiuwei is not someone who can be manipulated by others. She does things based on her heart. If you can help her, she will protect you. This is a good golden ticket to avoid death."

"Although... that's true, but she is Ai Jiuwei. Hasn't she endured all the side effects over the years?" Zeng Huixing understood some of what they said and couldn't help but interject.

Jiang Ye smiled and said, "Unlike physical pain, emotional torture is repeated and accumulated. No one wants to live their whole life like a madman.

"The fact that she was able to protect Luan Ning like this today shows that she has already tolerated this side effect to the limit. So even if she wakes up today and finds something wrong, she won't do anything to you.

"If you use her well, she will become a great help. No matter what happens, your chances of survival will be greater."

Zeng Huixing looked at her for a while, and suddenly said, "Commander... No, Jiang Ye."

Jiang Ye turned to look at him.

"You seem to really care about Luan Ning's life or death." Zeng Huixing stared at her closely, "I want to ask you again what I asked before, do you know Luan Ning?"

Jiang Ye's eyebrows twitched slightly. She seemed to have misjudged Zeng Huixing. She didn't expect that he, who was usually carefree, had such sharp observation skills.

Luan Ning was a little surprised. He was about to open his mouth to stop Zeng Huixing from continuing when he heard Jiang Ye laugh.

The pictures and scenes seemed to overlap with those more than half a month ago.

But this time, Jiang Ye did not tease him again. Instead, he smiled gently and said in a serious tone with a slight sigh: "I guess so."

Luan Ning turned around in astonishment and looked at Jiang Ye: "We... know each other?"

"I know you." Jiang Ye's eyes swept across his face, "I got to know a few things about you by chance."

A look of shock flashed across Luan Ning's eyes, and then he fell into deep thought, as if he was recalling something.

Jiang Ye waved his hand: "None of this matters. Anyway, you should go back and stay in the clinic. No matter what happens, don't come out."

Both of them were stunned.

Jiang Ye gave Luan Ning a red pill and told him how to use it, adding: "Ai Jiuwei is a person who can be used but not trusted, but special times call for special methods, so you have to think carefully."

Luan Ning pursed her lips and responded softly: "Okay."

"You guys should go back now." Jiang Ye looked at the sun outside. "Starting from tonight, the city will be uneasy for the next few days, but as long as you stay within the area I have designated, everything will be fine."

Zeng Huixing's mouth was as big as a watermelon. "Are you really...really the leader of the rebels?"

Jiang Ye looked at him, his eyes were full of indescribable words: "What is this?"

This weird and somewhat childish title includes "commander" as one and "rebel leader" as another.

Jiang Ye never expected that one day these titles that only appeared in TV dramas would appear on her head one after another.

But Zeng Huixing seemed unaware: "One of your identities! These past few days everyone has been discussing what's going on between you and Wan Zhiming."