star hunter

When turning a street corner, Zhong Yuncong's stomach suddenly let out a loud growl.

Su Xian's footsteps paused: "If you are very hungry, we can go to the Changle Street Night Market next door to buy something to eat."

Zhong Yuncong covered his stomach, and shook his head depressedly: "Forget it, let's leave it at that, treat it as weight loss."

Su Xian turned his head and looked at him amusedly: "As for it? If he says a word, you will take it as an imperial decree?"

The "he" in his words refers to Zong Zhengzheng.

It is said that Zhong Yuncong went to see the director the day before, and rashly made an unfeeling request. After all, the old director finally nodded his head.Just before leaving, I gave him a piece of advice.

"It's just a suggestion, you don't have to listen to it-but it's best not to eat tomorrow's dinner."

Zhong Yuncong also couldn't figure out why the Zongju Bureau would put down such a sentence, but he didn't dare to take it seriously when it came out of his mouth. Today's lunch was settled hastily, and after noon, he kept fasting all the time status.

It's been several hours, and I didn't eat enough at noon, and my stomach was already empty.

Under hunger, not only did his steps become soft and vain, but his spirits were also down, and he looked listless.

In fact, Su Xian's proposal just now moved Zhong Yuncong's heart, but thinking of Zong Zhengzheng's words, he reluctantly refused in the end.

"Forget it..." Zhong Yuncong waved his hand weakly, "The Zongju will say that, there must be his way, I still don't want to eat."

Su Xian shook his head angrily and amusedly: "I really don't understand, what kind of training requires an empty stomach? It's not surgery."

"It shouldn't be about physical fitness." Zhong Yuncong argued for Zong Zhengzheng, but Su Xian snorted: "Put it down, even if it's about mental fitness, I've never heard of such a rule... Besides, I think You are not in a good state of mind now, are you?"

Zhong Yuncong just felt that speaking was exhausting, so he simply shook his head and stopped talking to him.

Su Xian sighed: "Really don't want to eat?"

Zhong Yuncong still shook his head.

Su Xian glanced at him and suddenly smiled: "That's fine."

Five minutes later, Zhong Yuncong stared resentfully at Su Xian who was holding a cooked corn cob.

"What are you looking at me for?" Su Xian gnawed with relish, "I asked you before, but you don't want it yourself."

Zhong Yuncong swallowed his saliva before accusing bitterly: "You did it on purpose."

The other party looked back at him innocently, with a grain of corn on the corner of his mouth: "What's the matter, you can't do it even if you're hungry?"

"...you had dinner half an hour ago."

"Can't you have enough for dinner?"

He was so upright and confident, Zhong Yuncong protested with disbelief in his stomach.

Su Xian couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud, almost spitting out the food in his mouth.

How could this bastard be so childish?

Not only did his stomach hurt, but Zhong Yuncong felt his brain hurt too. He held down his roaring stomach with one hand, trying to calm it down, and tapped Su Xian's nose with the other hand: " Do you know that showing off so brazenly in front of a hungry person can be life-threatening?"

"Oh?" Su Xian bit the corn cob and asked vaguely, "What kind of dangerous method is that?"

Zhong Yuncong stared at him without speaking.

Su Xian was triumphant, and when he was about to provoke further, suddenly, someone with red eyes from hunger dragged his hand over and bit him hard.

That posture is the same as when he gnawed corn on the cob.

"...Damn it!" He looked at the two rows of deep tooth marks on the back of his hand, and couldn't help but get angry, "Are you serious?"

Zhong Yuncong said "Bah Bah" twice expressionlessly, and finally shook his head in disgust: "The taste is not very good."

Su Xian looked at him angrily, and endured and endured: If it weren't for the crowds here, he would have been tied up and smoked a long time ago!

In the end, he still couldn't swallow his breath, but Su Xian was also a mature and steady person, he gave up the uncivilized way of being violent in the street, and chose another method that was less brutal but could also achieve revenge.

He went to the night market again, bought a lot of food and drink, ate and drank, and deliberately circled Zhong Yuncong several times.

Zhong Yuncong couldn't help but greeted him cordially: "Group Leader Su, you haven't graduated from kindergarten yet, have you?"

Team Leader Su turned his head arrogantly: "Hmph, none of your business!"

"...In that case, I can only wish you indigestion tonight."

Not to mention, Su Xian, who had eaten so much and fed himself up, had a really bloated stomach all night, which can be called a model of "killing one thousand enemies, and harming oneself eight hundred".

But that's all for later, so let's not mention it for now.

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"I see that your complexion is not very good."

At that time, the time given by Zong Zhengzheng was "after dinner", which was a very general time point. Out of respect for the leader, Zhong Yuncong naturally rushed here as soon as possible. He didn't want Zong Zhengzheng to be too busy. After dinner from understanding that is totally two concepts.

Zhong Yuncong waited for nearly two hours before Mr. Chief got off work.

After such a period of time, he was so hungry that he was dizzy.

"Maybe it's because I didn't eat at night..." Zhong Yuncong responded with a forced smile, and then asked cautiously, "Is there... anything special about it?"

"Exquisite? No." Zong Zheng simply rejected this statement, "It's just a piece of advice for you personally."

Zhong Yuncong became more and more confused.

Zong Zheng smiled: "You will find out later."

After that, he pointed to the sofa in the office for receiving guests: "Sit down first."

Zhong Yuncong bowed slightly, then walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down.

"Time is precious, so I don't want to talk nonsense. The only purpose of this training is to improve your mental strength." The pen was turning flexibly between Zong Zhengzheng's fingers, and he looked at Zhong Yuncong who was obviously tense up, " After that, you will fall asleep immediately, and your training will all unfold in a dream."

It is not surprising that Zhong Yuncong remembered his nickname of "Dream Maker".

"My request is very simple, you just need to survive."

Zongju's downplaying tone was very confusing, as if it was really an easy thing to do, but Zhong Yuncong knew that according to Zong Zhengzheng's personality, the easier he said, the harder his attack would be.

And from this sentence, he can more or less guess some training-related content.

He took a deep breath, as a psychological construction for himself, hesitated, and asked: "If the training is successful, how far can I improve?"

Zong Zheng smiled, and there was a bright mockery in that smile: "It hasn't started yet, is it after looking forward?"

Zhong Yuncong mumbled: "Just...just ask."

Zong Zheng put away his smile, and said lightly: "Look at your aptitude. If the effect is satisfactory, if the person who communicated with you that day finds you again, you can use your mental power to directly locate him in reverse. "

Zhong Yuncong sucked in a breath of cold air.

This is almost his dream ability.

"Let's start!" His hands clenched into fists unconsciously, "I will definitely do my best!"

Zong Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Let's save some effort now... Try your best, I'll know later."

His voice seemed to be magical, every word made Zhong Yuncong drowsy, and when his words fell, Zhong Yuncong also fell into a thorough sleep.

Before going to sleep, he thought drowsily that with Zongju's supernatural ability, he would open a clinic specializing in the treatment of insomnia in the future, and the business must be very good.

Unexpectedly, his cranky thoughts were brought directly into the dream.

Zhong Yuncong found himself in a world of ice and snow.

He is very clear that he is dreaming, because the cold winter of the "isolated island" has long passed, and now it is clearly the season of warm spring and flowers blooming.

This kind of sobriety seems a little out of place in the dream, and even the relaxation and ridicule he brought from reality has not completely passed, so it is quite different from the usual dream experience.

He knew that this was caused by Zong Zhengzheng's ability.

The biting cold wind was blowing in, chilling to the marrow, Zhong Yun stood shivering in the snow that almost reached his knees, and his whole body almost turned into a popsicle.

At this moment, he is realizing that the name of the Zongju Bureau is not for nothing, and this dream...is a little too real!

In particular, after throwing him into the dream, he was still wearing a slightly thin spring suit, and his immediate superior didn't show mercy to patch him up with a thick cotton jacket.

The wind was blowing on his face like a knife was blowing, Zhong Yun was trembling from the jaw, his knees were so stiff that they were numb, he wanted to move, but he couldn't move an inch for a while.

"...Damn it..." He worked hard for a long time before he could barely take a small step, leaving a deep hole where he was standing, "You don't want me to come out of the snow to survive?"

Everything is difficult at the beginning. After taking the first step, although it is still very difficult, at least the mood is still different.

"Why does it feel the same as when I first came here..." The flying snow inevitably reminded Zhong Yuncong of the day when he first arrived, he encountered a blizzard he had never seen before, and he was so alone and helpless... No , in this dream, it was even worse than that time, at least at that time, the clothes on his body were thicker than now.

"The Zongju is really..." Zhong Yun was somewhat resentful after being frozen, and complaining was also a way for him to keep warm.

It's just that he was talking, and suddenly he stopped talking. He saw a three-story white building.

The outer walls are mottled and covered with withered vines, giving off an air of dilapidation from the inside to the outside.

Such buildings can be found everywhere in the "isolated island", nothing special.

But for Zhong Yuncong, this is different.

He will never forget that when he first came to the "isolated island", he encountered the first batch of alien attacks in a white building.

And the building in front of him was exactly the same as in his impression.

Even though he was able to deal with some alien species in the future, whenever he recalled the danger of that day, the shadow still lingered in his heart.

Zhong Yuncong's originally stiff legs suddenly went limp.

In the dream that Zong Zhengzheng gave him, there was a building that terrified him. This must not be a coincidence.

Regarding Zong Zhengzheng's training content, Zhong Yuncong understood it thoroughly.

He hesitated for a moment, but still approached the white building unswervingly.

He thought he was mentally prepared, but the moment the alien species appeared, his calf began to cramp uncontrollably.

For him, it was a veritable nightmare.

And he knew that in this familiar dream, Su Xian would not show up to save him.