Doomsday reloading

For the sake of his younger brother to "speak slowly", Feng Yaohan was very honored to truly verify his prophecy that he would not see the sun the next day.

What's even more tragic is that not only did he not see the sun the next day, but he happily missed the sun for the next few days.

——To be honest, he really thought that he might be completely insulated from such a beautiful thing as the sun in the future, and it couldn't be better.

So, after being tossed and tossed until the last bit of secrets were interrogated, the key letter to see the sun again was already three days later.

As a side note, it would be better if the whole person is not lying limply on the bed and unable to move.

Even with a half-digitized body, Feng Keyhan no longer has the slightest bit of extra strength to do any movement. Every muscle tissue in his body now seems to be disassembled, flattened, stretched and finally reassembled. A slight movement would make his whole body sore and weak for a long time like a chain effect.

"...Can't we speed up the speed of repair?" Feng Yaohan's voice was weak, and his breath was free, as if his own voice would cause his whole body to go into mechanical shock.

[System: Can't be the host, it's obvious that you are still semi-data and not a piece of data code, and there is no effective way to directly split and reorganize. 】

[System: Moreover, the express value of the host’s permission recovery has been set. After being set by the host’s binding partner, this seems to be called—a physical punishment method worth remembering by the host]

Feng Keyhan buried his head on the soft pillow weakly, and didn't want to ask why Fen Zhan Liao's authority command was higher than that of his real host... In fact, he seemed to be very calmly telling Fen Zhan Liao that he had improved himself After the sensitivity value of 10% of the body, the two guys stood on the same front.

Feng Xueba said that he refused to think about it, it was simply too sad a rhythm.

[System: And it turns out that the host's physical level will return to the range of movement after at least half a day, so don't worry]

——No, he was more worried, okay?

When he was trying to let himself go and ignore his uncomfortable discomfort, Feng Zhan Liao, who was temporarily crippled by the key letter and kicked out of the room with great effort, came back. Pan can clearly find that he just went to make good use of the kitchen of this house.

"Brother, come and eat something, I haven't supplemented my nutrition these days~" Fen Zhan Liao put the dinner plate beside the bed, sat sideways on the bed and looked at Feng Keyhan with a smile.

... Judging from this smile alone, Fen Zhan Liao is really no different from the soft, upright and sunny Sanhao brother in memory.

Feng Keyhan has no expression on his face. Regarding the food these days, his younger brother is really 'upright' to tell the truth. From his personal point of view, he really hasn't eaten 'well' since the end of the mission. a meal.

Of course, the chances of Fen Zhan Liao demanding himself for his own desires are ridiculously small. In these days, he has seriously considered this aspect of diet for himself.

...So from this, they tried feeding the play kitchen plap and various plays that destroy the lower limit...

He doesn't know how to deal with the kitchen of this house in the future... Keke...

Feng Keyhan swears that although he has foreseen it a long time ago, one day his chastity will come and leave home for a long-distance trip, or the kind that will never come back in this life... ...But he never thought that the refresh rate and the degree of human destruction of his lower limit Lord. Cao Jun would be so embarrassing.

Zhen.Cao Jun: Did I say I am Lu Zhini Mengxin? 【Backpack】

Mr. Lower Limit: To be honest, I don’t know where I am now...【Looking up silently】

Jie. Cao Jun: [Dead]

"Brother doesn't want to talk to me again?" Feng Zhan Liao smiled, put her hands on Feng Keyhan's waist inadvertently, her tone was ambiguous. "Or, brother still wants to try something interesting?"

——No, no, many years, he just opened up his mind, please don't make your own judgment so quickly.

Feng Keyhan raised his head expressionlessly and looked at him, "...help me up."

...He may have really overdrawn all his facial nerves that are already in short supply...

Feng Zhan Liao rubbed Feng Yaohan's waist twice with his hand, and finally obediently put Feng Yaohan upright against the head of the bed and leaned over to feed him.

Feng Keyhan felt that he seemed to see his brother's slightly reluctant eyes.

——To be honest, let his poor waist go.

"Come on, brother, open your mouth." Feng Zhan Liao picked up a bowl filled with a spoonful of white porridge and blew on it. After carefully checking the temperature, he handed it to Feng Keyhan's mouth.

Feng Keyhan is not hypocritical. First, he is indeed hungry. Second, he is not yet confident that the muscles in his arms are strong enough to hold the bowl full of porridge properly. Eat it smoothly.

After a few rounds of feeding, Feng Zhan Liao suddenly laughed with a gentle and pleasant voice.

"What?" Feng Yaohan looked at him questioningly, because of the effect of the warm porridge, his body gradually gained some strength.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that my brother fed me like this before, didn't he?" Fen Zhan Liao stirred the porridge in his hand, and the gentle eyes he stared at Feng Keyhan made people intoxicated.

"Indeed." Feng Yaohan laughed after thinking about it, thinking that Xiao Feng Zhan Liao, who had just awakened his supernatural powers and couldn't regain control of his body in time, leaned against the head of the bed to accept himself in this posture. It's like feeding a little bit.

But now their two identities are completely reversed, and it feels different from before.

"I always feel like I'm at a disadvantage," Feng Zhan Liao was chatting with Feng Yaohan, but the movements of his hands didn't stop neatly. "I haven't even witnessed my brother's childhood."

Feng Keyhan listened, thinking of the soft and cute little Fen Zhan Liao couldn't help but smile with emotion... I didn't expect time to pass so fast. When I first met, I was still a very immature slender boy. Now It turned out to have grown to such a point.

After eating the simple food, Feng Zhan Liao hugged Feng Yaohan and lay flat on the bed with him, covering the quilt with a gentle and soft voice, "Go to sleep, brother, you will fully recover when you wake up."

This time, Feng Zhan Liao didn't do anything, just hugged the key letter from behind, and the warmth of the embrace was reassuring.

Feng Keyhan blinked, and with this feeling of peace of mind, even though he had just woken up not long ago, a wave of tiredness rushed towards him, so without a doubt, Feng Keyhan fell into a dark and sweet sleep again.

*****【~Original Production~】*****

When he woke up again, his body had recovered pretty well as Feng Zhan Liao said.

After Feng Keyhan changed his clothes and went out with Fen Zhan Liao out of the yard, he looked up at the bright sun in the sky and felt nostalgic.

"Brother, let's go, I guess the waste wood and the others have been waiting in a hurry." Feng Zhan Liao gently held Feng Yaohan's hand, smiling very softly.

Feng Keyhan glanced at him indifferently, and silently complained in his eyes, whose fault it was that he disappeared for such a long time, making people anxious?But it's all about complaining, and Feng Yaohan didn't avoid Feng Zhan Liao holding his hand, and the two went towards the inner city together in a tacit understanding.

Just like what Zhao Xi told them, because they had valid documents and records of previous visits, this time their entry into the inner city was much more convenient than the first time.

The inner city was still as sparsely populated as before, and the Zhao family's mansion was similar to when they left. It must have been a special front gate that was not guarded by anyone.

Putting his hands on the heavy door, Feng Yaohan tried to push it away with a little force, but was stopped by Feng Zhan Liao Xian.

"Brother, let me do this kind of thing." He smiled and pressed the door panel, and the movement of Fen Zhan Liao, who has a newly advanced seventh-level ability, to push the heavy door open is almost as light as flying in front of him. The same as ordinary wood chips.

The corner of Feng Yaohan's mouth twitched, and he silently turned his head, ignoring his lower back that started to feel a little sore after exerting himself just now.

——Life is as lonely as snow.

"Fengfeng~!" As soon as he entered the door, a familiar unknown object flew towards him in a straight line.

Feng Keyhan calmly took a step to the right to avoid howling ghosts and howling wolves, and made a parabola to face the attacking Young Master Zhao.

From the bun in his mouth, the little Maza not far behind him, and Zhao Xi who was holding his forehead helplessly, it can be seen that this young master has been staying here for a long time.

"Feng Feng, how could you disappear for such a long time?" Although Zhao Qiuwen fell to the ground with a slap, he quickly got up and patted the dust on his body and said, "You must know that we have been listening to your novels for the past two days. You went back to the villa first and wanted to find yours, who knew that little Liao Liao's garden plants were too cruel."

Speaking of this, Zhao Qiu Wencai greeted Feng Zhan Liao who was standing behind Feng Yaohan and kept smiling, and Dayoucai saw what he meant.

"Little Liao Liao, congratulations on your successful promotion~"

Fen cut Liao and raised his eyebrows, which cannot be denied.

Zhao Qiuwen, who was stared at by his eyes, shivered involuntarily, touched his nose and asked Feng Keyhan in a low voice, "Is it my illusion? It seems that Xiao Liao Liao's feeling is a little different from before. gone?"

Seeing that the days of disappearance are automatically divided into the advanced time of Fen Zhan Liao, Feng Yaohan didn't say much to avoid gossip, but he still gave him a look to restrain him because Fen Zhan Liao felt different. Some.

"What happened before?" Feng Yaohan simply changed the subject, seeing Zhao Qiuwen's excited look, there must be something that would make him gossip.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot about it." Zhao Qiuwen turned around and took Feng Keyhan and they walked to Zhao's house, while explaining in detail the gossip he wanted to tell Feng Keyhan.

"The previous mission, when you finally came back, didn't old man Yuan go all the way with your former scumbag friends!" Zhao Qiuwen straightened his mind and danced excitedly.

Feng Yaohan nodded slightly, but he felt that this point alone was unlikely to become a point of gossip for Mr. Zhao's obsession, "Well, then?"

"Then after returning to the inner city of the Zidu base, it was a god-like reversal of the plot. It's a pity that you guys weren't there to watch it." Zhao Qiuwen clapped his hands with a regretful expression, "Back to the inner city Afterwards, Wei Ze and the others were polite and had nothing to say, but after Yuan Zheng got off the car—they were instantly slapped in the face."

Zhao Qiuwen recalled what happened that day, and explained carefully to Feng Yaohan, "If I didn't know this time, I thought that Wei Ze and the others had picked up a trick to curry favor with the dean of the third research institute, and finally the mission was successful. He went home. But after Yuan Zheng got out of the car, the old man thanked Wei Ze and the others sincerely for their escort, and turned his head mercilessly to another mission team."

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhao couldn't help gloating, "You don't know that the good person card was issued, especially when Wei Ze saw that the people in the other cars were not people from the research institute but the surviving team. black face

...And the most important thing is that the old man Yuan Zheng is really ruthless~ The things about Wei Ze and the others who are behind the scenes are really shaking in front of a bunch of people. "