heavy fog

The underground city living area is a place where only citizens of the Deep Blue Kingdom are eligible to live. It is very quiet, and the sound insulation effect of the building is also good.Each building is connected by a retro air corridor in the middle. The public transportation facilities are UFO tubes with transparent walls. People's activities are in the upper and middle areas. Few people come to the ground, and it is unnecessary.

The street outside the store is deserted, and European-style lampposts line the river.

Shierhei lost the surveillance of the block, and they went to the river bank, but they were not expected to be seen by this boring grocery store owner. A second before he yelled, Shierguo disconnected a shot.

Wen Luan looked at the silver armor knight in horror, but the expected scene of blood flying everywhere did not appear. The chubby boss shook twice, collapsed on the chair and started snoring.

"Sedative bomb?" Wen Luanmu asked.

"Almost." Shier replied, "Even if we tear down his shop, he won't wake up."

"Very good!" Wen Luan gasped, the weight he was carrying was astonishing.

The metal shackles were still on him, the heavy futuristic shackles that made him walk like a snail, and he had to carry Cyrus on his back.

Beret Sibo followed in a complicated manner, looking at Cyrus and Wen Luan.

Seir quietly blinked at Beret, keeping the flickering at a certain frequency, using the space signal light combat command code, and the meaning of several phrases was clear: My master is not bad!

Beret: ...

After walking into the grocery store for a short distance, Wen Luan was already dripping with sweat, so he simply sat down behind the shelf and asked Sier casually, "How is it?"

"It's peaceful. It is estimated that the army of the Deep Blue Kingdom is still searching the surface city." After scanning the situation on the street outside the store, Shier said confidently, "This place is safe for the time being."

Wen Luan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the restraining rings on his knees and elbows irritably.This thing is too heavy, you have to find a way to get it open.

"A key is needed, which is a password composed of data." Shier said solemnly, "According to my calculation speed, it may take five days to calculate it. The material of the confinement ring is very high-grade, and if it is forcibly broken, it may hurt you. "

Wen Luan motioned in Sancunding's direction: Can it work?

It must be enough, this confinement ring might be a part of the king-level mecha Beret's body—— Xier thought silently, but this can't be said for the time being, if he wants to successfully escape the pursuit of the Deep Blue Kingdom, he still needs to rely on Beret's ability Woolen cloth.

"I don't understand it." Syer said modestly, anyway, it was the truth.

Wen Luan understood that Xier didn't know the answer to the question, and he looked suspiciously at the bouncing three-inch Ding, and the hope that had arisen by luck quickly disappeared.Because Beret's appearance looks more like a child's toy, if its owner has a higher technology than Ser, would he still need to take risks and run as a spy?

Thinking of this, Wen Luan couldn't help turning his head to look at Cyrus.

The blond hair is dull, on the pale skin, there are thick bruises under the eyes, and the breathing is weak.

Cyrus was only awake for a few minutes, before Wen Luan and the others got ashore, he fell into a coma again. With the current scene, Wen Luan felt that he might stop breathing at any time.

How heavy a burden does it take for a person to refuse to say a single word before dying?

Wen Luan, who didn't know that she had misunderstood, rubbed her chin and thought seriously:

"Is he exhausted?" In Deep Blue Star, the useless spies were killed by the Intelligence Bureau, and the capable spies worked hard and tortured themselves to death. What a torment!

"Exhausted? I think it is." Xier muttered,

"It must be." Beret emphasized.

"Huh, you can talk?" Wen Luan looked at the three-inch little man in surprise.

Beret glared angrily, Seir immediately stretched out his hand, and pressed the levitating figure onto the flying saucer-shaped candy jar on the shelf, his eyes flashing the password: hide his identity.

Beret had no choice but to swallow his breath and sit on the candy jar without moving.

"Master, this store sells household medicine kits, which can be used for first aid." Shier pointed to the shelves and said.

How could Wen Luan be fooled, he took a covert look at Beret, and overturned his guess just now, he thought that this villain might also be a product of the Deep Blue Research Institute.Mechas and mechas are of the same kind, and it is not uncommon for a life with independent intelligence to hide secrets about its companions.

——So someone refused to confess the truth when he was about to die, because he was afraid that he would rob him of the high-tech achievements he had worked so hard to steal?

Following this wrong track, Wen Luan's thinking diverged.

He took off the medicine box from the shelf, and was about to ask Shier which medicine could cure heart disease, when the door of the store decorated with beautiful shells was suddenly pushed open.Reflexively, Wen Luan grabbed a hard object on the shelf, ready to attack...

Beret didn't move, neither did Shire.

A robot came in at the door, carrying a large basket in its hand. Turning a blind eye to the sleeping boss, he inserted a card into the forehead of a cylinder next to the counter.

Immediately, the cylinder stretched out two long arms, held the card, rolled into the shelf area, quickly grabbed a few products, and then threw them into the basket of the shopping robot, and finally spit out the card automatically. The language said: "Thank you for coming."

The shopping robot turned around and rolled away again.

Wen Luan: ...

"Master?" Se'er stretched out his hand strangely, and poked the stiff Wen Luan.

"No wonder you say it's safe here."

Just put down the shop owner. Residents of the future era may be willing to go to a big shopping mall to enjoy shopping, but when they temporarily lack the necessities of life at home, they are not interested in running errands by themselves. It is estimated that they will assign household service robots.

"It's a good life!" Wen Luan said enthusiastically, "Open a community grocery store." No need to worry about management.

Xier pointed out one from the medicine box, and Wen Luan began to pour medicine on someone.

Nutritious medicine can't kill people, but of course it's useless.

But a few minutes later, Barrett fell off the candy jar with a thud.

"You, what did you feed him?" The three-inch man flew up to Cyrus and asked excitedly.

The pale complexion of Cyrus is obviously much better. This change is very subtle, but there is a big difference in his complexion a few minutes ago and a few minutes later. The former is about to die, and now it seems that he can be rescued again.

"Huh?" Wen Luan couldn't understand. After taking the medicine, his symptoms were slightly relieved. Isn't that reasonable?

As for what Cyrus said it can't be cured, heart disease is like this, you can only take medicine to save your life, and it is very difficult to cure it.

The silver armored knight silently handed the medicine bottle to Beret for a look.

- It's amazing that nutritional pills that replace food can also cure diseases.

Beret was so choked up that he couldn't speak, because Shier's eyes were full of "hungry", "didn't eat a few meals", and "too miserable" swiping the screen in turn.

"This, this is impossible!" Beret said brokenly.

How many scientists in the Deep Blue Star Research Institute, how many professional medical personnel in the Deep Blue Kingdom, even Prime Minister Cyrus's illness was relieved by a bottle of nutritional pills before being found out?This pill is the worst kind of product. Cyrus has taken many products of the same kind that are better than it. Why didn't it work?

If the problem wasn't with the bottle of pills—

Beret immediately sorted out his memory, thinking of the bizarre state where Cyrus' eyes were staring, and Wen Luan and Wen Luan woke up and fainted at the same time, as well as the unintelligible sentence, the king-level mecha had an epiphany.

The key to Cyrus' recovery lies in Wen Luan.

Can soul commonality have such a big impact?

"I think we have to stay here for a while." Beret dragged out his tone, and it flew in front of the snoring boss, its whole body glowing and flickering for a few seconds.

Then the fat boss maintained his snoring state, sat up, washed, ate, and began to live like sleepwalking.

Wen Luan looked at Sancunding with interest, and suddenly felt his right hand sink.

He lowered his head to meet a pair of emotionless golden pupils.

"You're awake, the medicine is good, maybe you can leave Deep Blue Star alive... huh?" Wen Luan was halfway through speaking, when a warning of danger suddenly arose in his heart, he immediately jumped up and backed away.

【You still here? 】 Cyrus looked at Wen Luan strangely.

"Of course...we escaped together." Wen Luan replied cautiously.

[I want to talk to the real you, come out! 】

He didn't see any movement from Cyrus, Wen Luan tightened his neckline, and was caught by him in an instant, his golden eyes slightly narrowed, and he whispered to Wen Luan's ear in a seductive tone: 【You are so weak... ...disappointed me so much. 】Wen Luan was baffled, and instinctively wanted to kick her. Thinking of the other party's status as a "patient", she retracted, and said viciously: "Yeah, I've let you down. I'm just a lost population, and I don't have the ability to take you away." Out of the dark blue star!"

Before he finished speaking, his back was caressed ambiguously by a cold palm.

Wen Luan had goosebumps all over his body, but Cyrus' hand was so hard that he couldn't break free, and he almost couldn't breathe.

—Help, is this a dying person?Could it be that the Dali pill was taken just now?

[Why, there is no response. ] Cyrus turned his head, his breath made Wen Luan's ears tremble slightly.

On the sidelines, the two completely dumbfounded mechs: ...

Beret looked at Seir in shock: Why is Wen Luan talking to himself?Could it be that His Excellency Cyrus is speaking in a language that only humans can hear, but mechas cannot?

Syer: You are a king-level mecha!You don't understand, who do I ask?

Wen Luan was still struggling over there, but the confinement metal ring made his movements sluggish, and his uncomfortably stretched stomach was strangled by the tight arms, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

The spine was like being electrified, and as Cyrus' fingers trembled, the especially warm breath pressed against his neck.

"Where did I, didn't, respond?" Wen Luan asked angrily.

The memory of the body is always deeper, Wen Luan wanted to slap himself very much, it was too embarrassing.

【Um? 】

It was Cyrus who was stunned, his golden eyes were a little dazed, and he mechanically repeated the process of "molesting" Wen Luan just now. As he wished, he saw that the anger in Wen Luan's eyes was more intense than before, the roots of his ears were redder, and even his lower abdomen was full of pain. Subtle changes have taken place.

[This kind of reaction? 】The succubus waiting for the battle looked at Wen Luan in disbelief.This is its natural enemy!The enemy who should have waited for 2000 years to show up should have been late, so why didn't he play his cards logically?

One became angry from embarrassment, and the other was full of doubts. They stared at each other in silence for 1 minute.

"Let go." Wen Luan said through gritted teeth.

The natural enemy refuses to wake up... Is there any problem?

The golden pupils closed slowly, Cyrus lowered his head, and then opened his eyes again, looking at his and Wen Luan's posture in doubt.

Just now, he seemed to have done something, like the devil in his heart woke up, clamoring to devour and tear the person he was holding tightly to!The fiery temperature was still boiling in his veins, making his breathing difficult.

"What did you feed me just now?" There was a smell of inferior nutritional medicine in his mouth.

"Who knew that your flashback is..." Wen Luan felt the sharp danger omen disappear, and turned his head to find that Cyrus was conscious, not looking at him strangely.

The two looked at each other again.

After 3 minutes, Cyrus let go and leaned against the shelf to calm his breath. He found that his body seemed to have recovered a little.

Looking up, I found that the silver armor knight was looking at the counter with his back to them, and Beret was climbing the candy jars on the shelf with his back to them, as if he didn't see anything.

Wen Luan, Cyrus: ...

"Next time I won't give you random medicine." Wen Luan sincerely apologized.

The man was dying, and it was really unreasonable to give him something that looked like a small blue pill.

"The medicine seems to be effective." Cyrus said with difficulty, with a complicated expression.

"what?"

"I feel better."

"...What is your disease?" Wen Luan's black line, could it be stimulation therapy?

"I want to ask you what kind of medicine you gave me!" Cyrus picked up the medicine bottle and smelled it with a puzzled face. Unfortunately, he didn't know anything about medicine. Judging from the label and smell, it was clearly inferior nutritional medicine.

"Beret, we need to stay here." Cyrus studied the bottle carefully.

"Seier, let's go!" Wen Luan said immediately, he respected the spy's profession, since the other party refused to even say his name, and now he is researching life-saving medicine, of course he would not wish to be there.

"No, master, you need to untie the chain of imprisonment." Seier reminded, "We'd better hide here for five days, and then find a chance to escape from Deep Blue Star."

Wen Luan hesitated for a moment, Cyrus turned his head, with a slight smile on his blond-haired and golden-eyed face, he stretched out his slender right hand: "My name is Ellen, my real name... We really need a self-introduction."

"...Wen Luan, the real name." Wen Luan, who was dazzled by that smile, was depressed to find that he had already held someone's hand. Facing such a beauty, the driver of the bus in the small town wanted to burst into tears.

"You need help." Cyrus felt that Wen Luan, who kidnapped the Prime Minister, would not be able to escape the pursuit if he didn't think of a way on his own. It would be really troublesome, "So in the next few days..."

"In the next few days, let's open a grocery store!" Wen Luan nodded, and at the same time cast aside his lack of principle again from the bottom of his heart.