He sat up, and just when he was about to teach Zhou Linshuang not to be picky about food, he saw that the other party's face was turned sideways, his jawline was tightly stretched, and the bottle of nutritional supplements in his hand was shaking slightly. This nutritional supplement only requires downward force. It can be opened by pressing it, but Zhou Linshuang tried many times and failed to press it.
Lin Jing considered himself a person with little empathy, but for some reason, the way Zhou Linshuang lowered her eyebrows and kept trying to press the bottle cap reminded him of the words "Hero's End".
Although Zhou Linshuang is not a hero, he has not reached the end.
Why don't you just say it if you can't open it?
Lin Jing sighed quietly and found an unopened bottle of nutrient solution that had accumulated for a week on the bedside. He pressed it lightly and opened it with a "click". He walked to Zhou Linshuang and squatted down. , take away the nutrient solution from the opponent's hand.
"Hey, you're holding it pretty tight." Lin Jing put the opened bottle into his hand, "It's in stock fifty years ago. It's often broken and can't be pressed down."
Look, he still has to step down for the children.
Zhou Linshuang didn't speak, and slowly raised it to his lips.
He raised his head, and as the nutrient solution entered his throat, the lines of his neck rose and fell.
Lin Jing recalled the description of Zhou Linshuang in the original book: The lines of his neck were beautiful, and the ups and downs when he drank the drink attracted the attention of the alphas. They all wanted to bite him by the throat, control him, mark him, conquer him.
Shaking his head, Lin Jing quickly poured out the waste from his mind.
As soon as he finished drinking, the empty bottle fell from Zhou Linshuang's hand. Lin Jing subconsciously reached out to catch it, then put the empty bottle together with the pile on his bedside, found another bottle, opened it and handed it to the other party.
"Continue." Zhou Linshuang just drank a bottle and seemed to have regained some strength.
After hearing these words, Lin Jing could finally feel relieved. There is feedback, which at least means that communication is still possible, even if the attitude is not very good.
Probably the dean's service attitude brainwashing session before the book had an effect, Lin Jing started a self-guided strategy: Zhou Linshuang was injured, poisoned, and lost control of his body. He was very uneasy, he was fragile, and he needed tolerance.
And he is still an undifferentiated omega, with the right to do whatever he wants.
"According to the monitoring system of this refuge base and the calculations of my robot companion He Pu, in 100 days, an asteroid will hit this desert star with enough force and speed to penetrate the core of the star. So here Before we had to save ourselves.”
"Sending a rescue signal is useless." Zhou Linshuang said.
Children can do it. When faced with the Doomsday Survival dungeon, their faces did not change and their hearts did not beat. They are indeed a strong role model.
"Yes, of course it's useless. I'm just an interstellar refugee with no assets, no family background, and no strong abilities. Who would spend huge financial and material resources to save me? I still have this self-awareness."
Zhou Linshuang opened her lips lightly and said three more words: "Particle Cannon."
Lin Jing smiled and said: "According to the satellites still operating above the planet and the base data, all the particle cannons on this planet have been taken away."
"Fly away from here." Zhou Linshuang put down the third empty bottle of nutrient solution.
Lin Jing's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands and said, "Yes! Just fly away from here!"
"Where's the spaceship?"
Lin Jing clapped her hands excitedly: "You look like you are in vain. I'm really worried that you are not afraid of death."
Zhou Linshuang: "..."
"I have some bad news for you. When humans left this desolate star, all the spaceships should have been used. There will still be so many supplies in our base, which means there are not enough spaceships to take them all away."
Zhou Linshuang lowered his eyes, "So we can live another hundred days."
It was this feeling of not caring about life or death again. I was surrounded by Azma without asking for help, and without anesthesia and analgesia I didn't cry out in pain.
Zhou Linshuang's attitude seemed a bit like he didn't care about his own life, and Lin Jing didn't like it very much.
"I want to live another hundred years. We can build things like spaceships ourselves."
Rarely, Zhou Linshuang turned her head to look at Lin Jing.
This made Lin Jing think about Zhou Linshuang's subtext again: Can you, an illiterate person with no knowledge, no culture, and no nine-year compulsory education in the ABO world, really build your own spaceship?
Probably Lin Jing got closer and once again sighed that Zhou Linshuang was good-looking.
Bai Tangwogua is used to using the cold-blooded male god as a minor attacker. Fortunately, Zhou Linshuang is an omega, otherwise it would be "stop picking up random men on the roadside."
The liar system suddenly said: "Yes, according to the routine of pure love novels, the small attacks picked up randomly are perpetual motion machines." ]
Lin Jing: [Did I ask you to come out? ]
"I see you can't sleep either. Let's go and take you to see my masterpiece."
Lin Jing came to Zhou Linshuang and tried to help him up, but Zhou Linshuang really had no strength and his left leg was useless. After going back and forth two or three times, Zhou Linshuang fell back down again.
Lin Jing pushed the cart to Zhou Linshuang's side, moved his neck and arms, and twisted his waist.
Zhou Linshuang raised her head and looked at him.
"Warm up." Lin Jing responded to the other party's gaze, bent down, and stretched his arms behind Zhou Linshuang's back and knees, "One—two—three—"
He hugged Zhou Linshuang horizontally, and it was at this moment that he saw a surprised expression on Zhou Linshuang's indifferent face.
Soaring into the air, Zhou Linshuang subconsciously grasped Lin Jing's vest.
"Enjoy it, this is the treatment of a top omega."
After saying that, Lin Jing smiled brightly and put him on the trolley.
When Lin Jing pushed him into the passage, Zhou Linshuang stopped responding again.
"Hey, when someone is nice to you, you can't say 'thank you'. You can do it perfunctorily."
Zhou Linshuang looked to the other side in silence. The silver hair on his head was a bit cute.
After walking for who knows how long, Lin Jing pushed him to a huge warehouse.
The lights above the head lit up, and the night was instantly replaced by day. In the center of the warehouse was the prototype of a spaceship, which looked like a child's toy or a patchwork of scrap metal.
But if you look closely, you will find that it already has a complete cabin, energy conversion area, cab, and even the engine embedding position has begun to take shape.
"Did you make it?"
"Well, yes. There is a construction guidance system in the base. I recovered these parts from outside the base and assembled them under the guidance of the system. If we want it to fly, we also need heat diverters and engines. "
Lin Jing left Zhou Linshuang, walked to the engine of the spacecraft, raised her hand and touched it gently.
The light hung down from the tip of Lin Jing's nose, ears, hair and fingertips, as if the light had a vertical trajectory.
So unreal.
This is probably the miracle on the deserted star.
"Zhou Linshuang, you have to get well as soon as possible. I can't go through the insect nest and enter the abandoned aviation machinery factory by myself. There are parts we need there." Lin Jing looked at the other party.
"Yeah." Zhou Linshuang's voice was low.
But Lin Jing was very satisfied. He took this as Zhou Linshuang's agreement to become a teammate with him.
"Okay, after visiting this spaceship, I will take you to visit my warehouse."
This warehouse is really big, as far as the eye can see.
Lin Jing pushed Zhou Linshuang for a walk among the rows of containers, as if visiting a large supermarket.
"This nutritional supplement is very suitable for you now. It promotes wound healing and strengthens bone density." Lin Jing said while moving a box down, and then discovered that Zhou Linshuang's legs were too long and almost occupied the entire cart.
"Tsk, move your legs and make room."
Lin Jing squatted down and held Zhou Linshuang's calf to move to the side. Unexpectedly, Zhou Linshuang's calf moved and his muscles became tense.
He had cramps.
Lin Jing raised his head and looked at Zhou Linshuang. The other person didn't even frown, but Lin Jing frowned.
"Just say it hurts. There is no medical machine here, only me. If you don't tell me, I can't treat you." Lin Jing said in a very serious tone, "I know you don't intend to treat me as a friend, but we are the only ones here. Both of us. We depend on each other, you know? Just to survive, we have to rely on each other."
Zhou Linshuang was silent for a long time. Just when Lin Jing was about to give up, he suddenly said "Yeah" very softly.
Lin Jing poked his stiff calf, "Then, classmate Zhou Linshuang, does your calf hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
It's very calm and calm, and it doesn't seem to really hurt.
Lin Jing looked into the other person's eyes, but Zhou Linshuang looked away and looked away.
Sighing resignedly, Lin Jing sat down cross-legged beside the cart. Fortunately, he had learned something from his classmates in the rehabilitation center. Lin Jing held the Achilles tendon of Zhou Linshuang's calf, wrapped it with the warm touch of his palm, and started rubbing it from far to near.
Lin Jing noticed that Zhou Linshuang seemed to be nervous again, and his hands clasped the edge of the cart.
"Don't be nervous, you are so tight, how can I stretch your muscles?" Lin Jing raised his head and looked at Zhou Linshuang, "I don't want to mark you."
Zhou Linshuang turned her face sideways, leaving only her beautiful jawline.
The next moment, Lin Jing squeezed his muscles and felt relaxed after a while of soreness.
Zhou Linshuang still maintained that posture and moved her toes slightly.
"Okay." Lin Jing stood up, turned behind him, and pushed him forward as if nothing had happened.
Zhou Linshuang seemed to be even more silent.
Lin Jing didn't care, and happily found several sets of vests, pants and daily necessities for him, and then piled cans and nutritional solutions of his favorite flavors next to Zhou Linshuang.
"I'm back." Lin Jing pushed the cart around and walked out of the warehouse. As he walked, he spit out the complaints he had accumulated for more than 900 days, "The clothes in the inventory are really weird. It's a white T-shirt or a white vest, and black pants. It looks like an Oreo sandwich cookie..."
"This is the prison uniform." Zhou Linshuang, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
"Wha...what? Shouldn't the prison uniform be zebra print? It's black and white. No wonder it wasn't taken away by the escapees. It turned out to be a prison uniform." Lin Jing lowered his head and looked at the comfortable and breathable vest on his body. Suddenly I feel a bit unlucky.
"Wait a minute, isn't this base a prison?" Lin Jing asked.
Zhou Linshuang didn't speak, and silence meant... Lin Jing activated the function of filling in the other person's subtext: What do you think?
