There were social events and drinks for two days in a row.
After all, I usually stay at home in order to write a book, and rarely see friends or relatives. There is no excuse for National Day.
When September broke out, I didn’t save any manuscripts. The National Day was just around the corner. I was out of shape and didn’t want to do anything perfunctory.
Yesterday I woke up at three o'clock in the morning and wrote a chapter. I thought it was terrible, but my brain was so muddled that I couldn't revise it.
I will attach the content of this chapter to the end of the single chapter, so you can read it for free. I am embarrassed to charge for this kind of chapter, it is a useless chapter.
I just want to prove to everyone that Sansan has updates, without giving any reason.
In addition, I have social activities and running around today, so I have to take a day off because the most important plot is coming.
I will be more free in the next few days, and I will update twice during the remaining days of the National Day, just to make up for today's chapter and make it easier for everyone to read the important plot.
I will also rewrite these four hundred and fifty-four chapters tomorrow.
I always feel that I can’t live up to everyone’s enthusiasm for monthly tickets, and my writing speed is indeed a bit sluggish.
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Chapter 454 Cake
morning light.
It's daybreak.
The purple moonlight dimmed too early. I wonder if the yellow moon of previous civilizations also dimmed so early at dawn
Time passes silently.
A glimmer of light finally fell on this dark room, and also on Tang Long's fingertips sitting in the room.
The room is a little brighter.
Tang Long's cold fingertips did not feel any warmer.
"Really don't mess with Tang Ling. His uncles and uncles are not people without a stand."
"Do you really think Tang Feng's son has no one behind him?"
Tang Long's hand suddenly tightened his grip on the chair handle, his knuckles turning white.
No one knew that he had woken up from a coma at that time, but he was too embarrassed to wake up.
Whether it was intentional or not, Boss Huang's words had deeply hurt Tang Long. What could be more shameful than being a son who is not accepted
Tang Long could not forget how many times he dreamed back at midnight, in which the whole world knew that he was Tang Feng's son.
Countless sympathetic looks almost overwhelmed him. He ran wildly and could not escape such looks no matter where he ran.
At the end, he seemed to have run to the end of the world, where he saw a figure.
After that figure appeared, Tang Long could no longer move.
So, he could only see the figure slowly turning around, looking at him with eyes full of sympathy.
And that figure turned out to be Tang Ling!
"Although my father doesn't recognize you, I recognize you as my brother." Tang Ling said to himself in his dream.
"No, I am also my father's son." "Me too!" Tang Feng shouted desperately. Anyway, at the end of the world, no one except Tang Ling could hear his inner weakness.
What was terrifying was that Tang Long found that he could not make any sound at all and could only open his mouth silently.
And Tang Ling's sympathetic eyes hurt him more than the sympathetic eyes of everyone in the world.
He could only hold his chest, his painful chest, waiting silently, waiting for this dream to end.
'Pa', the chair handle that Tang Long had always held tightly finally could not withstand the heavy pressure and shattered in Tang Long's hands.
"Woo!" There was a hint of choking in Tang Long's throat, a very low and small choking sound.
No one can understand the shame, weakness, and avoidance of pretending to be comatose even though you have clearly woken up.
Just because he was too clear, someone among the people present must know that he was also Tang Feng's son.
This news can be hidden from ordinary people, but not from those at the top. What do they think
A tear finally fell from Tang Long's eyes, and he wiped it away quickly and silently.
He continued to stare blankly at the morning light. It was dawn, but his heart was not bright yet.
But it doesn't matter, it only takes a few more hours for the life and death arena to begin. After the arena, there can only be one between him and Tang Ling.
Tang Ling died, and there was no more Tang Feng son in the world.
If he dies, there will be no more son in the world who was abandoned by Tang Feng.
Then there would be no need for pain, right? This has always been a source of pain! It's just ridiculous. On the day of the Hell Cliff challenge, there was a strange person who told him about blood ties.
It's just ridiculous that at the moment when Tang Ling was really about to be killed, a trace of panic arose in his heart.
Then what is this? Is this considered the last blood relationship
After that, there will be no more!
"I will kill Tang Ling without hesitation." Tang Long finally stood up and walked to the bathroom to prepare for the life and death arena that followed.
As for Tang Ling, about the life and death arena, about himself, everything will end today.
**
There are actually two types of mornings in the settlement.
One is a happy morning. You have a warm breakfast as soon as you open your eyes. After soothing your stomach, you see that there is still some food left in the house. At least you don’t have to worry about today’s food.
This is a happy morning.
On the other hand, the other is an unfortunate morning. From the moment you open your eyes, you have to worry about today's food. A cup of contaminated hot water is the best and last comfort. Then you have to go out as soon as possible to find it alive. food.
This is an unfortunate morning.
Tang Ling lay on the bed blankly, recalling everything about the settlement.
The morning light illuminated his face, and his eyes were a little distracted, but with a trace of happiness. He felt that this trace of happiness was about to drown him, but he did not want to break away from this trace of happiness.
"Is Tang Ling's injury healed?" Han Xing leaned on the door frame of his room and asked Luo Xin with a worried tone.
"The injury is healed, but the person is still the same." Luo Xin held the medicine box and lowered his head. The sky was not completely bright yet, and Han Xing could not see Luo Xin's expression clearly.
You must be very worried, right? But Han Xing didn't feel jealous at this time. Instead, a surge of anger surged in his heart.
What on earth is Tang Ling doing? Like a wooden person, except for sleeping when he is sleepy, he has been alone in the room without eating, drinking, talking or listening. He has been in a dazed state for three days.
Fortunately, he won't resist what everyone does for him? Give him treatment and he accepts it. Feed him water occasionally and he can swallow it.
Just feed him and he seems too sad to accept the food and will spit it out.
Today is already the day of life and death! Is Tang Ling trying to kill himself
Thinking of this, Han Xing became even more angry! I had finally saved his life before.
"Damn it!" Han Xing slammed the door frame and was about to rush to Tang Ling's room, but Luo Xin grabbed his sleeve.
"Don't go. He's just now"
"Huh?" Han Xing, who was in anger, did not notice that Luo Xin pulled his sleeve, such an intimate action.
If it were before, Korean stars would jump with excitement.
"He is just living in his memories for the time being. Let him release it like this. The Tang Ling I know is someone who can absolutely be relied on and trusted at critical moments."
"The life and death arena is such a crucial thing for him. He, he will take it seriously." Luo Xin said softly.
"But, the life and death arena will be opened in just a few hours." Han Xing believed in Luo Xin, but he had no choice but to worry.
"It doesn't matter, what Luo Xin said is right. As long as the boy's injury is healed, there is nothing to worry about." At this time, Boss Huang appeared, sitting on his shoulder with Ding Ling on his neck. Hanging Ding Dong.
"It's a pity that such a good healing medicine is worth giving to him? He is still a young man, so he can just use the second-class medicine. You might as well give me the healing medicine." Boss Huang muttered.
Then Ding Ling and Ding Dong grabbed each other's faces: "Smelly boss, you have wanted to change Xiao Tangtang's healing medicine several times, don't think we don't know."
"That's right, you made so much money from Xiao Tangtang. You are still thinking about other people's healing medicine, and you want to exchange it for a smaller one to make a profit on the difference. You won't let go of this little money." The person who answered was Ding. Boom.
Then the two people said in unison: "The boss without a conscience."
Han Xing and Luo Xin were stunned after hearing these words. Is this Boss Huang really reliable? Doesn't it feel that good
"Dingling, are you cooking?" At this time, a voice intervened between several people.
Luo Xin was the first to react, wasn't this Tang Ling's voice? ! She smiled happily.
At this moment, the morning light has come on.
The light in the dim room was barely enough to see Tang Ling's face clearly.
After three days of self-torture, Tang Ling's face looked a little pale, but not haggard.
Maybe I've lost some weight, but I'm still in good spirits.
"You brat." Han Xing strode over and punched Tang Ling, but Tang Ling staggered and almost couldn't stand.
"Stinky Korean star!"
"What are you going to do?" Ding Ling and Ding Dong reacted quickly and threw themselves on Han Xing's back.
Tang Ling smiled slightly and picked up Ding Ling: "Ding Ling, can you make me a cake?"
Everyone stopped making trouble at this time and looked at Tang Ling.
After he sobered up, he actually asked Ding Ling to make him a cake? What kind of cake? Boss Huang's face suddenly became wary. Could it be that the meat of a level five or above ferocious beast was being made into a cake
He would never agree to that! The brat definitely wants to take advantage of this.
"Are there any nutrient cubes? The kind that don't have much nutrition but just fill up the stomach." Tang Ling gestured to describe the nutrient cubes to Ding Ling.
Ding Ling blinked her round eyes, really not understanding what Tang Ling was talking about? !
"I know, I know! Oh, Tang Ling, if you want to eat this, tell me earlier! How about I treat you to a hundred?" Ding Ling didn't know, but Boss Huang knew what it was.
No matter how wealthy the Dark Harbor is, some extremely poor people cannot avoid needing such food.
If you go to the lowest shack area in the chaotic area, there will be a store that sells nutritional blocks like this.
If you buy one hundred, you can only get five black wind coins at most. Boss Huang is certainly generous.
"That's great, I think we need some wild vegetables, that's it."
**
Half an hour later, Ding Ling followed Tang Ling's instructions and made such a weird cake.
In fact, there is no difficulty at all.
It means boiling the nutritious cubes brought by Boss Huang into a paste, and then adding one or two kinds of wild vegetables to the paste.
Although the Dark Port is close to the sea and it is a little more troublesome to find wild vegetables, one or two of the wild vegetables Tang Ling mentioned can also be found in the rich trading market.
Then, the wild vegetables were battered and fried in a pot with a little oil, and it became the cake Tang Ling requested.
Looking at the unappealing and almost aromaless cake on the table, Tang Ling picked it up and took a big bite.
It doesn't taste exactly the same, but it has a vaguely familiar smell. It is the best food in the world.
Tang Ling closed his eyes in a state of intoxication.
The arena of life and death is about to begin. Maybe I will die, or even die of regret without even being able to take revenge.
But before I die, I can eat such a cake once, which is enough comfort.
Tang Ling chewed the cake in his mouth and closed his eyes intoxicated.
(End of chapter)