In the next six months, the members of the Wonton Splitter team collected information from different boxes. This is no longer where Heimerda's headquarters is located, and it is not so convenient to obtain information. Bird" the secret key in the intelligence system, and steal some information.
No, how can what a literate person do be called stealing? That's called improving the utilization of information. In short, using the information from Shiratori, they never lacked a box.
For the past six months, they have maintained the frequency of one or two boxes a month, and have passed a total of nine boxes. Now, Cui Zuojing's pure white world has reached its third year.
That night, after finishing the routine training during the day, Cui Zuojing came out of the old castle to the apartment. In the past, the houses they rented in other areas all had rooftops, but this time they were not so lucky, but there was a big one. The balcony is also not bad. Cui Zuojing specially put reclining chairs and a small table on the balcony. When he was free, he liked to lie on it and take a rest with the wind blowing.
The total population of District VII is not as good as the top of the giant tree. At this level, everyone knows their own level and knows exactly where they can go. Many people settle down in a certain area they like and no longer continue. Make a pilgrimage and earn points for survival by entering boxes or other means.
Among the new pilgrims who were full of confidence and fighting spirit when they first entered the pure white world, only a few can survive. Among these few, only a few can keep the faith of wanting to leave here as always, and truly succeed in the pilgrimage Yes, only Cui Zuojing was there.
And now, the situation of the only survivor is also unclear.
Cui Zuojing sighed, the sky was still shrouded in overcast clouds, he didn't even remember how long he hadn't seen the sun, Cui Zuojing always liked rainy days before, and didn't agree with many people saying that cloudy days would make them in a bad mood , and now, after weeks of gloom, he had to admit that those people were right.
Cui Zuojing sincerely missed the crisp vegetation and the warm sunlight at the top of the giant tree. He sighed and irritably pulled the towel over his head to cover his eyes, intending to sleep.
Dong Zheng opened the curtain and saw Cui Zuojing paralyzed there, so he sat on another reclining chair next to him, and when he heard the movement of him coming, Cui Zuojing lazily patted the armrest and said in a long voice: "I so annoying-"
"What's bothering you?"
"I don't know, it's just inexplicable upset." Cui Zuojing sighed and said, "I don't know how long I will stay here, even if I can't see the sun in the castle, I can't see it outside, I really don't know. How can the pilgrims who have settled here all year endure it?"
"They are used to it. Getting used to it is a very scary thing to a certain extent." Dong Zheng touched Cui Zuojing's hand and turned his palm over. On the pair of slender and well-knotted hands, he kept a long-lasting hold. Cocoon holding a weapon.
Dong Zheng glanced at his hand. Originally, he only had a hard callus left from holding a pen all the year round on the left side of the first knuckle of the middle finger of his right hand. layer.
He rubbed the callus on his index finger with the pulp of his finger, and suddenly asked, "I have so many calluses on my hand, does it hurt when I touch you?"
After half a second of stillness, Cui Zuojing lifted the towel that covered his eyes, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you tried it yourself and you will know soon?"
"I personally prefer the theoretical school." Dong Zheng politely declined his good intentions. He followed Cui Zuojing's hand up, his fingertips drilled into the cuffs, and stroked the arm covered by the fabric. Cui Zuojing's muscles were thin and thin. The smoothness, probably because time was frozen at the age of sixteen years, hindered his development. His body hair is not strong, and his skin is delicate and smooth, which is rare in men, and his hand feels very good.
Cui Zuojing let him move, he looked at each other for a few seconds, and saw the familiar desire in each other's eyes, they really hadn't made out for a while.
In the face of Dong Zheng's inquiries, Cui Zuojing grabbed the towel and covered his handsome face, suddenly abruptly, turned over and rode on Dong Zheng.
Cui Zuojing tied the towel to cover Dong Zheng's eyes. He grabbed the man's hands to prevent him from undoing them. He lay beside his ear and whispered, "If you suddenly move your hands and feet, just think I can't?"
If he really wanted to fight meleely, Dong Zheng would definitely not be Cui Zuojing's opponent without using shady tricks, and he soon gave up the needless struggle. The vision was blocked, but it magnified other perceptions. The breath of the young man exhaling in his ear when he spoke, the temperature of the palm pressing against his wrist... All of them were like that which made people burn with evil fire.
Suddenly Dong Zheng was tense, and even his breathing was stagnant. Cui Zuojing stuck out his tongue and licked his ear just now. The warm, moist softness touched the sensitive skin. This sudden teasing succeeded in letting Dong Zheng breathe. messed up.
Cui Zuojing smirked smugly when he noticed the change in the other party. He turned his head and looked outside. After some observation, he made sure that no one else would see this place. He let go of Dong Zheng's hand and slowly untied it. The button between his neckline.
"Go to the bedroom?" Dong Zheng was finally able to take off the towel covering his eyes. He looked at Cui Zuojing from the bottom up. The boy who was complaining about the weather and said he was in a bad mood was already excited. Dong Zheng Holding his hand and sitting up, the two faced each other very close to each other, he put his arms around Cui Zuojing's waist, raised his head and touched those lips lightly.
The two kissed on the balcony, nose to nose, Cui Zuojing bit Dong Zheng's lips sticky, Dong Zheng hugged him with both hands, stood up from the reclining chair, and stumbled while holding Cui Zuojing. Leave the balcony and go to the bedroom.
He freed up one hand and locked the door with his backhand. Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing fell on the bed. They were both in love. Dong Zheng kissed Cui Zuojing's eyebrows and temples. Sounds like a cat with its chin scratched.
Dong Zheng stood up, and he looked at Cui Zuojing, who looked extra soft because of the scattered forehead, and suddenly said, "Actually, cloudy days are fine."
"?" Cui Zuojing opened his eyes to look at him, and Dong Zheng said solemnly: "No matter when there is no guilt of prostitution in the daytime, maybe it will unlock more—"
"Fuck you!" Cui Zuojing scolded with a smile, grabbed the pillow and slammed it on Dong Zheng's shoulder, Dong Zheng grabbed the pillow, smiled and covered him on the bed as a counterattack.
All in all, with the company of lovers and friends, no matter what kind of environment and life it seems, it will not be too difficult. In the sixth month of coming to District VII, Cui Zuojing successfully found a box that sensed the power of chaos.
He bought this box from the Pilgrims Union, which is the trading floor. It is said that no one wants to ask for it because it is too difficult. Every week Cui Zuojing and Victor would go there to visit the market where the boxes were sold, thinking whether they could find a box with a sense of chaotic power by chance.
So when Cui Zuojing noticed the familiar power fluctuations coming from the box painted with roses and crosses in front of him, he almost did not hesitate to buy it.
The seller of the box kindly reminded him that the difficulty level of the box was very high. Although this also means that once you clear the customs, you can get unimaginable rewards and points, but you have to live to enjoy it.
"It doesn't matter." Cui Zuojing said, "We plan to put it aside for the time being and go in when our strength allows it."
Seeing this, the seller did not persuade him anymore. Everything he did was out of kindness. Since Cui Zuojing insisted on it, he didn't need to cut off his own fortune.
So for two hours, this box was placed on the long table of the castle as the focus of the meeting.
"The name of the box is [Rose Church]. It was found behind a tomb in a church in the city center. It is said that the difficulty rating is five stars." Cui Zuojing briefly explained the information he asked from the seller, " I sensed the fluctuations of the chaotic power from inside, and obviously, if there is no accident, Nana's real body should be trapped inside."
"It's quite obvious." Victor nodded in agreement, "But with such a high degree of difficulty, are we going in now?"
Dong Zhengdao: "I think it will take some time for the evaluation to be five-star difficulty, but if the successors secretly do something, the difficulty of the box is likely to exceed our imagination. Before the strength is reached, we should not act rashly. "
Dong Linhai raised his hand: "But isn't your former teammate still waiting to be rescued?"
Fu Zhe: "She has persisted for ten years. It doesn't matter if she waits another two or three months."
Although these words are a bit cold-blooded, they do make sense. They succeeded in getting everyone to take a unified stand. They decided to spend a few more months to prepare, and when they were stronger, they would go in and rescue the pond carp Nana who was trapped in it.
Kerberos heard everything discussed at the meeting on the sofa not far away, and everyone did not deliberately hide what he meant. Anyway, as long as it was Fu Zhe's request, Kerberos would execute it perfectly no matter what. Worried that he will have other thoughts.
After months of living in the castle, he has learned most about Fu Zhe from various clues, and also knows that these people are carrying out what they call pilgrimages, wanting to overthrow the rulers of the world today, and return to into the "real world".
Will Fu Zhe go back too? He didn't know, but one thing Korberos knew very well was that no matter where his master was, he would always try his best to follow in his footsteps and stay by his side.
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Kerberos heard everything discussed at the meeting on the sofa not far away, and everyone did not deliberately hide what he meant. Anyway, as long as it was Fu Zhe's request, Kerberos would execute it perfectly no matter what. Worried that he will have other thoughts.
After months of living in the castle, he has learned most about Fu Zhe from various clues, and also knows that these people are carrying out what they call pilgrimages, wanting to overthrow the rulers of the world today, and return to into the "real world".
Will Fu Zhe go back too? He didn't know, but one thing Korberos knew very well was that no matter where his master was, he would always try his best to follow in his footsteps and stay by his side.