The Human Cub’s Guide to Wasteland Survival

Chapter 84

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The bathroom in the suite was filled with steam. Yan Bubu and Feng Chen were lying at opposite ends of the bathtub, closing their eyes comfortably.

Feng Chen had been on edge these past few days, repeatedly tortured by anxiety, tension and pain. Now he was completely relaxed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

In his sleep, he felt that a spiritual force was trying to enter his spiritual realm, like a well-behaved little hand knocking on the door, with temptation and inquiry.

That spiritual power made him unable to feel any guard at all. The door to his spiritual realm was completely open, allowing it to move freely in his spiritual realm like a cheerful breeze.

He indulged this spiritual power, and from time to time he would touch it with his own spiritual power. Sometimes the two spiritual powers would intersect and play, and sometimes they would run parallel and fly towards the boundless expanse ahead.

When Feng Chen woke up, his first feeling was that he felt very relaxed. He had been feeling a little stuffy and sluggish in his chest these days, but now he felt better, and even the dull pain in his head was gone.

He found that he and Yan Bubu had been lying in the bathtub for two hours. Fortunately, the water was not cold due to the automatic temperature control. He got up, put on his clothes, grabbed the big bath towel, and fished Yan Bubu out.

Yan Bubu half opened his eyes and gave Feng Chen a dreamy smile: "Brother."

"Um."

"I seem to have met you just now. Although I couldn't see you, I knew it was you and we were playing together." Yan Bubu said incoherently.

"I know." Feng Chen carried him to the bedroom, "Go back to sleep."

"Um."

It was late at night, the wind was howling outside the window, and the snowflakes hit the solid windows, making a rustling sound. But the institute seemed like another world, separated from the wind and snow, quiet and warm.

But the Black Lion was still looking for the Binunu Quantum Beast, running around in the empty floors, knocking things over from time to time and making a loud noise in the dark.

After Feng Chen was once again awakened by the rolling sound of the floor upstairs, he ignored the black lion's objection and could no longer bear it and put it into his spiritual realm.

Feng Chen hadn't slept so soundly in a long time.

He vaguely knew that Yan Bubu had woken up and was tossing and turning in his bed, humming an off-tune song, and then whispering in his ear, "brother."

He simply pulled the quilt over his head, ignored her and continued to sleep.

After a while, the quilt on his face was lifted, and Yan Bubu lifted his head and placed it on his legs. A spoon was handed to his mouth and something warm was fed into his mouth.

Feng Chen tasted a mixture of milk powder and rice flour, and he closed his mouth tightly.

"Why don't you eat anymore? Do you want to eat meat? If you don't like rice noodles, just tell me. Why are you so disobedient? Are you deliberately not swallowing to piss me off? You'll be happy if it's all meat..."

Yan Bubu continued to feed Feng Chen, mumbling the same words as when he was unconscious and Feng Chen was feeding him.

Feng Chen finally opened his eyes after being forced to swallow a mouthful of sticky rice noodles that he didn't like.

"Brother, are you awake? Do you want to sleep more? Eat breakfast before going to sleep." Yan Bubu's happy face enlarged in front of him.

Feng Chen stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes: "Yan Bubu, you're making so much noise."

Yan Bubu chuckled twice: "This is the first time I got up earlier than you." He scooped another spoonful of rice noodles and fed it to Feng Chen. Feng Chen raised his hand to block it: "I don't eat this."