"Oh, okay."
Looking at the happy crowd, Winder rubbed his eyes...
Was that just... an illusion
"Wende?"
Xing looked at the dazed Winder, and waved his hand in front of his eyes with some confusion.
"Ah, it's okay... I seemed to have some hallucinations just now."
Winder smiled and shook his head, then started eating.
"Hallucination? Maybe you're tired recently? Have a good rest tonight."
Natasha said gently, and at the same time calmly pushed the howitzer under the dining table aside with her foot.
“Hmm… it’s delicious…”
Bronya tasted the delicious food with a look of great enjoyment, and in the process, she clamped the rifle between her legs a little tighter.
"Is that so... Maybe I am a little tired these past two days."
Winder was a little uncertain.
Maybe it was the nightmare caused by the light cone in the past two days, coupled with the excessive workload of traveling between the clinic and the battlefield, that caused him to become a little delirious
"Um... yeah, yeah, eat quickly, or the food will get cold."
March quickly said to Winder, and at the same time quietly put a piece of frozen meat into her bowl.
Xier and Danheng continued to eat the food. Maybe this was the ease that came from hunting
After a "gluttonous feast", Winder sent Natasha and Seele away. For some reasons, Bronya chose to go with Seele, so they would not stay in the hotel. As for Clara, Seele and Bronya would send her back.
The restaurant owner looked at the plates on the table that were two degrees cleaner than the newly washed ones, and for a moment he didn't know whether to wash them or not.
Finally, with the help of Winder, I managed to clean all these "clean" plates.
"I didn't expect that Miss Natasha, who looks so elegant, would eat at such a fast speed."
March, who was sitting at the door digesting his food, said with a look of regret.
"Yes, and the movements were fast and precise."
Dan Heng nodded in agreement.
"Is this the hand that performed the surgery? So precise and powerful. It was the same when you pinched my ear before..."
Xing touched his still red ears with some fear and said, "Next time I must restrain my desire to pick up things!"
"So what's so good about picking up that garbage?"
Sanyue pouted and complained to Xing who was thinking seriously.
"Maybe... this is the legendary scavenger syndrome?"
Dan Heng said uncertainly. He had never seen a similar disease in the think tank. The closest one was a disease from a scavenger planet... But it wasn't to this extent, right
"I don't know... but they are glowing..."
Chapter 41: The Insomnia Trio
I treated everyone to a simple dinner. Although it wasn’t that delicious, we managed to swallow it.
At the dinner table, Winder carried out the tradition of Xianzhou dinner table conversation to the fullest. After a detailed conversation, everyone separated.
Natasha still had to go back to the clinic to take care of the patients and plan what to do next.
The problem now is that although the pioneering team has obtained information about the star core, the specific location of the star core is still unclear. It is still a sword of Damocles hanging over Beloberg's head.
… … …
It's night again...
Winder rubbed his dizzy head and walked out of the room. The hotel lobby was empty at this time. The dim light shone unrealistically on Winder's face, making him look particularly haggard.
That's right, he had a nightmare again, it was just a repetition of the last dream, but this time it was more real.
The cone of light... He is indeed affecting Winder, and the system's forced patch is pulling him closer to this world.
"Heh... If I had known this, I would have written some impressive background for Light Cone. Maybe I could have become an emissary of some kind..."
Winder thought helplessly.
It’s a pity that if he hadn’t insisted on being a riddle teller, he might have become rich now.
"Squeak..."
From the corridor at the side came the harsh sound of an old wooden door being pushed open. Dan Heng walked over silently, looked at Winder with some surprise, and then sat down next to him.
"Nightmare?"
"Um… "
"Me too… "
"… "
The two of them sat there in silence, watching the time tick by on the clock in the hall.
After an unknown amount of time, another piercing sound of a door opening was heard.
Xing also walked out of the room with a depressed look on his face, but after seeing Wend and Danheng sitting in the hall, his expression turned into confusion.
"You...can't sleep either?"
With his golden and sleepy eyes open, Xing looked at the two of them in confusion.
"Hmm... maybe."
Winder was a little uncertain.
Dan Heng shook his head silently. He was used to it.
He slowly walked to the opposite side of the two of them and sat on the sofa in the hotel. The three of them sighed at the same time.
"Alas..." x3
"Hmm?" x3
"Could it be that... you two also had nightmares?"
Xing opened his eyes and looked at the two of them curiously.
Dan Heng nodded slightly, then closed his eyes to calm himself.
"Yeah... I don't think I've had a good night's sleep since I came here."
Winder rubbed his eyes and complained.
“… … ”
Xing looked at the tired Wende, then looked at Danheng who was like an old monk in meditation, and sighed.
"Ah... I really envy Sanyue, she has such a good sleep quality."
"Hmm... maybe this is the secret to her being so full of energy."
Winder nodded in agreement.
"By the way... what did you dream about?"
Xing asked curiously, what kind of dream is it that can stump a doctor like Wend and a calm young man like Danheng
"… "
"I was being chased in my dream... and it was the same person..."
Dan Heng opened his eyes and looked at Xing with some helplessness, but still spoke to her slowly.
"Being hunted down..."
Xing pinched his chin and thought thoughtfully.
"What about yours, Wend?"
Xing turned and looked at Winder.
"So, stop being so gossipy... Have you been infected by Xiao Sanyue?"
Winder complained secretly, but he was still honest and told the reason why he had a nightmare.
"I dreamed about my past..."
"past… "
After hearing these two words, Danheng's eyes became a little dazed.
"Will... the terrifying past..."
Seeing that Winder was obviously a little lonely, Xing was tactful enough not to ask any further questions.
"So, Xing, what did you dream about?"
Looking at Xing's thoughtful expression, Winder felt that he and Danheng couldn't be the only ones sharing the "secret" here.
"My dreams are very strange... There is always someone talking in my dreams... And every time it says the same thing."
Xing shook his head in distress.
"The same voice appeared in all three dreams..."
A thought flashed across Dan Heng's eyes.
"Maybe it has something to do with the star core in your body? No, that's a bit too far-fetched."
Shaking his head, Dan Heng denied his thoughts.
Seeing that Dan Heng was no longer guessing and Winder remained silent, Xing simply closed his eyes and waited for sleepiness to come.
… … … … …
Panyin, who was following the plot, saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
[What is this insomnia trio?]
[Why do I feel that the setting of this pioneering team is becoming more and more similar to the ones next door? ]
[Indeed, Sanyue, Wende, and Danheng all have mysterious pasts.]
[Xing, Wend, and Danheng will all have nightmares.]
[March and Xing both lost their previous memories.]
[You train crew are really like family... ]
[As we all know, with Mi Huyou's personality, I'm afraid all four of them will give you a knife! ]
[Wuwuwu, don't hit my wife March 7th! ]
[Wuwuwu, don't hit my husband Danheng! ]
[Wuwuwu, don't hit my wife/husband/mother/godfather Wend! ]
[Good fellow, if this stabs Winder, it would be the same as stabbing your whole family (laugh)]
[Wende: I am a family tree alone!]
… … … …
the next day
After a good sleep, March walked out of the bedroom feeling refreshed. It turns out that a beautiful girl still needs a good sleep to be full of energy!
"Charging complete! I wonder if everyone is awake."
Standing in the corridor, she stretched slightly, tugged at her skirt, and walked towards the hotel lobby with full of energy.
Then I saw this scene.
Wend was lying on the sofa, breathing evenly; Danheng was sleeping cross-legged on a stool like an old monk in meditation; Xing was lying directly on the dining table, luckily she didn't drool...
"This... What's going on? Why are you all sleeping outside?!"
March complained speechlessly.