The zombies in Dingtai District were burned by the fire. The army didn’t encounter any obstacles and transported the goods back with ease.

  Looking at the helicopters that kept bringing in food and daily necessities, the people in the base rushed out to watch with smiles on their faces. They felt a lot more hopeful with life and at peace knowing that the base was not lacking in materials.

  At the same time, Gong Lixin’s name also began to spread across the base: his powerful strength, his decisive personality, his handsome appearance – all these became common topics of conversation.

  Father Gong intended to let his son cultivate. Every time they found survivors, he would always let his son participate in the rescue. Gong Lixin never asked about the reason for this, although it wasn’t out of shyness. When Father Gong asked him to do something, he would definitely do his utmost best. Half a month later, with his and his comrades’ efforts, the base were able to rescue several survivors and his reputation soared to new heights every time.

  After four or five days straight, there were no longer signs of life to be found in the city. However, the number of evolved first-class zombies had also increased. The army finally decided to stop their search and rescue operations and rested for a few days to form teams of ability users.

  The team of ability users consisted of ten people responsible for destroying zombies and collecting materials around the perimeter of the base. 90% of the materials seized by the team would be handed over to the base while the 10% would be reserved for their own uses. If they had the ability to advance in level, then with each level, they would get 10% more of the supplies. That is to say, first-level ability users could get 10% of the collected material, second-level ability users could get 20%, and so on and so forth.

  At present, the base had a total of 82 ability users, so eight squads could be formed. The captains are elected by the ability users without the interference of the military. The assigned tasks were also decided by the squad leader. It seemed like the military decided so reluctantly……

  As soon as this news was released, ordinary people remained indifferent, while the 82 ability users blew up the pot and went to find their teammates and captains.

  Upon receiving the notice, Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo went to Gong Lixin’s room. The two men arrived in front of the room. Both stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the door and smiled at each other, the atmosphere a bit tense.

  Gong Lixin, who had already heard their footsteps, opened the door without waiting for them to knock. Like a lucky cat, he smiled and waved. "Big Brother Song, Big Brother Lin, please come in."

  He’d just taken a shower, so he looked half-dry and half-wet, his damp hair hadn’t been taken care of yet and looked very messy. There were still a few drops of water dripping down, the water sliding along his neck and over his collarbone before disappearing into his shirt. It was such a sensual sight. He wore a simple white shirt, the size obviously large, and covered his body. The long hem covered up to his buttocks, revealing a pair of slender and perfectly proportioned white legs, enough to make any woman green with envy.

  This lazy look with a side of sensuality was very different from the youth in the past. Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo couldn’t help but feel their eyes grow wide, eyes remaining glued to the youth.

  At the gentle smile of the teenager, Lin Wenbo took up the boy’s invitation and entered through the door, hiding all the while the craving in his eyes.

  Song Haoran stood stiffly at the door, his eyes flashing with dark thoughts and a strong desire before finally struggling to take his eyes away from the boy’s beautiful legs and muttered, "Why aren’t you wearing pants?"

  When he understood that kind of feeling he had for the teenager, his self-control grew weaker and weaker. The teenager had a slight smile on his face, or possibly a naughty one, because even just by standing around it made Song Haoran feel things which made him feel guilty. And with this current scene, he was afraid that when he returned to his senses, this scene would become the image he used to satiate himself every night.

  He held the door frame and took a deep breath before tightening his lower abdomen and suppressing the rising heat of his body, along with the movement of the disobedient lower part of his body.

  "I’m wearing pants." Gong Lixin’s eyes brightened and he lifted his long hem, exposing panties with a big-mouthed monkey underneath to Song Haoran.

  The thin cloth wrapped around the voluptuous buttocks of the boy and the monkey face with its big mouth was printed on the slightly raised bulge of the boy, strongly attracting people’s attention to that part.

  So cute! Lin Wenbo’s heartbeat was a mess and his mouth slightly twitched as he couldn’t help but think this.

  Song Haoran’s body became even more rigid. His grip of the door frame grew tighter and blue veins appeared on the back of his hand. His legs had unconsciously clamped together. He gritted his teeth and said, "Is that also considered pants? What’s the difference between that and being naked? Go change into pants!"

  "Oh, I will change immediately." Gong Lixin promised, used to listening to Song Haoran’s words, and went into the bathroom to change clothes.

  Lin Wenbo walked to the bed and sat down, turning his face to look at his friend who was still standing by the door. He found that the other’s expression was stiff and ugly. Song Haoran was desperately suppressing his turbulent emotions and didn’t notice Lin Wenbo’s gaze.

  Soon, Gong Lixin changed into a pair of tights. With the other’s dazzling legs covered, Song Haoran finally entered through the door with a wooden face and pulled a chair to sit down.

  Gong Lixin took off his shoes and sat down on the bed as he pointed to a pile of crystal nuclei on his sheets. His brows crinkled as he said, "Look, I’ve collected a lot of crystal nuclei. A total of twenty-three, so Big Brother Song can have eleven and eleven for Big Brother Lin. The rest stays here. After we gather up into the two digits, we will divide again. According to Gong Xiangyi, it is necessary to absorb five or six hundred crystal nuclei to get promoted to the first level. Later, I will kill more zombies to help."

  The youth said this while playing with the pile of crystal nuclei. His slightly upturned peach blossom eyes showed Xiaoxin’s excitement and made his eyes more dazzling than the diamond-like crystal nuclei. It was so captivating that, as Song Haoran looked straight into his eyes, he had to press down the heat in his body once again.

  He had a wooden expression on his face. Before his hoarse voice could come out, he immediately cleared his throat, hid the desire in his eyes, overlapped his legs, and tried to make his sitting posture look natural.

  Lin Wenbo smiled while looking at the top of the youth’s head. After hearing someone ’clearing his throat’, he counted the crystal nuclei with the teenager.

  Twenty-three crystal nuclei were piled up in the middle in the middle of the youth’s bare feet. Lin Wenbo pulled over the crystal nuclei while crouching over from time to time. When he did so, the other’s feet curled which made his jade white rounded toe look especially cute.

  He couldn’t restrain the turmoil in his heart. He picked up a good number of crystal nuclei and rolled them on the boy’s instep. The ten toes seemed to be shocked and scared, inducing a very cute reaction from them. The boy was confused and blinked up at Lin Wenbo with a stunned expression.

  The teenager’s hair was already dry and his unkempt hair stood on every angle, matching his ignorant expression. When Lin Wenbo saw this, he wanted to take him into his arms and shower him with love. Lin Wenbo’s heart was moved once again and he picked up a crystal nucleus to gently tickle the sole of the youth’s feet. The teenager’s eyes squinted and he smiled, laughing while swaying back and forth.

  Lin Wenbo also smiled and raised his eyebrows. He grabbed the slender ankle of the boy and pulled him into his arms. He snuck his hands around the boy and started a tickling game.

  He has never played such a game with people before, thus Gong Lixin didn’t know how to counterattack and can only struggle in Lin Wenbo’s arms. He laughed until he was out of breath, his white cheeks had long become red and his eyes were wet making his androgynous face even more beautiful and tantalizing.

  Lin Wenbo hugged the other’s waist tightly and fixed his eyes on his face. The smile on his face remained the same but the light in his eyes gradually dulled. He rarely obsessed with anything and before he knew it, he fell in love.

  Song Haoran was distracted for only a few seconds but when he looked up, he saw Gong Lixin and Lin Wenbo laughing and holding each other. Their limbs were entangled while they lay in bed, making for a very questionable picture. He immediately pulled himself together and stood up to pull the two away.

  "What are you doing?" He grabbed Lin Wenbo’s arm and asked through gritted teeth.

  "Playing with my little brother, what’s wrong?" Lin Wenbo’s tone was slightly confused as he turned to look at him.

  Seeing the long-unseen child-like smile on his friend’s face, Song Haoran was stunned and immediately put away his anger, letting the matter go. This good friend of his was Lixin’s brother-in-law. It’s natural for them to play. It’s only because of his own ulterior motives that he would make such a sudden move to intervene. He only hoped that his friend didn’t take offense!

  Feeling annoyed in his heart, Song Haoran unnaturally pouted as he took the still panting and laughing Gong Lixin away from his friend’s arms.

  "Stop playing. It’s important to go to the training ground to pick your team members. If we’re too late, the good seedlings with potential would be dug up." Song Haoran said as he pulled back Gong Lixin and lightly wiped the tears in his eyes.

  The warm body in his arms was taken away by his friend. Lin Wenbo licked his lips and the emotion in his eyes kept changing. He finally whispered, "Let’s go Xiaoxin. Change into the military uniform."

  "Hn." Gong Lixin nodded. He took out a military uniform set and walked towards the bathroom. When he came up at the door, he looked back at Lin Wenbo and excitedly said, "Big Brother Lin, let’s play again next time."

  He would definitely fight back next time! His brows raised and spoke of his high fighting spirit. After Lin Wenbo smiled and promised, he closed the door with satisfaction.

  Lin Wenbo pondered as he fiddled with the nuclei on the bed one by one. There was a smile on his lips, but his eyes hid something deeper, hiding many complicated and incomprehensible emotions.

  Song Haoran’s expression was much more exposed than his. Right then, his face had sunk and with a grieved tone, asked, "Lixing loves to play games. What kind of games do kids his age usually play?"

  Song family was a military and political family. Song Haoran obtained a spartan-style education from an early age and it could be said that he never enjoyed a pure and happy childhood. Thus, playing with Lixin was difficult for him. However, in order to make Lixin happy, he was willing to make some changes.

  "When we were younger, we played many games. He really loved to play." Lin Wenbo glanced at him, his mouth slightly turned up as he replied ambiguously.

  Song Haoran frowned, but when he was about to ask more, Gong Lixin had finished changing into his military uniform and stood straight in front of the door with his hand raised. "Let’s go."

  "Good, let’s go right away." Lin Wenbo’s smiled deepened. He grabbed the 22 crystal nuclei, divided it in half and put half into his pocket while handing the other half over to the depressed Song Haoran.

  Song Haoran took the nuclei and put it in his trouser pockets before going up to hold Gong Lixin’s hand. But Lin Wenbo was one step ahead. He took hold of Gong Lixin’s shoulder and walked out of the door before calling over his shoulder, "Don’t forget to lock the door!"

  Song Haoran’s face became dark. He felt indignant and thought, while he locked the door: Why didn’t he feel Wenbo was so annoying before? His face was that of a profiteer!