lcionline Chapter 1127 A Passerby Cannon Fodder in an Infinite Flow Dimension (Part 50)
Chapter 1127 A Passerby Cannon Fodder in an Infinite Flow Dimension (Part 50)
Miao Miao's voice fell against Xie Chenzhou's ear, as light as a feather, carrying complete trust and reliance.
But after waiting for a moment, she received no response. Instead, the person in her arms moved slightly, resting their head on her shoulder. The arms that had been around her waist tightened slightly, the strength loose yet carrying a sense of restraint that was impossible to break free from.
Miaomiao subconsciously trembled, trying to break free, but she knew that Xie Chenzhou was just acting. What use was it to give a game system as a performance?
The natural trust prevented Miaomiao from saying anything else, and instead allowed the warm breath to fall evenly on her neck.
He looks like he's asleep?
Miaomiao looked bewildered, her body tensed up instinctively, and she didn't even dare to breathe heavily, but that strange feeling in her heart quietly resurfaced.
His eyes were clear just a moment ago; is he a sleep god?
How could you just fall asleep like that?
And isn't this dependent attitude a bit too intimate, crossing the line?
But then I thought about it again, and Miaomiao is also very good at self-comfort and self-hypnosis.
Xie Chenzhou had suffered so many injuries, and the fierce battle just now had exhausted most of his strength. It was only natural that he would relax and fall asleep by her side.
Yes, that's right, it makes perfect sense...
Thinking this, Miaomiao stopped moving and sat upright like an older sister, letting him lean on her shoulder. Her fingertips even unconsciously patted his back gently, like soothing a kitten.
Little did she know what a twisted guy Xie Chenzhou was, the one leaning on her shoulder. He hadn't slept at all, and the injuries weren't as serious as they looked; they were all intentional.
Xie Chenzhou kept his eyes tightly closed, his long eyelashes drooping down, concealing the obsession and greed surging in his eyes. Although he tried to keep his breathing steady, his heart was pounding wildly in his chest.
He could clearly smell the faint fragrance in her hair, feel her warm body temperature through her clothes, and the softness of her shoulder made him almost drown in it. He just wanted to hold her like this forever and make her his own.
Xie Chenzhou deliberately slowed his breathing, his fingertips lightly caressing her waist, the movement so subtle it was almost imperceptible, as if he were touching a rare treasure, with an almost perverse possessiveness.
It wasn't that he didn't want to respond; he was just cherishing this rare moment of intimacy.
Once the Warrior Star is received from Miaomiao, the conversation will turn to the plan to save the world, and this intimate time alone may come to an end.
He would rather pretend to be asleep, stealing a little more time for them, even if it was just quietly leaning against each other, it would slightly soothe the growing desire in his heart.
Miaomiao sat stiffly for what seemed like five or ten minutes, her shoulders aching, but she couldn't move.
Just when she thought Xie Chenzhou was really fast asleep, and even started to consider whether to carefully push him away, she suddenly heard Xie Chenzhou's deep, hoarse voice on her shoulder. It was languid as if he had just woken up, yet it was incredibly clear, and only the two of them could hear it.
"Miaomiao, there's no rush."
Let's wait three more days. We'll rest for three days first.
Miaomiao was startled by Xie Chenzhou's sudden outburst, and then she remembered that he had just been injured and needed to rest.
"I'll do whatever you say. Let's rest and recover properly before we talk about anything else."
I'll help you back to your room and lie down. I'll be more careful in the future and never let you face danger alone again.
She whispered in his ear before gently helping Xie Chenzhou, who had already released her, up, her movements as tender as if she were handling a fragile object.
By this point, the strange feeling in Miaomiao's heart had long since been completely replaced by overwhelming heartache.
He's so badly injured, it's perfectly normal for him to want to rest for a few more days before making plans; it's her who's being impatient.
"When I'm injured, I might sleep more. Don't worry, I can take good care of myself. But please don't go out for the next three days to avoid being targeted by the game."
At this moment, Miaomiao truly believed that Xie Chenzhou genuinely needed to rest, just like someone who is tired needs more rest. Little did she know that the man's "rest and sleep more" was always just a pretense.
That's right, these three days were just a carefully calculated window of time for Xie Chenzhou.
He wanted to use the excuse of "recovering from injuries" to keep Miaomiao safe in this upgraded safe house, away from all dangers.
He himself could take advantage of the darkness and the stealth of the short-paced game to sneak out while Miaomiao was asleep, and use the rules of the Mirror World game to quietly seize enough Warrior Stars.
What he wanted was not simply to rest and recuperate, but to protect her while keeping her safe from harm, and at the very least, for them to leave this hellish place together.
For the next three days, Miaomiao lived an unusually peaceful life.
Occasionally, Xie Chenzhou would be seen sunbathing or watering flowers downstairs. They might also engage in some intimate behavior, as if they were secretly whispering to each other behind the game's back.
But most of the time, Miaomiao doesn't go downstairs much and doesn't know that sometimes Xie Chenzhou is really not home.
Especially late at night, after she has fallen into a deep sleep, Xie Chenzhou would leave the house and dart through various short-paced games, relying on his extraordinary intelligence to clear levels and win stars time and time again.
His only principle was to return to his residence before Miaomiao woke up.
He never wanted Miaomiao to notice his hard work, nor did he want her to worry about him. He only wanted to shield her from all dangers so that when she woke up, she would always see him safe and sound, able to protect her.
Today marks the fourth short-speed game Xie Chenzhou has entered alone, away from Miaomiao.
He stood tall and straight in the center of the game area, surrounded by several seats arranged in a circle. Each seat had a computer in front of it, and above the seats were two huge basins and a fist-sized pipe, from which liquids flowed, gleaming coldly and emitting a pungent smell.
Xie Chenzhou knew that it was sulfuric acid, which could be fatal instantly.
The game is already incredibly exciting from the very beginning; out of six players, only one can survive.
Xie Chenzhou ignored him, walked straight to one of the seats and sat down. When his fingertips touched the keyboard, his eyes were full of calm.
He opened his palm, and eight Warriors Stars lay quietly within them; the cool touch only strengthened his resolve.
What he wanted wasn't to collect ten himself, but to personally deliver the two he had just won to Miaomiao today.
She needs to have enough security so that in this perilous mirror world, she always has a way out and can always rely on him with peace of mind.
In contrast to Xie Chenzhou's indifference, the other five people in the seats had already turned pale. Some stared intently at the sulfuric acid pipes above their heads, their hands trembling uncontrollably; others stared intently at the numbers jumping on the computer screen, their eyes filled with fear and despair.
Most of them are players who have been driven to the brink of despair by the mirror world. Having barely survived until now, they have long lost the courage to resist this game that is clearly a matter of life and death.
No one knew that this game, though seemingly simple, had an extremely low margin for error. There was never a chance of two people surviving; at most, the entire team would be wiped out, becoming corpses cast in sulfuric acid.