MTL - How to Feed an Abyss!-Chapter 26 his gift

Until the meal was over, Lu Tinghan didn't understand why Shi Yuan was listless.

Lu Tinghan said, "I'll be free these few days."

"Really?" Shi Yuan raised his head in surprise, "Then you can stay with me!"

This is like the usual Shi Yuan.

Lu Tinghan was drawing sketches while listening to Shi Yuan telling stories.

Shi Yuan has only been in the city for a few months, and everything he sees is still very novel. He has a special desire to share, and he can chat with Lu Tinghan for a long time about a day's affairs.

Shi Yuan said: "Today's food is loofah scrambled eggs and lotus root soup. I have never eaten either of these. I tasted them at mealtime and they were delicious."

Lu Tinghan's pen rustled: "Lotus root soup is rare, and I only drank it three or four times during the years in the military academy."

Shi Yuan said: "I met several people in the shelter and added their contact information. A man named Zhou Ping'an taught me how to play cards, and asked me yesterday if I wanted to come out to play."

Lu Tinghan asked: "Do you like playing cards?"

Shi Yuan replied: "It's okay, it's quite interesting. It's just that I haven't won a game."

Lu Tinghan: "..."

Shi Yuan said: "There are a lot of people on the nearby construction site, and a very big robot came to help - it is very tall, as high as four or five floors, and has many hands, I thought it was a robot when I saw it. Where's the monster?"

Lu Tinghan: "The construction robot t0-218 is the most common general-purpose robot in the Alliance."

Shi Yuan's eyes widened: "But why haven't I seen it?"

Lu Tinghan's writing didn't stop: "We can't produce its chips anymore, those factories have been destroyed, and now all the robots left over from decades ago are used."

"Okay." Shi Yuan said, "You know a lot. I also saw a smaller robot with 8 hands and suction cups on it."

"The service robot r9," Lu Tinghan said, "is famous for its small size and flexibility."

Shi Yuan: "I greeted them, but they ignored me."

Lu Tinghan: "The programming is like this, they don't interact with people when they work."

Shi Yuan thought for a while: "But when I'm working, I will definitely take care of you."

"Shi Yuan, you must concentrate on your work." Lu Tinghan emphasized again.

Shi Yuan's tail bent, and he didn't know if he listened.

Then, Shi Yuan talked a lot more.

When he said that a man who often cooks for dinner recognized him and added his contact information, Lu Tinghan finally stopped writing.

He raised his eyebrows.

Shi Yuan asked: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing," Lu Tinghan said, "You continue talking."

When Shi Yuan finished speaking, Lu Tinghan also finished drawing.

He drew a round of brilliant sunrise, and the boundless wilderness, the weeds are sparse, the unknown monster has not yet awakened, the earth is smudged with orange and red, and it seems that the wild wind can be heard - this is an early morning during the battle , The magnificent scene he saw when he came to the front line, once upon a time, a large area of ​​the world outside the city was human.

Shi Yuan looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "You draw really well."

"I often drew when I was a watcher." Lu Tinghan patted his head, "Speaking of which, half a month has passed, where is my gift?"

Shi Yuan didn't expect him to remember this.

He said, "No more..."

Lu Tinghan looked at him: "Why? Didn't buy it?"

"No, the gift is still there." Shi Yuan curled up the tip of his tail sadly, "If you don't give it, you won't give it, wait until next time."

Lu Tinghan's eyes were heavy, and he shouted: "Shiyuan."

Shi Yuan looked at him sideways, and received a snap of his fingers on his forehead.

Shi Yuan: "Ah!" He covered his head, "I'm not smart in the first place, don't criticize me."

——Shi Yuan fully thought that if he suffered such a blow, the matter of the gift would be exposed.

General, what do you want? Don't struggle with a small gift.

Unexpectedly, Lu Tinghan was extremely persistent.

The next day when Shi Yuan was on vacation, Lu Tinghan stayed at home for the first time ever.

At noon, Shi Yuan said that after half a month of work, he had already learned how to cook, so Lu Tinghan asked him to try it.

Tomato scrambled eggs are the most common at food distribution places, and Shi Yuan only learned this. He diced the tomato and put it with the scrambled eggs, clumsily stirring them.

Lu Tinghan stood beside him, looking very lazy. Wearing short-sleeved home clothes, he took a glass of ice water, the lines on his arms were tight and smooth, leaning his back against the countertop and looking at Shi Yuan sideways, he asked leisurely, "Aside from tomato scrambled eggs, what other dishes are there at the distribution place? "

"A lot." Shi Yuan said while scrambling eggs, "What kind of bean sprout soup, grilled eggplant, fried potato shreds and soy sauce green vegetables, and occasionally canned pork."

Lu Tinghan asked again: "What is being built at the construction site next to it?" He seemed to be willing to ask questions today.

"It seems to be building a new hospital." Shi Yuan replied, "I don't really know, there are many people on the construction site every day."

"A lot of people recognize you?"

"It's not a lot, just a few a day."

"How much is your hourly wage?"

"Two dollars."

"Do you pack lunch at work?"

"Included."

"What did you eat yesterday?"

"Cucumber and bean sprout soup."

"What's the gift for me?"

"Your gift is a..." Shi Yuan opened his eyes wide and stopped talking in the middle of his speech.

Lu Tinghan raised his eyebrows: "You actually reacted."

"I'm just not smart, and I'm not really stupid!" Shi Yuan protested, "How could you lie to me, I just said you already knew these things, why ask me again! Prepare to talk to me!"

Lu Tinghan reminded: "It's going to be confusing."

Shi Yuan quickly buried his head and continued to scramble the eggs.

The tomato scrambled eggs he made were neither good nor bad, edible, but not very tasty.

Other dishes are made of broken copper, which are much more delicious.

"Anyway, it's the first step from scratch." Lu Tinghan put down his chopsticks, "Everything is difficult at the beginning."

Shi Yuan promised: "I will learn again."

In the afternoon, Lu Tinghan read a book.

Shi Yuan looked up on the Internet beside him, "How to make tomato scrambled eggs delicious?" At the end of the search, he said: "I still don't understand, which comes first, the chicken or the egg?"

Lu Tinghan didn't lift his eyes, turned over a page of the book with his slender fingers: "There are gifts first."

Shi Yuan:?

In the evening, Shi Yuan lay down in front of the window looking at Huoshaoyun, and said, "Lu Tinghan, what do you think that cloud looks like?"

Lu Tinghan: "A gift."

Shi Yuan:? ?

As night approached, Lu Tinghan had a round of phone calls with the military department. When he came down to the living room, Shi Yuan was staring at the large bouquet of flowers.

It was this flower that made Shi Yuan wilt last night.

Lu Tinghan walked behind Shi Yuan: "...my gift is related to flowers?"

When he asked this abruptly, Shi Yuan was so frightened that he flew up, and the scales on his tail exploded.

"It doesn't matter!" Shi Yuan emphasized, "There is absolutely no relationship at all."

Lu Tinghan "believed" perfunctorily: "So that's how it is."

At night, when the curfew bell rang, Lu Tinghan put down the sketchbook in his hand, and looked at Shi Yuan again.

Shi Yuan immediately became alert: "Are you going to ask for gifts again?"

"No." Lu Tinghan said, "Don't mention it if you don't want to, it's okay." He touched Shi Yuan's head and smiled, "Good night."

Lu Tinghan gave up the gift.

But Shi Yuan was not happy.

He went back to the house, lying on the bed, looking at the vase beside the bed boredly. No matter how you look at it, the flower is so-so, unremarkable, and really disappointing.

He stared at the flowers, and after a while, he dropped his head and fell asleep on the pillow, forgetting to turn off the light.

Before he had slept for two minutes, the clock pointed to [10:15], and he was woken up by the heavy bell.

The curfew whistle had already sounded, and Shi Yuan listened to it for a while in a daze before realizing that it was the death knell.

After more than half a month, the alliance has counted the number of dead in battle, and the whereabouts of the missing soldiers have also been investigated one by one. Now that they have done the aftermath, they have reached the last step of the process: ringing the death knell.

Shi Yuan stayed there for half a minute, then suddenly turned over and got out of bed, and went to find Lu Tinghan.

Broken copper and rotten iron are guarding the stairs as always, but they have long been useless and will not block the time abyss. Shi Yuan went all the way to the balcony on the second floor, the balcony door was ajar, Lu Tinghan leaned on the railing, looking at the dark city.

Whenever the death knell rings at night, Lu Tinghan will be here.

The cold wind was bleak, Shi Yuan walked to his side.

Lu Tinghan glanced at him, said nothing, took off his coat and put it on his shoulders.

The two looked at the city, the houses were dark, and the death knell echoed for a long time, hovering over the city like a ghost, unable to find the way home, Shi Yuan couldn't count how many times it rang.

Lu Tinghan had no expression on his face, as usual, there were few things that could move his facial lines. On the one hand, the sense of calmness without showing emotions is the quality of the commander; on the other hand, it is also due to the character.

When the bell finished, Lu Tinghan said, "A total of 62."

—Of course he does.

He went through the death list carefully.

Level I warning, three cities, the war lasted for more than a month, the number of victims is miraculously small, but its weight will not be erased by the joy of victory.

Someone lays out a sea of ​​flowers for heroes, so someone should also lay out flowers of mourning for the victims, and bells to mourn the glory of the dead.

They stood for a long time in the cold wind.

Shi Yuan asked, "Are you sad?"

Lu Tinghan said: "Shi Yuan, it's getting late, go back to sleep."

Shi Yuan asked again: "Are you a little sad?"

Lu Tinghan turned to look at him, but didn't speak. Usually his solid shell seemed to melt a little, Shi Yuan saw some soft and obscure eyes in him.

So Shi Yuan knew the answer.

Shi Yuan hesitated for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "Wait a minute, I have something for you."

He trotted all the way back to the room, hesitated at the vase for a few seconds, took the little white flower away, trotted back to the balcony, and handed it to Lu Tinghan: "...This is my gift, for you."

Lu Tinghan looked at that Xue Jian.

It swayed in the cold wind, and the leaves trembled—the beautiful snowshoes are layered and blooming, like a girl’s gauze skirt, unlike it, I don’t know how to show my charm, and when I shouldn’t be shy, the petals Cowardly, trying to reduce his sense of existence, thin and low-level.

If I have to say it...

Lu Tinghan looked a bit dumbfounded on it.

Probably followed its owner.

Shi Yuan added anxiously: "I've worked hard to raise it, and I want to give it to you, but it's not very pretty."

"..." Lu Tinghan took the flowers and suddenly smiled.

"I love it," he said.

Shi Yuan was stunned for a moment: "But it's not pretty, you have so many beautiful flowers..."

Lu Tinghan: "The other flowers were not sent by you, nor are they like you."

Shi Yuan didn't understand what he meant, and thought for a long time: "You mean, I'm not good-looking either?"

This time Lu Tinghan laughed softly, and embraced Shi Yuan with one hand. Shi Yuan leaned against his chest, hearing the steady heartbeat. Lu Tinghan smiled deeply, the gray blue in his eyes formed a sea of ​​tenderness, and said: "How come, if you are not good-looking, there are not many people who are good-looking."

Shi Yuan was even more confused: "Then why do you say it looks like me?"

Lu Tinghan replied: "They all stay the same."

Shi Yuan:? ?

Just as he was about to protest, Lu Tinghan rubbed his head violently for a while. He immediately forgot everything, and made a happy voice: "Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

Lu Tinghan said: "Thank you, I like this gift very much. I really like it."

Hearing these words, Shi Yuan finally let go of his worries and was satisfied: "Just as long as you like it! I've always been worried that you won't like it, or don't like it."

"No," Lu Tinghan said, "I brought back the bouquet of flowers yesterday, not for comparison, but because I thought you might like it."

Shi Yuan's tail swayed happily: "It's really great, I can't afford more expensive things."

"How much did it cost?" Lu Tinghan's expression was gentle.

"120 yuan."

Lu Tinghan suddenly fell silent.

The next day, when Shi Yuan came home, he saw a "Guide to Anti-Fraud" on the table in the living room.

"Take a good look." The general Lu ordered.

—There are flowers in a bedside vase in his room.

There is only one snowy flower, which is stupid, special enough, and expensive enough. It was also the only flower that entered his bedroom.

As a result, Shi Yuan became dizzy and groggy from reading, and went to bed very early.

I don't know if he listened to the radio before going to bed, but he had a strange dream.

The broadcast mentions a special infestation called the "Horn", which is the infestation of Abyss 2.

The infection characteristic of Abyss No. 2 is "hive thinking". The creatures infected by it act collectively, have an extremely unified combat method, and a common goal, just like a group of united worker bees. The "horn" took advantage of this feature, emitting high-frequency sounds that are inaudible to human ears, allowing different infected creatures to gather together and attack humans.

The "Clarion" was eventually killed by anti-aircraft weapons and Allied air forces.

Its corpse lay across the wasteland, and countless researchers were taking samples and bringing them back to the laboratory for research.

In the dream, Shi Yuan came to that wasteland.

The color of the sky is a mixture of pink, purple, and blue, and the wind is whistling in my ears. Looking around, there is no life in the wasteland.

There are no soldiers, no researchers, only Shi Yuan and the "horn" lying quietly in the mud and dust.

The pure white feathers were covered with ashes, the wings drooped, countless pairs of eyes were closed, and one-third of the body had been blown up, exposing deformed bones and internal organs. Its blood is golden yellow, flowing on the ground, faintly shimmering.

Only when you look at it up close can you realize how big it is. Just a single feather is taller than Shiyuan, like a fallen beast in mythology.

Shi Yuan walked up to it, reached out and stroked its feathers.

Unexpectedly soft, like the breast of the most harmless bird in spring.

"Hello." Shi Yuan said, "Are you waiting for me?"

Wings fluttered—

The countless eyes slowly opened, turned, and looked at Shi Yuan, the pupils were golden orange.

Then the eyes rolled wildly, making a strange rustling sound. The voices blended together, as if countless people were whispering, Shi Yuan understood its words.

It says:【Give us the power, only you can make them see their deepest fears】

It says: [We will fight for you until the end of the world and the destruction of the stars]

It says: [Until we...]

Shi Yuan in the dream didn't answer it.

When he looked up again, those eyes closed again, as if they had never been opened. So, he leaned on the wings of the "horn", as if he had sunk into the softest bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

The wind in the wilderness is still blowing, whimpering, the corpse of a huge and treacherous monster, and the boy who looks like a demon leaning on it. Time freezes here, this scene comes from ancient times, and such a scene happened a long time ago.

For the umpteenth time, I fell into a long sleep with the monster.

When he woke up the next day, Shi Yuan was in a daze.

There is new information on the phone.

Zhou Ping'an sent him a message, asking if he had time the day after tomorrow. A few people he knew in the shelter wanted to get together, and the young couple would also come.

[Maybe it's just a meal, a chat, and a game of cards] Zhou Ping'an said in the message, [Are you free? 】

Shi Yuan looked at the work schedule and replied: 【Available】

Zhou Ping'an: [That's good, see you soon! 】

Shi Yuanji pulled on his slippers and went to the living room. Lu Tinghan had already woken up and was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Shi Yuan asked for a touch, and then told Lu Tinghan: "I'm going to meet my friend the day after tomorrow."

"A friend you met in the shelter?" Lu Tinghan asked.

"Yes." Shi Yuan said, "Snoring."

Lu Tinghan asked again: "Is it those people you have never won at poker?"

Shi Yuan: "That's right, they may still fight this time. They said that the previous fight was frightening and not enjoyable enough. This time they will fight for 300 rounds."

Lu Tinghan's movements stopped.

Shi Yuan:?

Shi Yuan said, "I still need to touch my head."

Lu Tinghan looked at Shi Yuan.

—If Su Enqi was here, he would find that Lu Tinghan's eyes were filled with the familiar desire to win. Every time Lu listens to Han's command, there will always be such a fire burning in his eyes, firm and hot, and it will never go out.

He was born for war.

However, this night, the fire suddenly burned on Shi Yuan.

"Don't touch it for now," Lu Tinghan said slowly, "Shi Yuan, it's my time now."

Shi Yuan:? ? ?