The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

On the morning of the first day of rest, He Lang pushed the half-asleep Song Lin out of the room.

"Hey, how late did you bother last night?" Xia Hong happened to be strolling by, "I went to the cafeteria and got breakfast and came back, eat now?"

"Eat, you put it in first." He Lang replied, and then pushed Song Lin to the public restroom, "Oh shit, can't you walk with your eyes open!"

Song Lin only uttered a vague word: "... sleepy."

"You are so sleepy that you can't sleep these few steps now, hurry up and open your eyes!" He Lang clasped the young man's shoulders firmly to prevent him from hitting the wall, "Just take a rest at noon...you watch the road!"

Song Lin didn't know what tripped him and almost fell to the ground. He Lang quickly straightened him up: "Do you have to be so exaggerated? After all, you slept for more than four hours, right? We used to sleep for days and nights, okay? , not as exaggerated as you."

Song Lin slowly opened his eyes and looked at him: "...who is to blame?"

"...Well, blame me, it's all my fault." He Lang muttered, then pushed his shoulders onto the young man's waist and lifted him up, "Yes, I'll take you away Bar!"

Song Lin's abdomen was supported by the man's hard shoulders, as if his internal organs were about to be displaced, and he suddenly became sober: "Are you sick? Let me down!"

"I'm just 'sick', don't you know what's wrong with me right now?" He Lang carried Song Lin like he was carrying a sack, striding into the public restroom, "Let me, young master, walk by yourself, you can walk until dark!"

Xia Hong stood at the back and watched the fun, until the figures of the two disappeared at the door of the public restroom, then she shook her head with emotion.

The foreign support team for this operation all lived in the camp dormitory of the Lincheng base.The structure of the dormitory building is extremely simple. There are ten dormitories on the first floor, with [-] to [-] dormitories.There are two bunk beds in each dormitory, and there is no toilet. You can only go to the public toilet on each floor to wash and go to the toilet.But the toilet does not have a shower function. The public bathhouse is on the first floor of the dormitory building, so you have to go there if you want to take a shower.

Special reminder, resources are tight, and there is no hot water in this dormitory building without local players.

Such conditions were very common in the troops in the past, and combat members who were accustomed to eating and sleeping in the open air would not have any objections.What's more, the Lincheng base allocated an entire floor to each base's people, and they could arrange it whatever they wanted, which is considered very stingy.

Therefore, Song Lin shared a room with He Lang as a matter of course—however, this is due to democratic voting, or out of using power for personal gain, it is not known.

Song Lin was carried into the public washroom by He Lang, and came out in less than 10 minutes.This time he was sober, but there was no expression on his face, as if exuding some kind of unhappiness.

Xia Hong was still in their room, and when she turned her head and saw Song Lin's expression, she was taken aback: "What's the matter? The wound hurts, or where did Team He carry you just now?"

"Get up angry." He Langyan replied succinctly, and then asked, "What are you doing?"

Xia Hong seemed to have carried up one of the pots carried by the team and set it on the ground in the middle of the dormitory.She herself was squatting beside her, with her hands close to the pot, looking a little... silly.

"Isn't that to boil some hot water for Linlin to drink, and steam to heat up breakfast?" Xia Hong stood up and clapped her hands, lifted the lid of the pot, and a stream of water steamed out immediately, "By the way, Captain He, today we What are you doing?"

"Why do you love them? They want us to be the vanguard, but they don't say it outright. Could it be that they want us to join in? Dreaming!" He Lang sneered, and stepped forward to take out the steamed things from the pot , that's why he's not afraid of getting hot now, "We pretend to be confused, the more leisurely we behave, the more anxious they should be."

He put things on the only table in the dormitory: a bowl with two steamed buns and a carton of milk.

"Aren't you afraid that they will sue?" Xia Hong asked, and her subordinates wanted to take out the partition that was placed in the pot.However, it was too hot, before Xia Hong's fingers got close, she was taught a lesson by the steam.

"Go away." He Lang lifted her away and reached for the partition, "Sue? Then sue, they don't know that Li Li is in our team, don't we know?"

The man also put the partition on the table, then scooped up half a glass of water with Song Lin's water glass, poured another half glass of cold water, and stuffed it into Song Lin's hand.

"What's more, we didn't delay work for two days, not to be passive and sabotage." He Lang continued, "We have to look confident and let them understand that we actually have a solution, but they need a little 'sincerity' in exchange .”

Song Lin sat by the bed and drank half a cup of hot water. He felt that the nerves stimulated by the cold water just now were soothed, and he felt a little drowsy again.

"Eat breakfast first." He Lang sat down beside him, replaced the water glass in his hand with milk, and handed him the bowl containing the buns.

Song Lin picked up a bun and gnawed it.

Xia Hong is so used to this scene, she tilted her head: "Then can we really get rid of 'Toad Spirit'?"

He Lang pouted beside him: "You can ask him."

Xia Hong took a look at the young man who was holding milk in one hand and gnawing buns in the other, and felt that the longer he was, the cuter he was... No, the prettier he was, he couldn't tell that he was killing all directions with one hand covering the sky, but he was really cute.Especially when He Lang, the evil god, was sitting beside him, Song Lin was rendered so that he could only be described as "harmless to humans and animals".

But Xia Hong also knew clearly that if Song Lin didn't know how to deal with that "Toad Spirit", then he might not be able to properly solve this matter in the near future.

Seeing Xia Hong's sudden silence, He Lang sneered, "Ask, what are you afraid of? Can he eat you?"

Xia Hong came back to her senses, and smiled: "Isn't that afraid that Captain He would say that I disturbed Linlin for breakfast? You're fishing for law enforcement, so I won't be fooled!"

He Lang raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you're quite smart..."

Just as he was talking, someone knocked on the bedroom door.

Xia Hong consciously went to open the door, and Yuan Chengbing stood outside the door: "I heard there is breakfast?"

"At my place." Xia Hong replied, "Come to my place..."

"Yes." Song Lin replied later, and handed the bowl containing another bun to Yuan Chengbing, "I have leftovers, do you want to eat?"

Yuan Chengbing entered the door with a smile: "I don't despise you."

Seeing that Yuan Chengbing didn't intend to go with her, Xia Hong thought about it, and felt that such a small breakfast was definitely not enough for Song Lin and Yuan Chengbing.So she said hello and prepared to go back to her dormitory to bring the rest of the breakfast.

Yuan Chengbing sat on the bed opposite Song Lin, watched Xia Hong close the door and went out, turned his head and raised his chin at Song Lin: "What's going on with you at night?"

Song Lin: "Huh?"

"Why are you pretending to be confused with me, huh?" Yuan Chengbing said, "To tell you the truth, necromancers, ghost cultivators and the like are the targets of my instinctive defense. You opened the Wanhun Banner last night or something, The power of the dead spirit, I couldn't relax for a while. It was difficult for me to fall asleep all night, let alone fall asleep."

Yuan Chengbing is not a mortal body now, and he will not suffer from lack of sleep like Song Lin, but the involuntary preparation for the night still makes him a little mentally exhausted.

"It's useless." Song Lin swallowed the bun in his mouth, pointed at He Lang, "It's him."

Yuan Chengbing was stunned for a moment: "Not yet? I didn't say that I wouldn't be surprised if another cloud came over in the situation last night."

"It's not the same. It's controllable this time at night." Song Lin replied, "The power of the necromancer on his body is too much and too scattered. I'm wondering if we can speed up the absorption process by compressing and condensing it."

"So you guys are the ones who are tossing it?" Yuan Chengbing gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun and thought for a while, "I know you know it, but I can remind you of one thing—you compress the power of the dead in this way, which may make the power of the dead even worse. It is not impossible to condense and produce consciousness. At that time, He Lang will absorb it, but there is a possibility of backlash if he doesn't notice it for a while."

It's too late, consciousness has already been born.Song Lin and He Lang looked at each other without speaking.

Yuan Chengbing, who was about to take a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, was taken aback for a moment: "What's wrong... already conscious?!"

"Anyway, it won't get worse." Song Lin grabbed the small square towel on the bedside and wiped his hands, "Instead of being afraid to hide and take your time, it's better to fight head-on. There are still me behind He Lang on the left and right, so that counts as the second dozen." one."

He spoke calmly, but Yuan Chengbing sighed: "I can't see it, you also have such a violent temper... It seems that this matter also annoys you?"

He looked at He Lang, then said to Song Lin, "I've never seen you put in so much effort, it's even on top of you."

Song Lin said: "I know."

"When did you not count?" Yuan Chengbing said happily, "Anyway, if it doesn't work, there is still me, my senior brother and uncle. If you need it, just say it."

"rest assured."

"I said, can you stop talking about me so openly?" He Lang raised his eyebrows and said, "And Yuan Chengbing, why did I climb on his head?"

Yuan Chengbing didn't speak, but just gave Song Lin a look.

He Lang asked, "What do you mean?"

"Don't quarrel." Song Lin said, and then stood up to open the door, "Why are you standing there stupidly? Don't knock?"

Xia Hong smiled at the door with the bag in her hand: "Hey, I'm afraid you are talking about something secret."

"Then you can also knock on the door and pass things in, it's not a dragon's pool or a tiger's den."

"Hey, I think you can wait a little longer."

"……what?"

"Isn't my room on the side? I just received a message, but it doesn't matter if I want to delay it." Xia Hong blinked, "Or you can go in with breakfast and talk?"

"What's going on?" He Lang heard that Song Lin had talked with Xia Hong for several rounds at the door, so he walked over to check the situation, "Let's get to the point."

Xia Hong shrank her neck, handed the breakfast to He Lang, and said, "People from Jiangbei... To be precise, they are Tan Jianhua and Fang Shengli, and they want to talk to Song Lin."

He Lang replied directly: "No time."

"I told you the reason." Xia Hong giggled, "But they said another thing. I thought Linlin might be interested, so I came to ask."

He Lang said: "Let's listen."

"Isn't Fang Shengli's infected person gone? They want to find another one." Xia Hong said, "Invite Song Lin..."

"To help?"

"No, go visit."

[The author has something to say: Linlin also has the urge to get up, hum! 】