Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

It's not fear.

Mostima is a very bold Sakota. She is a forward in the team and is usually the one who rushes to the forefront in battle. But she never seems to be afraid of death, and she can always fight in unexpected ways resolve the critical situation.

Lemuen knew about Mostima, so she also felt that there were some changes in the underground palace.

So she hugged the sniper rifle tightly, and called out to Andorn who was walking in the front,

"Captain Andorn."

"I know."

Andorn waved back, his eyes locked on the front all the time.

His keen insight enabled him to quickly discover the problem. They had walked forward for a long time, but they still couldn't see the end. Looking back, the corridor behind was completely dark again.

Andorn took a deep breath.

"According to the costumes of these 'living corpses', they are probably the batch we saw when we first came down..."

"how is this possible!"

Mostima and Lemuen's eyes widened in astonishment.

They have clearly advanced a long distance.

"Could it be a coincidence? It's just that the style of clothing they wore coincided with an era... We've come a long way, can't these things come alive?"

"It's really impossible."

Andorn shrugged, "If they really came alive and followed us, we would have noticed their problems long ago, and..."

Andorn suddenly raised his gun and fired a shot at one of the living corpses.

boom!

The head of the living corpse was penetrated instantly, even so, the strong vitality did not dissipate.

"From the very beginning, I memorized all the costumes of the 'living corpses', and I also made some marks on a few specific 'living corpses', but now I can't find those marks at all."

"What the hell is going on here?"

Mostima swallowed.

Being able to maintain vitality after being penetrated into the head was unheard of, and it was beyond her understanding.

"Probably the origin stone technique, the origin stone technique is so large that it covers the entire ruins. I don't know what the trigger condition is."

Andorn frowned. He raised his gun and pointed it at the wall, but put it down again after a while.

"What should we do now?"

Lemuen couldn't help asking.

This situation is a bit unbelievable, even an elite fighter like her can't do anything about it.

"Back back and forth, back a certain distance, and see if you can find your way back."

Andorn also frowned. Fortunately, they carried enough dry food. Even if they really couldn't get out, they shouldn't have a problem getting support from Rutland.

"it is good."

Mostima said so.

Tick, tick-

The clock turned as usual.

Chapter 120 Shy affection should be the sweetest candy (third update)

call......

The rest after a long-lost effort is very comfortable. This feeling is like cramming before the final exam and finally passed the perfect long vacation.

Or the kind without homework.

Fiatina let out a long breath.

She raised her hand, and a ball of white light appeared in her hand.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've used 'Please Don't Die'."

After speaking, she shook her head violently.

"No, my Originium skill can only show its effect when someone is injured, calm like now is enough."

After that, she patted her cheek.

"No, Fia Tina, you have to work up your energy, and you can't let it go because of the holiday."

The girl stood up, waving her little fists in a demonstration.

click-

This scene happened to be seen by Shirtel who came back to the room, and Shirter stood at the door of the room, looking at Fia Tina with some amusement.

"What are you doing?"

"Uh....."

Fiatina's expression froze instantly, she changed her posture instantly, and quickly sat back on the bed.

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Shirtel sat down beside Fiatina.

She stroked Fiatina's head lightly, pointing her finger on Fiatina's soft cheek.

Fiatina curled up subconsciously like a frightened little animal, then raised her head secretly, aiming at Shirtel from the corner of her eye.

"Good morning, Fia."

"Eh?"

Fiatina blinked.

I just had lunch, and for lunch she made a big potpourri that she was very confident in. Meat, potatoes, and vegetables were randomly cut into small pieces and stewed in a pot. The texture was soft, tender, crisp, smooth, and the color, aroma, and taste were delicious. Everyone They all seem to like it, even Wu Lian, who has always had a small appetite, ate half of the bowl.

"It's noon now?"

Fia Tina reminded.

"I know."

Shirtel's fingers exerted a little force, and then lightly turned into pinching Fiatina's cheek. Fiatina let out a lovely cry, shaking her head and trying to avoid Shirtel's fingers.

"Stop pinching my face!"

Fiatina yelled dissatisfied.

Shirtel blinked, and honestly let go of his hand.

She leaned back and lay back on the bed lazily.

Fiatina's cheeks finally escaped from the clutches of the devil, she quickly moved to the side, thought for a while, and then moved back to Shirtel's side.

Shirtel stretched out his hand and pulled Fiatina back, making her lie beside her.

"Fia."

"?"

Fiatina didn't resist, and let her body lean back. When she was close to falling on the bed, Shirtel's arm would act as a support to stop Fiatina's body, and then slowly put it down.

"Good morning, Fia."

Fiatina was slightly taken aback.

The field of vision seemed to return to the past, the refreshing morning light passed through the leaves and windows, and fell on Fiatina's face colorfully and gorgeously. Fiatina squinted her eyes a little uncomfortable, and then slowly opened her eyes.

"Good morning, Miss Steele."

Fiatina whispered.

It's a pity to see that kind of scene now, because of the halo above her head, Fiatina is almost used to sleeping in the light... This useless skill probably existed in her previous life, and it often appeared in her University, sleep with unimportant electives.

Moreover, Fia Tina no longer refers to Shirtel as Miss Shirter.

Shirtel smiled, and wrapped her arms around Fiatina, pulling the girl's petite body into her embrace.

"So, can you tell me your answer now?"

Fiatina was slightly taken aback.

The next moment, two blushes of shyness climbed up the girl's cheeks irresistibly, and even spread to the depths of her neck.

The girl seemed to want to escape, pushing Shirtel's arm with both hands, trying to get her body out of Shirtel's warm embrace.

"Have I waited long enough?"

The tip of Shirtel's nose was almost touching Fiatina's nose, and Fiatina could even feel Shirtel's warm breath.

Fiatina swallowed.

"The memories left by Fia's side are completely different and full of reality, like I still remember you smiling and saying 'good morning' to me every morning. Good memories, the first time I felt that I was myself, so, Fia, you are the most special existence to me—”

"—So, I will say it again, no, no matter how many times I will send this sentence to you completely."

"Fia, I like you."

overbearing.

Almost irrefutable tone.

But Shirtel's eyes were full of tenderness.

Fia Tina knew that even if she proposed to think for a while, Shirtel would agree without hesitation, but is this really good?

"Fia, I have to remind you, you have to hold on to the things you have now, in case they slip out of your hands one day."

Laplande's voice reappeared in her mind again, Fiadina raised her head, her two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and Fiadina could see her flushed face through Stuart's beautiful pupils.

"Miss Steele..."

Fiatina took a deep breath, and even the address became respectful.

She left Shirtel's arms, sat up, sat upright in front of Shirtel, and said seriously,

"Although it is not very clear, but I am sure that this emotion in my heart--"

No need to answer.

Shirtel hugged Fiatina in his arms, and he already knew the real answer.

As if attacking, Fiatina's upper body leaned towards Shirtel's cheek, and she supported her body with her hands.

The girl's face was shy and reddish, but her eyebrows and eyes were full of gorgeous smiles.

Fiatina was laughing.

As if a boulder had fallen from her chest, she had never felt so relaxed.

next moment--

Shirtel's cheeks rose sharply, and the long red hair fluttered and danced like a real flame.

Fiatina's eyes, which were originally widened out of shyness, widened even further in an instant.

A kind of temperature, with a little dampness, is as gentle as early spring, and as hot as hot summer, and a fragrance rushes into the tip of Fiatina's nose.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!"

Fiatina let out a dull sigh, and the two slender petals overlapped. Fiatina wanted to escape, but she had no choice but to yearn for this warmth.

a long time.

Fia Tina finally escaped from this fatal attachment, she took a big mouthful of fresh air, her eyes were blurred, and she was so dizzy that she couldn't utter a word for a long time.

After a while, Fiatina suddenly stood up.

"and many more..."

Her eyes shifted, as if thinking of a plausible excuse.

"I'm going to prepare afternoon snacks."