Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 81 That Cannon Fodder in an Apocalyptic Novel 13

Song Xianyin watched for a while, then continued eating and watching them fight.

Xinlong was covered in injuries, but her eyes grew brighter and brighter, and her face began to flush with excitement.

Water-based superpowers are prone to going out of control. Song Xianyin thought she was going to get hurt several times, but the two of them stopped her halfway.

Song Xianyin felt a warm feeling in her heart as she watched the two fighting more and more intensely.

As long as Ruan Jingsheng and Xin Long continue to protect her, she will definitely be able to complete the mission. She hopes that the two of them will become stronger and stronger so that she can rely on them.

It was time for halftime, so Song Xianyin quickly ran to Xin Long's side to treat her wounds.

After finishing, she sat back down on her little stool to watch the game.

After countless rounds and countless times of applying medicine to Xinlong, the sparring session finally came to an end.

Xin Long limped away; she was going to find Xi Yu, hoping not to disrupt other people's practice.

Ruan Jingsheng was cleaning up the mess; they had fought so fiercely that everything around them was smashed and broken.

"Captain, you were amazing just now." Song Xianyin looked at Ruan Jingsheng, who was squatting down.

Ruan Jingsheng repaired the stool that was missing a leg and placed it next to her.

He chuckled softly, "Miss Song must be tired of reading."

Song Xianyin sat down again. She looked at the stool she was sitting on and realized that it was much more comfortable now.

Song Xianyin looked at him somewhat guiltily: "Captain, I was so hungry just now that I ate some of your food."

She saw the food and put it on her bag, and couldn't resist eating it.

"I'll send it next time..."

Ruan Jingsheng interrupted her with a smile: "It's okay, I put it there on purpose."

Song Xianyin looked at Ruan Jingsheng with teary eyes. How could he and Xin Long be so close?

Seeing Song Xianyin's touched face, Ruan Jingsheng felt much better; she always had the ability to make people happy.

Ruan Jingsheng was packing up his things when Song Xianyin followed beside him, complaining, "They went too far, but Xin Long still went easy on them..."

Looking at Song Xianyin's worried face, Ruan Jingsheng subconsciously reached out his hand towards her head, but when he realized what he was doing, he froze.

"Captain, do you think they're really bad?" Song Xianyin was still complaining, unaware of his actions.

Ruan Jingsheng pulled his hand back and responded softly.

"Perhaps Xinlong is afraid they'll cause trouble, after all, they always like to stir up trouble..."

The outside lights were dim, casting a soft glow on her face, making her features appear even more delicate; he could even see the fine hairs on her face.

The temperature difference between day and night in the apocalypse is extreme. During the day, it feels hot even wearing just a short-sleeved shirt, but at night, even wearing several layers of cotton clothing is not enough.

As Song Xianyin spoke, she shivered slightly. Ruan Jingsheng gently draped a piece of clothing over her shoulders and continued dealing with the miscellaneous items.

Song Xianyin was a little thirsty and decided to rest for a while before continuing.

She looked at Ruan Jingsheng's hands and suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did she see scars?

She instinctively grabbed Ruan Jingsheng's hand, and before Ruan Jingsheng could react, she had already rolled up his sleeve.

Song Xianyin was shocked when she saw the wounds on his hands. The wounds varied in depth, with the newest ones still bleeding and showing scraped-off flesh. The only similarity was that they all looked like they had been made with a knife.

Song Xianyin silently looked at the wound on his hand. Ruan Jingsheng observed her expression and pulled his sleeve down a little.

But Song Xianyin stopped him halfway through the conversation.

Song Xianyin was also a little confused; Ruan Jingsheng's image in her mind seemed to have been turned upside down.

She pulled Ruan Jingsheng down to sit and silently tended to his wounds.

She looked at the wound on his wrist, a chill running down her spine: "Where did this piece of flesh go?"

Ruan Jingsheng looked at her face quietly and said in a low voice, "Feed it to the dogs."

It works hard guarding the base, so it deserves some fresh meat, but he feeds it too little; it's not even enough to fill its teeth.

Song Xianyin's eyes reddened, and she didn't know what to say.

She carefully treated his wound, and the more she treated it, the sadder she felt: "Are you under a lot of pressure?"

So they hurt themselves in this way.

Ruan Jingsheng thought about it seriously: "I have no pressure, and I'm not in pain. I just think it's quite fun."

People always need to find some fun for themselves.

Ruan Jingsheng looked at Song Xianyin. She had her head down, and he couldn't see her expression. She had been silent for so long that Ruan Jingsheng felt uneasy.

He smiled gently: "After we move to the new base in a few days, Xinlong won't need to fetch water for them anymore."

Song Xianyin remained silent, quietly applying the medicine to him.

Ruan Jingsheng's mind went blank for a moment. He frowned and tentatively asked, "Miss Song, are you feeling unwell? Would you like to swallow it...?"

"Didn't you promise to protect me with Xinlong?" Song Xianyin said, choking back tears.

Ruan Jingsheng carefully wiped away her tears. He didn't know why she suddenly started crying, but he wanted to comfort her. He held her hand and quietly waited for her to devour him.

But after waiting for a while, the feeling he had imagined still didn't appear.

Tears fell on him, and for the first time he felt the heat. He felt his heart burning, so hot that he couldn't breathe.

"Don't be afraid, I really don't hurt..." Ruan Jingsheng gently comforted her.

He wasn't lying to her; he really didn't feel any pain at the time.

Song Xianyin's eyes filled with tears, and she cried so hard that she could hardly breathe, her face turning red.

Ruan Jingsheng gently patted her back to help her catch her breath: "I won't do anything to hurt myself."

Upon hearing this, Song Xianyin burst into tears again. Ruan Jingsheng looked at her tears, somewhat at a loss. Was there something wrong with what he said?

Song Xianyin cried uncontrollably, "Ruan Jingsheng, you can't do this to yourself! What will you do if you can't defeat the zombies...?"

"No, even if I lose an arm, I can still protect you." Ruan Jingsheng gave her a new pack of tissues to wipe her tears; the previous two packs were already empty.

Ruan Jingsheng was worried that she would be dehydrated from crying too much, so he gave her some more water, which Song Xianyin drank in one gulp.

After drinking the water, her mood gradually calmed down. She sobbed, "But you'll be slower with only one hand. I don't feel safe."

Ruan Jingsheng frowned and said seriously, "Miss Song, let me demonstrate for you when we go on a mission tomorrow. I really can protect you with one hand."

Upon hearing this, Song Xianyin's eyes reddened, and tears welled up again: "Can't you take better care of yourself and protect me with your own two hands?"

"You're really making me feel bad."

Her remaining humanity couldn't bear to see such a scene.

Ruan Jingsheng's eyes lit up when he saw her like that, and he suddenly felt a little happy: "Miss Song, are you concerned about me?"