Lin Sen pulled out the dagger stuck in Merry's heart, picked up his right forearm, and then dragged his slowly healing body to the arsenal to find a brand new tactical backpack, and he began to silently pack the necessary weapons and ammunition supplies.

"Can you tell me your story?" Lin Sen packed some equipment, this handsome and fair-skinned man now, but at this moment, it seems that he has returned to the original Lin Sen when he was in the slums, a dangerous existence that after losing his father, he learned to arm and strengthen himself little by little.

Lin Sen didn't continue to ask, he packed his things, turned around and walked out of the arsenal, and was surprised to find that this alienation from Merry was very powerful, because his severed right forearm had completely healed and something seemed to be trying to grow in the bout of soreness and itching.

Back in the upper room, Merry's body lay quietly, now she was just a dead girl.

Looking at this girl, Lin Sen couldn't hate it, and even said that he felt guilty.

The forest made Lin Sen realize that the danger was not over, although his body was no longer bleeding, it was very weak, and this outpost could no longer provide him with shelter, so Lin Sen returned to the laboratory to get the collector and crystal plate and left quickly, he continued to march west along the road, along the way he clutched a very lethal vacuum hot pressure grenade, and the thinking pistol was always kept in a charged state.

It was a blue sea, and the white sand beach meandered out of a nostalgic arc, and here Lin Sen felt extremely relaxed, and he shouted at the sea: "Ah!!!!!! ”

There are also some sights that Lin Sen has never seen before.

After watching for a while, Lin Sen felt extremely tired, he glanced left and right, it was very safe, the sea breeze was blowing, the seabirds were picking up shellfish, and some strange sea creatures were still basking in the sun and dozing off on some rocks on the beach.

The sound sounded like laughter, and it was not far away.

Patting his forehead, Lin Sen silently recited: "It must be an illusion, it's me who is too tired!" ”

After taking precautions, Lin Sen lay down with peace of mind, seeing that the time was only 9 o'clock in the morning, after setting a three-hour alarm clock for himself, Lin Sen could no longer resist the sleepiness, and he finally fell asleep quietly.

"Isn't it? How did I get back here? Lin Sen was speechless, this kind of sleep quality was not what he wanted.

"I opened the room." The voice was familiar.

Wu Huan's expression was a little flustered, she avoided Lin Sen's eyes and lowered her head.

The heartfelt praise made the girl in the white dress burst with joy from the bottom of her heart, and she raised her head awkwardly and smiled shyly.

Lin Sen waved his hand, he didn't care about any of this.

The spiritual bond between two people allows this emotion to flow between them.

Lin Sen's teasing woke up Si Que, Si Que yawned, and then stared at Lin Sen with stupid eyes and muttered: "Do you like to be scratched by others when you sleep, stupid dog?" ”

"Don't tease him, it's not easy to mess with, come here."

Si Que also raised his foot and returned his middle finger without fear.

Wu Huan could also receive this emotion when she looked at Lin Sen, she smiled and combed her hair and said.

(Battlefield Literature)