Super Fantasy Big Bang

At night, the stars hang high.

Under the black sky, the four fields of the camp resounded with the sound of insects.

Wang Yang's sleepy eyelids kept drooping, but whenever he was about to fall asleep, the soldiers sitting beside him would shake him awake.

The current students are under military control, and the method of training soldiers is completely imposed on them.

How can a soldier not stand guard?

On the grounds of cultivating a sense of responsibility, the superior managers assigned a soldier to a student, sentry every five days, and there were people walking everywhere in the camp at night.

There were people patrolling and others fixed points, one with a gun and one with a crossbow. The two sat behind a giant shield, facing the outside of the camp.

After the instructor showed them his terrifying throwing ability during the day, he soon began to teach them the "Yi Jin Jing".

But... Wang Yang deeply understands a truth, many things can only be known exactly after seeing them.

The so-called "Yi Jin Jing" is actually... a set of yoga gymnastics? !

Countless people became even more messy. If they hadn't seen the machine gun-like throwing skills just now, they might have wondered if they were fooling themselves.

However, the instructor also said one thing after another, which is quite mysterious, and it makes people feel unclear when they hear it.

Suspiciously, they practiced for a whole day. In the end, except for the enjoyment of having a massage all over their bodies, everything else was the same as before.

Perhaps, this is a process that accumulates over time!

They can only comfort themselves in this way.

"Crack!" Wang Yang, who was gradually falling into a sweet dream, widened his eyes in pain, and the soldier beside him slowly withdrew his hand from patting his thigh.

"Don't fall asleep, it's really impossible to get water to wash your face."

In the night sky, the sound of insects was everywhere, and in order not to expose them, there were no lights around where they were sitting.

Wang Yang turned his head, only to see the bright eyes under the helmet staring firmly ahead.

There were two guns on the shoulders of the soldier, and there was a silent and chilling atmosphere.

This man must have been in the army for a long time! Wang Yang thought.

He stretched, stood up, and walked back slowly.

Fortunately, the virus can be eliminated by high temperature, otherwise they would not have enough drinking water.

And there are basically water pipes next to each sentry post. Wang Yang found the faucet in the dark, turned it, and the slightly hot water flowed down from it.

He held warm water and patted his cheeks, and the cold wind blew, and the drowsiness disappeared immediately.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of his eyes.

"Who?!" Wang Yang immediately raised his crossbow and looked around vigilantly.

The wind disappeared with the figure and passed by in a hurry.

Wang Yang looked ahead cautiously. At this moment, the wind stopped, the sound of insects also stopped, and the surrounding was extremely quiet.

It was as silent as if he could hear his own heart beating faster.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was still no movement around.

But everything in the dark is so weird.

People are always afraid of the dark, just like humans are afraid of the unknown.

Want to go back and report? Wang Yang hesitated.

He was a little unsure if he was dazzled just now. If he reported it, the entire camp would be put on alert, and all sleeping people would be called up.

If it's all because of his momentary blindness...

Wang Yang walked carefully towards the direction where the wind disappeared, he felt that he had to confirm it.

………

Noticing something, he paused.

"Tianzun, do you want to lure this person away?" Xuannv asked.

Meng Ke sensed the boy walking cautiously with a bow and crossbow surrounded by mental power, and then he raised his head to look at the target not far away.

"I don't need it this time." His gaze was a little different, it seemed nostalgic, melancholy, and more hesitant.

Ever since he got the ability, he seems to have forgotten it, and has been avoiding it...

How long has it been since you saw these two?

It's been almost a year...

Ah.

He smiled wryly, shook his head, and slowly raised his feet and walked forward.

"I thought it was just a moral kidnapping, and I could easily throw it away, but I didn't expect that my heart still couldn't let me ignore all of this."

In Meng Ke's eyes, the human body is more blatant than the pink skulls mentioned by Buddhists, and the reproductive relationship should be even more unbearable.

If there is no cultural restraint, moral kidnapping, this can be said to be an instinct, and the two sides get what they need from each other.

You give birth to me and support me, and you grow old and I support you.

Otherwise, what is the purpose of parents having children?

Because grandparents want to hug their grandchildren?

Because all the children of the same age in the society are soy sauced?

Because of an emotional sustenance?

Or... got pregnant by accident?

………

But once your kid grows up and says he won't raise you...  

………

Meng Ke didn't know what he was doing now, why he came here, obviously he almost forgot...

"mom."

In the large emergency tent, ten beds were lined up on both sides. Meng Ke stood in the middle of the aisle, looking at the two elders next to the two beds with complicated eyes.

The soft call came into the dream of the woman on the bed, and the moment she woke up, she felt unprecedentedly clear and energetic.

A figure stood quietly by her bed.

"You... who are you?"

As she said that, the woman panicked and began to push the man who was sleeping on one side.

"Lao Meng... Lao Meng, wake up! Someone..."

"Huh?... What's the matter..."

They are just ordinary people. After the virus leaked, the night sky seemed even darker. People who just woke up couldn't see anything for a while.

A dim light gradually lit up around Meng Ke, his face was illuminated by the light, and he smiled slightly.

"Dad, Mom, it's me, Meng Ke..."

What a strange and numerical word...

The second elder was stunned, and Mother Meng's hands trembled.

"Meng Ke...Meng Ke...you..."

She slowly stretched out her hand to Meng Ke, pulling his clothes nervously and fearfully.

"It's true...Lao Meng! He's really our son! He's not dead!"

All of a sudden, Mother Meng jumped up excitedly, and hugged Meng Ke into her arms.

"Xiao Ke! Where did you go? We've been looking for you in the camp for two months, and we all thought... woo..."

A choked sound buried itself in Meng Ke's shoulder. He knew that his mother was afraid of waking up other sleeping people, and her whole body was trembling with excitement.

The smile gradually turned into a wry smile, and Meng Ke's eyes met his father's.

Those were the same red eyes. Father Meng raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be fine... Don't let your mother worry about you anymore."

yes………

If it were someone else, this one should have noticed the strange glow beside him, but the two elders were so excited to forget this strangeness the first time they saw his appearance...

dear...

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