Chapter 37 Who Is the Man on the Bed

"Excuse Sir, all signals in our area have been cut off. We can't contact the headquarters now. Please give instructions!" A soldier came rushing in, even forgetting to knock on the door.

Ye Jun, the Commander-in-chief heard, angrily slammed the table, "What? ! No signal! What's going on?"

"Maybe the zombies outside destroyed the aerial cable, causing the signal to disappear." The soldier gave a rough analysis.

"Is it possible to repair it?" Ye Jun was still somewhat expectant, but the soldier shook his head which made his heart sink into a bottomless pit.

The signal disruption meant they would not be able to reach out to other military regions and they would not be able to get any help in the situation of food shortages or other emergencies.

He had never expected that things would become so serious in less than a month.

Ye Jun was suddenly in trouble and no one could come forward to advise him at this time.

"If only Yancheng were still here."

He didn't need to bother him with everything, because He Yancheng could solve all the problems by himself.

What's the use of saying that now?

It's too late!

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"Are you going to sleep like this all the time?"

Little Yancheng put the lunch box in his hand on the cabinet beside the bed and looked at Lian Ranran, who was still covered in the blanket. He somehow disliked her current useless looking.

At that time, where did her little strong spirit of saving him go? Indeed, it was three minutes of heat. What she said "you are mine" was also just a verbal statement. There was no actual action to prove it.

"Do you want to protect me in such a wrong status? I'm afraid that you would only stare at the one who killed your mother without doing anything. With you like this, what difference does it make to die? Living is a waste of food, so it's better to die." After saying that, Little Yancheng turned around and walked towards the toilet.

"Mom ..." Lian Ranran hid under the blanket, crying silently. She didn't want to make a sound to be heard. Only the pillow could feel the tears from her eyes, and was slowly soaked.

Thinking of the day when her mother was killed by someone, her chest could not help but feel a surge of anger. Her tightly shut eyes suddenly opened and a murderous aura flashed through the darkness.

At the same time, a green light suddenly lit up in her hands, flashing like a firefly. It was very weak and disappeared in an instant.

This was ... the special power from that day?

Lian Ranran suddenly recalled that time when she had fought with the group of monsters. At that time, her body seemed to have some power extending from the bottom of her heart to her hands. Then, countless vines appeared from all directions like wings, weaving into a web, to help her block the monsters' attack.

Perhaps God thought that she was too pitiful. She had lost her mother just now and was rejected by the childhood sweetheart Lin Fan, so he chose to lend her something to play with!

The corners of Lian Ranran's lips curved into a bitter smile. She suddenly had a motive of cheering up and rapidly got up from the bed, ready to fight back.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night? "Little Yancheng's words instantly splashed a basin of cold water on Lian Ranran's head.

In the middle of the night?

Lian Ranran glanced at the window above her head and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was indeed night. "Er ..." If there was anything, she would have to wake up tomorrow morning to talk about it.

Alas, the new mood was defeated by the night.

The time in the evening always passed very quickly. At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, Lian Ranran's other roommate, Ma Qinqin, had just finished going to the toilet and when she closed the door, she looked at Lian Ranran and seemed to see a huge figure lying there.

Ma Qinqin didn't care at first and continued to take a few steps forward. She was suddenly shocked by herself.

No, Lian Ranran was obviously so skinny. How could she ... be able to support a figure twice as big as her?

She took a few steps back and carefully stretched out her right index finger to lift the curtain of Lian Ranran's room, wanting to reconfirm her thoughts.

Unfortunately, by the time she went to look again, that huge figure had suddenly disappeared. Now, the one who was lying there quietly was still a big and small person at the very beginning. There was no one else.

Did she see wrongly?

Ma Qinqin scratched her head and pouted, thinking.

However, no matter what she thought, she felt that it was impossible. How could she see such a figure for no reason? Could it be ... a man?

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