freenovelworld Chapter 119 All Roads Lead to Rome
Chapter 119 All Roads Lead to Rome
Qiu Ling didn't even bother to catch up on his sleep. He directly called out to Bian Wei and asked someone to bring their own hovercraft over.
The students were excited when they saw the beautiful and low-key suspension train. Usually, they took the public suspension train in school, just like the subway people took in the old days. It was good enough to get a seat, so why would they care about the internal facilities?
For example, when they came to the planet for supplies this time, they took the official special line that departed on time to go back and forth between the front line and the camp, and their family members also took this kind of line to collect supplies.
The students of the Blue Team brought dozens of hovercrafts with them, which were transported by shuttles, making it very convenient for them to collect supplies anywhere.
Judging from the means of transportation alone, the Blue Team is enough to crush the Red Team.
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry and get in the car. Today's collection task is very heavy. Don't waste time," Yan Zhao raised his eyebrows and said lightly.
The students nodded repeatedly and quickly lined up to get on the bus.
Qiu Ling and Yan Zhao entered the main cabin slightly forward.
"Madam, where are we going?" Bian Wei asked by sending a message using the light brain.
Qiu Ling held the map and looked at it with Yan Zhao. At night, they did not take the students to collect cicada turtles. First of all, Wu Yan had enough manpower, all of whom were personal soldiers and senior warriors, and they kept their mouths shut and would not leak secrets.
Besides, that place is very dangerous and not suitable for students to go there.
She pointed at the light green areas that had been roughly cleaned up, intersecting with the orange-level danger zone and defined as level-three safety zones. The information on them marked their geographical locations, what kind of terrain and landforms they covered, and what kinds of animals and plants they had.
After checking everything, she replied, "Go to White Frog Swamp!"
Bian Wei frowned, didn't ask anything, and directly sent a message to the driver.
Yan Zhao pulled her to the bedroom and laid down, "There are still two hours before the arrival, let's catch up on some sleep," he said as he held her tightly in his arms domineeringly and bit her eagerly.
Qiu Ling really likes him pushing her forward and is not averse to being intimate with him at all. She even learns seriously and practices it on him.
What she liked most was to bully him until his eyes turned red, but, "You haven't slept all night. How much sleep can you make up if you continue like this?"
Qiu Ling didn't care. As long as she didn't give up and let her body get lazy, she would be full of energy and could knock down a bull with one punch.
But Yan Zhao is still a patient. His mental strength has only temporarily stopped the decline. There is no improvement at all. He needs to have a good rest.
Yan Zhao chuckled, sucked her earlobe, and said vaguely: "I just drank Baijia tea, and now I am refreshed and can serve you comfortably..."
Qiu Ling was stunned for a moment. He, she invented the Hundred Family Tea to temporarily give the soldiers on the front line mental strength to avoid harm, but he wanted to use his strength on her? !
Her face flushed slightly, "Well, that can't be compared to your body's natural repair when you sleep."
"But I can't help it since I have my darling wife in my arms," Yan Zhao said as he slid down her neck. "Besides, I can't let my sweetheart down..."
Qiu Ling bit the pillowcase to block the moan in her mouth, "I, how am I disappointed?"
Yan Zhao bit her slightly harder, listened to her groan, and continued to enjoy the appetizer slowly, "My dear, you know me. How can I express my love for you if I don't do something when I'm with you?
Besides, don't you like me being so intimate with you, my dear?"
It’s a pity that he can’t unpack this meal now.
She liked it, but she couldn't say it out loud. Her body seemed to have become a piano, and he plucked it, waves after waves washed over her nerves...
Qiu Ling buried his head in Yan Zhao's arms, his body still trembling slightly, "You are not like a Holy Son at all!"
Yan Zhao hugged her tightly with a sullen laugh, "My dear, I am still the Holy Son in front of you, shouldn't you doubt your own charm?
I am just an ordinary person, just wearing a layer of sheep's clothing, but inside I am a big wolf who is thinking about biting you every day!
Besides, I don’t like being a Son of God. You don’t know how thick the Son of God Code is. It’s even thicker than the Star Code.”
Qiu Ling nuzzled his neck, "Yan Zhao, it's good like this. I like to see you smile and coax me. Because you care about me a lot like this!"
Many times, the better they treated her, the more regretful she felt inside: Why did they show up so late?
She wasted more than two thousand years of her life before she could taste the sweetness of love.
Yan Zhao gently stroked her back, "I also like to see you trembling for me, like a blooming cherry blossom, so beautiful and charming..."
Qiu Ling...she is still a baby in kindergarten!
After being in love for a while, Qiu Ling finally set up a time formation and caught up on some sleep with Yan Zhao.
Yan Zhao curled the corners of his lips slightly. His wife was really understanding. Look, she said she wouldn't use the time formation when she was with him, but now she felt sorry for him not getting enough sleep and took the initiative to set it up.
All roads lead to Rome, and the ancients were right.
After they woke up and stayed in bed for a while, the hovercraft finally arrived at the White Frog Swamp.
The trees here are tall and lush, and the sunlight is blocked and rarely reaches the ground. Even at almost noon, the video from the robot is still dim and foggy.
After checking, they found no advanced or difficult-to-deal-with beasts. Qiu Ling ordered, "Everyone, put on your protective clothing, go down the ladder, and line up!"
After she finished speaking, she thought about it, and the robes on her body turned into protective clothing. The robes themselves have protective settings, which can filter out the miasma in the air, and there is no need to carry bulky oxygen cylinders.
Yan Zhao next to her also followed suit, waiting for the ladder to be lowered from the car door, and then carrying her down.
The suspended train is parked fifty meters above the ground, where the miasma is scarce and can still be powered by energy.
Qiu Ling smiled and hugged Yan Zhao's waist, then suddenly fell down.
Yan Zhao was indeed frightened by her. His eyes widened a little, and he exerted force with his waist and switched the directions of the two people so that he was now on the bottom.
His expression was grim. With one hand he held Qiu Ling tightly and pressed her into his arms. With the other hand he took out a meter-long Tang sword from his storage ring and thrust it hard into the tree trunk, hoping to use the force to slow down his fall.
Qiu Ling chuckled and snapped her fingers, and a spirit sword flew out from her storage ring. The fiery red spirit sword flew under them and became wider, holding them steadily and flying down five or six meters by inertia. After stopping its momentum, it nimbly shuttled through the forest.
Yan Zhao also understood that his wife was teasing him, and he was wearing a robe, so even without the Tang sword to slow them down, they would not be seriously injured.
"My dear, you scared me!" It was one thing to figure it out, but he liked to take advantage of the situation, just like a koala, he wanted to cling to her with his whole body, "I, I thought I was going to be smashed into a meat pie..."