jdhmnovel Chapter 215 Flower Field
Chapter 215 Flower Field
The reason for not slitting its throat is to hear its screams; to prevent it from dying too quickly is to torture it.
With a face that resembles a human's, it is held in the palm of someone's hand, unable to break free and enduring the pain.
The little Spider-Man was held in his palm.
Just like Tu Hao, who was held in Miao Yin's hand.
The overwhelming sense of déjà vu and malice evokes a nauseating absurdity, to the point that even Tu Hao, who makes a living by killing, finds it difficult to bring himself to do it.
Miao Yin twirled a strand of hair with her fingers, a playful smile in her eyes: "You haven't been paying much attention to me lately, I'm so bored, so I'm just playing around with you."
"Take some medicine." Tu Hao slammed the glass cabinet shut.
"Getting angry already? Ah, this feels so familiar?"
"..."
"You see, we still understand each other so well."
Tu Hao leaned against the glass cabinet and said, "Miao Yin, you don't need to invest so much interest in me. If you want to play around, you can go find your rabbit, or at the very least, there's Ji Yuanzhou."
“They have their own fun, and you have a different kind of happiness,” Miao Yin said nonchalantly.
"Ah."
Tu Hao glanced at the little spider, then turned to look at her, pondered for a moment, and said, "Since you've brought me here, aren't you going to reveal some of your plans to me?"
Miao Yin tapped her head with her fingertip as if bored, and after a short while, she said, "Have you heard of the Qingshui Armory?"
"You mean, the largest ammunition depot in Jingzhou?"
This answer was somewhat unexpected.
That place was heavily guarded and was a state-run weapons storage facility. It not only stored high-level firearms such as tanks and fighter jets, but also contained many military secrets that could never be taken out. Ordinary people simply could not get close to it.
"What, you want the weapons inside?"
With the apocalypse upon us, most of those so-called encrypted files are now obsolete. For the time being, the only possibility that Tu Hao can think of that Miao Yin is weapons.
Miao Yin stared at him for a long time before slowly saying, "I won't tell you."
Tu Hao: "..."
His rare spark of curiosity was thus crushed to pieces.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Seeing his embarrassed expression made Miao Yin happy.
Tu Hao rubbed his temples in annoyance.
Well, he wasn't surprised at all, and thinking that, his frustration quickly disappeared.
Damn it, he's actually starting to get used to this awful life.
Miao Yin stood up from her chair, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, you'll find out later."
"I'm leaving." Tu Hao didn't bother to say anything, and seeing that Miao Yin didn't object, he pushed open the door and left.
The wooden door closed, and the cabin returned to silence. Miao Yin looked down and saw the injured little spider-man huddled in the corner, trembling as he looked at her. The wound on his stomach had already healed.
"What a pity, why didn't he make a move?"
Although it was meant as teasing, Miao Yin genuinely wanted to teach this little monster a lesson.
She was already trapped like this, and she was still thinking of playing tricks. She didn't like experiencing any trouble at a time like this.
"Alright, looks like I'll have to do it myself."
She picked up the dagger Tu Hao had left on the glass counter. The blood on the blade had not yet congealed and gleamed with a sweet, metallic sheen in the dim light.
Miao Yin opened the counter again, the tip of her knife aimed at the mutant, her black eyes covered in golden streaks like the gaze of Satan.
"You should behave and listen to me, otherwise how can I use you?"
With that, he raised his knife and cut off half of the deformed man's body. Black blood splattered onto the glass and, due to gravity, formed a puddle below.
Spider-Man let out a fierce scream.
Outside the wooden house, Tu Hao, who hadn't gone far, paused, closed his eyes tightly, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Why not just puncture your eardrums?"
……
In the flower field, Gong Jingming keenly raised his head and looked at the flowing stream.
It sounds like... there's a sound...
But he didn't go to investigate. Gong Jingming prided himself on not being a curious person. Even when he came to the small manor, which was like a paradise in the apocalypse, he never became immersed in it.
His personality is just like his appearance—indifferent and detached, seemingly neither here nor there, even though he is right there.
Like today, while everyone else was in the training room, he didn't go there but instead came to this flower field.
Perhaps it was due to his special ability, or perhaps it was his nature, but the lush vegetation growing in the fertile soil attracted his attention more than people.
He touched the ground and activated his supernatural ability.
So the flowers, which were still just tender buds, grew rapidly, like a beautiful woman in full bloom, with buds and green leaves intertwined, gracefully blossoming.
Miao Yin's flower field has all kinds of flowers. Bright red roses and elegant daisies are mixed together and grow haphazardly, but under the sunlight, they unexpectedly have a more beautiful sense of life.
Several nine-tasseled rabbits quietly emerged from the flower bushes, looking at him curiously.
Gong Jingming did not touch them just because they were small animals; he knew that all of this was done by someone else.
They are not cute little creatures; they are the listening devices of this manor.
Gong Jingming got up and pulled out some of the weeds so that they could grow better.
So he stood amidst the flowers, his blue-gray hair falling obediently to his ears, occasionally brushing against the white chrysanthemums beside him, causing the petals and stems to tremble wildly, his mirror-like eyes reflecting the wildflowers on the ground.
This is the scene that Miao Yin saw after leaving the stilt house.
Her arrival was silent, and it was quite a while before Gong Jingming noticed her presence.
Miao Yin, dressed in a red dress, stood outside the rose bushes with her right hand behind her back, seemingly blending into the sea of flowers, gazing at him for who knows how long.
"I thought they would die here, but I never expected that you would make my flower field bloom."
She spoke softly, casually breaking off a rose and tucking it behind her ear. The vibrant red blossoms bloomed in her updo, making it impossible to tell whether the person or the flower was more beautiful.
"Does it look good?"
As she walked through the flower field, breaking flower branches under her feet, she asked him with a smile.
Gong Jingming couldn't bring himself to say she wasn't pretty, so he just glanced at the flowers she had trampled on the ground and silently watched her.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" She came up to him, her delicate face close to his.
Gong Jingming took two steps back and said, "Don't get so close."
"Heh." Miao Yin chuckled, the meaning of which was hard to decipher.
She glanced down at the sea of flowers around her: "It seems you prefer these plants to me."
"Is there something you need?" Gong Jingming asked.
"how did you do that?"
"what?"
“Gong Jingming, you know that summoning-type ability users are different from nature-type ability users. They can’t make plants flower and bear fruit, so… what did you do?” Miao Yin approached him again.
"..." Gong Jingming frowned slightly. "Can't it?"
"I have never heard of any composite ability user who possesses the ability to summon," Miao Yin said slowly and deliberately.
“Summoning-type abilities are special. All their abilities are manifested in the summoned creatures, so they don’t have a second type of ability. But you seem to be different.”
Gong Jingming looked down at his palm, somewhat puzzled.
Clearly, this was the first time he had realized these things.
It's only the first year of the apocalypse, and everyone's primary goal is to survive. Unlike the ten years that Mu Yin lived through, when humanity had gathered together and the base was strong enough to focus on researching superpowers and mutations.
Therefore, Gong Jingming did not understand this knowledge, and no one could tell him.
If he hadn't met Miao Yin, he would have had to wait at least three years to discover that there was something wrong with the Wu Hua Ku Gu.
Speaking of which, his special ability does seem to be quite different from others.