Ch80 – I Hear I’m a Battle God (17.1)
People reached the other monitoring points one after another. Some were together, and some were on their own.
Zhan Yanchao was the seventh “tenth place” to arrive, and just so happened to come to the same monitoring point as Chi Xiaochi and the rest.
When he was led to the rest area and saw Rosie, Zhan Yanchao quickly looked away. But when he thought about what Rosie being here meant, his heart thudded. As soon as he turned his gaze, he saw the Chi Xiaochi who had just come in from outside the tent, shaking the water off his hands.
The look in Zhan Yanchao’s eyes was as if he’d seen his saviour. He walked over to him with quick steps.
When spying on him in private, Zhan Yanchao had felt like he’d had countless things he wanted to say to him, building up in his throat. But when he saw him, he felt as if his entire body had been hollowed out, and the only thing he could still feel was his heart that was beating faster and faster.
He adjusted his clothes, then touched his face. After confirming that there was no dirt on him, only then did he squeeze out a bright smile.
Chi Xiaochi sat down. He sat down as well.
Finding that the other wasn’t trying to avoid him, Zhan Yanchao’s originally slightly stiff and ingratiating smile became a lot more relaxed.
When they had formed a team with Zhan Yanchao in the beginning, Wang Xiaoqing didn’t have many negative feelings about him. She’d only known that Ji Zuoshan had been his human sacrifice and had left the Zhan home afterwards.
But after yesterday night, now, she wanting nothing more than to spit at this thing’s face.
Sensing her becoming restless, Rosie patted her on the leg. “Xiaoqing, let’s go.”
After spending so much time with Rosie, Wang Xiaoqing of course already knew what mistake she’d made in the beginning. As she stared at those two people, she whispered, “What for?”
Rosie, “The helicopter is outside. Let’s go to headquarters to see your mecha.”
Wang Xiaoqing, “I’m not going. What if that surnamed Zhan bullies Xiao Ji?”
Rosie looked at her, smiling.
Wang Xiaoqing had a sudden realisation.
Without allowing any explanation, Wang Xiaoqing picked up the big talker Wang Xizhou and dragged him outside.
This little thing saying that he was going to “help” Xiao Ji was as ridiculous as him saying that he was going to “donate money” to the Zhan family.
Before leaving, Wang Xiaoqing didn’t forget to forcefully flip Zhan Yanchao the bird.
Rosie laughed, then reached out and pressed down her slender middle finger, wrapping that palm in her own calloused hand as she did so and pulling her out the tent.
Only after these uninvolved people left did Zhan Yanchao let out a light cough.
Chi Xiaochi ignored him, looking through the prize booklet a supervisory office staff had given him just now.
He’d won second place. His prize was a desert camouflage patterned speed-type reconnaissance mecha.
This military grade single person mecha had different specifications from Chi Xiaochi’s Blue. It was more than one hundred metres tall, with a weight of approximately one hundred tons. It had the ability to navigate through space and was outfitted with heavy firepower. It had enough strength to perfectly bear jumps through space, and the amount of firepower it was outfitted with was enough for an entire regiment to use.
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