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Chapter 1250 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (131)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (131)

"Is this really okay?"

Song Ning, wearing a waterproof jacket, lay on the broad back of the black panther.

They had been on their way for almost two hours, and the thick fog made him want to ask Lance several times if they had taken the wrong path, but when he noticed Lance's determined steps, he swallowed his words.

But for some reason, the weather turned a little darker, and he couldn't help but ask.

"We'll be there soon. I'll have to ask Ningning to stay by my side and watch over me."

Lance turned around and looked at him, then pointed in a direction.

Song Ning looked in that direction and was not surprised at all that she could not see anything.

But he trusted Lance, so he just took a deep breath.

"Let's keep going then. Watch your step."

"Okay, Ningning, don't worry. Don't come down from up here. We'll be there soon."

The fog was thick, and Song Ning could only sense that the surrounding scenery was changing in a vague way, but he had no idea where they were or which direction they were going.

But this did not affect his trust in Lance, especially since it was Lance who had asked to come along in the first place.

The fog has had a huge impact on the survivors. The base, on which everyone had placed their hopes, is also helpless against this strange weather for the time being. It is unknown how long this fog will last. The inability to deal with it means that the survivors will have to be cautious and live in constant fear.

What Song Ning and Lan Si knew was that this foggy weather was just the vanguard of this spring, and even more serious disasters would follow.

Lance suggested that he wanted to go back underground to see if he could regain his memories.

His intuition told him that if he could regain his memories, these things would become much simpler.

After hearing what he said, Song Ning offered to go with him.

He might be a burden, but he couldn't bear to leave Lance to face potential dangers alone.

Moreover, he had a vague worry in his heart: what if Lance regained his memory and forgot him? What would he do then?

What he was worried about was also what Lance was worried about, so the two hit it off and decided to come together to let Lance try to see if he could regain his memories.

However, Song Ning was a little shocked along the way, because he originally thought that coming here might be somewhat dangerous.

Surprisingly, the journey was quite peaceful. There were no zombies, not even a single person in sight, and no danger whatsoever.

He lay on the big cat's back for a while and thought, "Did you clean this place before you came here?"

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so quiet and peaceful.

Lance nodded, walked beside him, and reached out to touch Song Ning's fingertips.

It was still warm. He nodded in satisfaction and lowered his voice.

"I wouldn't dare bring you here to take the risk if it weren't safe, so don't worry."

Song Ning squeezed his hand back, her eyes full of trust.

"Well, I believe you."

The journey was exceptionally smooth, but the road conditions along the way gradually made Song Ning's expression more serious.

He had never imagined that the underground would be like this, and now that he had finally arrived, he realized how difficult it was to get there.

He looked at Lance's back and wanted to sigh, but he held back.

If only he hadn't gotten sick during this time, he might have been able to fight alongside Lance.

Song Ning lowered her eyes and stroked the big cat's fur, secretly making a decision.

He needs to recuperate, not only to put Lance at ease, but also so that he can fight alongside Lance in the future.

"We're here. The road ahead is a bit difficult. I'll carry you down."

After moving from the big cat's back to Lance's arms, Song Ning took the initiative to hug Lance's neck and leaned her back against Lance's strong arms.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch Lance's bulging, muscular arm, his expression a mixture of envy and admiration.

"If I recover my health later, can I train to be like you?"

It would be a lie to say that Song Ning didn't envy or admire Lance's muscles. He had touched and looked at them, and Lance was the one he knew with the most explosive-looking muscle lines.

Although he didn't look like he had the biggest muscles, every time Lance lifted him up, Song Ning could tell four words from Lance's movements: effortless.

No man wouldn't want a body like that; in fact, in this apocalyptic world, no one would want a body like that.

The touch on his arm was gentle, and Lance felt a little itchy.

"You want to train to look like me?"

He turned his head and asked with a smile, Song Ning making no attempt to hide his bright, sparkling eyes.

"Hmm, I want to, but can I master it?"

Lance assessed the situation carefully and said, "Given your current physical condition, it's probably not feasible."

"However, if you take good care of your health and do appropriate exercise, and supplement your nutrition, you should be able to improve a little bit."

Upon hearing this, Song Ning could not hide his disappointment.

But the next second, Song Ning looked over in shock.

"So you mean this is very difficult to practice?"

Lance nodded, then shook his head.

"It's not entirely about training; there's also a genetic component involved."

He leaped down from the entrance with the person in his arms. The sudden darkness made Song Ning hold him even tighter, but soon they were greeted by a large patch of eerie blue fluorescence.

"Here we are."

Lance put him down. The underground was surprisingly clean and refreshing than the outside, and there were no signs of moisture on the ground. Song Ning stepped on it a couple of times and was soon shocked by the large area of ​​crystal cores in front of him.

"So many crystal cores, and they're still just fragments?"

"Hmm, this is the place I suspected. Are you going to wait for me here?"

Lance lowered his head to discuss it with him, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

Song Ning turned her gaze away from the crystal core and met his eyes.

"Can't I go over there?"

He didn't want to leave Lance alone.

Lance was tempted, but declined.

“I’m not sure what will happen either, you’re safer here.”

If something irreversible were to happen, he would never be able to forgive himself.

Song Ning was well aware of this. He took a deep breath and for a moment even wanted to tell Lance to give up on finding his memories, but the words turned into a smile.

He tiptoed and kissed Lance's lips. "It's okay, I'll wait for you here. You can go ahead without worry."

Since we can't support Lance militarily, we should at least offer support in other ways.

The two looked into each other's eyes, then suddenly embraced and kissed passionately.

"I'm sorry, but regaining my memories might solve a lot of problems."

“I know, and I believe you won’t forget me, Lance.”

"wait for me."

A kiss landed on his forehead, and Lance turned and disappeared inside.