novelzi Chapter 197 : Chapter 197
Chapter 197 : Chapter 197
After reading the manga and forum, Bai Xuechao felt a bit lazy again.He lay leisurely on his side on the sofa, eyes closed as if asleep, but in fact, he just didn't want to move or think about anything, simply resting.
The young man's smooth, white silk-like hair lay on the sofa. His light blue bathrobe, due to his side-lying posture, had loosened at the collar, revealing his collarbones which had been completely covered before. His quiet, still, closed-eyed appearance made him look like an exquisite white porcelain doll.
Xiao 6 decisively took a screenshot and tucked it into the System's photo album.
Hmm, it was just recording its daily work as a system, definitely not because of his beauty!
Bai Xuechao merely indulged in laziness for a while on the soft, comfortable leather sofa. Then, as if resigned to his fate, he sat up, preparing to complete his KPI—
First, to give Mu Xinyue a chance to poison him.
Bai Xuechao was about to get up to change clothes and go out when he suddenly heard faint footsteps in the hallway outside the door, getting closer and closer to his bedroom.
Judging by the weight of the footsteps, and considering who usually resided in the Apocalypse Society, it could be inferred that the person outside was either Yuan Lan or Lin Changqing.
However, Yuan Lan should be in the laboratory at this time. Today was the fifth and final day of their agreement; tomorrow, he was supposed to give Bai Xuechao all the data for the finished black bracelet.
If it was Lin Changqing... was he looking for him? It couldn't be for Yuan Lan; Lin Changqing should know very well where Yuan Lan was right now.
As Bai Xuechao pondered, the footsteps stopped at the bedroom door, seemingly about to enter.
Bai Xuechao also stood up from the sofa and slowly took two steps towards the door, apparently intending to open it himself if the other party didn't.
Under his gaze, the door slowly opened a crack, and a head of long white hair peeked in.
Their eyes met, and they both blinked.
"Little Xuechao, you're awake~" Yuan Lan pushed the door completely open and walked in with a smile, "I waited for you in the laboratory for a long time, you know. I thought you were still sleeping."
Bai Xuechao was a little surprised. He hadn't expected Yuan Lan to leave the laboratory midway, especially for such a trivial matter.
Based on his understanding of Yuan Lan, even if he didn't go to the laboratory, Yuan Lan should have continued with his experiment as planned. His presence or absence shouldn't have affected him.
"Just woke up," Bai Xuechao said calmly, then asked, "Are your experiments finished?"
"But you also took a shower," Yuan Lan's tone was both coquettish and complaining, as if questioning Bai Xuechao, 'You just woke up, why did you take a shower?'
He used his foot to close the door, then strode towards Bai Xuechao, saying as he walked, "The experiment is almost done. It's halftime break now."
Bai Xuechao looked at Yuan Lan approaching, his gaze like that of someone watching an unreasonable child. He still spoke calmly, "It's normal to be covered in sweat after waking up and taking a shower, isn't it? Don't make it sound like I'm lying or making excuses."
"That's not what I meant," Yuan Lan stopped in front of Bai Xuechao, his brilliant golden eyes fixed on him, "I sent you a message, but you didn't reply."
His gaze seemed to say: You woke up and had time to shower, time to dry your hair, but no time to reply to my message.
Bai Xuechao said, "My phone was on silent; I didn't see it."
He truly hadn't known Yuan Lan had sent him a message.
The Apocalypse Society's phones came with built-in GPS and internal software, making them highly likely to be monitored by Mortar's special ability. He didn't want to leave any traces for the other party, except for the previous message he intentionally sent to Yu Ruolan—the chat content was unproblematic, and he rarely used it otherwise.
Yuan Lan's brows curved into a smile, his expression somewhat gentle: "Alright, I forgive you."
...No, who needed his forgiveness?
Bai Xuechao complained inwardly.
At this moment, Yuan Lan suddenly bent down and leaned close to his neck.
"It smells so good," Yuan Lan said with a sigh. At that moment, they were extremely close, and as he spoke, Bai Xuechao could feel his warm breath, even a little hot.
Bai Xuechao stood still, unmoved. Yuan Lan's lips drew closer and closer to the skin on his neck, so close that he could feel something warm and soft lightly touching his skin. And he, like a rabbit encountering a brown bear, stood motionless, waiting for the brown bear to leave on its own.
He felt like he was being eyed by a predator.
In that instant, he even felt that Yuan Lan truly wanted to devour him whole, leaving not even a crumb.
"You've smelled it before," Bai Xuechao tilted his head to the side, creating a little distance from Yuan Lan, and continued with a glare, "and you can usually smell it."
Yuan Lan, however, answered irrelevantly, saying with great interest, "I thought of an interesting experiment. Theoretically, special ability users' blood can be extracted for lure-pheromone. If I drain the blood of a special ability user and throw all the extracted lure-pheromone into a crowd of ordinary people, what would happen?"
What would happen? Nearby mutated species would be attracted and start feasting.
It should be known that mutated species also eat ordinary people.
As for whose blood would be drained... Yuan Lan, that pervert, just said he smelled good. Could he be planning to drain his blood?
Bai Xuechao ignored the other party's expectant smile and also gave an irrelevant answer: "My suggestion is not to drain the special ability user completely. Leave half, and continue draining after they've recovered. Go for sustainable development."
No matter whose blood it was, this was about leaving a leeway in one's actions for future "meetings."
Anyway, the hatred was directed at Yuan Lan.