Rib Flower [Ability]

Chapter 5 Forced Sleep

"Ka—" There was a sound of the hatch opening.

"Hey, your injury is not serious, is it?"

The woman who came in asked him a question, walked to the mirror and took off her shirt without hesitation, revealing her plump and fit upper body wearing only a black vest, and took off the mechanical imitation left arm in front of the mirror. A smooth, flat circular cross-section remains.

This is the glorious "commemoration" left to her by the protracted world war 15 years ago.

In stark contrast to this rough and ugly scar, there is a graceful nightingale tattooed on the woman's back, but it marks a disgraceful past.

Like Sayero, she grew up in prison, the children of criminals, and had a more difficult childhood than orphans without parents.Witnessing bloody killings day and night, feeding on rats and even human corpses, and being abused is commonplace.

Perhaps it is because of this that Sayero will take good care of himself who was bullied at that time...

He couldn't help staring at her impolitely for a while before realizing that he was wearing nothing, and quickly put on his clothes.

"What are you looking at?" The cold face in the mirror turned slightly, "Is there a code on my face?"

"If the password is so pleasing to the eye, I will definitely put a ten-layer power lock on my computer." The young man's face was still pale, but it didn't prevent him from still thinking quickly, and he took the words graciously.

"Who doesn't know that his power-on password is Sayero's binary notation!" A lazy voice dragged on for a long time.Ando came in shaking his head as if he had taken medicine, took off his clothes neatly, and lay down in the medical cabin for ultraviolet disinfection, but his demeanor was leisurely, like sunbathing in an open-air swimming pool.

God knows no one has the slightest interest in the guy's proud figure.

As soon as Helo walked out of the medical area, one leg twitched and fell to his knees.

The fatigue from blood loss and long hours of driving was long overdue but irresistible.

He leaned on the bulkhead and knelt down, took a few deep breaths quietly in the darkness, his gaze unconsciously drifted out of the round cabin window, and he felt dizzy.

At this time, a strong hand dragged him from the ground.

For a moment in a daze, he thought he would see Sayero when he looked up, but what caught his sight was Ando's smiling face.

"According to my experience, you should come for an antibiotic injection, and then go to the hibernation cabin to have a good rest."

Ando hugged the young man horizontally, took out an injection from his pocket, skillfully peeled off the vacuum packaging with one hand, and aimed the needle at the other's elastic buttocks precisely.

"Don't fucking mess with me..."

The sudden dizziness hit the brain along with the tingling pain in the buttocks, and a muffled groan escaped from the young man's throat.

The soothing heat spreads from the injection site, and quickly permeates the whole body, causing him to bend his waist, his neck is tilted back, his beautiful light blue eyes are turning in a blur, and his irises are like shattered fragile ice. Gradually loosen up.

"Hey, what are you messing with? His body can't be tossed around casually!" Nightingale turned her head and reminded coldly.

"What, you can't stand it anymore? Still want to protect your brother's crush? Don't forget, Sayero personally entrusted me to take care of this kid."

The woman raised her slender eyebrows, seeing the attacker triumphantly raising the empty injection in her hand, she could only roll her eyes helplessly, and dragged out the boy who broke in from the door with the intention of beating him like a chicken .

"Sister! Let me go! You can't let that pervert Ando..."

"you shut up!"

The surrounding sounds crumbled into a vague buzzing in Hero's ears. While his body was relaxing, a certain nerve of his was severely tensed.

This feeling is not unfamiliar.

In the year when Sayero lost his news, he began to step into another world, following the vines of the company named "Thorn Paradise" that took root in the interstellar illegal trading market, and was able to follow in Sayero's footsteps .It was indeed a swamp, and he couldn't avoid being contaminated with everything that Sayero forbade him to touch, including certain banned drugs.

It is a type B fortified antibiotic.How could he not be able to judge the thing he once relied on so deeply?The side effects of this forbidden drug can affect people's nerves, making people lose their minds for a short time, and become like an idiot who only thinks with his lower body!

The young man opened his eyes wide, grabbed the shoulder of the person in front of him, his Adam's apple was struggling up and down: "You bastard..."

Ando squinted his slender fox eyes, stared at the little captain who was unable to struggle with satisfaction, grabbed the hand of the other party who was groping around his waist, and whispered almost in a whisper: "Shh... it's my improved captain. Yes, the dose is also small.

Don't hit this, and those alien viruses will quickly overwhelm your fragile immunity, little hello. "

He paused, then squeezed the sharp chin of the other party: "Look at your appearance, it's really ravaging... I wonder how Sayero can bear it for so long. If I take advantage of others' danger now, if he can come back , will probably kill me?"

As if he heard this sentence clearly, he saw the young man's throat tightened, and the tool blade built into the mechanical wristband popped out and hit his neck, as if trying to cut his throat, but unfortunately the force was not as strong as shaving He almost shaves.

He couldn't help but laugh: "You really need to relax."

When the darkness collapsed, Ando leaned over and touched his head.

This move is like imitating Sayero, but Sayero would never allow him to touch such a thing.

Helo felt himself hugged into the hibernation pod.

The thick titanium alloy cover was like the door that had been mercilessly closed to him many years ago, making him shiver.

The nutrient solution flooded his body and gradually swallowed his consciousness.A light appeared in front of his eyes, gradually brightening up.

……

"My God, the new sports coach is so handsome!"

"Could it be a model or a star? I always feel like I've seen him on TV..."

"Shh, here he comes!"

A group of girls stopped chirping and laughing as they watched the figure swimming from the water to the beach.The sparkle on the water prevented him from concentrating his sight, but it did not prevent him from concentrating on that person.

The man was wet all over, his fair skin had a jewel-like luster under the sun, and his slender body was wantonly exposed.The quiet and strong muscle lines on his back relax and undulate as he swims. The whole figure is like a graceful and lethal shark, exuding an indescribable, almost aggressive masculine charm.

He held his breath and observed him for a long time, then he looked down at his own dry and thin body, feeling very shy compared with other boys in the class.

"Look, that little sissy won't dare to dance later!"

"Aha, what's the use of an IQ of 140? I think he looks like an idiot. He doesn't even know how to use his hands and feet, but he just knows how to write some program code that only a psychopath can understand!"

"Isn't he just a poor bastard who inherited albinism and was abandoned!"

"I said, he shouldn't be a clone trash!"

His face turned hot, and he stared fiercely at the place where the laughter came out. Those bastards who had bullied him all the year round were looking at him and pointing, even the girls in his team laughed together.

"Okay, which one of you will come first?" The man's deep voice came from the lake.

Suddenly a swelling desire gave him great courage.He grabbed the escalator and climbed up, leaving a irritating sneer behind him.

As he moved towards the edge of the diving platform step by step, the man looked up at him.The black swimming goggles covered his eyes, and with the slightly raised corners of his lips, this gaze became meaningful and heart-pounding.

He seemed to feel the gaze on his body, which made his blood boil more than the blazing sun.