I'm not a drama god

When Chen Ling calmly said the three words "Shuangpi Milk", Sun Bumian's mouth began to open wide. He looked at Shuangpi Milk and Chen Ling in shock, and stood there like a sculpture...

Chen Ling didn't think there was anything strange about this. Just as Sun Bumian said in the archive, this was what Chen Ling owed him.

If Sun Bumian had not used up the power of reincarnation to save himself from the turbid disaster, I am afraid that all the people in Wushan and Lu Xun and others would have died without a doubt. Everyone owed Sun Bumian a huge favor.

So after Chen Ling finished saving the era, he went straight to the cafeteria and asked the chef in the kitchen to make a double skin milk... This dish was not originally on the menu of the Fusion Sect, but Chen Ling had enough reputation in the Fusion Sect, so he took the initiative to beg for it, and several chefs took out various books and studied them carefully for a while before they came up with this thing.

In the archived version of the era, Sun Bumian never got to taste the double skin milk he longed for until his death. Chen Ling must make up for this regret in this era no matter what.

"Where did you get the double skin milk?" It took Sun Busian a while to come back to his senses.

"I asked the kitchen to do it."

Sun Bumian could no longer hear Chen Ling's explanation at this moment. He kept swallowing his saliva, picked up the double skin milk and started eating it in small bites.

He didn't dare to eat it in big mouthfuls, because he couldn't bear to. This thing was too rare in this era. The last time he ate it was almost a year ago... He could only sip it lightly, smacking his lips to savor its flavor, with the only word "delicious" left on his face.

After eating half of it, Sun Bumian put it down silently.

"Why don't you eat anymore?" Chen Ling asked.

"Save some for tomorrow." Sun Bumian restrained his greed and tried to look away. "If we finish eating it today, there will be nothing left tomorrow..."

Chen Ling:......

There is no hurt without comparison. Seeing the cautious Sun Bumian in front of him, Chen Ling just felt that he had lived a miserable life.

There are no convenient high-speed trains or airplanes, no wide range of delicious food, no respected status as a "senior", not many traditional festivals, not to mention the noisy and lively atmosphere that he likes most. It is estimated that the restaurant may only be open a few times a year... Even the gold that had been accumulated for who knows how many lifetimes was stolen.

For Sun Bumian, this era may really be called the "worst era".

Chen Ling looked at him with sympathy, "Don't worry, I've told the kitchen staff that I'll make you a special portion of double-skin milk every day."

"!"

Sun Bumian stood up from his seat, grabbed Chen Ling's shoulders with both hands, and his eyes were red with emotion, "Hongxin, forgive me for not realizing before... It turns out that you are such a good person.

Don't worry, I, Sun Bu Mian, will always support you!!! We are brothers for life... no, forever!"

"...Okay, I get it, eat now."

Sun Bumian sat back in the chair and picked up the remaining half of the double skin milk and gobbled it up. After licking it until there was not a trace left, he burped with satisfaction.

Chen Ling looked around:

"It's been so long, haven't Spades and Clubs come back yet?"

"It's been more than half a year..." Sun Bumian counted on his fingers, "When he said he wanted to go to the depths of the Gray Realm to train, I thought he wouldn't be able to hold on for ten days... I didn't expect it to be half a year in a flash. It seems that after losing to you that time, he got serious."

"With Meihua here, as long as they don't face the destruction of the world, they shouldn't be in too much danger. But what about food?" After Chen Ling finished speaking, he realized something.

"I almost forgot... Clubs don't need to eat, and Spades won't die of starvation..."

Jiang Xiaohua's ability can perfectly block out Jian Changsheng's breath in the gray world. It can be regarded as a mobile safe house. With him around, Jian Changsheng can challenge any disaster at will. As long as he doesn't destroy the world, his life will basically not be in danger. So even if the two have not returned for half a year, Chen Ling and Sun Bumian will not be too worried.

However, the time they spent out this time was much longer than Chen Ling had imagined...

Chen Ling's mind once again reappeared the unwillingness and ruthlessness in Jian Changsheng's eyes after he lost to him at the Jiangtian Sect branch. Just as he said, he had only one purpose in coming to the Fusion Sect this time... that was to control the ancient murderous aura in his body and become stronger than Chen Ling.

Chen Ling was also very curious. After half a year of training in the Gray Realm, what would Jian Changsheng look like when he saw him next time?

buzzing-

Just as Chen Ling finished her meal and was about to leave, a slight tremor sounded from the cafeteria.

The tables and chairs began to creak, and all the fusion faction members stopped what they were doing and looked around blankly. Chen Ling frowned and looked outside the tree hole, only to find that it was not the cafeteria that was shaking, but the entire earth...

This vibration did not seem like an earthquake, but rather like a large number of animals migrating from the surrounding area, trampling on the earth and causing tremors and roars. Fortunately, it was not severe and the trees only shook slightly, causing no damage.

"...An earthquake?" Sun Bumian asked doubtfully, "There will also be earthquakes in the Gray Realm?"

"It's not an earthquake. It should be caused by a large-scale activity in a disaster territory."

"But there shouldn't be any disaster territories around the Fusion Faction..."

The vibration lasted for about a minute and finally disappeared. The children of the fusion faction also relaxed and continued to chat and eat, but occasionally they would look outside the tree hole, with a hint of worry in their eyes.

Chen Ling looked at the gray world outside, his eyes gradually becoming solemn.

"Just because there weren't any before doesn't mean there won't be any now." Chen Ling said in a deep voice, "Haven't you noticed? In recent times, these disasters have been happening more and more frequently..."

"After all, there are only less than five months left until the Red Star descends... these disasters should be panicking too, right?"

Chen Ling glanced at the ground not far away, hesitated for a moment, and slowly stood up:

"I'll go out and see."

……

Mother tree underground.

The intricate tree roots cling to the surroundings of the underground laboratory, and various culture dishes and instruments are neatly placed everywhere, clean and tidy.

At this time, Mr. Ye had taken off his shirt, put on a white coat and goggles, and was concentrating on dropping a drop of blood into a beaker, which was then stirred with various unknown liquids. On the laboratory table in front of him, more than a dozen arm-sized shadow centipedes were being kept in different devices, as if they were in deep sleep.

buzzing-

As a low roar sounded, the underground laboratory was also affected by the earthquake. All the equipment on the table began to tremble slightly. The originally sleeping shadow centipedes seemed to be awakened and began to crawl back and forth in the container restlessly.

Teacher Ye frowned, stopped what he was doing, and looked up...