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The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (Chapter 103)

The next day, Song Ning overslept, which was unusual for him. He had planned to get up early with Lance, but he slept until it was almost eight o'clock when he woke up groggily.

The newly made curtains let in a sliver of the early morning sun. The winter light wasn't too strong, so he grabbed a piece of fabric to shield his eyes and asked groggily.

"When is it?"

The kitchen curtain was pulled open, and Lance came out carrying two breakfasts.

"You're awake? Wash up and come eat. The timing is perfect. We still need to go see Farm Number One later, remember?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Ning's eyes widened in surprise.

Farm One, today!

"Boom."

He tumbled and fell straight to the floor.

Lance put down the roasted potatoes and mutton soup he was holding, rushed over, half-squatted on the ground, picked him up, and looked very nervous.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

The spot on his forehead where he had bumped it was burning and stinging, but Song Ning didn't have time to care about it. He lifted his head from Lance's arms and asked, "What time is it now?"

It's already bright outside, and the sunlight is streaming in!

"It's just dawn, no need to rush."

Lance then realized why Song Ning had fallen. He said helplessly, and scooped her up and carried her to the kitchen.

"Go wash up first, then we can grab something to eat and leave right away. We'll have plenty of time."

After washing up and eating roasted potatoes with mutton soup, Song Ning felt warm inside, dressed warmly, and went out with Lance.

Stepping outside, the cold wind whipped at his face, which helped Song Ning sober up a bit.

His hand was held in Lance's palm, and he could feel the warmth emanating from Lance's hand even through his gloves.

Last night, it was the intense heat that made him drowsy three times. In the end, he only remembered offering his thighs before he became dizzy and fell asleep immediately.

If it weren't for this, he definitely wouldn't have overslept today.

Muttering to herself, Song Ning's cheeks flushed red, but she dared not utter a word of complaint.

It takes two to tango, and since he and Lance are dating, it's understandable that this would happen. There's no need to blame Lance.

He didn't want to do that either.

As she walked, Song Ning couldn't help but look at both sides of the road.

Compared to the desolate area when they first settled on the outskirts, there are now significantly more people on the outskirts.

The road had become much more solid after being trampled on repeatedly. Along the way, they even encountered several survivors, and could see smoke rising from several houses.

The survivors living inside were clearly preparing a meal for themselves.

Song Ning couldn't help but squeeze Lance's hand, feeling somewhat emotional.

"I feel like I'm dreaming ever since I met you. I don't have to live the hard life I used to live, and life is becoming more and more hopeful."

This hope comes not only from being with Lance, but also from the changes in the base.

Lance held his hand and put it in his pocket to warm it, turning his head to look at him with tender eyes.

"Things will get better, and you should be happy every day."

That's what he wanted to see most.

His gaze made her cheeks burn even hotter, and Song Ning nodded incoherently behind her scarf.

"I will try my best, and so will you."

The weather was exceptionally clear today, and they made their way to the location of Farm Number One.

There were fewer people here than on their side, and their travel permits needed to be checked when they arrived. Fortunately, the small card was very useful, and they were able to reach their destination without any problems.

"This is Farm Number One. This is the key. Please keep it with you at all times. If you lose it, you need to report it to the security guard immediately."

The gatekeeper took back their small cubes and then handed them a more delicate little cube.

The moment Song Ning took it, it felt smooth and slightly cool to the touch. The front was engraved with the four large characters "Farm No. 1", and the other side was engraved with the words "Hope Base". The middle was slightly concave, with a crystal core fragment the size of a fingernail embedded inside.

This felt somewhat novel to him.

"What is the purpose of this crystal core fragment?"

Song Ning tried swiping the key card close to the recognition system by the door.

"beep."

The tightly closed door was opened, and Song Ning was a little shocked.

Although he didn't know how the base was researched and couldn't figure out the specific principles, it even looked a bit like a pre-apocalyptic high-tech building.

"I really don't know whose masterpiece this is, or maybe it's Dr. Liao again? Whoever it is, the big shots in the base are all too amazing and too hardworking. It feels like they're researching these useful things day and night. I really admire them."

Song Ning clicked her tongue in praise, expressing her heartfelt admiration.

He genuinely admired them, after all, he had truly benefited from them.

"It's really awesome."

Lance nodded in agreement. He could tell how the key card was made. He guessed that Dr. Liao was the one who came up with the idea, since this thing was related to the Crystal Core series and the basic principles were pretty much the same.

However, the fact that the base could develop such a system and then hand it over to them, these 'outsiders,' made him think more highly of the base's leaders.

After trying the key card a few more times to open the door, Song Ning was as happy as a child for a while before remembering her purpose for today.

He turned his head a little embarrassed, but Lance was still standing beside him. His gaze on him showed no impatience, but was full of tolerance and doting.

Song Ning blushed, and her heart began to pound uncontrollably.

He stared into Lance's eyes for a full five seconds before reaching out to pinch his burning ear, his voice not loud, as if he were being coquettish.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Why don't you stop me and let me mess around here?"

They're clearly not children anymore, yet they still do such childish things.

But Lance didn't try to persuade or console him at all.

Why am I pulling you along?

Lance reached out and brushed the snowflakes off his hat for him, his voice sounding completely natural.

"If you're so happy and enjoy playing, then play more. It's still early, a little bit won't make a difference. Go ahead and play."

Song Ning's heart pounded because of these doting words. He deliberately asked, "Don't you think I'm acting a little too childish and immature?"

Lance shook his head, thought for a moment, and then said something.

"You will always have the freedom to be a child in front of me."