I'm a cannon fodder, but I'm actually a heartthrob

Walking out of Xing Mo's office, Rong Jin unexpectedly met Wen Zhimin.

Wen Zhimin was slightly surprised and asked, "What a coincidence, are you here to work now?"

"Well, be Xing Mo's assistant."

Wen Zhimin smiled gently and said, "Xing Mo needs to go out on a mission tomorrow. You can come here to be my assistant. I am also short of people."

Rong Jin suddenly remembered that he only knew the name of the person in front of him, but not his identity.

He can enter and exit Building 1 freely, and is probably the manager of the base.

Rong Jin became a little more reserved and said gently, "Okay, may I ask your identity, Mr. Wen?"

"My name is Wen Zhimin, the leader of the base," Wen Zhimin smiled, "I've been in the C City base for so long, Rong Jin still doesn't know the name of the base leader?"

Rong Jin blushed and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot where your office is. I will be there on time tomorrow."

He used the word "you", which made Wen Zhimin unhappy, so he corrected him, "Just talk like you did before, no need to be so polite, Rong Jin."

"Okay, Mr. Wen."

Wen Zhimin: "My office is on the sixth floor. There's a portrait of me posted outside. See you tomorrow."

Rong Jin said, "See you tomorrow, Mr. Wen."

On Monday, Rong Jin got up early and rushed to Wen Zhimin's office.

"Mr. Wen, is there anything I can help you with?"

Wen Zhimin put down the book in his hand and said, "Come with me now."

He took Rong Jin to the next laboratory and said, "I'm researching something and I need someone to cooperate with me. Rong Jin, are you willing?"

Rong Jin asked cautiously, "Cooperate with what?"

Wen Zhimin put his hand on an iron bed in the laboratory: "Kneel on it, I will observe something special."

Rong Jin said blankly: "Kneel, kneel on it?"

Wen Zhimin said, "Don't worry, it won't be tiring."

Rong Jin couldn't refuse, so he could only say, "Okay, how do you kneel?"

Wen Zhimin gestured to Rong Jin to lie on the bed, and Rong Jin did as he was told. With Wen Zhimin's help, he bent his legs and maintained the kneeling/lying position.

"Mr. Wen, is that so?" Rong Jin felt that this posture was particularly strange.

Wen Zhimin was standing behind him. Rong Jin could not see the dangerous light in his eyes, nor did he know how tempting this action was in his eyes.

Wen Zhimin took a deep breath and said, "Well, that's it, Rong Jin, don't move."

"Okay." Rong Jin lowered his head and controlled himself not to shake.

Wen Zhimin put on gloves, and the touch of gloves, which was colder than Rong Jin's skin, fell on the left side of his waist.

"Rong Jin, your skin is so white."

Rong Jin supported himself on the bed with his hands. His finger joints bent when he heard the words and a strange emotion spread in his heart.

"Rong Jin, lie down straight and don't move." Wen Zhimin reminded kindly.

After he finished speaking, he placed his hand on Rong Jin's belly and pinched it, then gradually moved his hand towards that sensitive area.

"Um...Mr. Wen, when will it end?"

Wen Zhimin looked at Rong Jin's trembling body and said with a curled lip, "It's almost there, Rong Jin, hold on a little longer."

His hands kept falling on Rong Jin's sensitive parts, causing Rong Jin to bite his lips tightly and restrain himself from making any sound.

Sleepiness suddenly came over Rong Jin, he blinked a few times, and then fell on the bed.

Wen Zhimin paused, "Rong Jin?"

The sleepy Rong Jin couldn't give him an answer.

Wen Zhimin walked to the front, stared at Rong Jin's sleeping face, and touched his forehead with his cold hands.

"Aren't you awake yet?"

Rong Jin didn't move.

Wen Zhimin frowned and bullied the sleeping boy even more excessively.

However, the boy sank quietly into his dream without any response.

Wen Zhimin became anxious and kept calling his name.

"Rong Jin, Rong Jin!"

"number 7."

"Rong Jin."

"number 7."

Rong Jin’s head was about to explode. Who was calling him all the time? It was so noisy!

"Number Seven," the strange voice sounded angry, "Are you disobeying my orders by not coming out?"

"Hmm? What's coming out?"

The strange voice continued, "I'll give you one last chance. If I don't see you before midnight today, you will bear the consequences."

Rong Jin couldn't hear clearly, and muttered: "Opportunity and consequence commit suicide in the early morning?"

It’s so strange, why would they commit suicide in the early morning?

The strange voice disappeared, replaced by Wen Zhimin's anxious cry: "Rong Jin, wake up!"

Rong Jin opened his eyes and asked in shock, "What's wrong?"

Wen Zhimin breathed a sigh of relief, "You suddenly fell asleep."

"It seems so," Rong Jin said, "I had a dream."

Wen Zhimin: "What dream?"

Rong Jin said: "I dreamed that Chance and Consequence wanted to commit suicide in the early morning."

Wen Zhimin asked doubtfully, "Opportunity? Who is the opportunity, and who is the consequence?"

"I do not know either."

Wen Zhimin temporarily suppressed his doubts and said, "Well, let's go back to the office."

Rong Jin got off the bed and asked, "Is it over?"

"Yeah." Wen Zhimin's original plan was not to go to this extent, but after experiencing the boy's coma, he was not in the mood to continue.

"Rong Jin, you can tell me anything, anything."

Wen Zhimin deliberately emphasized the last three words.

"It's 12 noon now."

The broadcast was so loud that it could be heard in Wen Zhimin's office.

Wen Zhimin put down the documents and said, "Rong Jin, stay in the office for lunch."

"Do not……"

"There's rabbit for lunch."

Rong Jin swallowed his saliva and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wen."

Since coming to the end of the world, he has never eaten a bite of meat.

In an era of scarce resources, it was already good enough to fill your stomach, let alone eat meat.

There would occasionally be meat in the cafeteria, but it would be gone in less than ten minutes, and Rong Jin couldn't beat them.

Wen Zhimin got his meal from the cafeteria. There was meat in the cafeteria at noon today, so he specially asked someone to wait there and snatched two servings.

The smell of rabbit meat made Rong Jin unable to walk.

Wen Zhimin placed the lunch box on the seat next to him and said, "Sit here, Rong Jin."

Rong Jin sat next to him, opened his lunch box and ate in silence.

too delicious!

Rong Jin stuffed a mouthful of rabbit meat into his mouth and thought happily that this was the most delicious meal he had ever eaten.

0517: [Are you sure? ]

Rong Jin added: "It's the most delicious meal I've ever had in the apocalypse."

Wen Zhimin was very busy in the afternoon, so he asked Rong Jin to rest on the sofa and call him if there was anything.

Rong Jin slept for the whole afternoon and finished his work for the day.

Rong Jin said in a trance: "Qiqi, what an easy job."

0517 looked at the gloomy sky and urged: "Go back quickly, it's going to rain soon."

Rong Jin quickened his pace to return to his residence.

The moment Rong Jin stepped into the room, heavy rain poured down.

Lin Yi and Su Chao returned to their rooms one after another and were not wet by the rain.

The only person affected was the man in black who was waiting outside the base in City C. He was soaked and hid in a women's clothing store in a panic.

It was uncomfortable to wear wet clothes, so the man changed into clothes from the women's clothing store with a grim look on his face.

There were only some skirts left in the women's clothing store. I couldn't even find a pair of pants or a short-sleeved shirt, and the clothes were all in small sizes.

The man looked out of place in a black dress, but he had no other choice as he couldn't be naked.

After midnight, the man gritted his teeth and said, "Number 7, you are doing very well."