My Mr. Monster

Han Song is like a god of war guarding that glimmer of light. He has not received any formal systematic teaching, but he can use various fighting methods that Xu Zhiyi cannot name, such as using the opponent's force to release the opponent's force.

Although those monsters have some brains, it is only a little. Han Song has taken advantage of his opportunism and decisiveness to the extreme, not missing any opportunity.

A monster pounced but missed. When it came to its senses, it covered its throat in disbelief. It seemed to want to say something, but then it struggled on the ground in pain, driven by instinct.

Han Song is very good at cutting throats and relieving force. This is the only way he can use his human body to fight these monsters. It is still difficult to kill these second-mutated monsters with bare hands.

Xu Zhiyi was stunned by what he saw, but when he finally reacted, he quickly stood up and rushed over to help. After all, there were too many monsters, and Han Song alone was far from enough.

Han Song glanced at Xu Zhiyi who suddenly appeared without saying anything, nor did he have time to care. He cleverly moved some space to make room for the other person. It was already good enough that he could relax a little more with one more person.

Xu Zhiyi's fighting style is more direct, pure hand-to-hand combat. Although it is strenuous, the effect is more obvious. When he gets close, he will elbow the opponent's throat and then kill him with a knife.

Perhaps because too many monsters died wave after wave, they began to retreat until everything returned to darkness. Xu Zhiyi was scratched several times, but Han Song was very careful and not injured, but his whole body was soaked with sweat.

"Are you okay..." Han Song looked at Xu Zhiyi tiredly. He felt a little embarrassed to ask a patient who had just woken up to help him.

"It's okay." Xu Zhiyi smiled, then came to his senses and said, "I won't be infected. I have antibodies."

The first time Xu Zhiyi came, he was bitten, but nothing happened. He was often injured afterwards, but nothing happened to him.

Han Song nodded when he heard this. He took Xu Zhiyi's arm and said, "I'll take care of you. The infection will cause a fever."

He still clearly remembered that Lu Xuan fell seriously ill just after being caught last time, which scared everyone to death.

Xu Zhiyi nodded and followed, his eyes constantly fixed on Han Song. It was the first time he had received care from anyone here, and Xu Weiwei, that idiot, would only kick someone when they were down.

Han Song led the man to the night light, while Bread stood guard nearby. He pulled out iodine and a bandage from his backpack. He couldn't handle the delicate details, so he simply stopped the bleeding, disinfected it, and bandaged it.

When Han Song was tying her tightly, Xu Zhiyi bared his teeth, frowned, and gasped in pain, "Brother, be gentle."

Han Song took a look and lost some strength. After they were done, both of them leaned against the edge somewhat powerlessly.

"Thank you..." Xu Zhiyi said.

Han Song nodded. "You are Lu Xuan's friend, so you are my friend. No need to thank me. This is what I should do. I owe Lu Xuan a lot."

"Are you very familiar with Lu Xuan?" Xu Zhiyi asked curiously. Now he really wanted to find some topics to chat with this person. He didn't like silence.

Han Song thought for a moment and nodded, "Ripe."

They are familiar with each other and often talk about their unhappiness, such as what they hate to eat and what they dislike.

"Then how did Wu Yang meet Lu Xuan?" This was what Xu Zhiyi was most curious about.

Han Song thought for a moment and said, "Wu Yang saved him..."

Xu Zhiyi seemed to understand something after hearing this. Combined with his understanding of Lu Xuan, everything seemed to make sense again. Even though he disliked Wu Yang very much, he couldn't say anything.

To save my life... How great it is to repay it with one's own body.

He looked at Han Song again. He smelled his soaked vest and frowned. It was too smelly. He really wanted to take a bath now...

"I know there's a pond nearby, it's quite clean, how about..." Xu Zhiyi hinted at something.

Hearing the pond, Han Song shook his head and said, "It's too late. Let's go check it out tomorrow..."

He was really scared by Lu Xuan's steamed bun. He always felt that there was something hidden in the bottomless pool. If a snake that big jumped out, he would be scared to death.

"This must be very uncomfortable."

"Just bear with it, you'll get used to it."

"Oh..." Xu Zhiyi shrank aside and looked at Han Song. Han Song seemed unwilling to talk. Anyway, he didn't talk much to him, and he wouldn't say anything unless he asked.

Xu Zhiyi felt uncomfortable being silenced again. He opened his mouth to say something, but Han Song had already closed his eyes and was drowsy, so he just closed his mouth.

If you sleep like this while wearing a vest, you might catch a cold. Xu Zhiyi took off his coat and put it on Han Song. Although the effect was not that great, it did help a little.

Han Song opened his eyes abruptly. His vigilance and murderous intent faded the moment he saw the coat and Xu Zhiyi. He asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Here's your coat." Xu Zhiyi said.

Han Song certainly knew that he was being given a coat, but why was he being given a coat?

"I don't need it. Just wear it yourself. Don't catch a cold or get a fever." Han Song took off the coat and returned it to Xu Zhiyi. "Besides, I'm very dirty now. It's not good to get it dirty."

The words Xu Zhiyi was about to say were stuck in his throat again. The person in front of him was really difficult to get along with. Although he was a nice person, he didn't give him any respect because they were not familiar with each other.

Helplessly, Xu Zhiyi had to put on his coat again. He stared at the night light, then glanced at Han Song inadvertently. His fair face looked particularly gentle under the warm light.

Like a Jade-faced Asura...

Neither of them slept that night, but neither of them spoke much. Even though Xu Zhiyi opened his heart and wanted to chat with Han Song, the guy in front of him was like a piece of ice. He wouldn't say anything unless you asked, and he wouldn't say anything unless you told him.

Until dawn, their conversation did not exceed ten sentences, and Han Song unilaterally ignored Xu Zhiyi.

Xu Zhiyi didn’t understand how Lu Xuan got involved with this kind of ice cube. Although he was very gentle, he was not easy to get along with at all.

After the two of them simply ate a few compressed biscuits, Xu Zhiyi suggested going to the pond to wash. Han Song did not refuse, but agreed very readily. He was really fed up with the feeling of being sticky and smelly all over, and every moment was extremely uncomfortable.

Xu Zhiyi led the way and walked for almost half an hour before finally reaching the so-called pond. It was in a place where sunlight could shine in. There were several large rocks around it, and the pond was located in the gap between the rocks.

It looked more like a spring of mountain spring water. Han Song had already piled all the luggage he brought with him aside, and then took off his clothes. He had no concept of mountain spring water.

By the time Xu Zhiyi reacted, Han Song had already taken off all his clothes and jumped in, splashing a huge splash. Then he emerged from the water and lifted up his drooping hair.

"Damn, so quick?" Xu Zhiyi wanted to buy Han Song a few sips...