My Mr. Monster

"You have pretty good endurance." Wu Yang couldn't help but show admiration as he looked at Lu Xuan squatting in horse stance. He originally thought that Lu Xuan would not be able to hold on for long, but he actually had such strong endurance.

Lu Xuan was too tired to reply. He had never thought that squatting could be so tiring. He had never known what it felt like to be punished when studying before, but now that this had happened, he knew exactly what it felt like.

His thighs seemed to have lost all feeling, but Wu Yang suddenly patted his back and said, "Stand up straight."

This was the last straw that broke Lu Xuan's persistence. He sat down on the ground with sweat all over his forehead, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

"That's right, let's take a break and continue. The lower body must be strong." Wu Yang said as he took out a piece of chocolate from Lu Xuan's pocket, peeled it and put it in his mouth.

"I feel like I can't go on...my leg seems to be broken." Lu Xuan rubbed his thigh, his muscles felt like they were about to die.

"This is just the simplest part. You don't have the basic skills, nor the physical fitness like me," Wu Yang said. "Do you really expect me to always protect you? If I'm not around, will you just accept your fate?"

"I understand..." Lu Xuan took a deep breath, took out a bottle of mineral water from his backpack and took a big sip, "I'll continue later..."

"That's right." Wu Yang looked at Lu Xuan with a smile on his face and whispered, "Finally, we have some fun."

"What did you say?" Lu Xuan looked up at Wu Yang, his face full of confusion.

"Nothing." Wu Yang walked to the window and leaned against it casually.

Lu Xuan didn't ask any more questions, but tried his best to steady his shaking legs, which were numb and trembling, and vaguely seemed to be about to cramp.

Damn it, was he really that weak? Wu Yang had clearly been imitating him just now, so why was he standing there like a stone, even teasing him?

Lu Xuan looked at Wu Yang with resentment, looking at the chest muscles and faintly visible muscles wrapped under the tight vest, it seemed that it suddenly made sense.

People are different, Lu Xuan brainwashed himself.

"Ok, the break is over." Wu Yang said.

Lu Xuan was shocked. "No, it's only been a few minutes? I haven't even taken a breath yet!"

"I said I've had a good rest." Wu Yang stared at Lu Xuan with a wolf-like gaze. "We don't have the weapons you have over here, and we don't have firepower coverage. You'll have to rely on your body to fight your way out."

"Rest for another five minutes!" Lu Xuan said, "You can't do this right from the start. You'll die!"

Wu Yang thought carefully and finally agreed reluctantly: "Okay, five minutes, I'll remember it."

Lu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and took advantage of the five minutes to rub his poor legs.

After Wu Yang's torture, it became a problem for Lu Xuan to go back. The sky gradually darkened and the snow began to fall again. Lu Xuan kept sighing helplessly by the wall.

"I feel like both of my legs are broken." Lu Xuan said while enduring the pain.

"I'll carry you back." Wu Yang squatted down and rubbed Lu Xuan. Lu Xuan screamed, but he still pinched him regardless.

"You're going to die!" Lu Xuan almost fainted from the pain.

"Okay, do you want me to carry you back or carry you back?" Wu Yang stood up and looked down at Lu Xuan.

"Carry him back." Lu Xuan said awkwardly. It would be too disturbing to carry him back, and Han Song might think something happened if he didn't know.

"Okay." Wu Yang said indifferently. Lu Xuan's weight was effortless for him.

"Then why don't you squat down a little and help me get my backpack." Lu Xuan said, pointing at the bag.

Wu Yang put on his clothes and took the backpack. He also took the hat and put it on Lu Xuan's head. He put the backpack on Lu Xuan's back and squatted down as required. Lu Xuan climbed onto his back reluctantly, but after struggling for a long time, he still couldn't get on.

Wu Yang impatiently lifted Lu Xuan's buttocks and pulled it up, and found a comfortable position in an instant.

Although Lu Xuan felt a little awkward, he didn't dare to complain. This was the first time he'd been carried on someone's back. When he was little, his grandparents always carried him. Perhaps he was truly tired. He dropped his head against Wu Yang's sturdy back and closed his eyes, falling asleep. His breaths were long and even, and the heat of his breath rhythmically hit Wu Yang's neck.

Wu Yang carried him downstairs and onto the snow. As soon as he got downstairs, he saw several monsters. But as soon as he glanced at them, the white-haired monsters shrank and retreated into the shadows.

"Lu Xuan." Wu Yang called out softly, but the person on his back did not respond to him, only snoring softly.

Wu Yang sighed and thought that Lu Xuan was really careless. Wasn’t he afraid that he would leave him in the snow?

Monsters kept their distance from Wu Yang along the way. When he was near the base, he saw a familiar yet extremely annoying figure. Behind Song Li was Jiang Ping'an, who had social anxiety. She had two daggers in her hands and walked towards Wu Yang with interest when she saw him.

"Wow, you care about Brother Lu so much that you even carried him back." Song Li teased.

"Go away, he fell asleep. He is very tired today." Wu Yang glared at Song Li unhappily.

Song Li was stunned. Tired? What does that mean?

"What did he do?" Song Li followed Wu Yang curiously. "Why is he so exhausted?"

"Go away and do your patrol. Don't bother me." Wu Yang was so angry that he wanted to kick this troublemaker away. He liked to trip him up whenever he had nothing to do.

Watching Wu Yang speed up and disappear in front of him, Song Li narrowed his eyes and felt that something was not right. He looked at Jiang Pingan and said, "Turn on the flashlight and help me clean up these white-haired beasts here."

Jiang Ping'an nodded timidly. He didn't dare to disobey his sister's words at all. If he was not careful, he would be scolded and beaten... She was obviously a girl, but she was so fierce in the fight.

The first thing the two did when they met was that Song Li challenged him, and then they started fighting for no apparent reason. He was knocked down instantly at the beginning, holding his stomach in pain and almost vomiting bile.

If you don't obey, you will be beaten. If you don't do it well, you will be beaten... Jiang Ping'an turned on the flashlight and followed Song Li. He only needed to endure for two more hours before he could take a break.

When Wu Yang went upstairs, he saw Han Song again. Han Song was startled to see Lu Xuan lying on Wu Yang's back. He ran over and asked, "What's wrong with him? Is he injured?"

Wu Yang almost rolled his eyes when he heard this. He thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he was too weak. He just stretched his arms and legs a little bit and this happened."

"Ah?" Han Song stared at Wu Yang with wide eyes, then looked at the sleeping Lu Xuan. In just a moment, a thousand thoughts came to his mind. He thought about Lu Xuan's thoughts and Wu Yang's unreasonable "partiality".

"You won't let him..." Han Song swallowed, his face full of shock. He didn't believe the result in his mind.

"What the hell? He asked me to train him, but he almost lost his temper after just a few basic moves." Wu Yang complained speechlessly, glancing at Lu Xuan with disdain. "Maybe he was too tired and fell asleep. I had to carry him all the way back."

Han Song breathed a sigh of relief, "I was so scared, I thought you knocked him out."

Wu Yang was speechless. How could he possibly hit this guy? Han Song was simply asking for a beating.