Apocalypse: I rescued the big boss with millions of supplies

Chapter 85

"They went out?" Long Yangyang had just teleported back to her room when a deep voice suddenly echoed in the dark room.

"Ah!" Long Yangyang was so startled that she almost screamed. After realizing that it was a familiar voice, she quickly covered her mouth.

In the middle of the night, if someone were to make a sound, given the hearing of someone with superpowers, who knows who might be summoned.

"Brother Fu, you scared me to death!" Long Yangyang patted her chest, still shaken.

"Wait, isn't this my room? What are you doing here?" Long Yangyang took a step back. In the dead of night, alone with a man, Long Yangyang looked at Fu Muyu with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

→_→ When I completely forgot about the journey, I always rested in the same room as Fu Muyu.

Fu Muyu looked at Long Yangyang's wide almond-shaped eyes, her face showing a mixture of wariness and embarrassment. His anger at discovering that Long Yangyang had gone out alone in the middle of the night instantly subsided.

Upon realizing that Long Yangyang was unharmed, Fu Muyu's irritation vanished instantly.

God knows how worried he was when he learned that Long Yangyang had gone out alone.

"Shi Qing said that your presence suddenly disappeared from the room." Fu Muyu walked to Long Yangyang's side, his deep, captivating eyes, as dark as the night sky, fixed on her.

"I'm very worried about you." His eyes were full of unreserved concern.

"I...I'm fine. I'm strong and know my limits. I won't hurt myself." The sight of his stunningly beautiful face so close to her made Long Yangyang's heart tighten, and she spoke somewhat awkwardly.

"What did you bring back? Why does it smell like blood?"

"Oh dear, I had completely forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it." With Fu Muyu's reminder, Long Yangyang finally remembered her stolen trophy—the mythical beast Kunpeng.

"A level seven beast, severely injured. See if you can form a contract with it."

I brought Kunpeng back specifically to see if Fu Muyu could tame it. If not, I'd better send Kunpeng away as soon as possible.

Fu Muyu lowered his head and then noticed that the room behind Long Yangyang was filled with a huge creature. There were only two rooms on the third floor of the villa, one for himself and one for Long Yangyang.

Long Yangyang's bedroom, excluding the bathroom, is about 120 square meters. With such a large mutated beast, and it being seriously injured, Yangyang's bedroom will probably need to be renovated tomorrow.

Fu Muyu tried to form a contract with the mutated beast. Judging from the fact that the beast was really seriously injured, Fu Muyu quickly succeeded in forming a contract. This... what is this?

Upon sensing the information relayed by the contract, Fu Muyu exclaimed in surprise, "Kunpeng?!!"

Long Yangyang looked at Fu Muyu's surprised expression with a smile. It was truly rare. Since the two had met, Fu Muyu had always been resourceful and seemed capable of solving any problem. She had thought that he would remain calm no matter what happened.

"Should we put it away first?"

Fu Muyu learned about Kunpeng's condition through the contract and directly put it into the Beast Taming Space, allowing it to repair itself.

Fu Muyu rubbed his slightly aching eyes. It seemed he couldn't contract with any alien beasts for the time being.

"Brother Fu, what's wrong?" Long Yangyang noticed Fu Muyu's discomfort and asked with concern. Wasn't the contract going very smoothly just now?

"I have a bit of a headache. It must be because I have too many contracted beasts," Fu Muyu replied. The beast taming space of a beast tamer is related to the mental power of an ability user. He felt that his mental power was saturated and he could no longer contract mutated beasts. These pains were probably a reminder.

"It must be that the contracted beast is too powerful, and the beast tamer's beast space can't handle it," Xiao Fei said. Merfolk and Kunpeng are both divine beasts, and although Silver Candle is not a divine beast, it also shows signs of reversion to its ancestral form. Their level is higher than that of the beast tamer.

"Speaking of which, Fu Muyu's ability to contract with so many beasts of higher level than himself is quite remarkable."

"Brother Fu, do you want to go back to your room and rest?" Long Yangyang noticed the fatigue in Fu Muyu's eyes, clearly indicating that Fu Muyu's power as a contracted Kunpeng had been greatly depleted.

Fu Muyu nodded.

Seeing that Fu Muyu agreed, Long Yangyang, still worried, took Fu Muyu's arm and said, "Brother Fu, I'll take you back."

Fu Muyu wasn't as weak as Long Yangyang thought. Sensing the fresh fragrance emanating from Long Yangyang, Fu Muyu's eyes darkened. "Thank you for your trouble, Yangyang."

The next day.

Long Yangyang woke up late because she went out last night. (Although she doesn't usually wake up early.)

Stepping into the kitchen, Long Yangyang realized that everyone except Fu Muyu was looking at her with strange eyes.

"What's wrong? Is my face not clean?"

Qiu Ling was still a child and very curious. She couldn't keep anything from people she knew, so she asked, "Sister Long, were you fighting in your room last night? Everything in your room is broken."

The bed collapsed, and the place was a complete mess.

Long Yangyang blinked in confusion. After she sent Brother Fu home last night, Fu Muyu gave her his bed and slept on the sofa instead of going back to his own room.

Everything in her room is broken? What the heck? And why is she fighting in her own room for no reason?

"Yangyang, didn't you bring Kunpeng back when you teleported last night? So your room is probably destroyed," Xiaofei reminded her.

"Oh dear," Long Yangyang exclaimed suddenly, "my room."

Long Yangyang rushed up to the third floor, pushed open the door, and saw the bedroom in a mess. She was on the verge of tears. Her room, so beautiful, she hadn't even stayed there all night.

The chandelier was shattered, the sofa and furniture were all broken into pieces and scattered all over the floor, and the clothes in the wardrobe were torn and tattered and spread on the floor, as if the house had been robbed.

Fu Muyu followed Long Yangyang upstairs, and sure enough, just as he had guessed, it was a terrible sight.

"Yangyang, you can't stay in your room for now. Let's eat first, and then we'll clean up."

Long Yangyang walked back to the kitchen dejectedly, sobbing. Even the delicious food prepared by the Pao family father and son couldn't soothe her grief over losing the luxurious room.

"Yangyang, the drainage project at the base is basically finished today, and the shops in the commercial area have reopened. Let's go shopping after we finish eating and see if there's any furniture you like."

Bai Zhi suggested that Yangyang's room had become like that, but Long Yangyang didn't answer, so they didn't continue the conversation.

"Okay." Long Yangyang nodded, silently comforting herself. Out with the old, in with the new. She had plenty of points and wasn't short of money.

"Boss, haven't your family and friends returned from their mission yet?" Yun Cangshu asked, changing the subject when he saw Long Yangyang's dejected mood.

"No." Fu Muyu learned from Long Ye that Fu Muheng and his team's mission was to go to the yacht club in the southern suburbs of the former Qingdu Haidian District to collect yachts.

You can collect gasoline along the way.

"The roads are flooded by rain, and it may take a while longer."