What should I do if the seven veterans are revived at the same time?

Zhuo Lan found himself sitting up and fell asleep, and had a dream from a long time ago.

When he woke up, it was daylight, but the sun (on this planet) hadn't risen yet.The communicator next to it flickered, Zhuo Lan took it over and saw that it was Alex who was asking: [You fell asleep sitting up, are you feeling unwell? 】

Zhuo Lan smiled, glanced at the sleeping elf next to her, and quietly got out of bed.

He opened a bottle of red wine and went out to the balcony with the decanter, the whole bottle and glasses.Once the balcony door is closed, the people in the room can hardly hear the outside sound.

Alex said again: "If you are tired, you might as well continue to sleep now. Your work will start in the afternoon today."

"Forget it. I'm not really tired. I slept for no reason this time, and the dream was also strange." Zhuo Lan was wearing a bathrobe and sitting on a chair on the balcony, looking at the brightly lit film and television city not far away, Quietly, I don't know what I'm thinking.The wind at night is still very cool, blowing in the tall buildings.The golden hair of the blood race was disheveled, and he didn't pay much attention to it. He raked it casually and began to pour the wine.

Alex asked, "What did you dream about?"

"A long time ago." Zhuo Lan replied, "Hikalesh talked about the elves repairing the cracks, and I remembered some of the past."

"Related to the crack?" Alex said, "You sound like someone who experienced it."

Zhuo Lan took a sip of the red wine, with the lights of the city that never sleeps in his eyes: "Yes..."

Alex said, "That doesn't sound like a good memory."

"It's just because it's hard to simply distinguish between good and bad." Zhuo Lan said, "If it's just a day, a month, or a year, and you can say in general whether it's lucky or unlucky during this period, then if hundreds of years have passed Thousands of years? It’s hard to sum it up in one sentence, right?”

"You've been in that crack...you said it was the 'Demon Realm', has it been so long?" Alex said, "Would you mind sharing your miraculous experience?"

"I don't mind, but I'm too lazy to recall now." Zhuo Lan took another sip and said slowly, "However, I wondered before that person would think that I didn't show up for the appointment, suddenly disappeared, and went looking for me everywhere .Now that I think about it, since the elves know about this rift, they should also understand that the place where they met has been completely swallowed... So, you should guess that I have no choice."

This passage was nonsense, but Zhuo Lan didn't really want Alex to understand, he was speaking for himself.

Alex asked: "Then how did you come back?"

"This is another story." Zhuo Lan smiled, and looked at the wine in the glass against the light, "Alex, I have never been able to tell whether I am lucky or unlucky. I always seem to encounter Some unlucky things that others can't encounter, but they can save the day... I don't understand, whether the world wants me to live or not."

Alex suddenly asked: "Are you happy now?"

Zhuo Lan recalled a bad stalk hundreds of years ago: "My surname is not Fu, but my surname is Torredo. Oh, actually, I'm not very sure. My father said his surname was Torredo, but at the beginning, Torredo Many families say they don't know my father. So I don't dare to say that there is no doubt about my last name."

The "father" in the mouth of a blood race is of course not the one who provided half of the DNA to this body, but the one who gave the first generation of blood race the first embrace.

——The third generation of blood race, the generation with the power of gods in the legend.

——Actually, Zhuo Lan felt that the third-generation blood race hadn't reached the level of "god", but he didn't dare to say this, let alone his argument.

——Do you want to say to the blood race, "Actually, I seem to know a god"?Do not make jokes!

Alex said: "But Cecil and Ai Jia are descendants of your same race."

Otherwise, they would not feel the call from somewhere.

"...You are right. This proves that at least I used to be a member of a family—at least in blood." Zhuo Lan said cheerfully, "Very good, at least it shows that my father is not an orphan."

Alex asked, "Want to talk about your father?"

"Not yet." Zhuo Lan complained, "Alex, you look like a psychiatrist, do I look like someone who is about to jump off a building?"

"I just thought maybe you needed someone to talk to."

"Maybe, or maybe I just need someone to sit with me." Zhuo Lan said, "I shouldn't be lazy and not wear a helmet just because I've only been here for less than a week. Now I can't consciously log into the star network room and want to sit with you for a while." None."

Alex said: "Cecil may be willing to get up and stay with you for a while now."

Zhuo Lan finished drinking the wine in the glass, and smiled when she heard the words: "But I only dare to trust you completely, my dear."

Alex replied: "My pleasure."

Behind a glass door, Hikalesh was lying on the bed, motionless.

***

In the afternoon, Zhuo Lan went to work as usual.

He had to put on special effects makeup for a serious injury today. This makeup look is already very fast these days, but it took four to five 10 minutes.After the presentation, Zhuo Lan took a photo and sent it out as a tidbit of today's work.

[On a day when you were injured while moving bricks, everyone should pay attention to safety when moving bricks on the construction site! 】

In the photo, his head was covered with blood, his cheeks were also clotted with blood, his left eye was still swollen, and he looked very embarrassed.He took off half of his suit, and there was a huge gap on his arm, the flesh was opened, bloody and bloody, it was shocking to see.

Even though there was a reminder before the photo was clearly enlarged, many people were still taken aback.

[What happened to Zhuo Lan? ! ? ! ? ! 】

[Damn it! ! !Such a serious injury? ! 】

[What is moving bricks?How could it be like this? ? ? 】

It took a while before anyone started to realize that this was a joke.

[It's gone, Zhuo Lan should be at work, and the crew has changed his status. 】

【I checked!Moving bricks seems to be a joke hundreds of years ago, which means "go to work", it should be Zhuo Lan's special effects in filming! 】

[Photos like this ugly one are also posted, I am really not afraid of losing my face, hahahaha...]

Zhuo Lan came to the scene just like that, which also surprised Haru.Fortunately, this little rookie immediately realized that if Zhuo Lan was really injured, he would definitely be sent for treatment immediately, and it was impossible for him to hang around the scene like this.Haru felt relieved, but still leaned forward to observe, and asked, "Is this uncomfortable?"

"Normally, I don't feel much." Zhuo Lan thought of the special effects makeup before, not to mention four to five or 10 minutes, and it might not be completed in four to five hours. It feels like technological progress.Moreover, the current material is not as boring as before, and it is okay to paste, just get used to it.

Haru looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping nearby, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Lai would like to treat you to a light meal. Shall we go together after finishing work tonight?"

"Me?" Zhuo Lan raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure? Didn't you tell me to bring someone?"

"Ah? No." Haru said blankly, "He said he didn't do anything, just eat. If you are worried, you can bring an assistant."

Zhuo Lan sneered: "Bring an assistant..."

Cecil mocked from behind: "Dogs can't change eating shit."

Haru was a little embarrassed, so he pretended not to hear, and asked, "Are you going?"

"I won't go." Zhuo Lan sneered, "I really think I'm a sweet potato."

"Okay..." Haru showed a disappointed expression, "Actually, he is not bad, I thought you could become friends too..."

Cecil felt that the words were yin and yang, and he was about to speak up in the back, when Zhuo Lan said lightly: "You son of a bitch, don't be a pimp at a young age."

"What...?" Haru blushed at the blunt words of the blood race, he looked very angry and sad, staring at Zhuo Lan with black eyes, "How can you think so?!"

Zhuo Lan didn't want to answer him at all at the moment, and took the initiative to enter the venue to participate in the photometry.

It was difficult for Haru to chase in, and his emotions were choked in his throat.Cecil sneered at the side: "What kind of thing is Lai Shide, he can be called a 'good guy'? You're dying of laughter!"

After speaking, Cecil turned and left without waiting for Haru's reaction.

***

Zhuo Lan filmed for two hours in a row, and the crew had to change the scene so that they could take a longer rest.

He rested on a bench next to him, with Cecil beside him.At this time, a message happened to enter Cecil's communicator. Cecil saw it and immediately handed it to Zhuo Lan.

"Lai Shide's spaceship is already waiting outside, and the bodyguards are still hanging around my spaceship?" Zhuo Lan raised an eyebrow, "What is this for? Kidnap? There are minors on my spaceship!"

Cecil clicked his tongue: "Maybe he wants to wait for you to go out and block people face to face. He may feel that he will not hit the smiling face with his hand. If he comes to invite you in person, you will give him some face."

Zhuo Lan said with emotion: "Cecil, you have been with such a bastard for a while? How did you endure it?"

Cecil shrugged and said, "On the sidelines, people get money as fast as they are stupid, don't they?"

"...It's true, if you have money, you don't make money as a bastard." Zhuo Lan said, "However, he still uses this to deal with me. Does he think I'm just a silver-colored pewter?"

"He might think that you just have a blood status as a gimmick...?" Cecil thought for a while, "He probably thinks that you don't have any backing at all, otherwise you wouldn't just play such a small supporting role."

Zhuo Lan burst out laughing.

"Originally, I thought I would ignore him. If he dared to come to me, I would give him some fun." Zhuo Lan sighed, "But if he still thinks that I am a bluffing, helpless ancient, Then I have to take the initiative to trouble him."

Cecil asked, "What do you want?"

"Let's go out later, if he really comes to stop me, don't worry about it." Zhuo Lan paused, then said, "But if he asks you to go with him, then it's up to you. My suggestion is that you don't go, Let's see if he will let me go by the way, if he insists on taking me away, then I will give him a little surprise."

Cecil said: "No matter what you want to do, just don't kill him. If you must kill him, remember to create some evidence that he forced you. You are self-defense."

Zhuo Lan said happily, "Don't worry."

After speaking, Zhuo Lan clicked on his communicator.

There are several unread messages, one of which is Hening's: [Your makeup is quite real.But you've never had such a bad fight with me before, so I can't bear to see your face messed up. 】

Zhuo Lan typed back to him: [Lai Shide wants to take me away. 】

Twenty minutes later, He Ning, who had finished his gym instruction, picked up his communicator, and was shocked by Zhuo Lan's message.

Herning: [Who is Lai Shide? 】

[What are you going to do with me? ? ? 】

[Give me a location! 】