Chapter 122: When Miss Green Tea became the love group controller(16)
The scorching sun was particularly ferocious, and even though she was wearing a hat, Cecia still felt the heat wave coming from the gravel that almost cooked her.
Today, she was wearing shorts and a rainbow-colored camisole, a straw hat that shaded her face and was very summery, with light sweat-proof makeup, and a light satchel around her waist that contains anti-perspirant spray and fragrance.
Cecia has a lot of experience going out with her male partners, so she doesn't want to sweat and get in close contact with those sentries in that condition.
However, today her two partners are Sean and Phoenix, and it is very difficult to "Get in touch".
And Cecia could not forget the actions of these two men this morning—
They actually abstained from the competition when she was waiting for them like a fool with a life vest in her hand.
Even if she knew that changing to any female guest other than Testai would be the end, she still felt her ego bruised
In addition to being depressed, Cecia's desire for revenge became stronger.
She wants to seduce these sentinels who see no other women in their eyes, and then abandon them.
As the "Ex-Sea King", her mind turned very quickly—
When she was halfway, she glanced at the rubble under her feet and kicked it with her teeth.
"Ah!" She let out a painful cry, and she fell to the sand.
The two men who were hurrying silently in front stopped their steps and looked back in confusion.
"It hurts..." Cecia lowered her head in an embarrassed posture, put her hands on her ankles, and complained aggrievedly to the sentries, "Don't go so fast, I've been injured."
Sentinels are highly perceptive, including about human emotions.
Phoenix frowned first, the woman's voice was too deliberate, and he was a little suspicious.
Sean's impatience became even more obvious. He didn't even care whether Cecia really fell or flopped, and only asked, "Can you still go?"
Cecia thought he was caring for her, she felt proud, and her face was still forbearance: "I'll try..." She stood up and fell to the ground again before she could go out.
"It hurts - I can't seem to move..."
The barrage in the live broadcast room was also boiling at this time:
[Young lady is so pitiful, what do these two sentinels mean?]
[Hurry up and pull her over [angry] Boys can't be so unpretentious!]
[I remember that Phoenix and Sean both like the fourth female. If the female one can't leave now, who will carry her?]
Looking at the "immobile" Cecia, Sean and Phoenix looked at each other.
"In that case... use yours."
"Trouble."
The two exchanged a few words in a vague way, and soon, Phoenix turned and left.
Cecia was taken aback.
Immediately, she saw Sean's fingers move slightly, and then she seemed to be caught by some invisible thread, and then her feet walked up by themselves.
"!!" She opened her mouth silently, what the fuck is this?
"Seeing that you can still stand up, you probably didn't twist your bones, let's go." Sean ignored her screams and questions, turned around and quickened his pace.
And Cecia, who was dragged forward like a puppet and lost control of her body: …Damn, it's okay if they don't carry her, but can't they at least treat her like a human being?
The barrage was also stunned: [Sean is crazy, does he think he is escorting prisoners?]
[Can I say that these two sentinels are big hooves?]
[Normal men should take this opportunity to comfort Miss, even if they don't like it, they shouldn't be so indifferent.]
[Am I the only one who thinks this ability is terrible? Why do people become marionettes?]
But the explosion of public opinion, and Cecia, who pretended to be wronged at first, and was really wronged at the back, failed to slow down the speed of the front two sentries.
After entering the ruins, her body was covered with sand, and Cecia, who shouted in a woeful way to let Sean release her control, finally collapsed: "Make your disgusting ability to stop... My feet are already healed."
"It's pretty fast." Sean glanced at her, and with a flick of his finger, Cecia's invisible sense of control disappeared.
Cecia blushed, glared at him, and took two steps forward: "Don't you think it's too much for you to treat me like this?"
Sean sighed: "Then you lie and waste our time exploring, isn't it too much?"
Cecia:"I didn't…"
However, the other party ignored her.
Both he and the red-haired man walked straight towards the secret passage that was already open.
Cecia, who was at the back, couldn't help but wonder, how would they would react if she was replaced by that eldest lady?
Will they continue to give her cold response?
While she was thinking about it, a similar situation happened to the trio on the other side.
According to the program regulations, seaside fishing is prohibited, so there is only hunting in the jungle.
Christian inspected the trap that Sean had left before and found that there was a fluffy little gray rabbit inside.
Bi Ming called it softly beside him: "Lilith!"
Christian looked sideways and raised his eyebrows narrowly: "This is one of our dinners, are you sure you want to call it that?"
Bi Ming frowned: "I'll just say it casually."
Arnold, who was measuring the location of the water source and the beast's work and rest time, came over: "The wild deer is coming, you better hide first, or you will scare it away."
Bi Ming looked up at the silver-haired man. Today, the other party lightly tied his long hair with ribbons as usual, and wore a decent dark green shirt. He didn't look like he was hunting, but more like a scholar who came to the woods to relax.
"How did you calculate the time? Is it accurate?" the blond girl asked him in a low voice, seemingly curious.
Arnold pointed to the shallow animal paw prints nearby: "The soil is wet here, and passing beasts are easy to make marks, and the hoof prints of wild deer are very recognizable, according to how deep they are and how fast the soil dries in this weather, you can calculate the time it takes for the wild deer to go back and forth... Of course, other animals are also fine, such as wild boars. According to their nocturnal habits, they would normally not come out during this time period, but Sean caught it yesterday evening, indicating that there must be a source of water around here, because they like water…”
"Wow." Bi Ming looked at the messy animal footprints on the ground and wondered how she could tell them apart, but her mouth still praised honestly, "You know a lot."
Arnold's cold eyebrows moved slightly: "Nothing, just a little understanding."
Christian smiled lightly beside them: "Although he couldn't calculate the location of the ruins, the doctor's wisdom is still the most precious treasure of the Federation."
Bi Ming glanced back at him, always feeling that the other party was a little weird.
Arnold also heard it. He didn't say much, but replied lightly: "The magnetic field of this island is disordered, and there are a lot of traces of transformation. Conventional calculations does not work here."
"What's the meaning?"
"Shh."
Bi Ming and Christian spoke at the same time, but one questioned and the other pointed to the golden ball behind them.
Arnold naturally didn't talk much, just told them to hide quickly because the animals were coming.
Bi Ming hid behind the tree trunk suspiciously. Christian wanted to come over to accompany her, but she forcibly pushed him away: "You are so big, what if the beast finds you and bumps into you?"
Christian reminded her: "I just want to protect you. I'm too far away from you to use my abilities."
"Come on," the eldest lady raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm afraid you've ruined our dinner."
"Why haven't you guessed my ability yet?" Christian thought her vigilant look was a bit funny, but he obeyed her and walked away. "I already reminded you."
"We'll talk about it later." Bi Ming stopped her mouth, because Arnold had given them a warning look.
Not long after, a beautiful wild deer jumped towards the trap.
Bi Ming’s hand clawed at the tree trunk, she stuck out a small head and looked out, holding the insect repellent spray in her hand. She borrowed it from Nina specially today, and the effect is alright, but it doesn't last for a long time.
Just when the elk stepped on the trap and exclaimed—
"Hey!" Bi Ming suddenly exclaimed, and squatted on the ground with a pale face.
The next second, she heard a rustling voice beside her, and then came Christian's voice, a little less elegant than usual, a little more hasty, and even embarrassed.
"What's the matter?" He grabbed her hand covering his calf, and saw a dark purple bite mark on the snow-white skin, with a trace of blood seeping from it, looking extremely miserable.
"Yes, there are insects biting me..." The eldest lady's voice trembled in pain. She felt her teeth were chattering, and her whole body seemed to be paralyzed and stiff. "It hurts... Chris..."
The usually aloof, reserved and elegant girl suddenly turned into a pitiful, fragile, shivering appearance. The combination of the strong contrast and the little milky sound she made unconsciously because of the pain made the man's heart tighten.
Christian took the person into his arms, quickly tore off the corners of his clothes with his fingers, and tied her calves and knees tightly to prevent the spread of the toxins, and reassured: "It's okay, what kind of bugs can you describe it??"
"I didn't see it, but it hurts... Chris," she leaned in his arms, whimpering aggrieved and scared, "Am I going to die?"
Christian looked at her trembling eyelashes and misty blue wet eyes, and felt infinite pity in his heart, but her pain could not be relieved for a while, so she could only hold someone to comfort her while preparing to contact the medical team of the show team.
Arnold also rushed over at this time, with a stiff tone: "Show me her wound."
Christian hugged the girl and made way for him: "I have done emergency treatment, but the toxin has entered her blood, and I can't use my ability to help her 'pump' it out. Take a look, this kind of poison is serious ?"
The silver-haired man frowned and touched the purple wound on her foot with his fingers.
Christian also felt that the girl in his arms was crying softly in pain, and her breath was getting weaker and weaker. He could only grab the golden ball and want to find the program team to send the medical staff over.
"It's too late, this neurotoxin spreads very quickly." Arnold stopped him, "I'll come back, hold her, it might hurt a little later."
Christian looked at the silver-haired man in front of him. He had heard rumors that the other party was invulnerable to all poisons, which seemed to be related to the ability of his giant anaconda...
Soon, Arnold released his spirit beast that had been sleepy for a long time.
The huge anaconda raised its head and let out a pleasing neigh, as if rejoicing at seeing the sun again.
Christie was vigilant: "You're willing to keep it off for so long."
Arnold didn't speak, just picked up the girl's calf and took out a small tube of reagents from his pocket.
The white dove beside Bi Ming also slumped to the ground weakly, the dove looked at the huge and terrifying snake that had been staring at him, and let out a weak "coo".
The anaconda approached it, but did not open its mouth this time. It has been taught by the master to become a lot more obedient, and the fierceness trained in the laboratory has degraded a little.
"Hiss—" It resisted its greed, and hit the poor little pigeon on the ground with the snake's head, and was called back by its owner.
Christian put his arms around Bi Ming's upper body and let her stick to his arms, watching Arnold sprinkle the disinfectant from his test tube on Bi Ming's wound.
"Hmm..." The eldest groaned in pain, with natural tears oozing from the corners of her eyes, and let the man holding her pat her on the back to comfort her.
Arnold clenched her legs to prevent her from struggling, and then his spirit beast swam over and opened his mouth, revealing snow-white "fangs"—
"Don't!" Out of the corner of the girl's eyes, she saw that the snake was about to bite her, and she was so frightened that she kicked her legs desperately.
In a struggling state, she didn't care how much her writhing would cause to Christian, who was holding her, and Arnold, who was already holding her calf.
Christian spurned for a second that he was in such a situation, and was still stiff from the friction of the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms.
And when Arnold was shaking her calf, he found that her skirt was almost sliding up to her knees - no matter how indifferent he was, he was still a normal male, he could only sigh at this moment and help her pull up the long skirt go down a bit, covering the large white snow on her thighs.
"I don't want... woo..." No matter how intense her movements were, for the Sentinels, it was ultimately limited.
The two men calmed down for a moment.
"It's okay, that's Arnold's snake, to detoxify you." Christian had to lower his head and whisper in her ear.
