Back to the Apocalypse

Chapter 77

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To utilize the two large empty fields within the prison, Xiao Sa ordered a team of 500 people to go and collect steel and cement in order to build fifty apartment buildings. At present, there were too many people in the base, and they were almost short on housing. It was no problem to crowd people together for now, but the base would definitely continue to expand in the future. Leaving the land empty did not make sense; the army could use the smaller fields to train. Now that the base was stable, it was necessary for them to plan for the future. The two fields were a substantial distance away from each other. One would be for their internal personnel while the other would be for residents who were seeking to settle at Jing Sa City.

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"What are you doing?" When Bai Jing woke up, he was full of joy. His abilities were filled up to the brim, and a breakthrough rank two was just around the corner. He had just emerged from his meditative state when he saw Xiao Sa looking at him with eyes full of grievance. He was a little shocked – he hadn't mistaken him for someone else, right?

Xiao Sa's expression froze, and his heart was filled with chagrin. He had been lost in thought just now. How did he manage to get found out by Little Jing? His image! He hurriedly put on a slight smile and said, "You're awake. Are you hungry? I can have people go make something to eat."

Bai Jing was very calm and unconcerned about his topic change. Xiao Sa had changed too much compared to how he had been in his previous life. Ever since they had first met again in this life, he had been constantly adapting to Xiao Sa's various states and would always looking out for him. How much suffering had he experienced in his previous life for this man to genuinely become the same on the outside and inside, with a heart like steel, as cold as an icy mountain, and a facial expression that looked like frost that would never be melted in tens of thousands of years? Bai Jing really liked this change. This version of Xiao Sa was much more vivid in his eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Sa's expression was dark and his tone sour. Whenever Bai Jing thought deeply, he always had an impression that Little Jing seemed to be seeing someone else through him.

"Thinking about you." Bai Jing smiled softly. He was very certain that he liked Xiao Sa. If Xiao Sa had been an obsession he was unable to give up in his last life, then in this life, he loved him.

Xiao Sa was easy to please and immediately became happy. No trace of his usual solemn look could be seen as he gently slid his arms around Bai Jing. He was in a good mood and would naturally be more daring. His large hands were not so well behaved as they explored everywhere, his lips brushing softly over the tips of Bai Jing's ears. He had already discovered from their previous intimate encounters that Little Jing's ears were very sensitive.

Bai Jing's face was full of black lines. He just knew that he couldn't give this fellow any encouragement! Feeling a shiver travel through his body, he angrily pushed Xiao Sa to the side. "Get lost! What kind of time is it now?"

Xiao Sa was in a good mood and only treated it as Bai Jing being shy. He hadn't been able to take advantage of him for over half a month now. Let alone eating meat, he hadn't even been able to enjoy any small scraps. His hands were itchy, and his heart too – his Little Jing was the best, and felt great under his hands. Only a fool would let go. He complained, "We've already been back for three days."