Alien Dust

Chapter 39 Bury your head
I had drawn a clear line with the old man from the Ling family before.

The other floors of the entire Tropical Pavilion belong to their relatives of the Ling family, while Wu Hen's family lives in a very tightly packed staggered floor.

Wu Yingting also understood that human nature was difficult to guess, so he never had any contact with the Ling family.

However, because the third and fourth floors are vegetable growing areas, if Wu Hen's family wants to eat vegetables, they still have to walk out of the strictly controlled safe house and pick fresh ingredients.

"Mom and Dad have never gone out of the security door, right?" Wu Hen asked.

"Don't worry, they are very stable." Yu Yu said.

"Where does the smell come from?" Wu Hen asked.

"Fourth floor." Yu Yu stretched out four little jade fingers.

"You go back first, I'll go up and take a look." Wu Hen said to Yu Yu.

"Okay." Yu Yu nodded.

……

Wu Hen walked up the stairs to the third floor.

A strong smell of blood was already wafting from the ventilation area on the third floor, and Wu Hen became more alert.

He listened carefully to the noise coming from the fourth floor and heard some rustling sounds, like rats gnawing on the wooden boards in the wall.

But strangely enough, Wu Hen's ears couldn't lock onto its location. He only knew that the thing was on one side of the fourth floor.

The entire fourth floor is actually very spacious and is originally intended as a large exhibition hall open to the public.

In the exhibition window, there are not only very advanced tropical ecosystems, but also large-scale artificial landscapes, and even many rare species of butterflies, lizards, colorful snakes, spiders...

Unfortunately, the fourth floor is now completely dark, with only the faint light of the emergency light flashing.

Considering that the entire tropical pavilion can produce food and water, Wu Hen still plans to eliminate some nearby threats.

"Dad, hold on..."

"You must hold on!"

The voice of the housekeeper Ling Shaomei came from the bathroom in the corner.

Wu Hen heard her words from afar and walked towards her.

In the bathroom's baby room, Ling Shaomei heard Wu Hen's footsteps getting closer and closer, and suddenly her whole body tensed up. She raised the only mop in the baby room as a weapon, as if she was going to fight with the thing that was coming.

However, her hands couldn't stop shaking and her chest was covered in sweat!
"It's me, your young master." Wu Hen stood at the door and said lightly.

After saying that, Wu Hen pushed the door open and walked in, only to see Ling Shaomei kneeling on the ground, looking at him in fear and pity like a drowned chicken...

"Didn't you listen to my previous instructions? I said the door should not be opened to anyone." Wu Hen stared at the housekeeper Ling Shaomei and said in an unfriendly tone.

"He is my male colleague, I can't just watch him die..." Ling Shaomei wanted to explain.

"Oh, yes, yes, and then your father became like this." Wu Hen was also convinced.

Old Man Ling was covered in blood at this moment, as if he had been bitten by something, with bloody wounds in several places.

He could no longer speak, and his eyes were full of begging, begging Wu Hen to let them into the safe house because of his many years of work for their Wu company.

"It's you who said that we should keep our distance. Now that something's wrong with you, you know to ask us for help?" Wu Hen said.

Old Man Ling pointed at his daughter Ling Shaomei, then knocked his head on the ground, indicating that Wu Hen must take Ling Shaomei in and give her a chance to live.

"It's impossible to take you in." Wu Hen refused coldly.

Wu Hen has reached a consensus with his family that, under such circumstances, there can only be four of them in the safe house at all times, and no outsiders will ever be allowed in!
"My dad is dying. You have medicine, right?" Ling Shaomei asked.

"Yes, but why should I give it to you? I asked you to watch the gate, but you couldn't even do such a trivial thing, not only that, you also put me and my family in danger. It's already very kind of me not to throw you out, and you still dare to expect me to give you medicine?" Wu Hen said.

Ling Shaomei stopped talking and just stared at Wu Hen with eyes that contained some reluctance and humiliation.

Her delicate silver-rimmed glasses were broken, her sweat-soaked hair was scattered messily on her chest, her face was as pale as paper because of fear, and her body was trembling slightly...

Even in this situation, there was still a hint of stubbornness in her eyes.

Wu Hen didn't know where her arrogance came from. She was a typical saint of the end times. If they hadn't been friends before, Wu Hen would have thrown both father and daughter out.

"Okay, get up from the ground and take me to see what it is." Wu Hen said a little impatiently.

"You can't deal with it. White bugs grow on his body. They chop people they see and bite them when they are chopped down..." Ling Shaomei said.

Ling Shaomei was speaking when suddenly another sound of footsteps was heard.

It's strange that the footsteps did not come from the floor, but from above.

Ling Shaomei raised her head and through the emergency light she saw something crawling on the ceiling. She was so scared that she almost died!

"Hiss~~Shaomei, why are you hiding from me?"

"We agreed to go to the art exhibition together. No matter how busy you are, you should have made time for us!" "Our relationship has come to this point, but you still keep a close distance with me. I didn't expect that you would be so conservative after returning from studying abroad..."

"Hiss, hiss, hiss~~It doesn't matter, I'm going to crush you into my body right now!"

On the ceiling, a white-collared man in a suit and tie was lying on it. A large amount of white mycelium grew on his limbs, making him look like a white tropical lizard, and his tongue kept sticking out of his huge mouth.

"You...behind you..." Ling Shaomei pointed at the ceiling behind Wu Hen in panic.

Wu Hen still stood there motionless.

"Who is this man?"

"Isn't that the young master you always complain to me about?"

"Times have changed. I'll help you kill him. From now on, we will have the happiest time of our lives!"

On the ceiling, Ling Shaomei's male colleague began to secrete a large amount of saliva. The sticky saliva dripped from above to the floor, even corroding the marble tiles.

"go to hell!"

The man with insect eyes pounced down fiercely, splitting his entire head open, revealing a horrifying mouth, and trying to take off Wu Hen's entire head.

At the moment when his head was about to split open, Wu Hen raised his right hand, and a golden cold thorn in his right hand flashed like the tail of a poisonous scorpion, and it pierced directly through the head of the man with insect pupils! !

The man with insect eyes froze instantly, like a thick human-skin windbreaker, hanging on Wu Hen's golden cold spike!
Wu Hen shook his hands and threw the half-human with white insect pupils into the toilet cubicle!

A large amount of white steam appeared, and the man with insect eyes quickly vaporized, and finally turned into a pool of turbid liquid, sticking to the inside of the toilet cubicle.

Ling Shaomei widened her eyes and covered her mouth with both hands. She was terrified the second before, but now she was filled with disbelief.

During the entire process, Wu Hen didn't even turn around. He dealt with this extremely ferocious monster as easily and casually as throwing away a bag of garbage!
Is this still the rogue young master I know? ?

Could it be that he is the Forerunner of the Desert Dust as reported at the beginning, one of the few humans who can fight against these powerful creatures?
"This guy came from the shopping mall, right?" Wu Hen asked indifferently.

Ling Shaomei was speechless for a moment and could only nod continuously.

She only let this one person in, after all, the other party was pursuing her madly, and Ling Shaomei was also considering whether to accept his pursuit.

I never thought that this guy was very abnormal after he came in. He tried to force himself to sleep in the same room with me. After I slapped him hard, white mycelium suddenly grew on his body...

After calming down a little, Ling Shaomei told Wu Hen the truth about the situation.

"He has been parasitized. Extreme emotions will intensify the insect eggs in his body. There are still quite a few of these things outside of Licheng." Wu Hen explained.

Wu Hen only solved the latent parasites on the campus, but there must be many more outside the campus, and those are beyond Wu Hen's control.

"Wu Hen... I... my dad is really dying. Please, give us some medicine. I will listen to you from now on." Ling Shaomei glanced at her father and found that he had fainted. She was completely panicked and her cheeks were covered with tears.

"Originally, my tropical museum is in need of a housekeeper, but your professional qualities are simply not up to my standards. Your brain is really all in your body." Wu Hen scolded mercilessly.

This housekeeper is really useless except for her charming appearance and temperament. What’s more, she is extremely arrogant!
"I will behave well, really, I will behave well, as long as you save my dad." Ling Shaomei immediately begged.

"Oh? Then let's see how you perform. Keep your head down." Wu Hen looked down at the housekeeper, with a hint of teasing in his sneer.

When Ling Shaomei met Wu Hen's aggressive gaze, she felt her whole body tremble.

As an adult, how could she not understand men's thoughts?

He glanced at his half-dead relative, and then glanced at the high-ranking Wu Hen.

Ling Shaomei bit her lip and finally made up her mind.

She crawled closer to Wu Hen, then stretched out her hand. With some reluctance but trying very hard to please him, she untied his clothes with her hands and moved her cheek closer.

"No, what are you doing?" Wu Hen suddenly lowered his head and asked.

"I...I..." Ling Shaomei didn't dare to speak.

"I asked you to tie my shoelaces, what do you mean by untying my belt?" Wu Hen said, shaking his shoes.

Ling Shaomei lowered her head even lower, and only then did she notice that Wu Hen's right shoelace was loose.

In the circle of wealthy people, some extreme housekeepers really need to tie the shoelaces of their masters, even in public!

"I...I'll fix it for you right away." Ling Shaomei hurriedly moved her hand towards Wu Hen's shoelaces.

It was just a small shoelace, but I had to re-tie it no less than five times.

Ling Shaomei was completely upset.

Finally, the shoelaces were tied, but it was no different from a knot. This made Wu Hen, who paid great attention to his appearance, dissatisfied and he couldn't help frowning.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this is my first time..." Ling Shaomei said nervously.

"To be honest, I still like your previous rebellious look." Wu Hen said.

(End of this chapter)