The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 394 Queen
The smile on Gao Yang's face froze and he didn't answer for a long time. He just felt that this scene was so familiar, as if he had seen it in a dream.

However, at this moment, he was sure that this was neither a dream nor an illusion.

Gao Xinxin took a step forward, still smiling, as if this was just an ordinary question.

"Sister, what are you talking about?" Gao Yang pretended to be confused.

Suddenly, Gao Xinxin took away the smile on her face and her eyes turned cold, "Brother, you know, I hope you wake up more than anyone else, but I also hope you never wake up more than anyone else."

"..."

"Only in this way will you always be my brother. But you still woke up. God knows how sad I was at that moment."

"Gao Xinxin..." Gao Yang's voice was hard, and he clenched the armrests of his wheelchair with both hands, "I said, no matter what happens, we will always be..."

"Don't be stupid." Gao Xinxin interrupted with a smile.

Gao Yang was stunned.

"Brother, from the moment I found out that you had awakened, I will never be your sister. The Gao Xinxin you knew is dead, forever."

Gao Xinxin took another step forward, raised her chin slightly, and said in a cold and arrogant tone: "Now, standing in front of you is the incarnation of Cangdao, the commander of all beasts, the maker of order, the weaver of destiny, the creation witch and the first generation of fallen. The only descendant of angels, the Queen of Thorns, Nai.”

Gao Xinxin elegantly raised her right hand and pointed it at Gao Yang.

"Brother, goodbye forever."

The next second, Gao Yang disappeared in the wheelchair.

"boom--"

Gao Xinxin didn't react at all. Gao Yang's right hand had already pinched her thin neck, and he flew her over a white sheet hanging on a wire rope and hit the wall of the reservoir.

"Whoa-"

The rustling white sheets slowly fell down, covering the heads of the two people on the wall.

Inside the sheets that were whitened by the sunlight, Gao Yang's face was cold, and his eyes were filled with sharp murderous intent. He tightened his grip on Gao Xinxin's neck, and could break her neck bones at any time.

Gao Yang's other hand had locked Gao Xinxin's two small wrists and pressed them against the wall above her head to ensure that she could not fight back.

"Who are you and why are you pretending to be my sister?" Gao Yang asked coldly.

"Ha, not bad, mortal, when did you discover my king?" The girl pretending to be Gao Xinxin smiled coldly.

"I discovered it from the beginning." Gao Yang said expressionlessly: "There is mustard in the takoyaki, and Gao Xinxin hates wasabi."

"People's tastes can change, just like people's hearts can change. Only my king, the embodiment of order, truth, light, and justice, can resist the erosion of dark forces and save the world..."

"There is another reason," Gao Yang interrupted: "The string of self-introductions you just made and the words you are saying now are too strong for the second grade. My sister hates the second grade the most."

"What the hell!" The girl who was pretending to be aloof was touched and suddenly became excited: "You mortals, how dare you blaspheme, ah, ah, ah, it hurts..."

Gao Yang lost patience and tightened his grip: "Speak humanly."

"Don't kill me! One of our own!"

"Isn't this normal communication?" Gao Yang sneered.

"I, I am... the deputy leader of the Kirin Union Group 2, Nana. I have now joined the 5th Special Operations Group. I am here to report."

——Activate [Lie Detector].

The target did not lie and showed good intentions.

Gao Yang did not let go, but relaxed his fingers slightly: "What is your talent? Why can you become my sister?"

Seeing that she was out of danger, the girl named Nana's expression became arrogant again: "Bold! You mortals can also spy on my king's divine power...he has [big and small talents], and he realized [Thousand-Faced Man] last month."

[Size], serial number 35, auxiliary system, the body can be enlarged or reduced at will. [Man with a Thousand Faces] is the talent of the clown of the Baichuan Group. It seems that after the clown died, the talent was assigned to Nana, so she can disguise herself as her sister.

Gao Yang let go of Nana, lifted the white sheet covering the two of them, turned around and walked towards the wheelchair.

Nana also lifted the white sheet covering herself. At this time, she was still wearing her sister's high school uniform, but she had returned to her original appearance.

A girl about the same age as her younger sister, with a pale face, short shoulder-length gray-purple curly hair, and slightly fluffy oblique bangs covering her left eye. Her right eye is as dark as ink, with severe dark circles, almost giving the effect of smoky makeup. The nose is small, the lips are full, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and two white rabbit teeth are faintly visible in the gap between the lips.

Gao Yang sat back on the wheelchair, his eyes scrutinizing: "Did Elder Qinglong ask you to come?"

"No, he was directly appointed by President Qilin." Nana sounded quite proud and added:

"Elder Qinglong's two action groups are combined into one, and my king has specially sent five groups to assist you."

"Where are Elder Baihu's people?" Gao Yang asked again.

"Merge with Elder Suzaku's group." Nana replied.

Gao Yang thought for a moment: Many people died in the Scarlet Tide, and there are only three of the four elders left. It is reasonable to rearrange the members.

However, it is hard to say whether this Nana was sent by Kirin to assist him or to monitor him.

Gao Yang nodded: "I understand."

"Oh, my king came this time and brought a warrant from President Qilin!"

Nana took out a piece of 4A paper from the side pocket of her schoolbag with her backhand. There were some words crookedly written on it. It was obviously written by Nana with a marker pen.

"Elder Qiying listens to the order..."

Before Nana finished speaking, Gao Yang teleported to Nana and snatched the piece of paper away unceremoniously. Nana was shocked.

Gao Yang took a look at the information on the paper: three o'clock in the morning, blue house, mutual aid treatment.

"bass--"

The homework paper in Gao Yang's hand immediately burned and turned into a ball of ashes, which dissipated in the wind.

Gao Yang returned to the wheelchair, took a deep breath, and switched to an ordinary patient. He smiled gently: "Miss Nana, please take me back to the ward, thank you."

Nana was stunned for a moment, then sneered and raised her hands: "Humph, mortal, since you sincerely ask for my king, my king will fulfill your long-cherished wish today..."

"Nana." Gao Yang touched his chin in embarrassment and said in a worried tone: "Have you had this symptom before, or did you just have it today?"

"What?" Nana disagreed.

"Uh, it's nothing." Gao Yang decided to shut up.

……

In the afternoon, Wang Zikai went to the hospital to find Gao Yang.

He knew very well that there was nothing wrong with Gao Yang's health, but he still accompanied Gao Yang in acting, patiently watching the nurse help him do "rehabilitation training", and seeing Gao Yang pretending to be weak, his face turned purple from laughing.

Around 7 o'clock in the evening, her mother, who was off work at the goldware store, came to the hospital and brought Gao Yang home-cooked meals in an insulated lunch box. Knowing that Wang Zikai was also in the hospital, she specially prepared two portions.

Wang Zikai ate so much that he was full of praise for his aunt's cooking skills. His small mouth seemed to be covered with honey, which made his aunt smile.

Gao Yang's mother also became more and more fond of Wang Zikai, and her previous prejudices were long gone.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Gao Xinxin came to the hospital to see Gao Yang after finishing her evening study in advance. She also brought some snacks to Gao Yang on the way. While everyone ate, they made video calls with their father at home.

Gao Yang said that the rehabilitation training went very well and he would be able to get out of bed in less than a week and go to college.

At 10:[-], the lights in the inpatient building were turned off, my mother, sister and Wang Zikai all left, and the ward became quiet again.

Gao Yang took a nap for a while, then rolled out of bed, took off his hospital gown, and took a deep breath: Start exercising!
(End of this chapter)