"I've finished what I want to say. For the rest of the time, let Rambo take you to the dormitory. Get some rest early and don't forget your work tomorrow morning." After finishing his words, An Xun gently snapped his fingers and waited outside the door.

The man opened the door and walked in.

"Master." Rambo called An Xun in a low voice.

The young man's eyes fell on the man, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly as he said, "Take her over."

"OK."

An Jue looked at the tough-looking man in front of him, blinked and asked, "Are you Rambo?"

"It's me, hello, Miss Anju."

"Hello, hello," An Jue looked Rambo up and down, his eyes brightened, and he praised, "You have a really good figure."

The man in military uniform has a burly figure. The muscles in his arms are so taut that you can clearly see them even through a layer of fabric. He has broad shoulders and narrow waist, and well-developed chest muscles. He has a completely toned body type, which is very eye-catching.

.

Rambo's appearance is also more Western, with three-dimensional facial features, just like the burly bodyguard in many TV series who wears a black suit and sunglasses, making people feel safe at first sight.

"Thank you." Regarding An Ju's compliment, Rambo's expression remained flat, neither bland nor salty.

An Xun, on the other hand, raised his eyebrows, with a subtle look on his handsome face - "Do you like this kind of figure?"

An nodded, "Yes, look, how healthy and strong he is."

This is the mainstream aesthetic in the empire. Many soldiers train hard all day long to have such a perfect and strong figure. Although An Jue wanted to become like that for a while, he was stopped by the princess without any room for negotiation.

He even threatened: "If you dare to become a brother, I will never talk to you again!!"

An Jie was so frightened that she finally stopped her fitness plan and let nature take its course.

*

After following Rambo out of An Xun's office, An Xun saw Miss Martha again in the corridor. The anger on the woman's face had not dissipated. Her eyes fell on her, and she felt like she was about to shoot out a knife.

An Jue grinned and said, "Don't be angry about what happened just now, Miss Martha. You tried to kill me, but I didn't even get angry, so you should be more generous."

Martha turned her head away and said in a cold voice: "Does the master know?"

An Cui spread his hands and shook his head: "I didn't say, but whether he can guess it or not is his own business."

The key ring hanging on her finger swayed as she moved, and the two keys made a crisp sound when they collided.

Martha looked along the sound, but grabbed her hand suddenly in the next second: "Master actually gave this to you?!"

The woman's voice was filled with sourness, she gave An Ju a hard look and said, "He really takes you to heart!"

Seeing Martha's envious and jealous expression, An Jue suddenly felt excited!

Materials will be distributed in the doomsday, and so will shelter, so there must be good and bad.

Looking at Miss Martha's sour expression, her teammates must have given her a very comfortable room, which was at least better than the environment in which these subordinates lived, so she was so unbalanced.

But there is no way, hehehe, An Xun is my teammate!

An Jue shook the key ring twice, reached out and patted the back of the other person's hand, and comforted: "It's okay, Miss Martha, if you are willing, you can move in with me!"

Martha shook off her hand and lowered her voice and said coldly: "Don't be complacent. If you dare to drag the master back in future actions, I will definitely kill you."

Leaving behind a harsh word, the woman clenched her fists, turned around and left the place quickly.

Rambo looked at her back and scolded An beside him: "Don't worry, she has such a personality. Once she gets involved with her master, she will become very impulsive."

"It's okay, I don't care about this," An Xun shook her head. She asked the man next to her a question that she had been curious about before: "An Xun told me that he was the one who gave you all your names?"

The man paused, and the complexity flashed in his eyes seemed to say that the master had even told her this.

Since the young man had no intention of hiding it from his teammate, there was no need for him to be secretive.

"Martha and I used to be in the same orphanage. When we were eight years old, the owner came here and selected us from among the children to be our personal guards -" Rambo said quietly.

An Jue: "...Wait a minute."

She interrupted the man and stared at him with a very strange expression: "When you and Miss Martha were eight years old, An Xun came to pick you??"

How old was this guy back then?!

Rambo looked nearly twenty-five years old, and An Xun was twenty. They were eight years old, and An Xun was only three years old, wasn't he?

"Didn't the master tell you this?" Lambo frowned slightly and stared at her: "He can control the aging of his body and appearance, but he will not die. Martha and I don't know how old he is or how long he has lived.

how long."

An Jue: "...Does anyone else know that An Xun is not dead?"

"No," Rambo shook his head: "When the survival time reaches a certain point, he will arrange his own 'death', and then inherit his previous position as the son of the deceased, and create a reasonable identity. Even if some people are doubtful,

No evidence can be found.”

An Ju: "..."

This is a big secret.

Is An Xun not from Earth??

Is it really okay to just tell yourself this?

Seeing the astonishment in the girl's eyes, the man said: "You are special, Miss An Jue, otherwise the master will not tell you the origin of my and Martha's names calmly."

Knowing that his teammates are not simple, it can be seen that An Xun did not hide his intentions.

Does his intention to announce it honestly mean that he trusts himself?

If that's the case——

"..."

An's hand was rubbing the dark iron box in his pocket.

——Can I also try to trust him and tell him the hidden secret?

*

Unknowingly, Rambo had taken him into a very high-end villa area.

The place is still heavily guarded, with patrols and guards standing here with weapons in hand, like an immovable statue.

Rambo gave An Ju a card and said, "You can show this card when entering or leaving here in the future, and they will let you pass."

"Thank you." She put the card into her pocket.

Soon, the two of them walked to a villa full of modern technology. An Qi opened her eyes wide, twinkling like stars, and said excitedly: "Is this my dormitory?! It's great——

"

"No, this belongs to the master."

An Ju: "..."

The excitement was interrupted.

But it's okay.

She moved her gaze to another luxurious residence next to the villa and said, "That's it?! No wonder Miss Martha is so sour. She didn't expect to be so tall."

Rambo: "No, that's Admiral Al's."

An Ju: "..."

She then focused her gaze on the small flat building opposite, "So this is it? Although it's a little small, it looks good."

Rambo: "No, that's Colonel Stan's."

An Ju: "..."

She stared at the man, her excitement completely gone, and asked: "So where is mine? Where is it??"

Rambo pointed to a very ordinary and unremarkable small matchbox-shaped room in the courtyard of An Xun Villa, and said: "This, you live in the owner's courtyard hut, Miss An Ju."

"..."

Staring at the simple and square little flat, An Jue suddenly stopped working.

——This looks like a dog house in the yard of a wealthy family’s villa, right?!!

What is this???

Miss Martha is so jealous of this thing!!

Rambo saw what she was thinking and said: "The house here usually does not allow other people to enter or exit, not even Martha or I. Only after I got the owner's pass today can I bring you in. This is why Martha is unhappy.

reason - you get to live with the owner after all."

An Ju raised his hand: "...I would rather live in a dormitory, thank you."

"Don't just look at the surface, Miss An." The man said, "The environment inside is much better than the dormitory."

An Jue looked inside from the window. There were beds, tables, chairs, and a private kitchen. Although the sparrow was small and well-equipped, it was indeed better than a dormitory. But he also looked at the modern villas, mansions, or the last big flat with a garden next to it.

layer, the imbalance in my heart is still stuck there like a stone.

"..."

never mind.

An frowned.

A small room is a small room, let Ares help transform the interior, and it can be turned into a super technological smart home!

——Although it is completely black.

After Rambo left, An Chu entered the small room. To his surprise, the air in the room was very clear, like opening the window after getting up early in the morning.

Someone must have arranged and tidied it up specially. The air purifier placed on the window sill was working in full swing.

She slept all afternoon while treating her ears today, and An Jue was not very sleepy now. She was lying on the bed, fiddling with her cell phone, and said to Ares: "Shall we settle down at Shuguang Base in the future?"

[But if I just stand guard, all I can get is food and water. What will happen to my energy?]

Obtaining energy from Ares is a big problem, and it requires the crystal core in the zombie's brain.

"I observed today that they have a material collection team, and you can follow the collection team out," said An.

[The job assigned to you by your teammates is to stand guard.]

"But brother, don't forget," An said with a narrowed smile, "Miss Martha wants to kill me."

[you mean--]

"If I have a chance to talk to her tomorrow, she will definitely let me go to the collection team."

After all, once a guy with no powers leaves the protection of his teammates and falls into a pile of zombies, he will only die.

Good night!~~~~
Chapter completed!