Rebirth of MC Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Personal interdimensional s.p.a.ce

With a wave of his hand, all his equipment on the table vanishes without a trace. Even Long Zhanye, with his immense capability to accept things and move on, is stunned by this display. Rus.h.i.+ng towards Huo Zaiyuan, he grabs his left hand, flipping it here and there before pulling up his (HZY) sleeve.

On the pale slender arm and delicate hand, besides the silver dragon tattoo coiling around the wrist, there is nothing else. Long Zhanye looks here and there, in the end, cannot help but be curious.

"Little Yuan, your magic trick just now wasn't too shabby. Do it again. I will definitely see through it."

Exposing his interdimensional s.p.a.ce in front of Long Zhanye, in actual fact, makes Huo Zaiyuan's heart feel restless. However, now that he sees the other party's eyes light up and demand he show his "magic tricks" once more, black lines forms on his face. Withdrawing his hand, he waves it again, causing a stack of neatly folded blankets to appear on the dining table.

"This is not a magic trick. This is an interdimensional s.p.a.ce granted to me, which is why…" Before he even finishes speaking, his left hand is once again pulled towards Long Zhanye and subjected to close scrutiny. Abruptly, he (LZY) raises his head, two dark eyes full of intense concentration pinning Huo Zaiyuan to his seat.

"You - why are you looking at me like that?"

"Even before Judgement Day, having something like this at your disposal will make anyone green with envy, let alone during the apocalypse. You so blatantly tell me about it, aren't you worried I'll do something to you in order to obtain it?" A pair of sword eyebrows quirked upwards as Long Zhanye extends a finger to stroke along that pretty and delicate lower jaw.

Tsk, tsk, this soft and tender feeling, this fair and pale skin…

"Scram." The Huo Zaiyuan who "suffered a defeat" in terms of Long Zhanye taking liberties with him flushes in embarra.s.sment, lifting a leg and kicking out. Long Zhanye laughs heartily, his lean body moving lightly, easily evading the sudden attack.

"Enough, enough. I was just playing with you." Reaching out to drape his arm over Huo Zaiyuan's shoulders, he says. "The matter of this interdimensional s.p.a.ce, don't tell anyone else, understand?"

This youth willingly shares this sort of secret with him, indirectly expressing his trust. Aiyo…why does he feel extremely warm in his heart?

"Hmph, do you think I wish to share this with everyone? Since we are sticking together, this interdimensional s.p.a.ce in my possession is something I wouldn't be able to conceal from you forever. I might as well let you know about it right now." Huo Zaiyuan glances at the man, pulling the blankets on the table towards him to arrange them properly into a makes.h.i.+ft bed.

"That's good." Long Zhanye reaches out to rub his (HZY) head, eyes rolling up briefly as though pondering something in his mind. "Little Yuan, since you have that s.p.a.ce, why not transfer everything in the armoury into there tomorrow?"

He plans to teach Huo Zaiyuan how to use a gun tomorrow and the second floor's balcony is a great vantage point. However, if they want to practise on the second floor, then they will need to move the guns and ammunition down a level which is a pretty inconvenient matter. Now that he knows Huo Zaiyuan possesses an interdimensional s.p.a.ce, it makes everything much more convenient. Also, they will be able to take everything within the warehouse when they leave this base.

Currently, the outside is filled with zombies everywhere. Without weapons on hand, surviving would be more difficult. As it was, he also has a feeling - a premonition, if you would - that this entire situation is certainly not as simple as it seems.

"Okay." When Huo Zaiyuan saw all the weapons within the warehouse he already had plans to take everything with him before they leave. Now that he has Long Zhanye's approval as well, of course he will agree. "Older brother Long, it's getting late. Let's sleep now."

Although he is the one who proposes turning in now, the one who laid the blankets out on the table as a makes.h.i.+ft bed has no intentions of lying on it. Instead, he walks over to a bench and sits cross-legged on it.

Long Zhanye frowns upon seeing this. "What about you?" He inquires as he wanders towards Huo Zaiyuan.

"Me? I have no need for it. I'm meditating - ah! What the heck are you doing?!"

Not waiting for him to finish speaking, Long Zhanye reaches out and picks him up. Cradling him close, he carries Huo Zaiyuan back to the neatly a.s.sembled 'bed'.

"Sleep. You still need to learn how to use a gun tomorrow."

"I don't - " Once again, his refusal is cut short when Long Zhanye places him on top of the blankets. Giving Huo Zaiyuan no time to react, the older man settles down beside him, both arms surrounding his waist tightly, preventing from escaping Long Zhanye's clutches.

Pale face blus.h.i.+ng red, heart thumping quickly.

Huo Zaiyuan can't help cursing in his heart.

What does this rascal think he's doing?!