Seeing this, Zhou Ziwei didn't know what to say, so he took off his shoes and carefully shuffled to the edge of the bed to lie down.
Because he didn't want to run into Wang Xuewei, lest she think he was taking the opportunity to grope her, Zhou Ziwei had no choice but to stretch his body out as much as possible.
The single iron bunk bed was pitifully small; it would be a bit cramped for two people to sleep close together. Now, Zhou Ziwei insisted on leaving a gap between them, so he had no choice but to have half of his body hanging off the edge of the bed.
This position is really uncomfortable. Zhou Ziwei smiled bitterly to himself, wondering if he would develop Xiaolongnu's unparalleled lightness skill if he slept like this for a night.
There is a diesel generator in the outpost, but using diesel to generate electricity is a luxury. It is rarely used unless necessary. However, recently, the twelve expedition members have arrived, and the diesel generator has been running frequently.
However, it's impossible to have power 24 hours a day. Usually, the generator is turned off after 8 p.m., and the outpost becomes pitch black at that time.
The two lay quietly on the small bed, listening to each other's somewhat disordered breathing and obviously rapid heartbeats. Their minds were in turmoil, and neither of them could fall asleep.
"Why aren't you covered with a blanket?" Wang Xuewei tried to fall asleep for a long time with her eyes closed, but she couldn't manage it. She moved her slightly numb body and realized that Zhou Ziwei hadn't covered himself with a blanket at all. No wonder she hadn't felt Zhou Ziwei's body touching her.
Zhou Ziwei gave a slight wry smile and said, "No need, the blanket is too small, you can cover yourself with it! I can lie like this for a while."
"How can you do that... It's so cold at night!" Wang Xuewei didn't want Zhou Ziwei to catch a cold because of her, so after only a slight hesitation, she lifted the blanket and forced Zhou Ziwei to get under it.
While helping Zhou Ziwei cover himself with the blanket, Wang Xuewei was surprised to find that most of Zhou Ziwei's body was hanging outside the bed. It must have been really difficult for him. She wondered how he could have survived without falling down, with only a small part of his body in contact with the bed.
Wang Xuewei knew that Zhou Ziwei was deliberately avoiding physical contact between them, which touched her slightly but also made her a little sad.
Wasn't her husband a womanizing playboy? How come he's suddenly so serious today, when he has such a good opportunity to get close to her? Could it be... that I really... really don't hold any attraction for him at all?
"You...move over a bit! Don't fall asleep and then fall down!"
Wang Xuewei hesitated for a long time before finally uttering those words. Her voice was so faint that it was like a mosquito's buzz. If Zhou Ziwei hadn't maintained an intensity six times that of an average person, he wouldn't have been able to hear her clearly.
"No need... I'm fine as I am."
Zhou Ziwei kept his eyes closed, not daring to look at Wang Xuewei. Just now, when Wang Xuewei reached out to cover him with the blanket, he felt her slender hand repeatedly gliding over his body, and Zhou Ziwei felt a premonition that his blood was about to boil. Even his little brother, which had been sleeping peacefully, suddenly started to rise and stir... So at this moment, he really didn't dare to have any more physical contact with Wang Xuewei.
However, Zhou Ziwei clearly underestimated Wang Xuewei's persistence. When Wang Xuewei said those words, she was in a state of confusion and felt embarrassed. But when she heard Zhou Ziwei's reply, she suddenly found the courage to turn over and hug Zhou Ziwei, forcibly pulling him closer to her.
If Zhou Ziwei wanted to struggle, Wang Xuewei's strength would not be enough to move his body. However... Zhou Ziwei's body only tensed slightly before going limp.
Damn it, I'm not some chaste little girl, am I supposed to be afraid of being molested? Uh... if she insists on playing with fire and hurting herself, it's not my fault! Sigh... let her be! I'll endure it for a while if I can, but if it really comes to that... I'll just go for it... whatever happens, happens!
When the two bodies finally pressed tightly together under Wang Xuewei's active encouragement, it was as if two dark clouds with different positive and negative poles collided, bursting out with intense sparks.
Wang Xuewei, who had never truly been in contact with a man's body, realized how foolish she had just made when she suddenly felt a hard, hot, rod-shaped object pressing tightly against her lower abdomen.
She had thought she could calmly face whatever might happen between her and Zhou Ziwei, and she had even felt a little resentful just now because of Zhou Ziwei's disregard for her.
But now... when she truly felt the shock that a man's body brought her, she was genuinely afraid...
When she felt Zhou Ziwei's large hands suddenly begin to wrap around her body like two pythons, her whole body stiffened instantly, and her heart leaped even more violently into her throat.
No matter how afraid she was of what was about to happen, she still bit her lip and endured it without making any move to resist.
She knew... if things continued as they were, she might no longer be a pure and innocent woman after tonight, but what did it matter? At least until now, she was still Zhou Ziwei's wife. They had been married for over a year, but she had never fulfilled her duties as a wife to Zhou Ziwei. Now that they were about to separate completely, she felt that she should make amends to Zhou Ziwei in this regard.
Wang Xuewei's policy of non-resistance undoubtedly greatly increased Zhou Ziwei's courage, while the nervousness shown by Wang Xuewei at the same time greatly stimulated the surging desire in Zhou Ziwei's body. The close contact between the two bodies made Zhou Ziwei clearly feel how soft Wang Xuewei's body was, how firm her breasts were, and how alluring her straight thighs were.
Zhou Ziwei, whose physical sensitivity is six times greater than that of an average person, is also six times more sensitive to stimulation in this area. Even just physical contact gives Zhou Ziwei a soul-stirring, bone-melting feeling.
Zhou Ziwei felt he could no longer endure it, and at this point, it seemed a bit too unmanly of him to continue to hold back.
However, just as Zhou Ziwei's hands climbed onto the high breasts and round buttocks, intending to explore further, a purple light suddenly flashed in the night sky outside the window.
Although the purple light wasn't very strong, Zhou Ziwei was facing the window at that moment, and his sharp eyesight naturally made it impossible for him to miss such an obvious light and shadow. His body immediately stiffened, and his large hands, which had just slipped under Wang Xuewei's clothes, completely stopped...
The search team on the mountain was attacked.
During dinner that evening, Zhou Ziwei had already heard from the platoon leader stationed at the outpost that the search team stationed on the mountain and their outpost were quite far apart, and the mountain peak also had a strange electromagnetic interference wave, so walkie-talkies were not very effective. Therefore, both sides relied entirely on signal flares to communicate.
The purple signal flare now signifies that the other side has been attacked and is in extreme danger.
Zhou Ziwei didn't hesitate much. Although he wanted to indulge in a gentle embrace and temporarily forget all the fighting, he had only promised the old commander to help find the hidden cave. Therefore, he could completely ignore the fact that his search team had been attacked.
However, now that he knows that just a dozen kilometers away from him, a group of young soldiers are fighting to the death against the enemy in the bitter cold, how could he still be in the mood to just play those adult games with Wang Xuewei?
With a soft sigh, Zhou Ziwei abruptly jumped out of bed, whispered "I'm sorry" to Wang Xuewei, then resolutely opened the window, leaped away, and quickly disappeared into the vast night, leaving Wang Xuewei sitting half-upright on the bed, her face filled with surprise and astonishment...
Volume 2 The Assassin's Nightmare Chapter 357 Snow Wolf
Zhou Ziwei was only wearing a single layer of clothing, while the temperature in Kashgar was a full minus thirty degrees Celsius. So as soon as he jumped out of the window, he couldn't help but shiver.
He wanted to go back to his room to get a cotton coat, but... just thinking about what he and Wang Xuewei had almost done, Zhou Ziwei felt his face burning. He was really a little embarrassed to see Wang Xuewei again at this moment.
So what if it's a little cold? I'm not an ordinary guy, do you think I'd be stumped by something like this?
Zhou Ziwei got really into a fight with himself and made up his mind that he would never go back to get the cotton coat.
He raised his head and looked in the direction where the purple halo had just flashed, roughly determining the direction of the other party as a marker. Then, with a thought, he summoned the force field space that was floating around him to surround his body.
With the force field surrounding him, the biting cold wind that whistled like knives all year round on the snow-capped mountain was finally shut out, making Zhou Ziwei, whose body was trembling slightly, feel a little better.
Although the cold wind could be blocked, the coldness in the air could not be blocked, and Zhou Ziwei still felt as if he had been stuffed into a refrigerator.
In order to provide immediate rescue to the search teams on the mountain, Zhou Ziwei couldn't care less about anything else and had to endure the cold.
At this moment, twenty soldiers who had clearly just crawled out of bed also emerged from the direction of the front gate of the outpost. Led by their platoon leader, although their bodies were shivering from the cold, not one of them retreated. Each of them stood upright in the cold wind, as sturdy as Mount Kashgar.
Zhou Ziwei nodded to himself, thinking that these people reacted quite quickly, but... these ten-plus kilometers of mountain road were not easy to travel. By the time they arrived at the scene of the accident, the matter would probably be over by then, and they might only be able to collect the bodies of their comrades.
With a helpless shake of his head, Zhou Ziwei leaped into the air and suddenly transformed into a shooting star, disappearing in a flash.
Zhou Ziwei is currently quite frugal with his soul power, but in this life-or-death situation, he would not disregard the lives of those special forces soldiers just to save a little soul power.
Normally, Zhou Ziwei could fly over these ten-odd kilometers in less than ten seconds, but the harsh weather here severely limited his speed.
What's most terrifying is the temperature here. The temperature at the outpost at the foot of Kashgar was already below minus thirty degrees Celsius. After Zhou Ziwei advanced a few kilometers in the direction from which the signal flare had been launched, the temperature here suddenly dropped to below minus forty degrees Celsius due to the continuous increase in altitude.
Zhou Ziwei's thin clothing was practically no different from being naked. The bone-chilling cold air continuously flowed into Zhou Ziwei's body, and then wisps of cold air, like steel needles, penetrated deep into every pore of Zhou Ziwei's body, causing Zhou Ziwei's body to tremble even more violently.
This won't do... I'm afraid that once we get there, before anyone can even hit me, I'll freeze to death in this frigid air.
Zhou Ziwei, unprepared for the cold, sighed helplessly. He had only traveled about halfway, and if he continued upwards, the temperature would obviously continue to drop. In his current state, he was truly in dire need of protection...
The wisps of icy air seeped into his body, instantly freezing him in place. This filled Zhou Ziwei with dread, knowing that if he didn't take immediate action, the cold poison that had already invaded his body would be enough to give him a serious hard time.
If only there were a fire to warm it up right now...
In extreme cold, people naturally think of the warmth of fire and the heat of the sun.
While thinking about these things, Zhou Ziwei suddenly thought of another magical thing—the Heart of Flame.
Haha, the Heart of Flame is a treasure that can directly radiate heat. At times like this, if the Heart of Flame radiates a little heat, I'm sure I won't have to suffer like this anymore!
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziwei immediately took out a piece of the Heart of Flame tightly wrapped in black, gelatinous mud from his pocket, gently peeled off the black mud adhering to the surface, and fully exposed the Heart of Flame to the air.
When Zhou Ziwei normally uses this thing to absorb soul power, he dares not waste a single bit. As soon as the Heart of Flame is revealed, he will immediately wrap it tightly with soul power. In this way, the energy emanating from the Heart of Flame will be completely assimilated into soul power and absorbed into his sea of souls without missing a single bit.
Now, in order to keep warm, Zhou Ziwei no longer used his soul power to envelop the thing. Instead, he let it absorb the light energy scattered in the space and slowly convert it into heat energy, which soon formed a golden solid flame on the surface of the heart of flame.
The scorching heat immediately emanated from the gold-like ore, instantly warming Zhou Ziwei, who was almost frozen stiff.
Although his body had warmed up a bit, seeing the golden flames rising and feeling the energy contained within the heart of the flames rapidly disappearing and diminishing made Zhou Ziwei feel a pang of heartache again.
Using this precious thing for warmth is really quite wasteful...
Zhou Ziwei chuckled inwardly. Once he felt his whole body relax a little and was no longer so cold that his legs seemed unable to bend, he immediately and without hesitation used his soul power to envelop the Heart of Flame, preventing the heat energy from simply evaporating into the air.
If this were in a closed room, using the Heart of Flame to warm oneself would last a little longer. But now, in the vast snow-covered mountains, although Zhou Ziwei is surrounded by a force field, this illusory and insubstantial protective layer can at most block some of the cold wind, but it cannot prevent the transfer of heat from the air.
So, the moment Zhou Ziwei used his soul power to envelop the Heart of Flame, the air that had just begun to warm instantly turned into an ice cellar in less than half a second.
Damn it... who can stand this kind of thing...?
Unable to bear it any longer, Zhou Ziwei had no choice but to withdraw his soul power, allowing the Heart of Flame to burn for a few more moments. However, seeing the Heart of Flame shrinking at a visible rate under such abuse, Zhou Ziwei felt an urge to bang his head against a wall.
Sigh, if the energy of these Flame Hearts could be directly converted into heat within one's own body, there wouldn't be much consumption. Relying on radiating heat from the air to keep warm like this is really too extravagant!
Zhou Ziwei had this thought for a moment, then his spirits lifted, realizing that the idea wasn't impossible.
After all, he could sense that the energy emanating from the Heart of Flame was actually without any attributes. Since energy can be converted into each other, and since the Heart of Flame could transform into light and heat energy on its own when no one was controlling it, why couldn't he directly absorb the pure energy emitted by this thing into his body and convert it into heat energy again?
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziwei felt a surge of excitement. He quickly used his soul power to firmly envelop the Heart of Flame, and then guided the abundant energy emanating from the Heart of Flame into his body.
When these energies first enter the body, they are not yet fully assimilated into the power of the soul. At this time, the energy emanating from the heart of the flame should still be a pure energy. And pure, attribute-free energy is obviously easier to convert into any other kind of energy.
Zhou Ziwei didn't expend much effort; he only tried to control it twice with his soul consciousness, and immediately succeeded in converting the pure energy introduced from the Heart of Flame into heat energy within his body.
However, this change was perhaps a little too sudden, making it impossible for Zhou Ziwei to fully control it all at once. As a result, half of Zhou Ziwei's arm almost turned into a roasted ham.
Fortunately, the healing ability of soul power that has reached the liquefaction level is simply abnormally good. Although his arm was almost burned to a crisp after he had just done that, after the cool liquid soul power on the first floor washed and flowed through it, the entire arm immediately felt refreshed and the previous burning pain was gone.
This feeling made Zhou Ziwei almost groan with pleasure. He immediately withdrew his liquid soul power and then carefully tried to control the conversion of the absorbed energy, trying to ensure that only a very small portion of the energy that entered his body from the heart of flame was converted into pure heat energy and spread throughout his body.
It must be said that the effect of this method is truly unparalleled. Zhou Ziwei, who was originally only wearing a single layer of clothing, felt that the blood in his body was about to freeze, but after being cleansed by this heat energy from the inside out, his body quickly and completely recovered. Zhou Ziwei directly converted most of the energy emanating from the Heart of Flame into soul power and stored it away. Only a very small amount was converted into heat energy by Zhou Ziwei to meet the body's needs.
After adjusting the intensity of the heat conversion, Zhou Ziwei could hardly feel the coldness of the outside air at all. Not to mention that he was still wearing only a single layer of clothing, he probably wouldn't feel any discomfort even if he stripped naked and took a bath in the snow.
However, there was one thing that made Zhou Ziwei feel both amused and exasperated: light energy and heat energy seemed to have some inseparable commonality. Because of this, reactions that mainly emit light energy will also emit some heat energy, and reactions that mainly emit heat energy will inevitably emit some light energy.
At this moment, Zhou Ziwei was in the same boat. Because it was his first time trying to convert energy within his own body, he couldn't possibly control the pure energy he inhaled to be completely converted into heat energy to power his body, except for the soul energy. In fact, a small portion of it was converted into light energy during the heat conversion process...
And so, in the pitch-black snowy night, a golden shadow suddenly appeared in the sky above the Kashmula Mountains.
The golden light could not be absorbed by the body's cells, so it shone through almost every pore of Zhou Ziwei's body, making him appear as a majestic god radiating golden light.
This bizarre change left Zhou Ziwei somewhat bewildered, but rescuing the search team on the mountain was the priority. He had already wasted a lot of time trying to warm himself up and regain his mobility, and he worried that if he slowed down any further, everyone on the mountain would be dead.
So Zhou Ziwei stopped worrying about how to get rid of the golden light emanating from his body, immediately activated his force field space, and then activated it at full power, transforming into a golden meteor and rushing swiftly towards the direction from which the signal flare had risen...
Without the pain of the icy cold penetrating his body, Zhou Ziwei's speed was not much slower than usual. In just a few seconds, he rushed to the scene of the incident.
From afar, one could see a deep, horizontal snowdrift dug into the ground in the midst of the snow-covered mountains. The snowdrift was covered with a layer of tarpaulin, forming a huge natural tent. Right outside this tent, more than thirty pure white wolves were fiercely fighting with a dozen fully armed soldiers.
The Great Snow Wolf of Kunlun Mountains.
Seeing that the white wolves were all as strong as calves, Zhou Ziwei couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. He thought to himself that the wolves of Kunlun Mountain were truly terrifying. If these guys were on the grasslands, even fierce animals like tigers and leopards might not dare to provoke them. Moreover, they appeared in packs... If all thirty-odd wolves were to come out now, the animals in the ordinary mountains and forests would probably be no match for them!
However, although these snow wolves were formidable, the special forces soldiers were no pushovers either. Although there were far fewer special forces soldiers than snow wolves, a dozen or so of them formed a circle around the tent, trying their best to tighten the defense, which prevented the ferocious snow wolves from breaking in at all.
These special forces soldiers were almost all carrying guns, but none of them took them off to fight the snow wolves. They were all holding a military dagger or a knife, holding their positions and engaging in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the snow wolves that kept charging at them.
Zhou Ziwei was slightly taken aback, wondering why these people weren't firing their guns. Otherwise, with the power of their firearms, wouldn't it be an easy task to deal with these white-haired beasts?
However, Zhou Ziwei then remembered something his old commander had told him before. Apparently, an exploration team had been attacked by snow wolves on the mountain, and the ensuing struggle led to an avalanche, burying many soldiers alive in the snow...
No wonder... The Kashgar-Mula Mountains are steep and the snow on them never melts. Over the years, the snow on these mountains has accumulated to an unknown thickness. If you fire a gun on these mountains, even two shots could trigger a serious avalanche.