darknovel Chapter 536 It's all your fault!
Chapter 536 It's all your fault!
Lin Feng stared at the five skulls for two seconds, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind—
Will those chosen ones who died yesterday "come back to life" today?
Then one of the skulls on their arm will turn blood red?
Verification is simple.
We'll know if Toby from Broccoli Country still shows up when we gather later.
However, this is not the most pressing issue at the moment.
He rolled out of bed and quickly put on his clothes.
Derek was still snoring, his snores heavy and labored, like an old engine struggling to keep running.
Wasim has woken up.
He sat up in bed, his gaze falling on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng pointed to the ceiling and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I'm going to find Su Wan."
Wasim frowned slightly: "Too dangerous!"
"It's okay," Lin Feng said softly but confidently, "I can handle it."
He opened the door, slid out sideways, and gently closed the door behind him.
Only Lin Feng's soft footsteps could be heard in the corridor.
He quickly crossed the corridor and went down the stairs to the ground floor.
The morning chill was in the air, the sky was just beginning to lighten, and the gray-blue clouds hung low.
Lin Feng glanced around and locked his gaze on a gray magpie on an old locust tree in front of him, which was tilting its head and preening its tail feathers.
The Call of the Wild is activated.
The magpie paused for a moment, its bright black eyes darting around, before flapping its wings and flying over, landing lightly on Lin Feng's shoulder.
Lin Feng took out a small piece of biscuit from his spatial storage, broke it into pieces, and handed it over.
The magpie pecked twice, making soft, gurgling sounds in its throat.
"Which room is Su Wan staying in?" Lin Feng asked.
"Third floor, 308." The grey magpie chirped softly.
Lin Feng patted its little head: "Thank you, go ahead."
The grey magpie flapped its wings and flew away, disappearing into the dense foliage of the locust tree.
The main entrance to the medical center is just ahead.
Fortunately, there was no dormitory supervisor, and it was early morning, so the medical staff were far from getting up, and the surroundings were quiet.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, lowered his head, and quickly entered.
The lobby on the first floor was empty, and the smell of disinfectant lingered in the air.
He stepped onto the stairs with light, quick steps.
As he turned the corner and arrived on the second floor, his ear twitched slightly.
Footsteps.
The sound came from the left-hand corridor on the second floor—slow, heavy, each step feeling like walking on wet mud.
After walking a few steps, the footsteps suddenly stopped.
Then a soft sniffing sound was heard.
A hesitant whisper drifted over: "The... scent of humans?"
Lin Feng tensed up and, without the slightest hesitation, immediately activated the skill [Abyss Shadow Escape].
His figure instantly blended into the shadows at the corner of the stairs, his breath swallowed up by the skill.
With the 50% movement speed bonus, he swept up to the third floor almost silently and came to a steady stop in front of room 308.
With his tense nerves relaxing slightly, Lin Feng slowly exhaled and gently knocked on the door.
"Who?"
Su Wan's voice came from behind the door, carrying the languor of someone still half-asleep in the early morning, and a slight displeasure at being abruptly disturbed.
Lin Feng lowered his voice: "It's me, Lin Feng."
There was silence behind the door for two seconds.
Then came a faint rustling of clothes, footsteps approaching, and the door opened.
Su Wan stood at the door.
She wore a dark gray silk robe, the belt loosely tied, the neckline slightly open, revealing glimpses of the familiar valley below her collarbone.
Her chestnut-brown hair fell over her shoulders, with the ends curled slightly from sleeping.
She wasn't wearing makeup.
Without makeup, her eyebrows and eyes look younger and more approachable than usual.
On her feet were a pair of navy blue cotton slippers.
She squinted at Lin Feng.
She didn't ask him how he got up there, or how he knew her room number.
She squinted at him for two seconds, then leaned against the doorframe, crossing her arms.
"explain."
Lin Feng cut to the chase: "Derek is in trouble. During last night's flashback segment, the details he gave were extremely absurd..."
Su Wan's facial expression remained unchanged after hearing this.
"Okay, you can go back now. This isn't a place for you to be upstairs."
Lin Feng did not move.
Su Wan raised an eyebrow slightly: "Is there anything else?"
Lin Feng pursed his lips slightly: "Section Chief Su, could I possibly take up a little more of your time?"
Su Wan looked at him without saying anything.
Lin Feng looked up and met his gaze. "Let me make you a cup of coffee. You just woke up; it'll be just what you need to perk you up."
Su Wan was stunned for a moment. In her memory, no one—not a single chosen one—had ever knocked on her door and offered to make her coffee.
madman!
This is like dancing on a tiger's head!
However, this action piqued Su Wan's interest.
After all, her favorability rating towards Lin Feng had already reached 40 points, and she was also a little curious—what kind of coffee could he make?
"Okay." A barely perceptible smile played on her lips. "But if it doesn't taste good—I won't let you off the hook."
Lin Feng nodded: "No problem."
Su Wan stepped aside, leaving a gap for people to enter.
Lin Feng stepped into the room, and Su Wan gently closed the door behind him.
He walked to the table and took out a set of portable coffee equipment from his personal storage space:
A mini espresso machine, a can of aromatic dark roast coffee beans, a handheld grinder, a thermometer, and a latte art pitcher—everything you could need.
The moment the lid is opened, the rich aroma of caramel mixed with dark chocolate slowly spreads, filling the quiet room.
Lin Feng began making coffee methodically.
The coffee grinder turned gently, making a soft, rustling sound that was particularly soothing.
Su Wan stood quietly to the side with her arms crossed, her posture no longer defensive and distant, but rather as if she were leisurely watching an unexpected and exquisite performance.
Lin Feng's movements were fluid and efficient; grinding, smoothing, and pressing the powder were all done cleanly and efficiently, without a single unnecessary movement.
Insert the handle, press the extraction button, and the rich, dark brown coffee slowly flows out, fine and even as silk, dripping smoothly.
Then he took out thick coconut milk and a warm ceramic coffee cup.
Coconut milk is slowly poured along the side of the cup, and the milky white liquid rises quietly in the cup.
Then came the espresso—he flicked his wrist, and the dark brown liquid flowed slowly down the back of the spoon.
Coconut milk and espresso blend together in the cup, creating a uniform light brown base.
He didn't stop.
The milk foam in the pitcher is already well-made. Tilting the coffee cup, the milk foam flows out from the spout—first, a white circle is drawn in the center, then with a flick of the wrist, the lines flow smoothly outwards.
Finish up, lift the vat.
A cat?
No, that round face, slightly wavy long hair, and slightly upturned eyes—
Su Wan.
The milk foam outlines Su Wan's profile.
Concise, accurate, and even possessing a certain charm.
The languid yet sharp quality between her brows and eyes is perfectly captured by the lines of the milk foam.
Su Wan looked down at the cup of coffee and froze.
"you--"
Lin Feng didn't explain, but simply pushed the cup forward half an inch: "Try it."
Su Wan picked up the coffee cup and brought it to her lips.
She took a small sip, then closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.
She opened her eyes and looked at Lin Feng's face: "What flavor of coffee is this?"
"Coconut latte," Lin Feng replied softly.
Su Wan repeated the name in a low voice, took another sip, and subconsciously licked her lips as she put down the cup.
In an instant, a faint line appeared between her brows, and her tone carried a hint of resentful annoyance:
"What will I do if I can't drink it anymore? It's all your fault!"