“I’ve heard it.” Lu Feng’s voice was hoarse and there seemed to be a slight tremor at the end, before it became a rigid indifference. “Answered.”

The cold muzzle touched An Zhe’s forehead. For the first time in his life, An Zhe realized he was so close to death and fear firmly controlled him. He hesitated before saying, “No… no.”

“PJ103, please immediately—”

The broadcast from the communicator pushed all emotions to the apex. Then the next moment, it came to an abrupt end.

Buzz.

The sound of the current got louder and there was a rustling sound followed by a long beep. Finally, it disappeared after a sudden high-frequency beep.

Instead, there was a gentle female voice. “Sorry, the base signal has been interrupted due to the solar wind in the ionosphere. This is a normal situation so please don’t panic. All activities will continue as usual and the communication signal will be restored from time to time. A public broadcast will be sent to you so please keep listening.”

“Sorry, the base signal has been interrupted due to the solar wind…”

An Zhe was still locked together with the other person. They were so close and his sense of danger reached the limit. Lu Feng could kill him at any time yet he could also feel Lu Feng’s heartbeat and breathing. Lu Feng’s face might be calm but the frequency of his heartbeat wasn’t smooth.

Lu Feng’s fingers gripped An Zhe’s shoulders and tightened. This just touched his wound and a layer of water vapour covered An Zhe’s eyes as his body trembled and he whimpered.

The cold muzzle was still touching his temple and there wasn’t the slightest bit of warmth in his body. The fear and shadow of death didn’t recede. An Zhe opened his mouth but at this moment, he could barely speak. He knew that he had collapsed—if a mushroom could collapse.

All the scenes of his life flashed in front of him. He couldn’t catch any of it or get anything. Just the night before, he had still been thinking about how to lie to protect the colonel.

“I… won’t give it to you.” He reached out to protect his belly, his voice trembling violently as he cried out intermittently, “I hate… you.”

The muzzle suddenly trembled.

“…please keep listening.”

The final words of the broadcast finished. Everything was quiet. The fire of the wreckage went out, the voice of the communicator stopped and all contact was cut off. Here, there were no traces of human existence. The wilderness on all sides and the continuous desert were directly connected with the night sky. It was as if humans never existed. No humans, no human civilization and no human base. All of it—all the struggles and entanglements had suddenly disappeared as the signal disappeared. There were only the two of them left in this ancient desert.