An Zhe took them back and played with there again. No matter how many times he tried, the result was the same. There was insurmountable resistance between the same two poles and they could never be put together. Meanwhile, the opposite poles had an unimaginable attraction and only needed to be placed a bit closer to each other to automatically join together.

An Zhe inquired, “What’s between them?”

He was a mushroom and An Ze hadn’t taken physics classes. The knowledge of the two people couldn’t explain this phenomenon.

Lu Feng answered, “The magnetic field.”

“Is it the same as the artificial magnetic field?”

“Yes.”

“Can’t I see it?”

“You can’t see it.”

“Why can’t we see it?”

Lu Feng stuffed him into the quilt. “Many things are invisible.”

An Zhe hummed. The quilt was a bit hot so he put his arms and shoulders out. Lu Feng saw a blue bruise appear at the neckline of An Zhe’s soft white t-shirt and he reached out to pull it down. The originally smooth and flawless milky while skin was now full of blue-purple traces that were very uniform, to the point where the source couldn’t be found.

An Zhe didn’t speak. He just removed Lu Feng’s hand and restored his collar.

Lu Feng’s eyes were still focused there. He naturally recognized these marks. If the base needed to torture repeat offenders to extract confessions, they would use high-intensity electricity torture. No one could stand it and confessed. The aftermath of the electrocution was diverse, from physical to psychological problems. The marks on the skin were just one of them. Many people would never be able to get rid of this painful nightmare for the rest of their lives.

Nevertheless, An Zhe just wrapped the quilt tightly around himself and slightly lowered his eyes while saying calmly, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Lu Feng saw this quiet expression. He sometimes wanted to bully this person and sometimes wanted to treat him well.

Lu Feng saw An Zhe wriggling on the bed to make room for him to lie down. The bed wasn’t very big so they were very close once Lu Feng lay down. An Zhe saw a new scar on Lu Feng’s arm that seemed to be caused by a blunt object. This wasn’t all. There were also faint bruises and scratches on his shoulders.

An Zhe reached out to touch the longest one but halfway there, he was afraid of hurting the colonel and retracted his hand, curling up in the quilt.

The colonel’s eyes seemed mild. “Sleep.”