The Rebirth of the Last Days and Return to [Fang] Hao

The white ball seemed to like to stay in Fang Hao’s arms. When He Zizhong placed it on the ground, it bounced, and rushed into Fang Hao’s arms happily, dumbfounding them. Fortunately, it didn’t seem malicious, but simply liked to lie in people’s arms, so the two left it temporarily.

On the third floor of the small building, there was nothing else except the room where the Buddhist altar was and the empty terrace outside. The two even turned over the two blue prayer mats and the incense burner, and found nothing except the white ball.

Back on the second floor, they once again entered the room full of bookshelves. After looking around for a bit, they found an ancient book in a prominent position on the desk.

It was written in the small seal style, so He Zizhong was able to roughly distinguish the title of the book. After examining it three or four times, he confirmed that he should not have misunderstood it. He looked at Fang Hao with a distorted expression. “This book is…”

Fang Hao blinked, still holding the white ball that was squinting comfortably in his arms.

“If I am not mistaken, the title of this book is…” He Zizhong coughed and cleared his throat, “Shuangxiu Secret Manual.”1Shuangxiu = dual cultivation. Kept the phonetics as it sounded more appropriate

With a “plop”, the white ball fell on the ground, his eyes turning into mosquito coils as he swayed dizzily next to Fang Hao’s feet. Fang Hao didn’t notice the redness on the white ball’s face as he looked at He Zizhong with a little embarrassment. He opened his mouth and closed it silently without knowing what to say.

He Zizhong lowered his head and turned the page. It was still a bunch of small seal text that even he couldn’t fully understand what was written, until he turned to a page with pictures, and saw two people depicted inside boldly and clearly. The posture confirmed he had not made a mistake.

Fang Hao stood beside him, and also saw the image. Lowering his head as he blushed. Although they were already together, the meaning of secretly doing shameful things together and watching small pornographic books or films together was not the same!

No matter how frequently one watched this kind of thing alone, it was not as embarrassing as when watching it with others. Especially when that person was the person he had a long-standing crush on, and was now his new lover!

Page after page, most pages afterwards were mostly pictures with text. Various postures and positions, with some so bold that it would not be found in pornography…

When the book was turned over approximately halfway, the style of painting suddenly changed from the previous male and female pictures to male and male pictures…

“There’s still this kind of dual cultivation?!” Fang Hao didn’t know when this book was handed down, but it should have been an era with small seal script. Were the ancients so open back then? Forget about men and women, there were even men and men?!

He Zizhong also twitched his cheeks and looked at the paintings, confirming that most of the poses were very similar to those of the men and women in front, and even the explanations above are similar. Until it neared the end and became a pair of women…

The two were speechless once more, and at this time they couldn’t find an adjective how to describe their thunderous mood.

——Their minds were completely jumbled from the paintings. Even the earlier embarrassment was gone. Was seeing this easy for them?

The white ball threw himself into Fang Hao’s arms again for comfort and hugs. He Zizhong noticed the sky outside the window had begun to brighten. Their sleepiness had long been swept away by the upgrade of space, so he decided not to sleep anymore.

“I’m going to find some books, and look up what it says specifically.” He Zizhong was going to find some books he had specially obtained for learning Chinese characters, and to identify those small seals.

Although he had studied for a while, he only knew the relatively common characters, and couldn’t figure out the more complicated characters.

Fang Hao nodded, holding the dumpling that was rubbed over and over, that he couldn’t distinguish the face from back. “Okay, I’ll go prepare breakfast.”

He Zizhong entered into the lower-level warehouse and searched for the books he had bought back then. Then he rummaged among the books he collected from the library last time. After locating a few books related to small seal script, he went back to the study room on the second floor to translate the secrets.

Fang Hao went to the kitchen and wondered what to eat for a while.

“There are wrapped wontons, and there are also buns from last time…” It is good to have a storage space that will not spoil things. Put cooked meals in, so when they are taken out, they are exactly the same as before!

After pondering for a while, Fang Hao turned and grabbed a blue supermarket basket. He went out to the pasture behind the building where the chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep were raised to pick up eggs.

With the eggs produced by the space and the coriander and shallots produced by the space, Fang Hao realized after making a big pot of wontons that he could also control the space and take things directly from the space below?!

After summoning the bowls and chopsticks and spoons and putting them on the table, Fang Hao happily rushed to the study to tell He Zizhong.

He Zizhong had a few opened books beside him, and there was a notebook on one side. He got up and went downstairs with him when he saw him come.

“How is the research?”

“I wrote the translated content in the book, and we can study it together after I’m done.” He Zizhong thought about it and explained. “That thing seems to be for… internal strength.”

“Internal strength? Are the books on the shelf in that room all secret manuals?” Fang Hao was a little surprised.

He Zizhong recalled: “Maybe, but not all. I also saw some medical books on the shelf.”

The two hurriedly ate breakfast and returned to the study. It is worth mentioning that the white ball suddenly jumped onto the table while the two were eating, and blinking pitifully with its large watery, round eyes beside Fang Hao’s bowl. The electric current being discharged2there’s no electricity; its a metaphor for being stared at by the cute ball caused the two of them to break in cold sweat. In the end, Fang Hao couldn’t help it as he took a wonton and put it in a small spoon.

Then, he saw the ball jump up and land with a “puuchi”, swallowing the spoon and pressing the wonton under its body…

After it moved away, the was still there, but the wonton was gone.

After “eating” a wonton, it turned over and fell on the table with a puff. Just when Fang Hao thought it was about to undergo first aid for food poisoning-it actually snored.

“It’s probably… fell asleep. Let it sleep, we have our stuff to do.”

Putting the white ball on the big bed in the room and covering it with bedding, the two of them returned to the study. He Zizhong continued to study the “Shuangxiu Secret Manual”, while Fang Hao rummaged through the bookshelf for traditional books that he might understand. Although he doesn’t know small seal script, he can still recognize ordinary traditional characters.

One translating and the other flipping through books. When they were hungry, they took something directly from the space below and ate it. It was not until lights had to be turned on that they had a clue.

“This is indeed a kind of exercise. What is being cultivated is called ‘qi’. Its a bit like internal strength. It is said that it can be used with other manuals in the room.” He Zizhong gave priority to the previous summary. The following male-to-male parts have been translated…cough cough, they can apply what they’ve learned to increase their strength; its a good way to achieve two goals…

Fang Hao also held a basic book with bright eyes and sent it to He Zizhong: “This is an introduction to medicinal herbs, and there are formulas for some common diseases. And these books should be martial arts secrets!” He did not expect that in these books were actually martial art secrets. He was originally just a healing ability user, and didn’t have any powerful attack methods. Before, he could only use copper pipes and iron rods to beat zombies. Now, if he put some effort, he could actually do something!

Because of their excitement, the two of them turned towards the pile of books that Fang Hao had found, a pile of classical Chinese and traditional characters, and they were dizzy.

Waking up in the middle of the night by the white light after the upgrade of the space, they were busy flipping through those books during the day. The overexcited pair forgot about the time, and they slept in the chair of the master in the study, cuddling each other.

Back pain, neck pain, arm pain.

Before he opened his eyes, he was awakened by the soreness in his body.

He Zizhong opened his eyes with some difficulty, and there were some hair in his mouth and nose, soft and silky, touching his cheeks. His chest and body were warm, Fang Hao sat sideways in his arms, using his chest as a big bed, sleeping in a daze.

He looked around in confusion, but before he could figure out where he was, he was taken aback by a pair of big, watery eyes.

There was a ball of white on the table, blinking with big eyes. It jumped two or three times on the back of Fang Hao’s head, and faced He Zizhong face to face.

That thing seems to be… the white dumpling they found yesterday?

“Go down, go down.” Gently poke the ball with his somewhat sore finger. Unfortunately, they were on different wavelengths. Instead, it rubbed He Zizhong’s fingers with enjoyment. When he tried to grab it directly, he jumped straight into He Zizhong’s arms…

Why does he think this thing was like raising a kitten or puppy in the home? Except for a different touch and appearance, the coquettish posture seems to be no different from those pets.

Thinking of what Fang Hao said yesterday, this thing seemed to treat him as a mother. At this time, He Zizhong had a weird feeling—this thing seemed to treat himself as a father…

So, the ball considers it to be his and Fang Hao’s offspring? Or is it Fang Hao who gave birth?

After twitching the corners of his mouth several times and trying to get the white ball down to no avail, He Zizhong could only temporarily acquiesce in the behavior of this thing lying in his arms like a sticky, brown candy.

At this time, Fang Hao, who had been sleeping in He Zizhong’s arms, was also awakened by the interaction between them. He rubbed his eyes and looked around, then raised his head. “Senior…what time is it?”

He bowed his head and kissed his still bewildered face: “It’s daytime, I haven’t looked at the watch yet.”

“I’ll get breakfast…”

The two men slept stiffly on the chair before they reluctantly got up to wash. After accidentally discovering that the bathroom water in the enlarged space seemed to have a certain healing effect on the soreness and fatigue of the two of them, He Zizhong pulled Fang Hao into the hot spring pool and took a mandarin duck bath.

 

Ah, the feels when I reread this chapter.

 

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1Shuangxiu = dual cultivation. Kept the phonetics as it sounded more appropriate2there’s no electricity; its a metaphor for being stared at by the cute ball