Late at night.
Ji Chao had already calmed down from the excitement of the day. Sitting alone by the river, he crossed his legs and closed his eyes, immersing his mind completely in the Thought Key Pattern. His entire body radiated a shimmering blue glow, an utterly wondrous sight.
In the woods, Wen Ju was nearly bored to death.
This was a rainforest. Even in the dead of winter, it was unbearably hot, and worst of all, there were swarms of mosquitoes!
"Just what the hell did my lord go off to do?" He lay listlessly atop a log, allowing the mosquitoes to bite him as he had already given up resisting.
Type Zero and Type One did not feel much of anything. Mosquitoes could not pierce their skin.
"I feel like you're more annoying than the mosquitoes," Type One said bluntly. "The leader's affairs are beyond our control. Every action he takes is carefully considered. We cannot interfere, nor would we. We only need to wait quietly."
"You're pretty annoying too. Look at your brother—proper and imposing. Now look at you." Though Wen Ju could not beat Type One, he would never admit defeat verbally. They had long since become familiar with one another, and the humanity of Type Zero and Type One was gradually awakening, so a little teasing naturally would not cause any problems.
"I might not measure up to my brother, but am I really worse than you?!" Type One sprayed spit everywhere as he widened his eyes and leaned toward Wen Ju.
"You've got the nerve to compare yourself to an ordinary commoner like me?" Wen Ju widened his eyes as well and leaned in. The two were practically about to kiss, glaring at each other like that.
Smack!
Thunk!
"Ah!"
"Argh!"
Type Zero looked