I Was the One Switched at Birth [Female A, Male O] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 46: 046 He finally approached this gust of wind.

Chapter 46: 046 He finally approached this gust of wind.

As the sun rises and the moon changes, the sun of the Temuli Star rises again.

Due to the forced interruption of the cleaning task, most of the personnel were stranded on the aircraft carrier for the day, apart from the necessary patrol tasks.

Wen Xueyang had no intention of drinking tea. She didn't come all the way from another galaxy just to drink tea. Feng Wu was still waiting for her to rescue him in the lower atmosphere.

"I won't drink, I won't drink. Agar, I command you as the heir of the Wen family to immediately assemble the army and prepare to enter the Temuli Star to rescue Major Feng Wu who is stranded there."

Agar: "My lord, this. . . the overall command of the Seventh Squad has already been fully transferred to General Duan. I do not have the ability to assemble the army."

Agar, who was affected by the fight between immortals, became even more stuttered. "L-l-last night, my lord, after you fainted."

"Damn it, I can't wait anymore!" According to the intelligence, members of the 'Sword' division have already encountered Feng Wu, and it is unknown whether Feng Wu is injured. She is also accompanied by a doctor who is powerless to defend himself, making survival even more difficult. She understands Feng Wu and she will never abandon the doctor and escape on her own.

Wen Xueyang continued, "Prepare the medicine for me, Agar, you go prepare a mecha for me. Since Duan Shaoxiu refuses to help me, then I'll go by myself."

Agar's face wrinkled like a bitter melon. He opened his mouth, wanting to say that Lord Feng Wu's abilities were extraordinary and he would definitely come back. However, he didn't dare to touch the misfortune of this lord again, feeling mentally and physically exhausted like a spinning top. If this continued, he felt like he would have Omega-PTSD.

The door of the command room was pushed open, and the military boots made a clattering sound as they stepped on the metal floor.

Duan Shaoxiu, dressed in military uniform, stood at the door: "Let's go."

Wen Xueyang was angry, but she arrived in a hurry, without changing clothes or wearing shoes. Her long sleeping gown dragged on the ground without any momentum.

At this moment, she didn't want to be inferior to Duan Shaoxiu in the slightest. Without hesitation, she climbed onto a nearby chair, hands on her waist, and asked back, "What's the matter?"

Duan Shaoxiu, accustomed to her unreasonable behavior, was not affected at all: "Save Feng Wu. The army is ready."

Wen Xueyang jumped off the chair with a snap and quickly stopped Duan Shaoxiu's hand: "Really? But what about last night. . ."

"Go change your clothes." Duan Shaoxiu didn't move.

"Five minutes, don't be a second late."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Xueyang had disappeared, leaving only a warm touch on Duan Shaoxiu's palm as evidence that she had held it. In the command room, Tang Che, carrying Agar, sat on the side and raised a cup of tea to him from a distance.

Everything is still according to plan.

Outside the metal corridor, occasional rustling sounds of parasitic spiders crawling could be heard. Worried about unexpected incidents, Feng Wu leaned a bit closer, but the doctor did not show any obvious resistance.

The influence between A and O through marking is mutual, even if they are only temporary marks. This is a strange experience, as if there is a predetermined fate. Without deliberately doing so, half of Feng Wu's spiritual power will unconsciously fall on the doctor, and the doctor is the same.