295: I want to be quiet

Dili Abasi nodded woodenly, still in a daze.

Pan Han bought two mechs without blinking, and one of them was his own.

This gift was too valuable!

She had lived so many years and had never received such a generous gift; she didn't know how to express her gratitude.

"Asiba, wake up, this is just the beginning!" Pan Han couldn't help but laugh at her expression.

"You're truly a monster!" After a long while, Dili Abasi finally squeezed out a sentence.

This time, it was Pan Han's turn to look at Cheng Xiao and laugh: "Do you think I'm a monster?"

"You were fine before you evolved, but after evolving, you're a monster. Only Xi Ba can deal with you." As she spoke, Cheng Xiao rubbed her stomach with both hands and couldn't help but scoot back.

"By the way, Mo Dage, are there any female-specific mechs?" Pan Han put his hands on his chest, gesturing.

He had seen many pictures of female mechs, all of which conformed to the female figure, with curves in all the right places.

Moreover, Cheng Xiao and Dili Abasi both had tall and slender figures, with ample busts and derrieres; wearing male mechs wouldn't be pleasing to the eye.

"Of course there are. After all, in the apocalypse, there are still many female lords like Xi Ba. They are fully qualified to own mechs."

"Pick out the two best-looking mechs for me, you know the type." Pan Han rubbed his hands, almost drooling.

"Don't worry, my Commander. I'll make sure you drool when you see them." Cheng Xiao got up and walked out; she needed to reply to Mo Li quickly.

Moreover, this transaction involved a huge sum and required many details to be finalized.

After Cheng Xiao left, Pan Han planned to have the Knight Order raise 400,000 boxes of luncheon meat cans when he returned.

"Pan Han, don't leave tonight." Dili Abasi interrupted his thoughts.

"No, I still have some things to do there, I must rush back." Pan Han thought about it; he needed to go back to see Er Qiu and thoroughly resolve the matter perfectly.

"Uh, what about me then?" As Dili Abasi spoke, her legs constantly clamped together, and her expression was somewhat abnormal.

"No way, again? It's only been a few days!" Pan Han knew what she wanted to do at first glance.

"After evolving, the desire seems stronger. If you have things to do, just go, I can find someone else." Dili Abasi rubbed the corner of her clothes, looking out the window, and said shyly.

"By the way, how did you deal with it before, in Daughter Country?" Pan Han found her distressed expression somewhat amusing.

"I'll tell you quietly." Dili Abasi leaned into Pan Han's ear and whispered.

"You can do that??" Pan Han was greatly astonished after listening!

Compared to Dili Abasi, Cheng Xiao and Qin Zhong before were simply kindergarten children!

Seeing Pan Han so surprised, Dili Abasi immediately giggled: "You shocked me once just now, and now I've returned the favor."

"In a few days, I'll bring you back some gifts. I guarantee you'll like them." Pan Han suddenly changed the subject, thinking of strange toys.

"Okay, then what about tonight??" Dili Abasi, seeing no one around, directly straddled Pan Han's lap, her proud peaks pressing against his face.

"Forget tonight, let's do it now. You're truly a tormenting little vixen." Pan Han naturally placed his hands on her perky buttocks, grabbing them casually.

...

Three hours later, Dawn Base once again welcomed dusk, the sun, working without effort, lazily gradually setting.

As the sky darkened, the base's lights came on, illuminating everything brightly.

Cheng Xiao looked at her watch and sighed: "It finally stopped, poor Xi Ba!"

Inside the villa, Pan Han, covered in scars, lay on the bed, feeling lifeless, looking at the ceiling fan, and said weakly: "Why don't you go find Qin Zhong and them instead?"

Two lines of hot tears flowed from Pan Han's eyes, dripping unimpeded onto the floor.

Dili Abasi sat by the bed, combing her hair, and gently patted Pan Han's chest: "Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for you."

Upon hearing this, Pan Han immediately found his phone, opened Pinduoduo, and wanted to buy a few boxes of toys.

However, there was no internet in the apocalypse, so he couldn't access Pinduoduo!

"Damn it, the priority of buying toys should be higher than buying mechs!" Pan Han sighed.

"Hahaha! It's too late for you to regret it now." Dili Abasi gave Pan Han a fierce kiss, her eyes returning to a gentle, flowing gaze.

"You go eat with Cheng Xiao and the others. I'm going to take a shower." Pan Han got up and wobbled into the bathroom.

"Oh, you're not eating!"

"You go first, don't mind me. I want to be alone!" Pan Han waved his hand at Dili Abasi without looking back, telling her to leave quickly.

"Okay, Commander, see you tomorrow!"

Half an hour later, Pan Han finally recovered and quickly traveled back to his own world.

Back at the warehouse, he drove home, looking at the family group; Er Qiu was already home, eating dinner.

Pan Han told everyone to eat first and not wait for him.

At seven in the evening, Pan Han returned home.

Er Qiu, seeing him return, immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him.

Pan Han quickly helped him up and examined him carefully; the boy's head was covered in bumps, his eyes were black, and his arms were full of electrocution marks.

"Er Qiu, don't go out and wander anymore. Stay home and work hard, and be with your parents." Pan Han had many scolding words, but they all got swallowed back when they reached his lips.

It seemed that Er Qiu had learned his lesson, and he believed that he wouldn't even leave the county town in the future.

"Brother, I know I was wrong. I will definitely work hard in the future." Er Qiu was in tears, sobbing, and all his grievances finally burst out.

"You'll go to your great-uncle's place in the future. Everything has been arranged."

"Mm-hmm!"

The family saw Er Qiu like this and felt greatly relieved; this child was still salvageable!

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Pan Han ate a couple of bites of food and then sent Er Qiu's family back.

When he returned, he found the situation in the house quite tense.

His father and mother sat on the sofa, looking at Pan Han with serious expressions.

"What's wrong, Mom and Dad?" Pan Han asked, puzzled.

"Who exactly do you know? Someone who can go to the Myanmar Northern Region to rescue people, and even use a private plane to send them back!" His father spoke first.

Although his father usually had no status at home, in important matters, it still depended on the man.

"Uh!" Pan Han didn't know how to answer the question.

His current abilities far exceeded the comprehension of ordinary people.

If he wanted to, he could buy the entire county town tomorrow.

"I'm currently working for the country, but it's all classified work. I can't say." Pan Han's mind raced, and a very good reason was concocted!

There were many departments in Longguo whose work involved absolute secrecy, which couldn't be told to family members.

Ordinary people had also heard about this to some extent, so this reason was easier to fool them.

"Ah? You haven't been drinking, have you? What ability do you have to work for the country?" Pan Han's mother immediately jumped up. How could she not know what her own son was capable of?

Just half a year after graduating from college, he could be conscripted by the country? And go to a classified department! It didn't sound very credible!

"Mom and Dad, don't ask anymore! If I tell you, I'll be taken away within ten minutes. It's very serious, not a joke at all." Pan Han put on his best acting, saying with a solemn expression.

"Did you, kid, achieve controllable nuclear fusion??" Pan Han's father still couldn't bear to give up and asked one last question.

"Dad, I can only say that this technology isn't even fit to carry my shoes!"

"My goodness." His father searched his mind; the only technology that could make controllable nuclear fusion carry its shoes could only be the Dyson Sphere.

"You two, just pretend you don't know about this, and don't tell anyone. Otherwise, you won't see me again." Pan Han could only coax and trick them, quickly trying to muddle through.

Seeing him say this, his parents could only stop asking questions. They hid in the house and whispered.

Pan Han was happy to be at leisure, picked up his dedicated phone, and sent instructions to Ouyang Cong: "Prepare 400,000 boxes of luncheon meat cans and send them to the designated warehouse in Kyoto."