A somewhat familiar face appeared in front of Ji Ning.
With a hint of mockery in her eyes, "I always thought we were the same kind of person, but now it seems, you're not."
Ying Huang looked her over, then took a step back, leaning on the nearby railing, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it at her lips.
After taking two or three puffs, she held it between her fingers and looked at her, "A delicate flower that hasn't endured the storm will never understand what you say. You've stayed at the base before, right?"
Ji Ning sat up, raised her head and looked at her, her beautiful peach blossom eyes staring directly into hers, "How did you get your injuries?"
Ying Huang took a drag on her cigarette, then said with a bit of self-mockery, "Executing a mission."
"To the Pollution Zone?"
"Yeah, where else? Barely came out alive, ended up with all these injuries, can only leave. In the end, still forced to sell my body by those with money and power. Those people never regard human life."
