My Four Other Selves Chapter 30
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Zhang Yong was sleeping peacefully. His eye lids were tightly closed and a big frown was resting there on his forehead.
His peaceful sleep got disturbed by the other Zhang Yong who was trying to wake him up by pushing his body here and there.
Zhang Yong was too tired and didn't want to wake up yet but the other Zhang Yong forced him to get up, he sighed but still got up from the rough floor but the first thing he did after getting up was yell at the other Zhang Yong.
"What is this? You said one hour it's not even five minutes.."
Because of sleeping on that ground, his whole body was aching badly. He wasn't used to sleeping in that kind of posture but now he had to sleep on that uncomfortable ground which caused pain in all his body. He stretched his arms and rubbed his legs trying to soothe the aching in his body.
But the other Zhang Yong didn't bother with him yelling and himself told him with a stern voice. "Your training starts now!"
Zhang Yong sighed as all the scenes from some time ago started to run through his mind and he finally realized where he was and he was supposed to start his first mission, training today.
Zhang Yong growled and again closed his eyes, he was making efforts to get up from the ground but the man standing in front of him was getting frustrated so he did
what came at first in his mind.
He went some where out of the cave. Zhang Yong was rubbing his eyes when he peeked from the corner of his eyes to check where he was going.
Soon the other Zhang Yong came back with a bucket like a thing in his hand. Zhang Yong acted like he was still not properly up but from the corner of his eyes, he was watching every move of the other Zhang Yong.
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Zhang Yong saw him coming near him with that bucket and before he could register some thing else in his mind the water was on him.
The other Zhang Yong didn't wait much and threw that cold water on him. In an instance, Zhang Yong sat straight on the ground now while coughing.
His eyes were wide and he was breathing heavily. His breathing was fast like he had just run a marathon.
His shirt was soaked. It was the only shirt he had to wear here and now it was soaked too only because of that man standing in front of him with an evil smirk on his face.
Groaning at him, he pushed the wet strand of his hair back so he could properly glare at him and then yelled, "What did you do just now?"
"Throw water at you so you can wake up."
He put the bucket there on the side and was now standing in front of him with his arms crossed on his chest and a boring look on his face. He simply replied to him like it wasn't a big deal but he in response growled out loud.
The other Zhang Yong wasn't going to go easy on him thinking that he was a part of himself, he had a long way ahead of herself so he couldn't be lazy.
He was going to give him no chill because he knew that they would need to work hard to achieve their goals.
"Get up now or else I won"t mind doing the same again."
Zhang Yong upon hearing that rolled his eyes but didn't say anything further and got up from the ground. He put out his tongue and teased him before running away from there.
The other Zhang Yong rolled his eyes and he said to himself still with his poker face, "Humph! Childish."
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Zhang Yong just went out of the cave not wanting to stay there with that man anymore. He came out and the fresh air hit his nostrils. He felt a little bit fresh after breathing in that air.
Not far away from there, he saw a little lake," oh so he brought this water from here."
With that, he started walking towards it.
He bent down at the bank of the lake and put both his hands into the lake. The water in it felt transparent to him as he could see his hands in the lake.
"Looks like the water is fresh. It wouldn't hurt if I drink some from here."
He started to drink the water from there and after he was done quenching his thirst he started to splash that water on his face and his neck.
The cold water felt soothing to his muscles so he decided to take a bath in it.
"It wouldn't hurt if I would just take a quick bath right?"
He didn't even wait to think about it and hurriedly started to remove his clothes. Just as he was done removing...….
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