Qin Siyang nodded, "No time to lose, let's hurry back. This is already deep within the safe zone. If we run into another mid-sized god, I won't have the strength to kill it. Then all three of us will die here."
Then Qin Siyang looked up at the starry sky not far away, where a gigantic creature was still floating.
"If we're unlucky and encounter a large god…"
"Then let's at least strike a cool pose before we die."
"Do you two remember the way back?"
"I do!"
Zhao Sifang took out a pocket watch, opened it for a glance, and pointed in a direction: "This way!"
"We have to follow the same route we came from. There are still two of my Ghost-Faced Heron corpses to retrieve."
"Uh… but the way we came isn't the fastest route back to the safe zone. Qin bro, didn't you say we should avoid danger and get back first?"
"But we can't waste the kills! I almost died for these points. How could I just leave them behind?"
Gu Yunpeng said, "Let's go with Qin Siyang's decision. After all, he saved our lives. If it weren't for him, who knows how we would've escaped from the Ghost-Faced Heron's belly?"
"Alright. Since my brother-in-law says so, I have no objections! Let's run this way."
Qin Siyang glanced at Gu Yunpeng.
He hadn't expected Gu Yunpeng to speak so decisively and support his decision.
After all, his request could very well get Gu Yunpeng killed.
But in Gu Yunpeng's eyes, Qin Siyang himself was already doomed.
So there was no reason to refuse Qin Siyang's demand to collect spoils of war.
Qin Siyang secretly approved.
'This guy surnamed Gu isn't too bad after all.'
'Damn.'
'Didn't expect there to actually be someone in this world who is handsome, capable, and has good character.'
'So perfect—how are the rest of us supposed to live?'
"Hurry up! You two, keep up!", Qin Siyang immediately sprinted in the direction Zhao Sifang pointed.
"I'm fast, and I have the Swift Boots equipped. You two better keep u—"
Before he could finish, two figures flashed past him.
Zhao Sifang's shoes gleamed with a ghostly blue light, his speed fast enough to leave afterimages.
And Gu Yunpeng was even more astonishing.
He was actually flying through the air at high speed.
Already good-looking, now soaring through the wind, exuding heroic elegance, Qin Siyang couldn't help but stare for a moment.
Zhao Sifang glanced back and called out, "Qin bro, what did you just say? I didn't catch that from behind you."
Qin Siyang's face turned sour, "I said, don't just run ahead. Once my skill ends, I might collapse from exhaustion, and you two will have to carry me!"
"Oh, got it."
The two immediately slowed down, running alongside Qin Siyang.
"Qin bro, why aren't you running at full speed?"
'Not running at full speed?'
Qin Siyang's eyes widened.
'Damn, this kid really knows how to talk.'
'Didn't he see my legs already leaving afterimages, my soles nearly sparking from friction with the ground?'
"My bones are already fractured. If I run too fast, I'm afraid I'll worsen my injuries."
"Oh, I see."
Qin Siyang kept his head down, pushing forward through the wasteland in silence.
After running for a while, a massive rock appeared in the distance.
Looking closer, it was actually a dead Ghost-Faced Heron.
"This should be the eighth one I killed! Let's go over and—"
Before he could finish his sentence…
A searing pain, like his entire body being torn apart, shot through him, burrowing deep into his marrow.
His vision darkened, and he collapsed unconscious on the spot.
———
Another long dream.
He could no longer recall what exactly he had done in this dream with Qian Wenzhao and Li Tianming.
But Qin Siyang could feel an overwhelming vitality coursing through his body.
Like he had been reborn.
When he opened his eyes, he saw an elegantly decorated ceiling.
He was lying in an unfamiliar place.
Qin Siyang immediately sat up from the bed.
"You're awake?"
A gentle female voice sounded nearby.
Qin Siyang looked over—Chen Fenghe.
She was sitting at a desk, tapping away at a computer, busy with something.
"I… was brought here?"
Chen Fenghe smiled, "Didn't you tell Zhao Sifang and Gu Yunpeng to bring you to me?"
"Oh, right, right."
Qin Siyang rubbed his forehead—his head still ached.
"How long was I asleep?"
"Not long, just a day."
"A day? Alright, compared to before, that's not too bad."
He got up and stretched. "Dean Chen, you really have miraculous hands. I don't feel any pain at all now!"
"You should thank Zhao Sifang and Gu Yunpeng."
"Hm?"
"Thank them for bringing you here in time."
"If they were late, would I have died?"
"No. If they were late, your injuries would have already healed on their own."
Chen Fenghe glanced at Qin Siyang, giving him a look that said 'figure it out yourself,' then went back to her work.
Qin Siyang scratched his head, unsure what to say.
She knew about his abnormal recovery speed.
Because last time, Li Tianming had told him that if anyone asked why he healed so quickly, he could use Chen Fenghe as an excuse.
"Thank you, Dean Chen."
"I have no interest in your secrets. You saved Old Li's life, so helping you is only fair. But if you keep doing this, you'll eventually slip up."
"Then what should I do?"
"No one can help you with that. Just be more careful and stop acting like a reckless madman every time…"
"Mistress, help me out, will you?"
Chen Fenghe was momentarily stunned, "What did you just call me?"
"Old Li is my mentor, so that makes you my mistress, right?"
"Through thick and thin, you never abandoned him even in his darkest times. Anyone who hears of it would admire the deep bond between you two."
"People come and go, but in these past two years, Old Li has seen the truth of human nature. He's just busy right now, but once things settle down, he'll definitely spend the rest of his life with you. If you're not my mistress, then who else could be?"
Hearing this, a faint blush crept onto Chen Fenghe's face.
Qin Siyang seized the moment, "Mistress, you know I'm an orphan. I've always relied on Old Li. If I run into trouble, it's bad for both of you too."
"Mistress, please help me. Is there any way to cover this up a little?"
Chen Fenghe smiled as she glanced at him, "You really are a handful."
She then pulled something from her pocket and tossed it to him.
It looked like a lipstick tube.
"This contains medicine for treating injuries. Normally, it can speed up recovery several times."
"If you ever find yourself in a situation where you can't use me as an excuse, just say you used my research product. No one will question it."
Qin Siyang grinned, "Thanks, Mistress! Thank you, Mistress!"
"Alright. Old Li said that as soon as you wake up, you should go to the Administration Bureau. He has something to discuss with you."
"The Administration Bureau?"
"Yes, the Crimson Crystal allocation meeting is being held there. He's been staying at the bureau preparing for it these past few days."
"Not just him—Zhao's family, Gu's family, and Qian Wenzhao all have business with you."
"Got it! See you, Mistress!"
"Oh, and there's a bread roll on the table. Take it for the road."
"Great! I'm starving. Thanks, Mistress!"
"Be careful on the way."
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