Chapter 344 Resurrection

The spawn point was randomly changed, but He Yu was very lucky. Yu Yu was ejected by the passenger elevator heading to the second fluctuation layer, and he arrived in no time.

Since Lu Jin died inside the Mirror of Eternal Dreams, Eoubs hasn't had time to send anyone to guard the place yet. The entire hall is filled with the smell of alcohol, and there are bloodstains everywhere, making it look like an uncleaned battlefield.

Several empty wine bottles were scattered on the ground. He Yu glanced at them and quickly spotted Yu Yu. He then picked up the suit he had brought with him and walked over. He stared at her for a while before finally deciding to wrap her in a blanket.

He carefully picked Yu Yu up horizontally and carried her away.

The woman shuddered when he touched her, clearly not fully conscious—her usually neatly styled black hair was now a mess, her face stained with blood and tears, her body under the blanket was covered in wounds, not a single part of her body was unharmed, and she could only be held by him, without even the strength to speak.

He Yu led her away from the hall. It was noon, and the sunlight shone through the barrier, creating a perfect scene of world peace.

Yu Yu only looked for a few seconds before closing her eyes again and shivering, as if the light carried some terrifying virus that would infect her.

They walked together through the seemingly sturdy main road, the exit just ahead, but for some, it was still pitch black.

He Yu sighed, opened the car door, placed Yu Yu in the back seat, and adjusted the seat to a reclined position.

"That will make you feel more comfortable."

The other person didn't answer, only moved slightly, a very small movement. She buried her face in the blanket, as if that would make her disappear from the world.

He Yu stood there for a few seconds until someone passed by and asked if they needed help before he went to the driver's seat to drive.

He drove very steadily, heading out of the city and away from the Eoubs branch.

They will return to the large villa that the salon's higher-ups gave them. Every day, someone will go there to clean up the trash and replenish supplies. It will be an excellent haven—where else can they go? There is nowhere else to go.

The silver minivan passed through one beautifully decorated, dreamlike scene after another, then rolled over a deliberately Western-style milky white cobblestone road, heading towards the dazzling destination that everyone loves.

For a moment, He Yu wanted to ask Yu Yu if they should stop and take a break, but then he thought better of it. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do, and such behavior would be meaningless. Perhaps he just felt that the atmosphere was too bad, so he had to think of a way to liven things up.

But he decided to say nothing, then parked the car in front of the villa, got out, and opened the back door without hesitation.

Yu Yu had already sat up, a process that clearly took a lot of effort—He Yu was quite certain that he couldn't walk yet, but the moment the door opened, this stubborn woman gripped the back of the chair and trembled as she tried to get down.

He didn't choose to make any healing changes for her—come on, who knows, she might hate him right now.

So He Yu took a few steps back and watched as Yu Yu stepped barefoot onto the gravel road, her figure appearing increasingly thin and disheveled, but her movements remained as unquestionable as ever.

She hadn't taken more than two steps forward when she lost her balance and fell straight to the ground.

He Yu stared at the scene but did not reach out to help.

Yu Yu struggled to his feet. In this luxurious and exquisite residential area, this veteran team leader of the action department was like a defective product with a broken soul—stubborn, unwilling, and determined to walk this path by himself.

She stumbled and fell as she walked, eventually reaching the living room. He Yu followed silently behind, watching as she laboriously threw herself onto the sofa—she was practically a relic stained with death and the blood of countless people, yet she still wanted to prove something—like walking properly.

The villa was quiet; there was no one else there besides them.

This place offers the best medical supplies, imported wines, and all kinds of household services, making it an excellent place to rest.

She has to accept that fact eventually.

He Yu rummaged through a medical kit and handed it to Yu Yu. Then he saw a tag left by Xi En, saying that Pandora was bored all alone here and was currently visiting her house, probably planning to stay overnight. The strategy for conquering the second fluctuation layer hadn't been finalized yet, and Eoubs hadn't assigned any other control tasks, so they could go wherever they wanted, treating it as a paid vacation.

She didn't mention a word about what happened in the Mirror of Eternal Dreams, as if the deaths of those people didn't exist.

He Yu threw the note into the trash can and went to get a few more of the most effective inhibitors—since Roy's successful replacement, those high-ranking officials have had a change of heart and have been very generous in giving all the operatives the best drugs and experimental results, without asking for anything in return. They have really changed their ways.

He took out the medicine, walked back to the living room, put it on the table, and looked at Yu Yu.

The person was still clutching the blanket, staring blankly at the table in front of them, as if intending to hide themselves in that illusory and dark spiritual world.

"Do you need my help?" He Yu asked.

Yu Yu finally looked up at him, as if she had just emerged from some extremely deep dream. She opened her mouth but no sound came out, looking as if she had forgotten how to speak.

She paused, taking a while to reorganize her words, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, but I'll do it myself."

He Yu shrugged, indicating that it was up to her.

"Really, I'm fine now," Yu Yu said dryly. "If you really want to help... bring me a cup of coffee, something bitter."

He Yu nodded; he had no reason to refuse such a simple request.

After that, Yu Yu remained motionless, showing no intention of injecting any inhibitors. He simply stared down at the shadowy figures in the corner, his eyes filled with darkness and coldness, appearing lifeless.

He Yu stood at the door for a moment, but ultimately chose to turn around and go back to his room.

He understood, of course, that everyone needs time alone sometimes. Because those bloody wounds were so festering that pus could be squeezed out, and they couldn't withstand anyone's gaze or touch. You had no idea how long you would be stuck in those empty wounds; the only thing you could care about was how to cover yourself up more safely.

He walked to the door of the room, then looked back at Yu Yu, fearing that this idiot might not be able to resist committing suicide or doing something else outrageous.

But the man remained seated, head down, without making a sound.

He Yu sighed inwardly, realizing he shouldn't have changed her death back, but as one of the new elements, this was the only thing he could do.

He turned his head and walked straight into the bedroom.