"What's wrong?" Zhong Yan put down the half-cooked pheasant in her hand, ran over and squatted down beside her. When she saw her pale face, her heart clenched involuntarily, and she quickly helped her swaying body to sit down.

Su Yuxi's delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly, her pupils suddenly contracted, and her gaze seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, staring unblinkingly at the piece of rotten wood on the ground, as if she saw another scene in that rotten wood.

She did indeed witness a depressing and urgent scene.

Fu Huaijin, who had been missing for a long time, lay lifeless on the bed. The small room was crowded with doctors, all with solemn expressions, holding various medical instruments and racing against time to save him.

The monitoring equipment attached to his body kept emitting piercing alarms, and no matter what medications the medical staff injected, the abnormally flashing data could not be restored...

The doctor's seemingly calm shouts echoed in my ears: "Heart stopped, defibrillator on... blood pressure rising, adrenaline surging..." All the data of that body had gone out of control, deviating from the normal trajectory of life, and the whole room was in chaos.

If they hadn't seen that the heartbeat was steady, they would have suspected that the equipment was malfunctioning.

They didn't know how to treat Fu Huaijin in this state.

"Su Yuxi... Su Yuxi." Zhong Yan held Su Yuxi's arm tightly and shook it gently, her worry growing infinitely.

She looked like she was hallucinating from poisoning. He had told her before not to eat anything from here, but she wouldn't listen and always thought she was an exception, stuffing food into her mouth without a care.

Now it's all right, isn't it?

"Are you alright? Can you hear me?"

Su Yuxi listened to the shouts around her, finding them incredibly noisy, but it was precisely the anxious cries that jolted her awake from the illusory fog.

Her vision gradually cleared, her heart still pounding.

With Zhong Yan's help, Su Yuxi straightened up and, after regaining her strength, brushed Zhong Yan's support aside. She took two steps forward, her steps slightly unsteady, and stood still, gazing thoughtfully towards the northeast.

What just happened was no accident; something serious must have happened to that man.

Don't let her words come true; this man is really going to die.

"Zhong Yan...you roast chicken for me here, I'll be back in a bit." After leaving those words, Su Yuxi hurriedly turned and ran ahead.

"Where are you going?" Zhong Yan hurriedly took a few steps forward to chase after him.

But Su Yuxi ran too fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He stared in the direction where Su Yuxi had disappeared, his heart filled with urgency. He wanted to chase after her, but he was also afraid of getting lost in the dense jungle.

He was well aware of his own limitations in the forest; if he left, she would have to run around looking for him when she returned.

After weighing the options for a while, I decided to go back to my original spot and continue roasting the chicken while waiting for her to return.

Su Yuxi arrived at a barren land, which had been scorched by the blazing sun all year round and had become a small wasteland. The withered yellow grass around it struggled helplessly under the sun.

She picked up a twig from the side, stood in the center, her expression solemn, and used the withered twig as a pen and the earth as paper to begin carefully sketching ancient patterns, stroke by stroke.

As time went on, the speed of the stick's strokes increased, and the strokes became faster and more complex. Each time she finished drawing a small pattern, a small breeze would rise from the ground, as if to tell her that the small pattern had been given life.

So focused was Su Yuxi that she didn’t notice the dark clouds gathering in the clear blue sky above her.

As the last stroke was completed, sweat slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the parched earth, the pattern faintly glowing in the sunlight.

Su Yuxi walked to the center of the pattern, tugged at her skirt, and sat cross-legged.

She gazed at the pattern for a moment, then slowly extended her slender fingers. Looking at her fair fingers, she gritted her teeth and bit a small notch into her ring finger.

Looking at her injured little finger, she cursed inwardly; it really hurt.

One drop of blood is worth a million; she'll remember that for now and ask that man for it later.

Su Yuxi composed herself and dripped blood onto the center of the intricate pattern.

Suddenly, with a buzzing sound, something in the air seemed to tremble, and the outermost leaves rustled softly. Two beams of green light, gathered from the center of the pattern, rose from the ground and began to spin, carrying a force that could not be ignored.

Other small patterns also began to spread along the lines she had just drawn.

Su Yuxi infused a wisp of spiritual power into the green light, and the images and text seemed to gain life, quickly merging and intertwining to form a more complex pattern. Finally, it burst forth with enormous energy, shooting straight into the sky.

Su Yuxi looked up and saw the green light split into two, each going in a different direction.

A cluster heading southwest...

A cluster heading northeast...

The jade pendant, now separated from Fu Huaijin, is being immersed in a high borosilicate glass frame.

Judging from its appearance, this jade is crystal clear and has a warm luster, making it undoubtedly a top-grade piece.

Under the sophisticated monitoring detector, a substance invisible to the naked eye was found to be flowing silently inside this jade.

After several days of persistent research, they discovered that the substance, which had been soaked in a special liquid, could penetrate anything at will, including the glass containers that imprisoned them. The reason these things did not disperse was because the jade pendant was their container.

They didn't know what these things were, but most guessed they were things that could repair the human body or even enhance personal abilities.

Fu Huaijin was the biggest beneficiary.

Without this item, Fu Huaijin's strength was immediately reduced by more than half, which is a very important discovery.

The conclusions drawn from this research filled everyone with excitement and exhilaration.

Given enough time, they will definitely be able to extract this substance and mass-produce it.

They laughed and talked freely, each indulging in unrestrained daydreams.

If anyone turns around and looks at the location of the jade pendant, they will be horrified to find that a faint light is swirling around it.

Then a bizarre scene unfolded: the jade pendant, soaking in an unknown liquid, seemed to be eroded by something, gradually breaking down into tiny particles that silently penetrated the glass and danced freely, drawn by the green light.

When the jade pendant was halfway broken apart, someone glanced over and noticed that half of the pendant was suddenly missing. He cried out in surprise, his eyes widened, and he pointed at the glass frame with a trembling finger: "Look, look!"

All attention was drawn to the past.

"What happened?"

The jade pendant did not stop disappearing after they discovered it; instead, someone moved it somewhere, causing it to vanish even faster.

"No."

"Quick, open it."

"No, lock it."