In the far north, on the very edge of the Federation, beyond the eleventh district of exile, lies the even more chaotic and dangerous Death Plains, inhabited by numerous dangerous alien species born from pollution.

Beyond this plain, known as the Plain of Death, lies a city unknown to most, isolated by an endless wall, bordering only the most chaotic Exile District.

At this moment, this old city, which should have been forgotten by everyone, kept emitting suspicious noises, accompanied by a person's constant sighs.

Having spent a whole month in Cecil's clinic due to multiple fractures, Gu Li, with a cheerful smile of renewed sight, flew out of the church window, laughing heartily.

She wasn't deliberately controlling her flight; it was wobbly and unsteady. With Cecil's last treasured bottle of nutrient solution dangling from her mouth, she mumbled back, "I've been lying in bed for a month! I'm fully recovered. There's a limit to how much you can spoil a child, Cecil!"

Ordered to start cleaning from the street outside the church, and after a month of repairs due to a lack of materials, Lan Meng rolled her eyes: "She seems to be in a very good mood. I'm warning you, if you make me shovel cement here again, I'm really going to go crazy!"

Lancer, who also wielded eight shovels in his tentacles and danced around mixing cement with blurry movements, responded loudly and enthusiastically: "Damn it, do you think I like this? Stop slacking off. I heard Eric went to get some stuff from those guys in District One again today. With the materials, the city can be rebuilt soon."

Lan Meng, her face dark, flipped the performance again, then irritably turned away from her brother who was shimmering all over: "Get out of the way, you're an eyesore."

I doubt only this idiot would think Eric could get his hands on something. After the king fell into a deep sleep, the supply of the potion stopped. Those guys who infiltrated the crowd have long forgotten how they got to where they are now.

In order to continue living what they call a good life in the human world, they will force their agents, or in some sense, the new kings, to continue providing them with so-called potions.

Lan Meng shoveled another scoop of cement with a vengeance and threw it to Levi, who was carrying a bucket. He said impatiently, "Hey, Levi, is it alright for you to just leave that guy alone?"

The giant octopus, its head like a water-filled balloon, looked up at Gu Li, who was flying around in the sky, and said with a smile, "Ah, it's alright. At our current pace, Miss will find out sooner or later."

The city is consistently dilapidated, both inside and out.

Gu Li breathed in the air that represented freedom. The weather over the city was unusually good today. Gu Li happily tilted its body back and flew backward, enjoying the rare scenery in the sky.

This is a skill she learned during a month of boredom in the hospital ward.

She casually poured the last bottle of nutrients into her mouth and swallowed it expressionlessly, like an emotionless swallowing machine.

Anyone who drinks countless bottles of this stuff every day for a month will gradually get used to even the worst-tasting things.

Chestnuts will not.

She flapped her wings and changed direction, but she couldn't resist in mid-air.

"yue——"

"Gu Li!!! Are you looking for death?!"

"I told you not to drink while flying! This is the last bottle, you bastard!"

A furious roar came from below. She shrank back nervously, retracted her wings, and sat on the cross at the top of the church.

A sky-blue pupil, the same color as the sky, reflected a corner of this old city. The houses looked as if they had been through an earthquake; apart from the area near the church, everything else looked like it had been flattened.

All she could see were broken walls and ruins. The battle that day had been too brutal. She didn't have a massive body like He Shiyi to withstand the overwhelming horde of alien creatures. She only managed to kill the thing with everyone's help after nearly dying.

Gu Li scratched her head. Her long, light-gold hair was tied up with an obsidian headband, swaying slightly with her movements.

They must have killed him, right?

Anyway, she lost consciousness after holding Mr. Cen's hand in the chaos, and woke up a week later. At Cecil's and everyone's strong request, she continued to recuperate here for another month.

Gu Li was so bored today that she ran out of the window, flew around for a bit, and then looked back at her slender, pale hands that looked like they would break at the slightest touch.

Even after defeating the big boss, I'm still this weak and frail.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on rubble came from behind. A tall figure stood below the cross, his head level with Gu Li sitting on the cross. It was Eric, who was away on a business trip.

As he approached the creatures of the deep sea, his form became even more like that of a wild beast, his size increasing proportionally. At this moment, his broad figure was encased in an oversized suit, making him look like a prince from a fairy tale who had transformed into a beast.

Gu Li's gaze fell on his face, and she hesitated for a moment.

It should be a prince of the Capricorn type.

Indeed, that sounds much more mysterious and aggressive than simply describing a wild beast.

She raised her hand and waved, then casually patted his curled-up goat horns: "Eric, you're back."

It still has that amazing soft rubber texture, but it looks very hard from a distance.

Eric's expression was somewhat subtle. He looked at Gu Li with an inclusive gaze, his tone as low and elegant as ever.

"Good morning, Miss Gu Li. Actually, I came back yesterday and brought back the nutritional supplements I bought for you and the ingredients you requested."

Gu Li stared at him blankly for a moment, then clapped her hands, suddenly realizing, "I know! It was just a short time ago, but it feels like a century has passed. I wonder how He Wei is doing?"

The sheep-hoofed man took out a bottle of nutritional supplement from his body and handed it to Gu Li: "I think Miss He Wei is doing well. I heard that the Federation is preparing to send students to the battlefield ahead of schedule. Miss He Wei mentioned in her letter that she would come along."

Gu Li felt a sharp, persistent pain emanating from the cracks in his bones. He quickly opened the bottle cap, tilted his head back, and gulped down the entire bottle.

She didn't mention He Wei again, only casually complaining, "It hurts so much."

Unexpectedly, something patted her head soothingly. Gu Li was startled and quickly turned around. The sheep-hoofed man was standing there as if he hadn't done anything.

He looked at her innocently and said, "If Miss Guli accepts Cecil's proposal, you won't have to rely on nutrients to slowly repair yourself anymore."

Upon hearing this, Gu Li rolled her eyes in imitation of Lan Meng, only to have Eric shove a hoof across her face: "Please don't make that face, you've picked up bad habits from Lan Meng."

"It's only natural to reject Cecil's offer, isn't it? Who would ask their friend to simply abandon their body and become fertilizer for their own?! Am I some kind of evil dodder cultivar?"

Gu Li aimed the empty bottle in her hand and threw it into the trash can in front of the church. She sat on the cross, swung her legs, looked up at the sky, and asked a question in a calm tone.

"Eric, are you injured this time?"