Chapter 72

Shen Lang listened to Old Liu's rambling on the other end of the line, and he was no longer surprised. The things Fu Le gave him were naturally of good quality. He was now starting to believe that her dream person might be able to travel to other worlds, or perhaps he really was a person from the immortal realm. Otherwise, where would these magical things come from? These were things that didn't exist in the real world at all.

Time flies like a shuttle, and Fu Le spent all her time studying. She accepted all the supplies the country gave her. At Fu Le's request, she also took all the medicines that were about to expire and were to be destroyed in the country. When Shen Lang asked, she said that these were the medicines that the dreamer wanted. Her shuttle had no limit to its space, so she could take them all without any pressure.

There are 24 hours, 14 minutes and 12 seconds left.

Fu Le dialed Shen Lang's bracelet number, "There are still 24 hours left. Didn't you want to witness whether I would leave or not? Come on over."

There was no excitement or agitation on the other end of the phone; instead, there was silence.

"Brother Chen?"

"Yes, I'm here. Okay, I'm coming now." The deep, resonant voice on the other end was hoarse and low, as if carrying some strange emotion.

Soon, everyone in the upper echelons knew that Fu Le was about to leave their post-apocalyptic world, and they were all somewhat stunned.

"Will he really leave?" This isn't a joke.

"She actually called Shen Lang and asked him to come over, so it must be true." Otherwise, there would be no point in lying.

"So, are there really other dimensions? A past? Parallel worlds? Are the departed loved ones and comrades still alive and well in other timelines?" This means that the comrades, the old friends, didn't actually die; they just went to another world to continue their mission.

"Right, if she really disappears."

...

Two hours later, Shen Lang appeared at the villa. Looking at Fu Le, his eyes held a mixture of reluctance and complex emotions he couldn't quite put into words.

"You're here." Fu Le smiled and stepped aside to let Shen Lang in.

"I made a lot of delicious food, you have to finish it all," Fu Le said with a smile. Although she hadn't been here long, Shen Lang had really helped her a lot. He was also reliable, and she had gotten everything she wanted.

"Alright," Shen Lang sighed.

"Are you really going to leave? There are only 21 hours left, right?"

"Of course I don't lie, otherwise I might hide, and I wouldn't tell anyone about the person in my dream." She valued her life more than anything else.

As a friend recognized by Fu Le, Shen Lang stayed in the villa. Outside the villa, there was also a group of people who silently protected them. Fu Le asked Shen Lang to send them Qiqi juice, which also contained a nutrient solution from the giant race to strengthen their bodies.

"What are the effects of this? I feel very comfortable after drinking it," Shen Lang asked curiously as he drank.

In the living room, Fu Le was tidying up the bed sheets and duvet covers she had used.

"It will strengthen your body and improve your physique." Fu Le said without turning his head.

"real?"

"Okay, I put thirty servings in your refrigerator. Drink them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Ten days is enough to transform you. If you hand them over to your superiors, you'll be a fool, understand?" Fu Le instructed with a smile.

Foolish Shen Lang: ...

“You know me quite well. I will definitely hand it over, but not all of it. So, Miss Lele, could you leave me a little more?” Shen Lang joked.

"How much more do you want?" Fu Le glanced at the man's increasingly audacious face.

Shen Lang: Endless, is that alright?

"Miss Lele, give me whatever you think is appropriate, any amount is fine."

Fu Le: ...

She rolled her eyes. "How's your food preservation technology these days?"

"That's great. We can preserve vegetables and fruits for three years without using any chemicals."

Fu Le turned his head, his eyes widening in surprise, "That's amazing? Can I learn it?"

“You can’t learn it. It’s all about technology. Didn’t you say you can’t take technological products with you?” Shen Lang shook his head, dispelling Fu Le’s illusions.

All right……

Knowing it's impossible, let's just give up.

Before leaving, Fu Le bought another batch of bright red strawberries, which prompted Shen Lang to complain, "How much do you like strawberries? Won't you get acid reflux from eating too many of these?"

"You're overthinking it. I have an iron stomach."

All good things must come to an end, and the countdown to the next hour was fast approaching.

“Brother Chen, this ring is the spatial ring you wanted.” Fu Le took off the silver ring from her left hand. She had already transferred all the supplies inside into the space of the shuttle.

People say that one feels apprehensive when nearing home, but he never expected to feel apprehensive about something so close to him. Chen Lang's gaze was fixed on the small silver ring on Fu Le's palm, and his breathing became a little rapid.

Is this the magical ring?

"This spatial ring can adjust itself according to the size of your finger. It has 20,000 cubic meters of space. Anything inside will not be damaged and can be stored permanently. However, once it recognizes its owner, it cannot be changed owners unless the owner dies. You must remember this."

"Then what about you?" Shen Lang hadn't expected that the master would have to die to make the exchange.

“Once I leave, the spatial ring won’t be able to sense my presence and will assume I’m dead. It will then be unclaimed. Those of you who want to claim ownership can simply drip a drop of your blood onto it to complete the process. I’ve left you ten tons of medicinal liquid inside, all substitutes for the previous kind. While the effects aren’t quite as potent, they’re not far off. Increasing the quantity will achieve the same results. There are also a hundred cups of the drinks you requested. Just hand them over. Keep the ones in the refrigerator for yourself; don’t hand them over. Your bodily functions need improvement. Here are five bolts of silk cloth, warm in winter and cool in summer, comfortable to wear. They’re yours; they don’t have any magical properties, so don’t hand them over.” Fu Le finished speaking, but the latter had already fallen silent, her eyes reddening.

Although he didn't want Fu Le to leave, he asked, "Can't you stay?"

“No, I can’t make decisions on my own.” Fu Le shook his head.

"How much time do you have left?" He cleared his throat, masking the discomfort in his throat, and asked in a deep voice.

"35 minutes."

"Then come with me to a place."

"ah?"

Fu Le never expected that Shen Lang would prepare a farewell gift for her: 100,000 stockpiled hand grenades.

Looking at the wooden crates filling the cellar, Fu Le's facial muscles twitched. "Brother Chen, did you get permission for these? Will you be punished if you give them to me?"

"If you leave, you can take these with you, but you must promise me that you will not use these things on your own people!" Shen Lang's face was extremely serious as he said this.

He had obtained permission from above to send this batch of grenades, because they had new speculations about Fu Le's identity. They all believed that she herself was very likely the person in their dreams, who would travel through different time and space in the future. Such a person had a Chinese heart, which was the price they were betting on. The space ring was the key to this batch of grenades.