Chapter 140 Taken to the Military Hospital (Second Update) Sang Zhitao lies down...
Sang Zhitao lay in her room, but she was thinking about the warmth she felt on her chest when the man in black came over.
Recalling the several times when her chest reacted, the first time was when she met Anping, the second time was when she met those two strange orcs who were captured by the military orcs, the third time was also when she met Anping, and the fourth time was when she met the person who lit the fire tonight.
"What exactly is the connection...?" Sang Zhitao frowned, feeling that something was missing, preventing her from piecing together these conditions.
"Knock knock knock." There was a knock on the door, and An Ke's voice rang out from outside, "Yingying, come out for dinner."
Sang Zhitao sat up from the bed, but instead of transforming into human form, she slipped out through the small hole under the door.
An Keyong is also based on the original character. Looking down at the fluffy little yellow ball, he felt his wolfish heart melting with cuteness.
He licked Sang Zhitao vigorously a few times, until she was soaking wet, before shyly carrying her in his mouth, tossing her on his back, and carrying her downstairs.
Yingyu was already squatting on the table waiting for them. When she saw Sang Zhitao, who was soaking wet, she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.
Sang Zhitao shook her feathers helplessly, but it had no effect.
Anke scratched her nose somewhat awkwardly, then quickly transformed back into human form and took a towel from the bathroom to wipe it for her.
After dinner, the three of them took a walk around the house to digest their food before returning to their rooms to rest.
The next morning, An Ke delivered Sang Zhi Tao to the competition venue.
Today's contestant is a beautiful woman from the Leopard Clan, a very wild and stunning beauty. She is tall and, upon seeing Sang Zhitao, immediately picked her up and kissed her twice, saying, "What an adorable baby."
Sang Zhitao raised her hand and pushed hard a few times, but couldn't budge it at all. She could only look longingly at Ying Yu, the only one who had followed her in.
With a lollipop in his mouth, Yingyu walked straight up and pressed down on the leopard woman's arm, forcing her to put Sang Zhitao down.
The leopard woman rolled her eyes at Yingyu: "Hmph!"
Then she looked at Sang Zhitao and said, "Sweetie, I won't go easy on you later."
Without waiting for Sang Zhitao's reply, she turned and gracefully left.
Sang Zhitao stared speechlessly at the other person's retreating figure, then looked at Ying Yu: "Are you going to wait for me backstage, or go to the front of the stage to watch the performance?"
Yingyu replied without hesitation, "I'll wait for you backstage."
After listening, Sang Zhitao nodded, said nothing more, and went directly into the preparation area.
The questions for this competition were equally tricky.
"Requiem?" Sang Zhitao frowned and subconsciously looked at the leopard woman opposite her.
The leopard woman gave a light scoff, seemingly somewhat disdainful. When she noticed Sang Zhitao looking at her, she smiled and blew her a kiss: "Baby, I'm looking forward to your performance."
Sang Zhitao shuddered at the sight of her oily face, then turned and walked into the preparation area.
The preparation time for this competition was extended again, to about four hours.
Sang Zhitao casually told the staff her requirements and the accompaniment she wanted.
The first to step onto the stage was still the Leopard Girl. Sang Zhitao always seemed to have a bit less luck with the order of the draw, as she was always the one who came later in the order for the next few matches.
However, she didn't care about that, since she always won.
Leopard Woman abandoned her previous glamorous and domineering aura, instead wearing a black dress that covered her entire body. The high collar tightly bound her slender neck, and she wore a uniquely styled hat with a section of black mesh covering the upper half of her face.
She wore black lace gloves, held a bouquet of red roses, bowed her head, and sang softly.
The sound was like heavenly music, cleansing the soul.
The leopard woman stood under the light, which shone on her, draping her in a white veil. Her features, hidden behind the veil, were shimmering in the light, and her fair skin gained an air of sanctity under the illumination.
The song is sung softly, then suddenly rises to a high pitch, as if the soul is carried by the wind to the sky, free and soaring.
Then a gentle melody began, as if praising the peace of heaven.
This chant, which could be described as a purification of the soul, ended with the leopard woman gently lifting the veil from her face.
Tears welled in her eyes and slid down her cheeks at that moment, adding to her sense of heartbreak.
The leopard woman left the stage amidst applause.
Sang Zhitao walked to the center of the stage in a tattered dress, with the stage backdrop on both sides made of pieces of hanging fabric.
With her back to the stage, she sang softly: "In the late afternoon, a person stands alone in the house, the northwest rain soaks the clothes outside the window..."
On the large screen in front of her, children were running and playing, and elegantly dressed ladies were worshipping Buddha in a temple.
This is a hand-drawn PPT, which she and her staff worked hard to create. It is simple yet clearly conveys her meaning.
As a bell rang, Sang Zhitao suddenly turned to look at the crowd, and only then could the audience see the tears of blood in her eyes.
She hurriedly walked into the strips of cloth, weaving through them. With each movement, strips of cloth were torn off, turning into blood-red mud at her feet.
Sang Zhitao walked on the stage, lost and bewildered. She... had lost her most precious treasure.
Finally, Sang Zhitao knelt on the ground, looked into the void, and bowed down.
Sang Zhitao had discovered before that no matter what language a song was on Earth, as long as she sang it in animal language, the beastmen could understand her meaning. So this time, she didn't bother to change the lyrics at all and sang the song directly in the Minnan dialect of Earth.
The orcs listened to this song with tears in their eyes. The orc world was not peaceful; almost every one of them had loved ones who died on the battlefield. The longing for their loved ones to return, coupled with the disappointment, was something almost everyone could feel.
Compared to the leopard woman's yearning for peace and tranquility, it is the calls from her family and the comforting songs for the victims that they truly hope for and desire.
The unsurprising victory left Sang Zhitao with no motivation to participate in the competition, especially considering that she was challenging the world of orcs with the wisdom of billions of people on Earth, making her feel that the victory was not honorable.
If it weren't for An Ke using the gimmick of increasing her popularity and securing a spot at the Royal Banquet next year to keep her enticed, she would have preferred to stay at home writing novels and never go out again.
"Come with me!" As soon as she stepped out of the studio, Yingyu rushed over with a grim expression, grabbed her, and ran towards the back door.
"What's wrong?!" Sang Zhitao looked at Ying Yu in surprise, but did not stop her.
After all, it's often depicted in TV dramas that characters miss their chance to escape because they want to know the reason.
As expected, her actions earned her an approving look from Yingyu, but Yingyu also answered her question: "The people chasing you are here again. I will take you to a safe place."
Sang Zhitao frowned, looking at Ying Yu suspiciously: "How do you know who killed me? Who are you?!"
Yingyu stared intently at the back, shoved her into the car, climbed into the driver's seat himself, and then explained, "I'm from the military, Yingyu of the White Tiger Battalion, the First Guard of the Orcs."
Sang Zhitao felt the army's name sounded familiar until a wolf's head appeared in her mind: "Anping?"
Yingyu stared intently at the rearview mirror and said without hesitation, "Yes, we are comrades-in-arms. He was discovered, so he replaced me."
"Why are you following me?" Sang Zhitao raised an eyebrow, inwardly praising herself. "I knew I was right; Anping's reason was a lie!"
After pressing a few buttons on the car, Yingyu sped up again. Seeing that she had shaken off the people behind her, she breathed a sigh of relief and said to Sang Zhitao, "This matter is very complicated. You just need to know that our military has no malicious intent."
“That’s what bad people always say…” Sang Zhitao couldn’t help but mutter.
"What?!" Yingyu didn't hear her words clearly.
"It's nothing," Sang Zhitao replied. "Since you say you have no ill intentions, does that mean there are people with malicious intent?"
Yingyu nodded: "Of course, otherwise why would someone kill you?"
Sang Zhitao frowned: "So why did you kill me?"
Yingyu glanced at the navigation before speaking, "You possess the power to remove pollution."
"Pollution?!" Sang Zhitao was even more puzzled.
Yingyu nodded: "Some time ago, our White Tiger Battalion was ordered to go to the laboratory in the battlefield ruins to retrieve a special sample. After the mission was completed, the comrades who went there suddenly went crazy. They lost their minds and attacked everyone, especially the weak orcs."
"Is the sample you took a black stone?" Sang Zhitao asked tentatively, her brows furrowed.
Yingyu suddenly turned around and looked at her, her eyes filled with surprise: "You really knew!"
Sang Zhitao frowned, rubbing her fingertips, utterly puzzled: "That's not right, isn't that thing supposed to appear in the Upside-Down World? How could it appear here?"
Yingyu looked at her blankly: "What world?"
Seeing that he hadn't heard her clearly, Sang Zhitao didn't explain further and simply said, "I want to see the people who have been contaminated."
Yingyu replied directly, "I'm here to take you there; it's the safest place."
Sang Zhitao nodded: "Remember to tell An Ke."
"Don't worry, even if she doesn't allow it, I can't take you away," Yingyu replied directly.
Seeing that Sang Zhitao was looking down as if she was thinking about something, Ying Yu didn't say anything more, and the two remained silent until they entered the military hospital.
"This is it." Yingyu pointed to several hospital rooms that looked like prison cells.
Sang Zhitao clutched her chest, feeling an alarming burning sensation there.
At this point, Sang Zhitao finally understood why her chest had felt hot the previous times.
That's because those orcs were corrupted.
“Anping has also been contaminated. Remember to report it.” Sang Zhitao turned to look at Ying Yu.
Yingyu's eyes widened in disbelief: "What?!"
She turned to run out to make a phone call, but after taking a few steps, she suddenly turned back to look at Sang Zhitao: "How did you know?"
Sang Zhitao didn't even turn her head: "You all say I can save people, so isn't it normal that I can tell who is infected?"
Yingyu still looked somewhat suspicious, but her concern for her comrades made her run out of the special ward area without hesitation.
After carefully recounting what had happened to Hu Hei, Ying Yu returned to Sang Zhi Tao with a complicated expression on her face.
"Hu Hei wants to see you," Ying Yu said.
Sang Zhitao frowned: "Who is Hu Hei?!"
“My strategist, the second-in-command of the White Tiger Battalion.” A deep voice came from the ward in front of her.
Before Sang Zhitao could react, Ying Yu rushed excitedly towards the ward door: "Boss! You're awake!"
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