Yu Wanwan nodded as if she understood, then asked, "What is Dark Breath? Is the Beastman Continent dangerous right now?"
Ze Wu tilted his head and looked at her with a half-smile: "Little thing, you have quite a few questions."
His gaze made Yu Wanwan freeze. She covered her face with her leaf-shaped hand and turned away from Ze Wu, feeling guilty.
Ze Wu chuckled and didn't continue asking her questions. Instead, he answered her question: "Dark Breath is the weapon that the God of Darkness uses to erode the Beastman Continent. It's like a black mist. Once you're entangled by Dark Breath, it will take your life or make you his puppet, helping him kill people."
His eyes were filled with hatred.
If it weren't for those Dark Breaths hunting down the orcs, his parents wouldn't have had to leave the tribe and lose their lives to protect them.
There was a time when he had prayed fervently, hoping that the power of the Beast God could bless and empower the Beastman Continent through the stone carvings and spirit flowers. However, his wish was in vain. The Beast God failed to save his parents, and the longer time went on, the weaker the god's power became. Now, even the Beastman Continent seemed unable to be protected.
Ze Wu's expression was icy, and Yu Wanwan couldn't help but shudder.
She wanted to go to her nest, but Zewu suddenly reached out and pinched her stem with two fingers: "You are a spirit flower. Tell me how you transmit the power of the Beast God so that I can also use this power to fight against those dark breaths."
Yu Wanwan struggled uncomfortably: "I don't know either, please let go of me, it hurts so much."
Ze Wu was incredibly strong; she felt as if her waist was about to be snapped.
Ze Wu seemed not to hear her, his gaze gradually becoming unfocused, but the fingers gripping her felt as strong as copper and iron, and the force seemed to be increasing.
Yu Wanwan screamed in pain.
He opened his eyes, panting, and was met with Bai Jing's worried gaze.
Bai Jing wiped the sweat from her forehead and helped her up: "Wanwan, did you have a nightmare? Are you alright?"
Yu Wanwan blinked, still a little confused.
"Wanwan?"
Yu Wanwan wiped her neck, which was also covered in sweat.
She pressed her hand to her chest: "I'm fine."
She was truly stunned.
She thought it was a dream, but she had a clear perception. She thought it wasn't a dream, but when she woke up, she was in a cave, and Bai Jing was beside her.
She pressed her waist, and the feeling of being pinched was still there. She lifted her clothes and looked down; her skin was still fair and tender, without any pinch marks.
The black snake that swam in from outside wrapped its tail around her exposed skin and said, "What's wrong? Wanwan has a bit of a fever."
"Hot?" Bai Jing reached out and touched it.
He was a hot-blooded beastman and not sensitive to changes in temperature, but Mo Zhou was a cold-blooded beastman and could quickly detect even the slightest increase in Yu Wanwan's body temperature.
Bai Jing rushed out, saying, "I'll go call Fei Han in."
Yu Wanwan touched her forehead; to be honest, she didn't feel any fever.
Fei Han quickly followed Bai Jing in. He was still wearing an apron used for cooking and smelled of cooking. As soon as he came in, he reached out to touch Yu Wanwan's forehead.
His solemn expression made Yu Wanwan feel as if she had some kind of terminal illness.
"It seems she has a slight fever. I'll go find some herbs. Baijing, please take good care of Wanwan. Give her some hot water to drink and make sure she's covered up so she doesn't catch a cold."
Mo Zhou said, "I'll go with you."
The two of them ran out together, while Bai Jing carried Yu Wanwan back to bed and covered her up tightly.
He kissed her gently and said, "Rest for a bit, I'll go make you some hot soup."
Yu Wanwan scratched her face. She felt that she was really fine, but these people were treating her like a critically ill patient.
"Actually, I don't feel like I have a fever."
Bai Jing pressed his index finger to her lips: "Fei Han is a witch doctor, and I trust his judgment more. You wait for me obediently, I'll be back soon."
"Alright then." Yu Wanwan nodded and obediently lay down on the bed.
Bai Jing was satisfied, so he took out his apron and went to cook.
After confirming he had left, Yu Wanwan rolled out of bed, found the plants in the cave, and called out urgently, "Grandpa Beast God! Grandpa Beast God, are you there?"
A voice rang in her mind, muffled and slightly hoarse: "What's wrong, little female? Why are you in such a hurry? I'm so sleepy."
He yawned widely.
Unexpectedly, the God of Time was sleeping. Yu Wanwan felt a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I didn't know you were sleeping."
"Never mind, I don't blame you." He yawned again. "What's wrong?"
The voice didn't sound angry, so Yu Wanwan said, "I want to ask you, is the name of the main god Zewu?"
"Yes, so what?" the God of Time asked casually.
"Then... is he a member of the vegetative state group?"
The voice on the other end suddenly stopped, and then resumed after a long while: "Little female, who told you about the vegetative state?"
The history of vegetative state patients is so long ago that even modern beastmen don't know much about it. How could Yu Wanwan, a human, possibly know?
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
Yu Wanwan pursed her lips and told him everything about how she met Ze Wu.
She had been struggling with whether this was a dream for a long time, but the sensations of touch and pain were so real that Yu Wanwan couldn't simply dismiss it as a dream.
After hearing this, the God of Time on the other side was fully awake, and he cried out, "Little female, you've taken away Zewu's plant essence!"
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
