The moonlight was like water, spreading across the quiet courtyard. The silver light was mottled, interwoven with the surrounding darkness to form an elegant painting. On this quiet night, Xiao Yi did not sleep well.
Late at night, Xiao Yi suddenly woke up from his dream, feeling hot all over, as if surrounded by invisible flames. He reached out and touched his forehead, which was wet. It turned out that sweat had soaked his clothes. He frowned, and an inexplicable irritation surged in his heart.
Xiao Yi struggled to sit up and looked around, trying to find some coolness. However, in this deep courtyard, there was nothing else except the shadows of trees dancing in the moonlight. He sighed helplessly and thought to himself: Could it be that something went wrong with my cultivation?
At this moment, Xiao Yi suddenly remembered a cup of spiritual spring water that he had treasured in his space ring. This spiritual spring water was obtained by chance during an expedition. It was said that it could clear the mind and spirit and was very beneficial for cultivation.
As soon as he thought about it, a crystal clear jade cup appeared in his hand, filled with crystal clear spiritual spring water. Xiao Yi gently held up the jade cup, and felt a cool feeling coming from his fingertips, which instantly spread throughout his body.
He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. He felt the spiritual spring water like nectar, nourishing his internal organs and dispelling the heat in his body. For a moment, he felt refreshed, as if his whole body had been completely transformed.
After drinking the spiritual spring water, Xiao Yi lay down again, ready to go back to sleep. However, a strong desire for knowledge surged in his heart. He began to recall his recent practice process, trying to find the cause of his unbearable heat.
After some reflection, he suddenly realized that his recent practice had been too hasty, causing his internal energy to become unstable, leading to this situation. He secretly congratulated himself on discovering the problem in time and was glad to have the help of a treasure like the spiritual spring water.
Xiao Yi was filled with emotion. He decided to practice more carefully from now on and no longer rush for success. He believed that as long as he was down-to-earth and made gradual progress, he would be able to achieve greater success.
As his thoughts gradually calmed down, Xiao Yi fell asleep again. That night, he slept exceptionally soundly, no longer troubled by the heat. And that cup of spiritual spring water became an eternal memory in his heart, reminding him to stay awake and cautious at all times.
Xiao Yi, who had just felt a little relieved, felt the spiritual power flowing through his body gradually calming the heat. He was about to take a good rest when he suddenly received an urgent call. His brows were furrowed, his expression solemn. The threat of the zombie army was no joke.
He quickly stood up, put on his coat, and hurried out of the room. In the courtyard, the moonlight was still bright, but the atmosphere was extremely tense. The soldiers were busy preparing various defensive supplies, and every face was filled with seriousness and worry.
Xiao Yi quickly gathered a few of his confidants and briefly explained the situation. They had to leave immediately for Hope Base and inform them to prepare in advance to resist the zombie horde. Time was running out and there was no room for delay.
The group hurriedly mounted their horses and galloped away. The night wind whistled, blowing the corners of their clothes, but it could not blow away the anxiety in their hearts. Xiao Yi gripped the reins tightly, silently praying for the safety of the base and that they could arrive in time to save the impending disaster.
After a night of rapid travel, they finally arrived at the Hope Base at dawn. Xiao Yi didn't care about resting and immediately found the commander of the base and told him the news of the zombie army's impending attack.
Upon hearing this news, the commander's expression instantly darkened. He quickly summoned the base's senior management to discuss countermeasures. Xiao Yi also participated in the meeting and offered his own suggestions and opinions. They must quickly strengthen the base's defenses, prepare sufficient weapons and ammunition, and at the same time, ensure the evacuation and resettlement of personnel.
After some intense discussions and deployments, the base began to bustle with activity. Soldiers began reinforcing the walls and building fortifications; logistics personnel busied themselves preparing supplies and food; and residents, organized by volunteers, began evacuating to safer areas.
Xiao Yi watched all this and felt a little relieved. He knew that their efforts might not completely stop the zombie army's attack, but at least they could buy more time and opportunities for the base. He prayed silently, hoping that this disaster would pass quickly so that people could live a peaceful life again.
After a night of running and fierce fighting, everyone finally managed to resist the fierce attack of the zombie army. However, this tragic battle took a heavy toll on almost everyone, with almost all of them injured and exhausted.
In the afterglow of the rising sun, everyone was taken back to Hope Base one after another. Inside, the long-prepared medical area was bustling with activity. The healing psychics, clad in white medical scrubs, wore serious, focused expressions. They were the only hope for the wounded.
Xiao Yi lay on the simple bed, looking at his comrades who were also wounded, and an indescribable sadness surged in his heart. He knew that the next treatment process would be extremely painful, but this was also the only way for them to regain their lives.
The healing psychics began treating the wounded one by one. With a gentle wave of their hands, a pale green light enveloped the wounds, the healing power slowly repairing the damaged flesh. However, this repair process was not painless; on the contrary, the pain it brought was almost unbearable.
The wounded gritted their teeth, veins bulging on their foreheads, and sweat poured down. Sometimes they groaned, sometimes they roared in agony. Yet, despite the agony, they persisted in not losing consciousness, knowing that only by persevering could they stand up again.
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