“Okay, I’ll revise it again.” Helmod nodded, thoughtfully. “It’s definitely better to finish it sooner rather than later, so there’s still time to revise it.”
"Also, what ingredients did you use?" Shi Yin rubbed her neck, her expression a little strange: "It feels numb..."
“It’s anesthesia. What if someone is afraid of pain? That’s humanistic care,” Helmod said proudly.
Shi Yin: "?"
Is this considered humanitarian concern? Isn't that the right way to phrase it?
Too lazy to correct Helmod's strange Chinese vocabulary, Shiyin simply took Nanzhu out to find an anchor point.
The evening breeze was pleasant, and the night sky was shrouded in a light mist, obscuring the stars.
This atmosphere seems perfect for a sad person to come to an open space, slowly squat down, hug their knees, and have a small breakdown.
"Miss, how are you feeling now?" Nan Zhu walked beside Shi Yin, his gentle face broken by a hint of irritation: "You used all those vials of medicine at the same time, how are you feeling now?"
"It's alright, I can separate the blood. I can remove it before any side effects occur," Shi Yin said nonchalantly.
"Is this one of your special abilities?" Nan Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.
“It’s the enemy’s ability,” Shi Yin explained simply. “I copied it.”
Suddenly, Shi Yin stopped and looked around.
This was a square, still some distance from the hospital they were going to. Shi Yin stretched out her hand, the back of her hand exposed to the night wind, as if she were feeling the temperature of the wind. Her skin was as smooth as ice and as white as jade, like moonlight.
“Resonance?” Shi Yin looked around.
"What?" Nan Zhu asked, puzzled.
"Shh-"
Shi Yin tilted her head slightly, and Nan Zhu held his breath. He could see the lips behind Shi Yin's slender white fingertips, and her long, jet-black hair glistened in the moonlight.
The only sounds in the quiet night were the rustling of the wind and the occasional chirping of insects.
Immediately afterwards, Nan Zhu also heard a soft sound, which seemed to be someone sobbing. Following Shi Yin's gaze, Nan Zhu frowned slightly.
It was a young man dressed in a black suit, huddled under a tree in the dead of night. No wonder no one noticed him for a long time.
Ji Chuan sat in the shadow of the forest, bathed in the bright moonlight, and tried his best to shrink himself further under the tree.
He had run away from home because the atmosphere there was too oppressive for him. In fact, unlike most people who wished for the apocalypse to come later or didn't want it to come at all, Ji Chuan was actually looking forward to it.
Before meeting Shi Yin, Ji Chuan thought that when he got the system, he could go out and start his own business in the apocalypse and never have to go home again.
But now, Shi Yin told him that he is now a member of the special team, so he can leave as long as the apocalypse happens, right?
Thinking of this, Ji Chuan buried his head in his knees again, recalling the way Shi Yin looked down at him from the second floor that day, her long hair flowing, her contempt tinged with amusement, her beautiful peach blossom eyes clear and casual.
I wish I could be as assertive as Tokine.
The boy huddled up in a ball, his short hair had grown a bit long, and his bangs slightly covered his eyebrows, clinging softly to his face, making him look like an abandoned puppy, huddled up in a pitiful state.
A shadow fell over them, and Ji Chuan subconsciously looked up. Their eyes met, and in a flash, Ji Chuan thought he was hallucinating.
"Jichuan?"
When Shi Yin's voice rang out, Ji Chuan realized he wasn't dreaming. As if springs were attached to his buttocks, he sprang up from the ground, stood at attention, and was almost ready to bow to Shi Yin.
"Hello, Sister Yin!" Ji Chuan was terrified, he almost kicked his system in his mind.
Honestly, the person was so close, why didn't you remind him? It's so embarrassing to see him acting so pathetic.
I haven't even started working yet, and I've already lost face in front of my boss.
System 6: Playing dead (jpg).
The little system would never admit that it had been traumatized by the last time; it would rather keep quiet and do nothing than provoke Shiyin.
"Why are you hiding here crying?" Shi Yin asked, puzzled. She couldn't recall anything happening to Ji Chuan at this time.
"I, I didn't cry!" Ji Chuan almost exploded, wishing he could hug a tree and smash his head against it to death.
Oh no, I need help! How can I salvage this situation after my image in front of my boss has completely collapsed? It's urgent.
"Oh..." Shi Yin rested her chin on her hand, tilted her head, and looked somewhat puzzled.
Shi Yin did not refute Ji Chuan's words, but her drawn-out tone clearly indicated that she did not believe him at all. Looking at her thoughtful eyes, she seemed to be trying to make amends for her overly blunt words.
“I recall Mr. Ji seems to have a banquet today?” Nan Zhu spoke up at the opportune moment, ending the awkward silence: “It seems to be a hotel nearby. Is it alright if we don’t go?”
"...What does it matter whether I go or not? I don't want to go." Ji Chuan muttered, "What does their family have to do with me?"
Shi Yin: "?"
"Shouldn't you be one? Although I remember your relationship wasn't very good." Shi Yin frowned. "Although Grandpa Ji knows about the apocalypse, your parents probably don't. So, in their minds, you should still be in the stage of fighting for the family fortune, right?"
Although they knew in private that Ji Chuan belonged to a special team, Ji Chuan and his brother's parents were not involved in politics, and in the current secret deployment phase, they were certainly unaware of this.
So if my guess is correct, this banquet was probably a place to win over partners and people, and to network with socialites.
Ji Chuan is an illegitimate child who was recently recognized and returned to the Ji family. He and his mother were taken back together, and they should be fighting fiercely now.
"Hmm..." Ji Chuan responded sullenly, and sat down on the ground in despair: "In their eyes, I am worthless, but the public opinion that I have the right to inherit the family property is a headache for them. Why should I add to their unhappiness?"
"Why should I care about them? You won't see them again." Shi Yin asked, puzzled.
"Uh...no, that's all." Ji Chuan scratched his head. He knew that Shi Yin probably didn't understand his situation. He felt like he wanted to pour out his grievances but didn't know where to confide in.
Shi Yin, still puzzled, rested her chin on her hand. She remembered that Ji Chuan had never been this emo before. She had walked this road countless times, but this was the first time she had ever seen Ji Chuan cry here.
Shi Yin knew that Ji Chuan and the Ji family didn't have a good relationship. Although the old master Ji was wise and powerful, when it came to family matters, they were still just ordinary people. Shi Yin didn't remember that they had a falling out before the apocalypse.
"Ah, I do know a little about that." Seeing Shi Yin in a daze, Nan Zhu continued Ji Chuan's words: "Is it because Ji Yan has started to take over the company?"
Ji Yan is Ji Chuan's older brother, and is indeed the legitimate eldest son. Although there is no longer a distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children like in ancient times, illegitimate children are still despised.
“Yes, he is very outstanding. Other people’s kids know everything from astronomy to geography, are excellent in sports, have high emotional and intellectual intelligence, and their status is legitimate.” Ji Chuan rested his chin on his knees, his voice muffled: “I’m different. No one has any expectations for me. I’m just a tool to annoy people.”
Shi Yin: "?"
“People who are capable of achieving their goals shouldn’t be expected to do anything,” Shi Yin frowned.
"What?" Ji Chuan was taken aback.
"Expectation should be about hoping to achieve something even though it seems impossible, and striving to do so. But you are capable of everything, so there's no need for expectation, right?"
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