July 30th, morning.
The First Military Hospital of the Imperial Capital, Intensive Care Ward.
The smell of disinfectant was a bit pungent. Min Zimo's eyelids moved and slowly opened.
Snow-white ceiling, strange room.
He was a little dazed, and his memory seemed to be fragmented.
Is this... a hospital?
"woke up?"
A calm voice sounded beside the bed.
Min Zimo turned his head and saw a big black face with sharp edges and a body as big as an iron tower.
Is this...teacher?
He struggled to stand up and salute, but an invisible force gently pushed him back onto the bed, making him unable to move.
"Lie down." Ding Pojun's tone did not allow for argument.
Min Zimo no longer insisted and lay down again.
Only then did he clearly feel the dull pain all over his body. It was not severe, but it was entangled with an unfamiliar feeling of powerlessness, making him extremely uncomfortable.
After a short pause, he finally had the energy to look around.
The tidy ward, the greenery and birdsong outside the window, the warm morning light on my face...
The comfortable and cozy environment made him feel as if he was in another world and had been reborn.
"Teacher...you saved me?" His voice was a little hoarse.
Ding Pojun shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I can't enter the C-level rift, how can I save you?"
"Well?"
Min Zimo frowned, countless fragmented images flashing through his mind: the pencil bridge, the octopus monster tide, the roars of his teammates...
Oh right, teammates!
He remembered something, his eyes suddenly widened, and his fists clenched tightly!
Obviously, obviously...he was about to explode!
What happened next? My neck felt like it was hurting, and I lost consciousness!
Did someone stop him from burning his acupoints?
Who is it?
What happened next?!
Could it be that in the end, his teammates sacrificed their own lives in exchange for Min Zimo's life!
Thinking of a certain possibility, Min Zimo's body trembled slightly and his eyes suddenly turned red.
"Old..." He looked at Ding Pojun and was about to ask, but was interrupted.
"Okay, it's not what you think." Ding Pojun extended his giant palm, like a palm-leaf fan, and patted his favorite disciple's head. "Only Liu Zhao and Mou Bin died. Everyone else is fine."
Min Zimo just breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, but was slightly stunned when he heard Mou Bin's name.
"Mou...Bin?"
Ding Pojun nodded silently, "He knocked you out, and then he ignited his acupoints..."
Min Zimo: “…”
After a long time, the young man on the hospital bed spoke dejectedly, his throat sounding as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper.
"Teacher, then...what happened next?"
When Ding Pojun heard Min Zimo's question, he sighed deeply, and his brows, which were always as cold as stone, showed some emotion.
"Have you heard of the Gu family in the imperial capital?" he asked.
Min Zimo looked thoughtful. He was a pure soldier. Apart from training and carrying out missions, he didn't care much about the affairs of the aristocratic family.
After all, he doesn't need to rely on any wealthy family for support.
But, what the Gu family said really sounded familiar.
"Is it...the Gu family where Wu Xian was seriously injured and unconscious?" He had heard gossip from his colleagues, so he had some impression of them.
Moreover, there is probably no other Gu family in the imperial capital that can be mentioned by the teacher.
Ding Pojun nodded and said, "After you fell unconscious, the eldest young master of the Gu family's wife, Jiang Xue, arrived in time."
"She single-handedly blocked all the abyss monsters, which allowed Hu Yucheng and the others to bring you out..."
One person? Block all the abyss monsters?
How is that possible?
Min Zimo clenched his fists, which had just been loosened, again. He stared at the teacher's copper-bell-like eyes and said in a dry voice, "Then she..."
Ding Pojun still felt a little scared when he thought of the Jiang family's "Four Seasons Sword Formation" that covered the entire Huanmao at that time, and the crazy Jiang Xinyue.
But he quickly cleaned it up, smiled, and feigned anger, "How dare you care about a little girl?"
"I'm much better than you!"
"After you left, that little girl, single-handedly with her sword, slew through the entire Upside-Down Domain!"
The sadness that Min Zimo had just been brewing suddenly disappeared.
He opened his eyes wide, his mouth half open, and he wanted to pick his ears to see if he was hallucinating.
One person, one sword, killing through the upside-down domain?
Teacher, are you crazy or am I crazy?
Do you want to listen to what you said?
Is this something a lower third-level warrior can do?
Could it be that Gu Jinzhi’s wife is called Chen Yaochi?
That’s not right. Chen Yaochi is already at the fifth level, and the teacher just said that the young lady of the Gu family is called... Jiang Xue?
"What, you don't believe it?" Ding Pojun knew what Min Zimo was thinking as soon as he saw his expression. He didn't even need the master's ability to accurately sense the emotions of the weak.
Min Zimo was silent. Looking at the teacher's expression, he knew that what he had just said was not a joke.
Jiang Xue......
He silently memorized the name and the favor.
In those deep eyes, there flashed a glint of determination that was difficult for others to discern.
Min Zimo didn't ask any further questions, and Ding Pojun didn't dwell on this topic.
Seeing that his student was in good spirits, he said seriously, "Pan Yue has already asked your team members, and they said that the Great Dream Cult sent the 'human puppet' into the rift."
"That human puppet disguised himself as an ordinary warrior attacked by a deep monster, luring your team to rescue him."
"Afterwards, the human puppet sacrificed itself, triggering some kind of arrangement that led to your being trapped?"
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