Shi Jinzhe was stunned. He wanted to look at Shehe, but the figures that appeared before him were separated and then reunited. A dizzying sensation quickly overwhelmed him.
Shekh heard that his breathing was a little rapid and immediately supported Shi Jinzhe, "Are you alright?"
"I feel..." Shi Jinzhe closed his eyes and shook his head: "I feel like I'm about to catch a fever."
A burning sensation quickly spread from her heart to all parts of her body. The skin that Sher touched was getting warmer, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on Shi Ji. "You've been poisoned."
"It's nothing... It's like having a high fever, but it's not serious."
"I shouldn't have kissed you..."
"Don't worry." Shi Jinzhe tried his best to suppress the burning pain, but his words were still a bit jumbled: "It hurts a little, I'll just sit for a while."
"But your breathing sounds very heavy."
"I'm recovering." Shi Jinzhe leaned over. "If you had known I was poisoned, you should have stayed longer."
“…Then you’re ashes now.” Shekh wasn’t in the mood for music, he just stared at Shi Jinzhe’s face: “How long will it take for you to recover?”
His eyes were a little unfocused. He talked about recovering, but his body didn't change at all. His chest rose and fell noticeably with each breath.
Sheh wasn't sure how much of the tiny bit of venom that spilled out had touched Shi Jinzhe. She recalled the situation just now; when Shi Jinzhe looked up, he was still in the state of having just finished singing the lyrics, his mouth slightly open, and the venom might have gotten in that way.
She lowered her head; she should have seen it more clearly just now.
Shi Jinzhe had really wanted to kiss her on the Ferris wheel, but she just thought she would touch him lightly to make him happy.
"I will never kiss you again."
"No." Shi Jinzhe's dazed mind was jolted back to reality by those words. "I won't die from one kiss like that, but if you never kiss me again, I'll feel like dying right now."
"...That's an exaggeration."
"No." Shi Jinzhe put his arm around her shoulder. "Help me up and walk around for a bit; sitting doesn't allow for proper blood circulation..."
"..."
Shekh was certain he was making excuses. He never seemed to move around randomly when using his skills, yet now he was spouting nonsense about poor blood circulation.
Despite his reluctance, Shekh still made the little train stop.
She caught his entire weight on her shoulders and helped him out of the car by his arm.
Upon closer inspection, Sher noticed that Shi Jinzhe was walking unsteadily with his support, not much better than the drunkard from the previous two days; his condition was indeed not good.
"Are your skills useless?"
"It works, doesn't it?"
When time is up, the head turns to the side, revealing cursed fangs. The venom will burn the soul, and regeneration will require more time to heal the soul and remove the curse, unlike healing physical wounds.
He couldn't help but wonder if he still had a long way to go if even this invisible dosage was so troublesome.
If he accidentally absorbs more venom, will the healing he receives be enough to save him before he dies?
That seems unlikely.
Shi Jinzhe wanted to sigh, but he only managed to exhale halfway before slowly letting out the breath.
Shekh was defeated by Shi Jinzhe's ambiguous "ba" just now: "You yourself weren't very sure about what you said."
"It works, but it's a bit slow."
Thinking doubles the pain, and the brain's nerves, constantly strained, are almost knotted together.
Because his body was burning up, he deliberately sought out Sheikh, whose body temperature was lower, and pressed his face against hers.
Shekh, as if carrying a red-hot sheet of iron, led Shi Jinzi along a deserted path.
"Stop rubbing against me..."
"It's hot."
"What does your affection have to do with me?" Shekh turned his head away, as if afraid that Shi Jin would accidentally kiss the corner of his mouth.
"This will make me feel more comfortable; you feel cool."
"Is it still hot?"
"hot."
Shi Jinzhe then put his other arm around Shehe, and the way he was being carried became like he was being carried from behind.
Shekh compromised, dragging the large human-shaped accessory along the way back slowly.
What if we can never kiss?
"Give me some more time, and I'll practice my skills more every day to catch up with you."
"When did you practice? I didn't see it."
"While sleeping."
Shekh stared blankly ahead, his face expressionless, and it was unclear which kind of sleep he was referring to.
"I really have been practicing." Shi Jinzhe became serious. "You broke some kind of restriction for me in the dungeon. I don't quite understand what it is, but after that restriction was removed, my proficiency with the skills improved significantly."
The ability to bloom flowers effortlessly without seeds and to remotely control the growth of any plant—all of this occurred after Sher's energy entered his body.
"And my hair. No matter how badly I get injured in the dungeon, it will recover the moment I come back. Even if the dungeon collapses, it will be restored to its original state. But my hair is still white when I leave the dungeon."
Sheh stopped and looked at Shi Jinzhe's hair; she hadn't noticed the problem before.
Shi Jinzhe remained unaffected and said, "Just like your snake tail can be transformed at any time after leaving the instance, I think my situation is similar to yours."
Shekh is not human, and strictly speaking, he is not.
They are not products of this world.
That broken barrier must be this; apart from his physical appearance, his entire body had been replaced by Mu Bai, and perhaps this is what he originally looked like.
When the life force is accidentally burned to a critical point, the surface illusion will be burned away, which is how the life force that suddenly surges out in the dungeon comes about.
I just don't know who left this restriction.
Shi Jinzhe believed that Mu Bai was not his father, and that Mu Bai did all this so that he could survive in the game, even sending him the item Golden Vine from afar. He felt that Mu Bai would not have gone to such lengths.
Ultimately, the system is most likely the one implementing this restriction.
Granting him the right to use skills in his original world was to allow [Order Reconstruction] to allocate more energy to protect Shekh, while the restriction was to prevent him from indiscriminately killing innocents after acquiring non-human energy.
After all, it's a skill dropped by a world boss. Even if it doesn't have any lethality, it can easily take down ordinary people in one hit.
The system had been observing him and Shekh. His actions made the system willing to grant him some permissions but unwilling to grant them all, so it secretly set restrictions.
Unfortunately, due to the intervention of the black mist and Yin Xue, the system's plan backfired, and Shekh accidentally helped him remove the restrictions.
Shi Jinzhe pushed Shehe forward, deeply moved, and said, "Shehe, you are really amazing."
If the limitation was left by the system, then it proves that Schech has the ability to break through the system's limitations.
This also suggests that the reason Schech is limited by the system is different from his.
If she can't solve it herself, then there must be a higher limitation imposed on her.
Sheh listened quietly, and after thinking it over, he also felt that what Shi Jinzhe said made sense.
However, what she actually said was: "Shi Jinzhe, your thinking is very clear now."
Shi Jinzhe paused for a moment, then softened instantly and leaned against her again.
"I'm so hot... I feel burning up."
"Oh."
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