Chapter 7
Although the number of monsters entering the city this time was not large and did not cause many casualties, the shadow of death still shrouded the safe city. Qin Zunyue sighed as he looked at the few and hurried pedestrians on the road.
The glass that was broken by Liu Huaizhao and the man in black had not been replaced in time, and was only roughly covered with a few pieces of cloth. In addition, in order to save electricity, Yan Ming used a very low wattage light, which made the office dim even during the day.
"Please sit down." Yan Ming poured them two glasses of water. "Mr. Liu, thank you for this time."
"You're welcome." Liu Huaizhao held the water cup in both hands and said to Yan Ming, "Although we failed to kill him this time, he was seriously injured. You are safe for the time being."
Yan Ming nodded, pulled out something that looked like a pistol, and said, "The research institute has quickly made a smoke gun. The smoke it releases can dissipate the fog on the monsters. We've already shared the method of making the smoke gun with other safe cities."
With this kind of gun, we can avoid the harm of foul air to the body, which is good news for mankind.
"Is the man in black who brought the monster into the city the one you mentioned who struck a deal with the heavy air using his body?"
Liu Huaizhao nodded and spoke again: "If nothing unexpected happens, it is indeed him. I once said that the reason I went to Cong Mountain was because I felt that the turbid air on Cong Mountain was very heavy. I suspected that it was him who was behind it, so after I recover from my injuries, I will go to Cong Mountain."
Qin Zunyue glanced at him and remembered that he had indeed said this, but he received too much information at the time and didn't pay much attention to it.
Yan Ming nodded and said with a smile, "If you have any requests, please feel free to ask. We will do our best to meet them."
"Can you make me some clothes?"
The person who made his clothes was the aunt from the store where they had bought clothes before. The aunt carefully measured his size and asked him to change into this one so that she could use it as a reference.
So Liu Huaizhao once again put on modern clothes and made his only request to his aunt: "I want white." Then he thought for a moment and said: "The color of the waist belt doesn't matter."
On the way back, Qin Zunyue asked, "Why do you like white so much?"
Liu Huaizhao recalled and answered him, "Everyone in our sect wears white. Master said that this makes us look very..." He paused and said it in modern terms, "It makes us look very aloof. And if we have no expression on our faces, it will be very intimidating and make people think we are very powerful."
I didn't expect this to be the reason. Thinking back to when they first met, Liu Huaizhao had a cold face and looked as ethereal as a crane. I guess he must have listened to his master's words completely. Qin Zunyue laughed out loud, "Your master is quite interesting."
"Of course." Liu Huaizhao looked proud of it.
After returning home, Liu Huaizhao went back to his room. The spiritual power of a cultivator depends entirely on the pure yang energy between heaven and earth. Now he has confirmed that there is no trace of pure yang energy between heaven and earth, but his spiritual power has been recovering for some reason. As he thought about it, he summoned the Fiery Sun Sword again.
The Fiery Sun Blade flashed with golden light, and Liu Huaizhao could feel that the spiritual power of this sword was stronger than his own. Why was that?
And why did the man say the knife was his? How could that be possible?
He put away his sword and began to meditate, hoping to recover his memory as quickly as possible.
The memory of the Fiery Sun Blade in his mind became clearer and clearer. He could clearly recall that he saw the blade after reaching the top of the mountain, but his memory after holding the long blade was still blank. He could not remember how he sealed the monster at all.
And the man in black whose body was possessed by heavy and foul energy...
At that time, his spiritual power was so strong, how could he be sealed by himself? He didn't even know his name and appearance, but he was sure that this knife was definitely not that person's. After all, he could clearly feel the bond between himself and the knife, so even if his memory was not clear, he could be sure that the knife must be his.
However, he did remember that there were countless foul monsters in Changhuai Mountain, and everyone protected him in the middle. In the end, he was the only one who climbed to the top of Changhuai Mountain.
Why?
Liu Huaizhao thought: Why me? In terms of martial arts, there are many people who are stronger than me. In terms of magic power, my master and uncle are at the peak of their powers. Why do they want to protect me to the top of the mountain?
He frowned in pain, the blank memory blocking him like an impenetrable barrier.
He opened his eyes in vain and found that it was already dark outside. It was bustling downstairs and it was time for dinner.
It was Qin Zunyue's turn to cook today, so Liu Huaizhao calmed down and went downstairs.
Aside from Qin Zunyue, the others were all slumped in the living room. Liu Huaizhao walked over and stared at them for a while, until Tong Le got annoyed by his stare. She let go of Yan Liao's hand, who was arm wrestling with her, and asked, "You...what are you looking at?"
Liu Huaizhao was silent for a while, said it was okay, and left, leaving everyone in the living room looking at each other in bewilderment.
When he arrived at the kitchen door, Liu Huaizhao looked inside and found that Qin Zunyue was still wearing his black vest. The kitchen was a little hot, and sweat slid down the contours of his muscles.
Liu Huaizhao floated over and poked his back muscles, which scared Qin Zunyue so much that he almost put the blame on him.
"Why are you walking without making any sound?"
Liu Huaizhao curled his lips, not wanting to say that he had deliberately come over to scare him, as that would make him seem a bit childish. He simply skipped the topic and asked, "Why do you all have muscles?"
He has been brooding over it ever since he competed with Qiao Lang in muscles last night. He just observed the other people and found that in addition to Qiao Lang, Tong Le and Yan Liao, who were arm wrestling, also had obvious muscle lines on their arms, even clearer than his own!
Qin Zunyue looked at him trying to pretend he didn't care and found it a little funny. He said, "We used to make a living by hunting. We exercise a lot, so we must have muscles."
"Okay." Liu Huaizhao thought about it and it seemed to be true. He had been mainly learning magic since he became a disciple. Although he also practiced martial arts, he was not a professional martial artist after all. Moreover, no one in his master's sect had muscles. Thinking of this, he felt relieved.
He heard Qiao Lang's shouting outside and thought about how if he had muscles like Qiao Lang...
He shuddered and felt that he looked best like this.
Seeing him suddenly reveal an indescribable expression, like disgust and relief, Qin Zunyue asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
"I just think I'm fine the way I am. I don't have any muscles, so I don't have any."
Qin Zunyue chuckled and handed him the dish he had already served. "It's really good. Even if we put all of us together, we can't beat you. Bring the dishes out and get ready to eat."
Dinner was still a battleground between Tong Le and Qiao Lang. The chicken leg in Liu Huaizhao's bowl was stared at by both of them. He hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up and put it into Tong Le's bowl.
"Thank you, Brother Liu!"
Qin Zunyue sighed and said, "Are you guys short of food? Why do you look like starving ghosts every day?"
Although he said that, Qin Zunyue still stood up and gave them some more rice.
After Qin Zunyue sat down, he picked up another piece of meat for Liu Huaizhao and said, "Eat more meat, your injury will heal faster."
Liu Huaizhao paused and said, "My recovery from injuries depends on spiritual power. It has nothing to do with whether I eat meat or not."
Seeing his serious expression, Zheng Shu smiled and said, "How are you recovering now? Are you feeling any discomfort?"
Liu Huaizhao swallowed a mouthful of rice and said, "It will be ready soon."
He looked at the others' concerned eyes and told them his plan: "I plan to go to Fir Mountain after I recover from my injury."
He didn't know why he told them this. At first, he just planned to stay here for a while, and leave when his spiritual power recovered and he remembered the method to seal the monster. But he didn't expect that in just half a month, he couldn't help but treat them as friends like his senior brothers and sisters.
Qin Zunyue nodded and said casually, "I'll go with you."
"Ah?" Liu Huaizhao was stunned for a moment, "What are you going to do?"
"Do you want to go alone?"
He spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, and Liu Huaizhao wondered if he had already decided to go with him when they were in Yan Ming's office.
"I'm going too!" Tong Le quickly raised his hand, and the others nodded.
So inexplicably, Liu Huaizhao's individual action turned into a group activity, but Liu Huaizhao liked this feeling very much. He had been following his senior brothers and sisters since he was a child and hated acting alone the most, especially now, when he was the only one on the top of Changhuai Mountain. He never wanted to experience the loneliness again.
Liu Huaizhao's injury was almost healed, but to be on the safe side, he decided to wait until he recovered more spiritual power before going up the mountain. After all, he was not alone, and he also had the responsibility of protecting the safety of his teammates.
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Liu Huaizhao meditated in the room for three days. During this period, someone opened the door every day to check on him. Tong Le even reached out to feel his breath once, and was finally frightened by Liu Huaizhao's sudden opening of his eyes and jumped up.
"I'm just meditating. I won't die." He looked at Tong Le helplessly. Tong Le rubbed his nose and said, "You're so motionless. It's really scary, isn't it?"
Finally, Qin Zunyue dragged the man out, and Liu Huaizhao closed his eyes and continued to meditate.
When he opened his eyes again, the sun was shining brightly outside. Because the newly developed smoke gun by the researchers was still in the experimental stage, the residents of the safe city were not allowed to go out hunting, so Qin Zunyue and others were idle at home with nothing to do.
Seeing Liu Huaizhao coming down, Qin Zunyue waved at him and asked him to come and sit next to him.
So Liu Huaizhao walked over and saw Tong Le digging something with a spoon.
"What's this?"
Qin Zunyue handed him the small bowl in front of him. The bowl was a little cold, so Liu Huaizhao asked again, "What is this?"
"Ice cream." Qin Zunyue smiled, "I learned it from Xiaoyu."
Xiao Yu is the owner of the dessert shop where Qin Zunyue bought the cake before. Qin Zunyue had nothing to do, so he went to buy some ingredients from her and learned how to make ice cream and cake.
Zheng Shu ate while taking out a notebook to count their food reserves. "We still have plenty of rice and flour, but we should also hunt some game while we're at Cong Mountain. We don't have much meat left."
"Okay." Qin Zunyue nodded.
"Brother." Tong Le took a bite of ice cream and asked, "Aren't we being a bit too extravagant? This must have cost a lot of food to buy it."
Zheng Shu answered her without even looking up, "Eat yours. You can't let your mouths go hungry. Besides, we can't finish all the food in a short time. We might as well trade some out. Xiaoyu's family can't go hunting anymore... Sigh, what a world this is."
Liu Huaizhao was eating and listening to Zheng Shu talk, when he remembered that the woman he had rescued not long ago seemed to be the owner of the dessert shop whom he had met several times.
He looked at Qin Zunyue and thought, this man looks so fierce, but he is a pretty good person.
Qin Zunyue didn't know that he had become a good person in Liu Huaizhao's heart. He was just wondering why he kept staring at him. In the end, he couldn't pretend not to see it, so he turned around and asked, "What's wrong? Is it not delicious?"
"It's delicious." Liu Huaizhao looked away and concentrated on eating the ice cream.
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The next day, Qin Zunyue sent Liu Huaizhao to school to go through the withdrawal procedures. Watching Liu Huaizhao bidding farewell to a group of elementary school students, he felt more and more like Liu Huaizhao's parent.
He held a box of books that Liu Huaizhao had borrowed from his teacher and asked, "What books did you borrow? Why are there so many?"
"I don't know either. They seem to be just some miscellaneous books. The teacher said that this would help me quickly understand your society in the past."
Qin Zunyue nodded without asking any more questions, but just worked hard as a servant for Master Liu.
Before they reached home, they met Yan Ming's guard, so the two of them put down their boxes and went to the command office building.
In fact, Yan Ming only called Qin Zunyue, but she was not surprised by Liu Huaizhao coming together. They didn't know when it started, but they all acquiesced that these two people would appear together.
This time we called them over to help us test the smoke gun.
Because the army suffered too many casualties last time, Yan Ming did not arrange soldiers to continue searching for survivors in the short term, but only asked them to patrol around the safe city. However, there are almost no monsters near the safe city now, so they are not sure whether the smoke gun can work.
This was a convenient thing to do, so Qin Zunyue agreed and asked for two smoke guns for their team.
"Okay." Two smoke guns were not many, so Yan Ming made the decision.
After everything was arranged, they set off on a sunny day.
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