Chapter 19 The system has a temper too!
The sky was a deep blue, and the golden sun was gradually setting.
The vast Gobi Desert rises and falls, with rocky hills stretching as far as the eye can see, and the rolling heat waves gradually smooth out the cracked surface.
In three more hours, it will get dark.
A black SUV sped along the gravel road, its tracks worn smooth by tires, nestled between towering rocks. Sometimes it drove straight, sometimes it swayed and veered off course.
Li Nai raised his hand, his eyes fixed on Missyco, who was driving beside him, ready to strike at any moment. Missyco was in very poor condition at this time.
His right fist gripped his shirt around his abdomen, and his fingers on the steering wheel were taut, his knuckles white from the pressure.
On his face and neck, large patches of exposed skin were glistening with sweat.
Her long eyelashes trembled, and her eyelids kept drooping.
The front of the car tilted again.
Li Nai quickly straightened the steering wheel, bringing the car back on track. All along the way, she had been doing this in the passenger seat: adjusting the direction in time to prevent the two of them from hitting the rock face.
The surrounding area was a deserted area, with nothing but sand and rocks, and not a single land animal in sight, making it perfect for her to practice driving.
"Master, let me drive."
She glanced at Missyco's abdomen.
Missy stared into the distance, her chapped lips parting slightly. "No. You're driving too slowly; there's no extra time for you to practice."
Her little scheme was exposed, and she glanced away at the desolate scenery outside the window.
"I just want my master to rest. Your body..."
"It will be dark in a few hours, the temperature will drop to single digits at night, and there are wild animals in the uninhabited area. We cannot spend the night here."
Missy glanced at the tracker. The small screen showed that they were still eighty kilometers from their destination.
With the accelerator floored, the speed soared to 150 km/h and continued to climb.
The wind rushed into the car, and the remaining shards of window glass were blown away with a whooshing sound.
Li Nai kept her mouth and eyes tightly shut, gripping the edge of the car roof handle with both hands. Her face was burning and stinging, and her hair was flying wildly and curving wildly.
Good heavens! He was in so much pain he was almost fainting, and it was still going so fast?
She felt a heavy, aching pain in her chest.
"Master, ptooey!" He opened his mouth to swallow sand. "Don't go so fast! Danger, danger!"
She was genuinely scared; a long-forgotten bout of motion sickness struck her head.
We sped for over ten minutes, with the car's speed unstable, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
She glanced menacingly at Missyco on her left.
The other person kept nodding their head, their eyes almost closing into slits.
The car suddenly veered off course.
"Misik!"
She grabbed the steering wheel, but the car was going too fast and veered off course.
The scenery before my eyes blurred into a hazy blur.
"Brake! Brake!"
The tires made a screeching sound.
Bang!
The front of the car crashed into the rock wall, the hood flipped over, all the white airbags deployed, and the roof of the car slammed into rocks.
The golden sun on the horizon sinks lower and lower.
The wind howled, carrying a chill in the air.
Li Nai woke up groggily and pressed her hand against the airbag in front of her face.
I spotted the tracker nestled in the corner of the windshield. The screen flickered, displaying the time 17:20. 15 kilometers from the destination.
It's getting dark. Missy said that the temperature would drop sharply after dark, and there would be wild animals.
She nudged Missyco, who was lying on the airbag.
"Master, master, how are you?"
The golden-brown skull moved, but did not lift.
He cupped Misiko's head in his hands, and upon touching it to her skin, he was surprised to find it burning hot.
This is... a fever.
The orange-yellow sunset was gradually obscured by the rocks, leaving only a sliver hanging on her forehead. Beneath that bright orange brow, her eyes were filled with worry.
A person with a fever cannot drive; the car would probably be totaled. Dragging someone through the cold night is also impractical.
He glanced at the motionless Missyco, then opened the door and got out of the car.
They searched the tall vehicle thoroughly, inside and out, but found nothing except basic emergency equipment.
They paced anxiously in place.
A gust of sandstorm swept up behind me, and I shivered from the cold.
Looking around, there were a few dead trees and inconspicuous clumps of dry grass nearby.
She quickly ran to the tree branch, jumped a couple of times but couldn't reach it, so she ran to the dry grass and pulled it all up by the roots.
After rummaging through the surrounding hay, she filled her arms with it and ran against the wind, the broken grass and debris flying over her head.
Open the car door and stuff all the hay into the back seat.
I passed the driver's seat and reached out to check on Missy's condition. His forehead was still burning hot, and his chapped lips were like parched land that hadn't seen rain in years.
It's quite badly burned.
The wind was cold, so she took out some hay from the back seat and stuffed it into the gap in the driver's seat. The long haystacks just covered Missy's face and tilted in the wind.
She conjured a bottle of mineral water from her hand, unscrewed the cap, and carefully poured out some water to moisten her lips. After drinking about a capful of water, she put down the bottle and ran to the withered tree, hopping around and grabbing at the drooping branches.
After tireless efforts, she finally managed to pull down the dead tree. The roots buried in the ground popped out, and she simply grabbed a thick branch and shook it vigorously up and down. With a thud, half of the hollow dead tree crushed her and crashed to the ground.
A sharp, persistent pain shot through my chest and back.
Taking a deep breath and enduring the pain, I dragged the withered tree all the way to the car.
Straighten up and look at the red sun on the horizon, which is still two fingers' width away from setting.
Time is running out.
Pick up the sharp shards of glass, scrape the bark and twigs from the stick, and scrape out a clump of fluff. Tear the bark fibers, mix them with the fluff, and clump them together.
Next, I started whittling the tip of the branch. The edge of the glass wasn't as thin as a blade, so the whittling wasn't smooth. After I had roughly a sharp tip, I started rubbing a stick against the hollow tree trunk to make fire.
After rubbing for a few minutes, my palms felt hot and stinging, and my joints ached, but I still couldn't drill a hole. I picked up the glass shard again and pressed it against the wooden block, repeatedly grinding it to drill a small indentation. I even sprinkled some fine sand into it to increase friction, and then started rubbing the wooden stick again.
The red sun touches the horizon.
Right now, the thin sticks and tree trunks have become dim. The sweat that has been beading on my skin is chilled by the wind.
She felt a little panicked, but she couldn't slow down for even a second. She could only suppress her fear in the dark crack at the edge of the wooden tip.
A wisp of smoke drifted out.
Quickly cover it with tinder, then lower your head and blow air into it.
The smell of burning filled the air instantly, and the flames gradually grew larger.
"Fire! Fire! I've emerged from the fire!"
Holding the tinder, she jumped and cheered like a primitive savage.
After a moment of joy, he remembered that the fire needed fuel, so he immediately squatted down, broke off thin twigs, and pressed them down on the tinder to keep it burning.
Fearing there wouldn't be enough fuel, he stood up, opened the back door, and grabbed out the remaining hay.
As soon as I turned around, a gust of wind blew in from all directions, carrying the burning flames several meters away.
"My flame!"
He threw the hay in his hand into the air.
She reached out and chased after the velvet, but the velvet slid faster and faster, eventually disappearing dozens of meters away, completely out of reach.
After taking a few steps, I stopped and looked desperately at the horizon, where a ray of sunlight peeked out.
Darkness gradually approached.
Fear gripped her, and her eyes welled up with tears. She ran back crying, then slid down to the ground, leaning against the car. Whenever the wind blew, her cries turned into curses.
She was yelling when something hit her on the head.
The thing landed with a dull thud; it didn't seem to be a stone or a branch.
The cursing stopped, but she didn't even look at the ground. Suddenly, she remembered something.
It seems like we didn't give Missco any water; her throat must be parched.
She approached the driver's seat to give Missy water, then drank water herself, and after that, she squatted back down and continued to look aggrieved.
Missy felt the fire in her throat being extinguished by the spring water, and her consciousness slowly returned. The incessant cursing and crying in her ears were replaced by occasional sobs.
I opened my eyes, and my vision blurred. Steadying my groggy eyes, I saw that it was dry grass moving.
Following the sound, I approached the window, lifted half of the hay with my fingers, and looked down to see Li Nai crying.
Why are you crying? For me?
Missy opened her mouth, but then saw Li Nai stand up abruptly. She muttered to herself, "I can't give up. I believe in myself. I can succeed again."
The person squatted down into the horizontal dead tree, rubbing his hands together, seemingly fiddling with something.
Missy didn't have the energy to think. As she looked around, her head tilted to the side and she fell asleep again.
The night wind blows, and it never seems to tire.
She broke off a piece of wood, placed it behind the tire to shelter it from the wind, and continued to rub the wood together to start a fire. She worked hard, puffing and puffing, until a stone fell from above and hit her on the head.
If it weren't for the fact that she was in the middle of nowhere, people would have thought some bastard had deliberately hit her.
It was another rock. She assured it was definitely bigger than the previous ones.
I rubbed my scalp, lifted my eyelids, and found a small wad of cloth about the size of my palm.
Where did it come from? From the car? I don't remember.
Pick up the wad of cloth, untie it, and you'll see a lighter with a metal casing.
Li Nai:? !
I looked up at the night sky in disbelief.
Did a deity appear? But she didn't pray.
Never mind!
She happily started a fire, lighting branches and wood, and built a bonfire around a circle of stones.
With survival guaranteed, the wounded should be treated.
Open the driver's side door
"Master, wake up first. Sit with me by the fire."
Misi was half-awake. After recognizing Li Nai, she got out of the car and sat down next to her.
Li Nai examined his entire body and found that the old wound on his thigh was red and swollen, with dried blood.
Why is it bad?
I was worried and anxious. Without medication to disinfect and reduce inflammation, this fever would definitely keep coming back tonight.
Clench the lighter tightly in your palm.
Thinking of Qi Shuihan's promise, she tentatively shouted loudly.
"Oh dear, what should I do? I don't have any anti-inflammatory medicine, and I'm going to have a fever all night."
After shouting, she listened intently to the sounds around her.
A little while later.
Thump! A stone hit the roof of the car, like some kind of code.
She glanced at Missyco, who had her eyes closed, and walked to the back of the car. The firelight filtering through the gap under the car illuminated a backpack.
Li Nai immediately beamed with joy, picked up his backpack and was about to walk back when he suddenly stopped, conjuring up three bottles of water and two sandwiches and placing them on the ground.
She sat down next to Missy, holding her backpack. She opened the backpack and took out anti-inflammatory medicine, disinfectant, and gauze.
He conjured up an unopened bottle of mineral water from his hand.
"Master, come on, take your medicine."
He held a fever-reducing pill in his palm and put it to his lips.
Misi turned her chin, her dizzy eyes filled with a cold hostility as she stared at her.
"roll!"
Li Nai was surprised but didn't pay attention, assuming that Misi Ke had gone mad from the fever.
"It's me, Master. Don't be angry, take your medicine quickly."
He pinched a pill and pressed it to his lips.
Missy shook his head and shoved her away hard.
Li Nai plopped down on the ground, the pills in her hand long since lost.
I was a little annoyed.
Staring at her, Missyco clutched her stomach and groaned in pain.
The annoyance in his eyes vanished instantly.
She crouched down anxiously.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Despite the pain, Missy stubbornly pushed her away.
Li Nai shifted her gaze to the other person's lower abdomen, deciding to see what was going on.
She forcefully pried open one of Misiko's hands, and her fingers grabbed the hem of her clothes and lifted it up.
"Get away! Don't touch me!"
With a kick, Missy kicked her, and she fell to the ground again, her feet in the air.
My back is burning with pain. No need to look; it'll definitely chafe through the thin summer shirt.
you filthy woman!
She gritted her teeth, got up from the ground, and aimed at Missyco.
I refuse to believe you can push me down again!
She pretended to be a wild beast pouncing on her, only to find a dark gun barrel pointed at her.
The ferocious beast instantly turned into a tiny mouse before she could even dodge.
Bang!
ah! ! !
In the pitch-black wilderness, a painful howl echoed through the sky. A kilometer away, the wolves, ashamed of their own inadequacy, withdrew their howls.
"I might as well die. Like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, not recognizing a kind heart."
Li Nai took a long piece of gauze and wrapped it around her left ear, securing it to her head.
This time, she didn't shed a tear. Her strongest feeling was exhaustion, so exhaustion, extreme exhaustion. She just wanted to collapse into bed and never have to deal with that damned woman, Missy again.
She tied a knot above her right ear. She sat to one side, picked up the anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medicine beside her, and tossed it to Missyco.
"Here you go. Take your medicine yourself."
Across from her, Missy's gun slumped to the ground. The muzzle remained pointed at Li Nai.
Missy raised her weak eyebrows, her usual radiant confidence gone. Her deep, watery eyes flickered with firelight as she stared blankly at Li Nai, as if suddenly realizing something.
"Li Nai?"
Li Nai deliberately turned his face away, revealing his left ear, which was red and bleeding, as if he hadn't heard anything.
I really didn't hear it. How can I hear if I don't have ears?
Upon seeing the mutilated ear, Misiko's eyes widened slightly, realizing that it was her fault.
"sorry."
The gun fell from his hand. He reached for the medicine box with his empty hands.
The medicine box rubbed against the pebbles.
Li Nai glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw Misi pitifully tapping the medicine box with her fingertips.
He tilted to one side and collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
well.
Li Nai got up, picked up the medicine box, pressed down on a fever reducer, and unscrewed the cap.
"Eat."
Missy touched Li Nai's palm with her lips, opened and then pursed the pill, swallowing it with water.
Li Nai withdrew his surprise. He rubbed his palm with his fingertips.
The original intention was for Missy to take her own medicine.
"Do you... have an injury to your abdomen?"
Li Nai turned his eyes away to look at the burning firewood.
"An old ailment. It flares up every now and then."
Li Nai frowned almost imperceptibly. The moment she lifted the hem of Mishiko's dress, she saw rough marks on her lower abdomen, similar to those on her lower back. There must have been tattoos on those areas before. But what did they have to do with her abdominal pain?
Beside her, Missy took her medicine and then fell asleep with her eyes half-closed.
She quietly conjured up a ham and cheese bread and placed it next to Missy.
Meanwhile, he was holding a loaf of bread, his eyes glazed over. He barely ate a couple of bites before leaning his head against the car and falling asleep, snoring softly.
I woke up again because I was hungry.
The sky was just beginning to lighten.
The small flames of the fire continued to burn.
She went to check on the soundly sleeping Missyco and found her backpack beside her, with gauze, iodine, a medicine box, and cotton swabs scattered on the floor. It seemed Missyco had treated her wound herself.
I stood up, raised my arms to stretch, and "Ouch!" I accidentally bumped my injured ear.
He picked up his bread and water bottle, ate his breakfast, and walked around to the back of the car.
The water and food left last night are all gone. Looking a dozen meters away, there are several dead wild animals lying there.
She was a little confused, but quickly came to her senses. A grateful smile appeared on her face.
"Thank you! — It's so good to be alive! —"
Shout at the deserted wilderness.
Because Missy was available, she couldn't say too much.
Returning to the fire, Missyko was already awake. Seeing her, he smiled and said, "Good morning."
Li Nai greeted him with a bright and cheerful smile: "Good morning, Master!"
Then she opened the car door, deliberately reached for something, and actually produced breakfast and water.
"Master, you are injured. Eat more to replenish your strength."
Missy looked down at the bread that was handed to her, as if deep in thought.
Li Nai thought the other party might have noticed something and was about to make up an excuse or directly reveal the store's capabilities. The other party accepted it.
"Thank you."
"Oh! What are you saying? You're my master, my boss." Her eyes shimmered, and her fawning smile resembled that of a lackey.
Missy lowered her eyes and smiled faintly.
As the sun rises, the desolate, pale white Gobi Desert and the undulating rocky mountains are laid bare in the morning light.
The tracker exited at 7:08.
"Master, haven't the people from the base come looking for us yet?" Li Nai asked, puzzled.
The fire burned all night long; could it be that they really couldn't find them?
Missy's expression was enigmatic, revealing no hidden meaning.
"Let's go to our destination first. Contact information is there."
They fiddled with the car and found it was unusable.
Li Nai supported Mi Xi Ke, who leaned on a stick, and the two followed the tracker's guidance, slowly closing the distance to their destination.
7 kilometers remaining.
Li Nai sensed that Missy couldn't hold on any longer. She stole a glance at her.
His face was flushed and covered in sweat, his deep features revealing a stubbornness.
"Master, I'll carry you on my back."
"It's alright, keep going."
Li Nai stopped walking, forcing Misi Ke to stop as well.
She stood in front of Missyco and squatted down.
"Come up." (Pat on the back.)
Missy, with a thud, walked around her and limped over to her.
Li Nai ran ahead and stopped Misi Ke, then squatted down again. "Get on."
The sound of a stick hitting the ground rang out again.
Li Nai straightened up and looked at Misi Ke in front of her. Her tall figure leaned against the stick, swaying as if she was about to fall. The midday sun cast a long shadow that connected with the shadow on the ground.
What a grumpy, shrewish woman!
Li Nai angrily grabbed the stick from the other person's hand, forcing Mi Xi Ke to stop, then snatched the stick away, turned her back, and pulled her hand onto her shoulder.
Missy pushed Lina with her other hand.
The two began a tug-of-war.
Li Nai glanced sideways and saw the other person lower their hand and reach towards their waist.
"You want to pull out a gun and shoot me again, don't you!"
She turned around, put her hand to her right ear, and shouted loudly.
"Beat it, beat it, beat it all up! That'll balance things out, let's make..." He waved the stick he was holding. "...make a stick monster without ears!"
Missy took a step back, reached out and took out a lighter and cigarette from his waist, put the cigarette in his mouth, and lit it.
He exhaled a puff of smoke.
"It hurts so much, I need some relief."
Li Nai stared blankly at the lighter in her hand.
“I didn’t have a gun.” Missy caught a glimpse of her eyes.
After finishing the cigarette, he flicked it to the side of the road.
"Carry me on your back." Missy leaned close to her back.
After Li Nai used his magic to carry the person on his back, he stood up and almost threw the person in front of him.
Finally, the stick was placed horizontally on Missy's buttocks, half-carrying and half-dragging her.
I can't carry it, I really can't carry it.
The path I walked left two broken shoe toe marks.
"Li Nai, thank you for taking care of me along the way. What do you want when we get back?"
Misi can ask about what's behind him.
The land before them shone brightly. Sweat dripped from Liu's eyebrows; Li Nai blinked, letting the sweat fall.
"Come with me when I practice driving. I'll be your personal driver from now on."
The sun was setting.
Ahead, a two-story wooden villa came into view.
Li Nai collapsed several hundred meters away, her eyes brimming with tears of relief, as if saying, "I'm finally free."
Missy refused to let her carry him, but it was for her own good. Waaah!
Fortune changes like the wheel of luck, and helping others is no exception.
Misike helped her closer, and a bloody smell filled the wooden villa.
Missy released Li Nai's arm, gripped the gun handle behind his waist, looked out the window, slowly stepped onto the wooden stairs, and leaned against the door.
Li Nai bent down and followed quietly behind, his back pressed against the wooden board.
The wooden door was gently pushed open, and mosquitoes and flies swarmed around.
The incoming light illuminated the piled-up corpses.
Judging from their clothes and appearance, they are Liu Tianzun's subordinates.
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