Chapter Seventy-One: Blooming and Withering
"Well, you won! You killed the sun-class monster!"
Seeing Mu Feng wake up at night, Chigusa breathed a sigh of relief, when he passed out he was like dead, not only breathing, but even his heart stopped beating, this state lasted for a few minutes, I really don't know how he survived. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
With the help of Chigusa sat up from the ground with difficulty, looking at the large pool of blood and flesh skeletons on the ground around him, Mu Fengye was very unbelievable in his heart, and the strength in his body was almost condensed on that move, and he had to rest for a long time before he could summon the obsidian weapon again.
"How long have I been lying here?"
"About three minutes, there was such a big commotion just now, and now that the sun level is also dead, I'm afraid this place is not safe. Chigusa sat on the ground, her hand pressed against the ankle of her left foot, her teeth trembling slightly and biting her lower lip, sweating profusely on her forehead.
Mu Fengye then remembered that the reason why Qiancao fell before was because she twisted her foot, and it should have hurt a lot to look at her.
"Can you still go?"
"I don't know, it shouldn't work......" Chigusa blew a warm breath onto Mu Fengye's cheeks, and cooperated with him to stand up slowly, "Ah, slow down." ā
"I'll carry you and find a safe place. Mu Fengye called up the obsidian map, the green dot on it had disappeared, because of the existence of the sun level, other nuclear-level creatures did not dare to approach here, now that it is dead, danger will follow, you must leave quickly.
Chigusa seemed to resist a little, but she had to return to the Hanging Garden alive, and after some hesitation, she still lay on Mu Fengye's back.
Her body was very light, as it seemed, and it was estimated that the whole person was less than forty kilograms, and she didn't feel much weight behind her back.
"Hey, are you okay with your wound?" asked Chigusa.
"I hope to run as far as I can, and other people should be looking for us, and it won't be long before we can go back." Mu Fengye knew that Jorim hadn't given up on continuing to decipher the obsidian code, and it was only the first day, and he had to survive more than ten days to have a chance of surviving.
Fifteen minutes later, the water source, which had not appeared all day, was finally in sight, it was a horizontal stream, the flashlight could shine on the stones under the water, the water was moving, and finally found a place to drink.
"I'm going to check around here, you're here to wash the dirt off your body. "Mu Feng lit a fire by the stream at night, the light of the fire was not big or small, just enough to illuminate the place where Chigusa could see, but unfortunately there was no food tonight, so he could only spend a desolate night hungry.
Mu Fengye's figure disappeared into the dark woods, Qiancao couldn't help but be a little worried about her condition, she was thirsty, and hurriedly took a handful of clear water into her mouth, her dry lips were finally relieved, the cool water passed through her body, and the feeling of comfort slowly broke into every pore.
"Hoo ......"
The clothes were dirty, dirt, blood, and a little slime from the sun's mouth, which together nearly ruined the school uniform jacket. Chigusa soaked the whole garment in the water, rubbed her hands vigorously, and finally let the water take away all the stains, and the clothes would dry quickly, but without its cold, it would be very difficult to sleep at night.
"I'm back. Mu Fengye returned the same way and found the fire and Chigusa who was about to fall asleep against the trunk of the tree.
"What's in your hand?" Chigusa stared curiously at the white petals in Mu Fengye's hand, this thing was very large, and each petal was the size of a palm.
"This is what Sakurama said is like an epiphany, and it only blooms at night, but I picked a little bit when I was passing by, and some of the things in this world are made in imitation of the present world, so if it really resembles an epiphany, it should be edible. Mu Fengye gave the two petals to Qiancao, and he immediately swallowed one, he was very lucky that he had not eaten since noon.
Chikusa took a small bite, and a fresh fragrance suddenly poured into her mouth, a night-like aroma, and the taste was really great.
Eating these two petals is like eating two steamed buns, heavy, I don't know if it's real or fake, and the stomach actually creates a feeling of fullness.
"Mind if I look at your feet?"
Chigusa glanced at Mu Fengye with strange eyes, and then turned her head to silently wring the water on her clothes.
"I don't mean anything else, I just want to see if your injuries are serious. ā
"You don't know how to heal, what's the use of showing you?" Chigusa said jokingly.
"Hey, it's already swollen, aren't you going to put something cool on it? ā
"Ah~ It's annoying, you, forget it, you studied it yourself, if I knew what to do, I wouldn't have to put it here and do nothing. Chigusa lifted her left leg up and sat in front of the fire with her other leg on her knee, quietly watching the spark beat.
Taking off her socks, Chigusa's ankles were swollen bigger than her fists, and the redness and swelling contrasted sharply with her fair skin.
"You lighten up, it hurts, don't you want a cold compress? What are you doing there?"
Mu Fengye soaked the remaining gauze that Gao Zhi had given herself, and carefully wrapped it around Chigusa's red and swollen ankles, the muscles of her calves were tense, and her body trembled like an electric shock, she was enduring the pain and not letting herself scream.
"Alright, you can rest for a while. ā
"Isn't it dangerous for us to fall asleep like this?" Chigusa looked around, who knew what was hiding in the dark woods.
"I'll wake you up at about two o'clock, and I'll stay here all the time. Mu Fengye sat down under the trunk of the tree opposite Chigusa, just took out his mobile phone and planned to have a pastime but took it back, the standby time of the mobile phone will definitely not exceed half a month, and it must be kept as charged as possible, not a single text message sent to Sakurama and Serina today has been sent, I don't know what is happening to the hanging garden.
Chigusa didn't say much, leaned against the tree with her arms crossed, the temperature at night was not very high, after all, all the temperature came from the sun after the moon, and now it stopped working, and the temperature accumulated in this world was also volatilizing, and the temperature would drop to a minimum at about four o'clock, and only by waiting for the return of the sun could you regain that trace of warmth.
"Here you go. Mu Fengye took off the coat of the school uniform and threw it to Chigusa, "It's cold at night, go to bed early." ā
Maybe it was just because of the same interests that he chose to cooperate with Jinguji Chigusa and take care of her, Mu Fengye became more and more unable to guess what he was thinking in his heart, maybe this was not selfish.
The Hanging Garden, since nightfall, there are fewer and fewer students wandering in the courtyard, and they must go back to the house to recuperate in order to face the next day's life, this principle is common both in this world and in this world.
"How far has that code been cracked?" In Jorim's room, Sakuruma was looking at the string of characters on the screen and was worried, she couldn't read these things at all, she really didn't know why Jorim had such an amazing understanding of computers, he seemed to be able to read every code, an ordinary fifteen-year-old would never be able to do it!
"Just look at the speed of one of my hands. Jorim was already tapping the keyboard as fast as he could, and before the next field was deciphered, he had to string together the accumulated code to generate new data, which was a lot of work.
Sakurama sighed, despite a day of rest, his spirit was still very tired, fortunately, there was nothing worth wasting his energy during this time, Mu Fengye couldn't even do it in just a few days, after all, he had such a powerful obsidian weapon, and the will that made up its shape was even more indestructible.
"Do you need me to keep an eye on Shaya at night?" asked Jorim as he stopped Sakurama, who was about to leave.
"No need, you can concentrate on deciphering the code, Shaya has Jinguji Chie there, and she shouldn't be able to do anything now that she's handcuffed. ā
"I see, you still look tired, go back quickly. ā
Sakuruma noticed Jorim's eyes, which were only for a few tenths of a second, but they made her feel creepy, Jorim must have some secrets hidden in his body, but those secrets could not see the light of day here.
"Click!"
There was suddenly a heavy object on her ankle, and Chie immediately opened her eyes, and she tugged her right leg, only to find that the shackles that were originally used to handcoggle Shaya's hand were actually teleported to her feet by a black compass!
"Saya Kino!" As soon as Chie got up, she stared at a pair of unusually evil eyes, her head was drowsy, and she collapsed on the bed after a while.
It was late at night, and everyone except Jorim had already fallen asleep, and Chie was hypnotized by Shaya, allowing her to escape smoothly, and her mastery of the black compass became more and more proficient, and even the dislocated right arm was reconnected.
"Love Moon ......"
The black compass appeared silently in Sakura's room, and her face on the bed was tired, and she was not at all defenseless about her surroundings.
"Aiyue, if there is really reincarnation in this world, I will definitely give you the most perfect love next time, and I won't let you hate me like you do now. Love Moon ...... Love Moon ...... Love Moon ......"
The mark of the black compass suddenly lit up, and a dagger with only the hilt and half of the blade suddenly pierced Shaya's heart, and she struggled to move to Sakurama's bed, touching her cheek one last time with her other hand that was not stained with blood.
"It's time for it to end. ā
The last of Shaya's strength poured into the black compass, and her whole body gradually disappeared in place, only a drop of blood slowly falling from the hilt of the sword, and finally swallowed by the dust on the ground.
Day 24, number of survivors: thirty-eight.