Chapter 74: Feels a Bit Weird

Outside the door, Canyue protested with dissatisfaction, “Empress! This is my room! Can you please take better care of my door?”

Little An ignored her, and after a short while, the sound of Canyue’s departing footsteps could be heard.

Chen Fengshi finished the seafood porridge in one breath, gasped for air, and seeing Little An sitting quietly beside him, could not help but laugh, “I thought this was your room.”

“This month it is hers.” Little An said casually. “I can’t remember when it started, but we got into the habit of switching rooms regularly, we both feel it keeps things fresh.”

“Your relationship is really good.” Chen Fengshi was a little surprised, yet not entirely surprised. Given Little An’s personality, if her relationship with Canyue was not extraordinary, how could she let her be so wild?

“These are all light foods, there are all kinds of meat coming after this.” Little An pulled the food cart closer to the bed, lifted the lid, and brought out a bowl of steaming egg noodles.

Chen Fengshi finished it all in one breath. He was really hungry, so after waking up he was too lazy to sit up; it felt like he had no strength at all from the hunger, and of course he did not want to move.

At this time, having something in his stomach, even though it felt like almost nothing, as he ate more, his spirit got better, and he involuntarily sat up.

He finished all the food in the cart, and while waiting for the next delivery, he thought of Canyue and deliberately asked, “So, is Canyue a perk you gave me?”

Little An snorted with a bad expression and said, “If you want women, I can find you plenty, there is no way I would use Canyue as a gift. She is just being lovestruck on her own. If you like her and plan to treat her seriously, that is great; if you hold the idea that a beauty who throws herself at you must be taken, then I have to warn you—the consequences will be severe!”

“So mean—” Chen Fengshi sighed with pretended regret, saying, “You scared away all my little fantasies.”

Little An did not respond, unwilling to banter with him. “Don’t you want to know what happened while you were unconscious?”

“I was hungry, didn’t think to ask.” Chen Fengshi was of course curious; he at least needed to know what was going on, right now he only remembered fainting, and a few blurry fragments in between. “How many times were you shot?”

It was chaotic when they rushed out; both the Demon General and the Parasites were shooting at the time, so they could only gamble on luck, and later there was no strength to leisurely check the injuries.

“I was lucky, I only got shot twice.” Little An said, tapping her left shoulder with a finger, hesitated for a moment, and then pointed at her left chest.

Chen Fengshi stared and asked with concern, “Can’t tell at all, there’s no lasting effect, right?”

Little An directly ignored his misplaced focus of concern and said on her own, “Your luck was terrible, you were shot eight times, feel your own body, are there any wounds?”

Chen Fengshi felt there were none; his body was completely fine, let alone gunshot wounds, he felt there was not even a scar, so he touched his back, pulled up his shirt to check his body, and indeed there were none. “Healed like a Demon General?”

“After taking out the bullets and replenishing energy, we recovered very quickly, not even needing external blood transfusions. It seems that as long as there is enough nutrition, the activity of the hematopoietic stem cells in the body is enough to ensure replenishment. It was just that the bullets hindered our body’s recovery speed at the time.” When Little An said this, someone outside pushed a food cart over, and from the voice, it was not Canyue.

That person did not seem to be allowed in; the cart was left outside the door, and after a report, they left.

Little An personally pushed the empty cart out and pulled the cart full of food from outside into the room.

Chen Fengshi felt that in Little An’s narration, there seemed to be something more about the bullets, so he pressed on, “Are the bullets targeted?”

“Made of radioactive materials, targeting both the Power of Life and the Demon General.” Little An turned the food cart into a dining table, arranged the food, and then continued, “Judging from the combat power assessment of the two Demon Generals, they should be level eight.”

Chen Fengshi let loose and devoured the food; without needing him to ask, Little An explained all the situations he cared about.

Although they were shot, the bullets did not pierce through the muscle tissue strengthened by the Golden Power of Life; the trouble was blood loss, because the radiation from the bullets hindered the blood-making function, their lost blood could not be replenished, which was why they weakened so quickly, and at the time they still had not been able to replenish and recover.

The motorcycle left behind was driven away by Little Huo, leaving no traces; the bloodstains along the way were all cleaned up by Little Huo, and the bloodstains in the building where the battle took place, Little Huo went in and checked, the Parasites had already cleaned them up.

Speaking of this, Chen Fengshi remembered the thought he had when leaving, and could not help but say it. “The Fungal Demon is actually just like us, or rather, even more afraid of their existence being exposed, right?”

“…Maybe. But it is actually not that easy, unless we sacrifice ourselves first to prove the existence of the Power of Life, and then accept the fate of being guinea pigs, cooperating with the relevant departments for testing, observation, and providing evidence that proves the existence of the Fungal Demon.” Little An said this without showing any indignant emotion, probably knowing that these were the necessary procedures for the relevant departments, procedures they could not avoid. “Anyway, I am not that great; unless it is absolutely necessary, who is willing to lose their right to live freely as a human being to cooperate with the relevant departments as a guinea pig? Moreover—besides extraordinary strength, there is no instrument that can prove the existence of the Power of Life.”

“Can’t the special fungal bodies of the Power of Life be detected?” Chen Fengshi was quite curious.

“That is right, just like the cells of the Fungal Demon. Or rather, perhaps their form of existence is the same, a way different from our current understanding, so at this stage it is simply impossible to detect evidence of their existence.”

Chen Fengshi felt that between them and the Fungal Demon, it was simply a war invisible to ordinary humans. Even if some traces were left, they would be explained from a known perspective, for example: bodily mutation? Or mental illness? Hallucinations?

As for the noise of the gunshots, Chen Fengshi was not worried at all; thinking about it, that area was full of Parasites of the Demon General, even if passersby heard it, but when the police investigated, all the nearby residents said they did not hear it, then how would the accounts of the few individuals or small group of people who claimed to hear it be interpreted?

Must be drunk!

Otherwise, why would so many residents who said they were awake at the time claim they did not hear anything?

Chen Fengshi buried his head and kept eating, finishing one food cart, and there was more, and more… he was not afraid of not having enough to eat, only afraid he could not finish it all.

He just kept his head down eating, rarely looking at Little An’s face, especially her eyes.

He did not know why he had this avoidant mindset, but during one accidental meeting of their eyes when he looked up, Little An’s reaction made him feel that she was also intentionally or unintentionally engaging in this kind of avoidance.

What made her become a little weird?

Chen Fengshi decided to face it head-on, so he gathered his courage and looked at Little An’s face as normally as he could; her gaze indeed dodged away, but not long after, as if she perceived his thoughts, she also met his gaze and no longer avoided it.

They just stared at each other in silence for quite a while, until Chen Fengshi opened his mouth and said, “You are acting weird today, is it because you feel that last night, due to misunderstanding my noble moral character, a little negligence led to the subsequent trouble and got me hurt, and you feel guilty?”

Little An was silent for a few seconds, suddenly exhaled, and said seriously, “Yes! This matter is my responsibility, and I really should thank you in person and sincerely for your rescue.”

Chen Fengshi laughed; Little An could actually talk like this, although stubborn, she was ultimately a person who distinguished between gratitude and resentment, and who was reasonable and acknowledged kindness, so he cleared his throat twice, sat up very seriously, and then said, “I officially accept your thanks!”

So, the two looked at each other, quietly, quietly… after quite a while, Little An suddenly stood up with a smile and said, “Alright, you eat first. By the way, your phone is charging, it is over there, Jiang Yuan said that she and your goddess want to meet you today.”

Chen Fengshi did not know what to say; without needing to ask, Little An must have used his finger to unlock the fingerprint lock!

“No need to thank me, after all, you got hurt rescuing me, if you missed something important because of this, it would become my associated responsibility, so of course I should help you handle it properly.” Little An finished speaking and left, and Chen Fengshi could not help but call out to her back, “You peeked at my privacy without permission, should I thank you for that too?”

“Of course!” Little An did not even turn her head, and her reply was completely self-righteous.

“Fine! I will remember. Thank you!” Chen Fengshi laughed, and then even said thank you very seriously. As for what he was thinking… Little An could not figure it out for a moment, but she felt that Chen Fengshi thanking her so readily definitely meant he had some sinister scheme!

In fact, Chen Fengshi did have a sinister scheme, it was just that it could not be executed right now.

Chen Fengshi ate cart after cart of food, but still did not feel completely full. Thinking of Shen Ai, he felt it was strange; she had just experienced the taxi hitting someone incident, and the person involved was someone she knew, how could she have the time to accompany Jiang Yuan to meet him so soon?

The more he thought about it, the more restless he felt; he went over and saw that the phone was fully charged, so he unplugged it, looking through messages while eating.

There were no messages from Sister Yao; it seemed that kicking him out of the car really meant a clean break from then on, and Chen Fengshi felt very happy about it.

Jiang Yuan had sent quite a few messages, clearly holding back her temper, but having not received any replies from him, she finally erupted and questioned him, saying things like him breaking his word.

Chen Fengshi thought for a moment and replied to Jiang Yuan, “Make sure Shen Ai agrees to come out first, don’t you know something happened to her?”

Then, there was silence from Jiang Yuan’s end; perhaps she had not seen the message yet, or perhaps she had already gone to care for Shen Ai.

Chen Fengshi felt that if Jiang Yuan did not know, did it mean Shen Ai’s attitude toward her had already changed? Or was it that Shen Ai herself was too stimulated and had not been able to confide in her friends?

Thinking this, he felt uneasy again, and after considering for a while, he still sent a message to Shen Ai asking, “Are you okay?”

“Thanks for caring, I am fine. Thank you for that day.”

“I didn’t do much either.” Chen Fengshi was not sure if Shen Ai and the others had seen him kick the taxi flying.

“Another day I will treat you to a meal with my cousin and the others, to formally express my gratitude; everyone is very sad recently, please understand.”

“Understood.”

“Thank you.”

Chen Fengshi did not continue sending messages; he felt that Shen Ai was in a bad mood and had no desire to chat, covering the main points in a few words and repeatedly thanking him.

However, for Chen Fengshi, this was already a huge leap forward, even if it was not a qualitative change yet. But he felt that the future was still something to look forward to. In the past, he was too idealistic; even if he took the blame, would people believe the rumors, or the truth they saw and felt themselves?