Chapter 90
Huang Yabing looked at her son in surprise.
She hadn’t expected him to imitate the little boy in the video and start copying the movements, and he even looked especially serious about it.
Usually, he hated exercising.
Huang Yabing could not help glancing at the video title again.
Rehabilitation Training Daily Life… the little kitty getting better every day…
If her son practiced this rehabilitation exercise called Healthy Qi Technique, would he also have hope of recovering?
Huang Yabing did not stop him and simply watched quietly from the side.
The same scene was happening in many places.
Children naturally loved imitation, and Little Shan Lan was especially adorable, with two fluffy cat ears on his head that could move, effortlessly attracting children’s attention.
Even people who were not focused on him would unconsciously start copying along after seeing the little ferret and panda cub practicing beside him.
The promotional effect of the second video had already begun showing results.
Of course, even more people were simply captivated by the adorable creatures in the video, constantly forwarding and sharing it with friends as it gradually spread farther and farther.
Inside the treatment room.
[Lele, this little ferret really looks like you.]
[Video Share]
After finishing today’s Healthy Qi Technique practice and returning online to play around on the star network, Bai Shuo scratched his head when he saw the message from his mother.
Mom… has it occurred to you that this actually is your son?
Naturally, there were many other messages too, mainly from his family members and a handful of friends.
After reading through them all, Bai Shuo more or less understood that they had already guessed it was him and were simply probing for confirmation.
He was not in a hurry to reply and first asked Mo Yin whether he was allowed to say anything.
After receiving permission from Mo Yin, he lay back down inside the virtual immersion pod.
The day he used the lack of a virtual pod as an excuse for not practicing Healthy Qi Technique, Mo Yin had directly arranged for over ten custom-made virtual immersion pods by that very afternoon.
Now, the other Blade Warriors had also been ordered to practice Healthy Qi Technique every day in the virtual community.
This gave Bai Shuo a tiny, tiny sense of crisis.
Well, only a tiny bit.
After all, he was the very first person to follow Doctor Ye in practicing Healthy Qi Technique. How could he possibly lose to teammates who had only just started learning?
In short, the advantage is mine!
Bai Shuo opened the messages one by one and began replying with voice messages.
“That’s right, it’s me!”
His tone was extremely proud.
Meanwhile—
Finally receiving his reply, Yin Hanhui listened to Bai Shuo’s lively, cheerful voice, yet his own eyes uncontrollably reddened and stung with tears.
So his guess really had been correct.
Their beloved Young General Bai truly had been gravely injured and regressed back into juvenile form, lingering on the brink of death for the past two years…
In the end, Yin Hanhui could no longer hold it in and squatted down by the roadside, crying.
If this had happened right after the war ended, he probably would not have reacted this strongly. Too many people had died in the war. Simply surviving had already been fortunate enough.
But now, two years had passed. Their numbed hearts had slowly been soothed by peaceful daily life and had become soft again.
Just thinking about how the great hero who ended this endless war for them was still struggling between life and death made Yin Hanhui unable to stop feeling miserable.
An officer passing by saw him suddenly squatting at the roadside, shoulders trembling, and hurried over to check on him.
When he realized Yin Hanhui was crying, he instantly panicked.
“What happened? What’s wrong?”
Yin Hanhui had been bottling things up for too long and finally said,
“I’ll tell you, but don’t tell anyone else.”
“Relax, my lips are sealed!” the officer declared while thumping his chest.
After hearing the story and watching the video of the little ferret practicing exercises, the officer also started crying.
This was just too tragic!
Such a powerful, majestic young general had become so small and weak, spending the last two years waiting for death every day… He must have felt so helpless.
The officer cried while saving the video.
At that moment, another officer walked past. Seeing the two of them squatting there crying together, he came over to ask what was going on.
“I’ll tell you, but don’t tell anyone else…”
Yin Hanhui suddenly found those words oddly familiar. After the officer finished rattling everything off to a third person, Yin Hanhui fell silent for a moment.
Then he thought about it and gave up.
Judging by Bai Shuo’s behavior, he clearly did not intend to keep it secret anyway.
Naturally, the third officer also got reduced to tears.
By now, Yin Hanhui’s emotions had calmed down somewhat, though his eyes were still red. The other two officers looked about the same.
Suddenly, one of them said,
“So the Healthy Qi Technique Young General Bai practices is the same physical exercise those recruits are training with now?”
“It should be.”
The movements were identical, especially in the latest video uploaded by that streamer. The cat-eared child’s actions had confirmed it further.
“Let’s go! Time to make those little brats train harder!”
They did not know exactly why the military wanted recruits practicing this exercise, but if the military was doing it, there had to be a reason.
“Exactly. Even Young General Bai is practicing it—what right do they have to complain? Starting today, every single one of them is getting extra training. Train them hard!”
Yin Hanhui nodded as well.
Previously, they had assumed forcing recruits from the three lowest-ranked military academies to practice Healthy Qi Technique was simply a disguised form of suppression.
Now, however, they were beginning to sense something deeper behind it.
Train.
Train hard, every single one of them.
Two days later.
Under the gentle morning light, Ye Yumeng slowly opened his eyes.
A faint layer of spiritual aura lingered around him before gradually dispersing along with his breathing.
Inside his dantian, the spiritual liquid he had condensed today had finally reached two drops.
Part of it came from last night’s cultivation, while another portion was transformed from the vortex of spiritual liquid.
At the current rate, he could probably condense three drops of spiritual liquid every two days.
At last, treatment for the little animals could speed up!
Today marked the seventh day of Guangye’s treatment.
Because his injuries were the most severe among all the Blade Warriors, his treatment period was naturally the longest as well.
Seven days had already passed, yet his injuries still had not fully healed.
The layer of dead skin accumulated on his body had become extremely thick and heavy. At a glance, he looked like nothing more than a pitch-black lump, completely unrecognizable as a bird.
Even the Blade Warriors most familiar with Guangye could no longer identify him from that mass of charred blackness whenever they saw him.
And Guangye’s endurance had finally collapsed completely.
His body curled tightly together as he desperately struggled, but he had long since been firmly restrained and could only let out weak chirping sounds.
Only when Ye Yumeng cast healing spells on him each day did he feel slightly more comfortable—but even then, it lasted only for a short while.
At last, Guangye understood why Shen Chunming, whose defensive and damage resistance abilities were especially outstanding, had ended up suffering a berserk spiritual breakdown midway through treatment.
This kind of itchiness was even more torturous than pain. It could not be endured through willpower alone.
What made it even more unbearable was not knowing when it would end.
He had already endured seven days. Would there be another seven after this…?
Just imagining it was enough to make someone despair to the point of tears.
The little white puppy, who previously still had itchy fingers and wanted to peel off Guangye’s dead skin, now looked at him with nothing but worry.
Molly stood atop Guangye’s hospital rack, hopping anxiously in circles.
The other little animals who remained trapped in the treatment room and could not go outside were also quietly paying attention to Guangye’s condition.
At that moment, Guangye heard a voice.
“What’s wrong with Ah Yu?”
It was Mo Yin.
Ever since Guangye began treatment, Mo Yin came to the treatment room every day to check on him.
Guangye endured silently, refusing to cry out in front of him.
He and Mo Yin had grown up alongside His Majesty. They were comrades who could entrust each other with life and death.
Yet after Mo Yin lost an arm, their relationship had suddenly grown distant.
Mo Yin was the one who had distanced himself first.
No matter how Guangye lowered himself, no matter how he tried to reconcile, Mo Yin always seemed to erect an invisible wall, pushing him farther and farther away.
And now that Guangye had become this miserable after being gravely injured, this guy suddenly wanted to make peace again.
Now it was Guangye who no longer wanted to deal with him.
He tightly shut his eyes and forced himself to redirect his attention.
Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it…
At that moment, a gentle energy descended onto his body.
Guangye froze, then opened his eyes. Sure enough, Doctor Ye had appeared in the room at some unknown point.
A warm hand lightly enveloped him, and under the influence of that gentle energy, he finally obtained a brief moment of peace.
Although the peace was short-lived, Guangye could already estimate the duration.
But—
When the expected time passed, the gentle energy still did not stop.
Confused, he opened his eyes again.
Ye Yumeng smiled slightly at him.
“You’re recovering very well. Hang in there a little longer.”
His voice sounded like heavenly music.
“It’ll probably take another five days. After five days, you’ll finally be free.”
This was Ye Yumeng’s estimate based on Guangye’s recovery progress.
Guangye’s injuries were severe, requiring half a month of continuous use of the Rot-Dispelling Flesh-Regenerating Technique. Now that Ye Yumeng’s abilities had improved, the timeline could finally be shortened a little.
The unknown was often the most terrifying thing.
Now that he knew there were only five days left, Guangye felt an enormous sense of relief.
“Thank you,” he struggled to say through the voice machine controlled by spiritual power.
“Get some rest.”
Now, Ye Yumeng no longer dared to pat his head either.
Turning to the other little animals, he said,
“You all should talk with Guangye more and help distract him. That way it won’t feel quite so unbearable.”
The little white puppy’s eyes instantly lit up.
He nodded enthusiastically with a “leave it to me” expression.
Since Doctor Ye wanted them to chat with Brother Yu, then naturally the more people the better!
So he immediately spoke in the spiritual “group chat.”
‘Brother Yu, you look just like a giant lump of coal right now!’
The moment those words came out, all the little animals fell silent.
Even Mo Yin, who still had not left, instinctively raised a hand to his forehead.
Guangye, who had been lying there silently with his eyes closed, was provoked enough to open them immediately, shooting a murderous glare toward the little white puppy.
Unfortunately, in his current state, he looked completely unthreatening.
‘Jiang Yuyuan, just you wait,’ he said coldly.
‘Wait for what?’
The little white puppy looked utterly confused, but soon started wagging his tail again.
‘Wait until we’re better and then go play together?’
Even the little fox could no longer hold back.
‘Yuyuan… maybe say a little less…’ Unless you want to get beaten up later.
‘But Doctor Ye said we should chat with Brother Yu! Look, Brother Yu finally talked to me! Before this he ignored everyone!’
Well… that was true.
‘Brother Yu, Yuyuan’s right though. You really do look like a coal ball right now.’
That was the little honey badger Gu Xingdong speaking.
Always lawless and unruly, he spoke in his usual carefree tone.
Guangye shot another glare at him.
‘Jiang Yuyuan’s brain isn’t functioning properly. Why are you following along?’
Gu Xingdong waved a paw fearlessly.
‘Aiya, but you really do look like one. How about I take a picture for commemorative purposes?’
As he spoke, he actually prepared to operate his optical computer and take a photo.
‘You dare?!’
Guangye nearly exploded from anger.
And in that moment, he genuinely forgot all about the unbearable itching.
