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Thinking of this made her feel a bit anxious. Fu Qinqin's eyes were red from staying up all night without food, especially sitting next to Lu Fei Fan.
Da Biao handed her a cup of hot cocoa milk tea.
"Here, drink this," Da Biao said as he sat down beside her.
Distracted, Fu Qinqin took the cup, feeling the warmth seep into her heart, but it did nothing to alleviate her heavy worries.
"If he continues like this, I'll help you take him back," Da Biao said, gazing into the fire.
Fu Qinqin took another sip of the cocoa milk tea and turned to look at the Fellow under the blanket.
"To be honest," Da Biao suddenly lifted his head to look at the flames, "the first time I met this Fellow, he gave me a different kind of feeling." He smiled.
"When I first saw him, I didn't like him," Fu Qinqin replied, holding the warm cup.
"Why not?" Da Biao asked, puzzled as he turned to look at her.
Fu Qinqin tilted her head in thought before finally expressing her annoyance. "He just gives off an irritating vibe."
"But aren't you two better now?" Da Biao chuckled.
"Even more irritating," Fu Qinqin said, sounding frustrated. She turned back to glance at the still motionless blanket, unsure if she felt sad or uncomfortable. She took a few more sips of cocoa before handing it back to Da Biao and called out to Jiu Ye, "Brother Jiu, give me your alcohol."
Jiu Ye looked at Da Biao, who shrugged. Jiu Ye then unbuckled his metal military flask and tossed it to her. Fu Qinqin opened it and took a big swig. The strong liquor burned her throat and made her cough.
She then passed it to Da Biao, who took a sip before handing it over to Cai Bi, who was shivering under the blanket. Cai Bi took a drink and then passed it to Jia Jia.
As the circle of people each took a sip, when the wine jug returned to Jiu Ye's hands, he shook it slightly and couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain; there was barely a drop left.
"If I had known, I would have brought more," Jiu Ye said as he tilted his head back to finish the last of the wine. Wiping his mouth, he glanced at Lu Fei Fan beneath the blanket and sighed, feeling somewhat lost.
After a while, the horse team seemed to have reached a decision with Da Fu and Jiang Yu.
"We'll take him back," the horse team announced.
"What about him?" Jia Jia asked.
"I'll take him home," Da Biao volunteered.
"I'll go too," Fu Qinqin said, her gaze fixed on the fire, seemingly distracted.
The horse team looked at the two of them. Jiu Ye appeared to want to raise his hand to volunteer as well, but was pressed down by Da Fu Ge. He sat down and explained, "It's enough for those two to take him back. We still need to continue with our mission. Don't forget... this Fellow's father needs a large sum of money to buy the Jinwu Holy Blood Pill!"
The group fell into silence as they recalled this matter.
"There's something that needs to be said," the horse team suddenly stated. "Those who are alive must continue living for others."
"He's not dead yet," Fu Qinqin retorted sharply, correcting him with displeasure.
"Qin Qin, you know that's not what the captain meant," Da Biao interjected gently.
Qin Qin fell silent.
The horse team wasn't angry; instead, he patted her shoulder in comfort. "When you take him back, make sure to take him straight to Jiang Wannian!"
Fu Qinqin suddenly felt a glimmer of hope. Yes, Jiang Wannian was the strongest in Jiangnan District. With his experience and insight, he would surely find a way to save him. Perhaps he could even help Lu Fei Fan.
"Once it gets light, we’ll move out," the cavalry leader said, observing the return of the normal chirping of insects in the forest. Nighttime was indeed not suitable for marching.
As night fell into silence, the weary travelers who had been on the road for several nights finally succumbed to rest. The cavalry allowed everyone a brief respite. Fu Qinqin, having endured for three nights, could no longer hold on and fell asleep by the campfire, hugging his knees. Everyone else, too fatigued, drifted into slumber.
The cavalry made rounds in the camp, covering Adi and Cai Bi with blankets where they were exposed. Then they sat down to maintain Lu Fei Fan's firearms.
With the morning mist rising, moisture had likely accumulated inside the weapons. It was essential to dry out the bullets and chamber as much as possible, along with Zhan Dao.
He first took out Lu Fei Fan's large and extravagant Lie Hound, a large-caliber Specialized Energy Revolver. The bullets and cylinder were enough to make anyone's heart race. The cavalryman used a handkerchief to continuously remove bullets, wiping away the moisture until every trace was gone before reassembling it. Next, he picked up Lu Fei Fan's Sniper Rifle, You She, and began to disassemble it.
The familiar motions resembled those of an armaments expert; there was no hesitation or delay. It seemed so natural for him to clean and maintain these weapons. For a soldier, maintaining firearms was as essential as eating or sleeping.
The maintenance process for the Sniper Rifle involved not only drying out any moisture but also inspecting its structure, oiling it, and correcting its precision. Precision represented a weapon's lethality.
To his surprise, You She was undoubtedly crafted by a master gunsmith. He couldn't quite understand why this rifle, made from seemingly unremarkable metal materials, had limited range; however, its Data Analysis System for charging might be what Lu Fei Fan truly valued.
After finishing the maintenance, he wiped down Lu Fei Fan's Silver Sparrow Zhan Dao once more.
Finally, he cradled the knife on his knees and stared blankly at Lu Fei Fan, who lay motionless beneath the blanket. A gust of wind blew through, displacing the blanket and revealing Lu Fei Fan’s still form—his head had turned completely white, including his eyebrows. This sign of aging shocked Fu Qinqin!
“How could this happen…” he nearly exclaimed.
Before him lay Lu Fei Fan with an appearance that suggested rapid aging—a sight that would inevitably raise concerns among others. After much contemplation, he decided it was time to wake everyone early.
The crowd looked at Lu Fei Fan's pale face and couldn't help but gasp in shock. The one who felt the most heartache was probably Qin Qin.
"I overlooked it," the horseman said with some self-reproach. "You all need to take him back to Mr. Jiang as soon as possible. I hope he hasn't left the Free Federation for the Storm Sea yet!"
Everyone began to pack up. It was estimated that dawn was still two or three hours away, but no one had the mood to sleep.
However, unnoticed by anyone, beneath Lu Fei Fan's feet, countless roots were sticking to his soles, continuously converting Pulse Energy within him into his own energy. In the chaotic void surrounding him, nine suns blazed brightly, illuminating the entire expanse, while a myriad of stars flickered around him.
The members of the Special Operations Team did not notice that the two large trees above them were shedding their green leaves, turning into the browns and yellows of autumn, with yellow leaves falling one after another.
"Hey? Falling leaves?" Jiu Ye seemed to be the first to notice this issue.
"Isn't it normal for leaves to fall? Hurry up and clean up," Fu Qinqin urged as she hurriedly gathered things.
"That's not right," Jiu Ye said, grabbing a withered yellow leaf and handing it to her.
His words alerted Ma Dui, Jiang Yu, Da Fu Ge, and others, who all picked up the dry yellow leaves on the ground and looked up at the two towering trees that had turned into autumn foliage overnight.
"What’s going on?" Da Fu Ge was equally puzzled by this phenomenon.
"This is interesting," Jiang Yu said as he quickly took out a pen and notebook, starting to sketch furiously.
At that moment, Lu Fei Fan's body, which had been still for a long time, suddenly creaked, producing a sound like stones cracking.
"Did you... hear something?" Cai Bi suddenly looked at everyone and asked.
Everyone turned to look at him. Cai Bi pointed at the unmoving Lu Fei Fan and explained, "It's not me; it's him."
All eyes were on Lu Fei Fan as a sound like cracking stone echoed through the air. Everyone stared in disbelief at Lu Fei Fan, who had slightly shifted his shoulders, shaking off what seemed like countless specks of dust from his body.
“What…?” Someone began to doubt their own eyes, and Jiu Ye rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
Crack, crack—
The sound of tearing stone continued, and Lu Fei Fan began to twist and turn. What astonished everyone was that he was shedding fine dust, or perhaps large flakes of skin were falling away from his body.
Even the white strands of his hair and the white dust from his eyebrows were falling off, revealing a completely transformed figure.
When the noise finally ceased, a thick layer of discarded material had piled up beneath Lu Fei Fan's feet.
“What happened?” Lu Fei Fan asked in a voice that sounded as normal as ever.
“Brother, your… pants,” Da Biao pointed at Lu Fei Fan's body.
Lu Fei Fan looked down and realized that he was completely naked, without any clothes. Fu Qinqin blushed and quickly turned away, while Cai Bi hurriedly covered Adi's eyes with her hand.
“Don’t look! Tsk tsk tsk, it’s too much for the eyes!” Fellow warned Adi not to look but couldn’t help himself as he stared intently from every angle like a pervert.
Jiang Yu examined him as if he were a perfect work of art, stroking his chin while holding a pencil. He nodded in appreciation and said, “That rear is round and full; it would make for a perfect sketch!”
Then he began to hurriedly sketch in his notebook… Only he could do something so lewd with such a serious demeanor, appearing dignified while indulging in such behavior.
“Hehe.” Jiu Ye tossed a blanket to him and walked over to pat Lu Fei Fan on the back. “Hehe, we all thought you… hehe, it’s good that you’re alive, just good to be alive.”
“Huh?” Lu Fei Fan looked at everyone in confusion, noticing they seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
Qin Qin walked over and found a set of clothes from Lu Fei Fan's extra belongings. With her head down and cheeks flushed, she handed them to the wrapped-up Lu Fei Fan, urging, "Hurry up and put these on!"
With that, she turned and left.
Da Biao and Jiu Ye, along with Jia Jia, made strange teasing sounds, but each was silenced by a glare from the woman.
Once Lu Fei Fan had finished dressing, he finally reacted and asked Da Biao, "How long... have I been pretending to be asleep?" He initially thought of saying he was in a coma but felt that saying he was asleep sounded less frightening.
"Three nights, my brother! Not eating or drinking, not moving at all—staying in one position like that is impressive!" Da Biao patted him on the back and gave him a thumbs-up.
Jiu Ye and Jia Jia also raised their thumbs in admiration.
"Seriously, what happened to you?" Da Biao looked around at the others. "Everyone has been really worried about you."
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