The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 797: Jin Shen...

Every second feels like a century.

Bai Wanwan felt that her nerves had been stretched to the limit and were on the verge of breaking.

at this time,

Inside the life support pod, Fu Jinshen's furrowed brows suddenly relaxed very slightly.

Meanwhile, on the main screen, the curves representing core life and consciousness activities, after a brief period of violent fluctuations, suddenly began to rise steadily in a calm and powerful manner, eventually stabilizing in a healthy and active range!

All the piercing alarms stopped abruptly, and the hum of the instruments turned into a smooth, low murmur.

"Host, it's a success." Peanut's voice came clearly, filled with a relieved affirmation. "Consciousness anchoring complete, traction return successful. Vital signs fully recovered and stabilized."

"Success...?" Bai Wanwan murmured, repeating the three words as if she couldn't understand their meaning for a moment.

Immediately, the string that had been stretched to its limit suddenly relaxed.

Overwhelmed by exhaustion, lingering fear, and ecstasy, everything went black before her eyes, and the last bit of strength that had sustained her vanished in an instant.

Her body went limp, and amidst the cries of alarm from the chieftain and Xin Feng, her consciousness briefly went dark, and she fainted.

In her blur, she seemed to feel herself being caught firmly by countless strong arms, and anxious calls grew closer from afar...

From the direction of the life support pod, a warm light seemed to finally pierce through the long-standing cold and silence.

Bai Wanwan was plunged into a chaotic darkness, where time lost its meaning.

After an unknown amount of time, a touch of warmth pierced through her heavy eyelids, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

She unconsciously frowned, her long eyelashes trembling a few times as she tried to block the annoying light, instinctively raising her hand to shield her eyes.

Just as her fingertips twitched and she was about to raise her arm, the warm, somewhat dazzling halo was suddenly replaced by a tender shadow.

Her eyelashes fluttered a few more times before she slowly and laboriously opened her eyes completely.

The vision was initially somewhat blurry, revealing only a soft outline of light and shadow.

She blinked, letting the moisture dissipate, and the world gradually became clear.

A handsome face, so familiar and deeply etched in her heart, hung above her, so close.

It's Fu Jinshen!

No longer a pale, silent sculpture in a life support pod, no longer a fleeting, illusory image deep within consciousness.

It was Fu Jinshen, real and tangible, breathing warmly and full of life.

The sunlight streaming through the window was mostly blocked by his broad shoulders, creating a fuzzy golden edge around him. His deep eyes were lowered, gazing at her with eyes brimming with almost overflowing doting affection, the preciousness of something lost and found again, and an intense, unyielding love.

"Awake?" His voice was slightly lower and hoarse than she remembered, yet unusually gentle, with a barely perceptible tremor as it brushed against her eardrum.

Bai Wanwan's eyes widened suddenly, her pupils contracting and dilating in an instant, as if unable to process the overwhelmingly beautiful information before her. Was she still dreaming? Or was she hallucinating?
But then, the raw emotion in his eyes, so real it sent shivers down her spine, and the undeniable warmth of his palm against her cheek, struck her like a thunderbolt, shattering her last shred of uncertainty.

it is true!
He is awake!
came back!
Right in front of her, within reach!

Overwhelming emotions instantly broke down all defenses. Her beautiful eyes filled with tears at an alarming speed, and the glistening water quickly gathered and surged out of her eyes, sliding down her slightly flushed cheeks.

"Ugh..." The suppressed sob finally broke through her throat. She suddenly sprang up from the bed. Instead of gently approaching him, she used all her strength to throw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and burying her face deep in his firm, warm shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, the grievances and lingering fears that had tormented him for so long, caused by fear, worry, and longing, transformed into a chaotic barrage of punches. The fists landed on his broad shoulders and back, not with great force, but with a full sense of accusation and the helplessness of regaining what was lost.

"You scared me to death! You really scared me to death! Fu Jinshen, you bastard! How dare you... how dare you scare me like that!"

Her voice was muffled in his arms, filled with heavy sobs and trembling. The terrible thoughts of losing him that she had had the night before surged up again, still making her feel lingering fear and cold all over.

She could only hold him tighter, feeling his real heartbeat and body temperature, to be sure that this was not a dream.

Fu Jinshen was knocked back slightly by her bump, but he quickly regained his balance and let her vent her emotions. His usually calm and composed eyes were now slightly red.

He tightened his arms around her, using a force that seemed to want to meld her into his very bones, completely embracing her petite, trembling body. He gently rested his chin on the top of her soft hair, feeling her scalding tears and her rapid heartbeat.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault..." His deep voice rang out from her hair, filled with deep regret and utmost care. "I scared my Wanwan. I shouldn't have made Wanwan afraid... So, I'll be punished by spending my whole life slowly atoning for my sins, cherishing you, loving you, and protecting you, so that you'll never experience such fear again, okay?"

His words were like the most solemn vow, each one striking her heart.

Bai Wanwan's crying gradually stopped. She lifted her head slightly from his embrace and looked at him through teary eyes.

He was also looking down at her, and the morning sunlight finally bypassed him, falling in strands on her tear-stained face, reflecting a scattering of light.

His eyes held a gentle smile, a smile that held a profound love born from the trials of life and death, like a tranquil deep sea that completely enveloped and reflected her small figure, leaving nothing else behind.

Looking at him like this, feeling the reality of his embrace and the firmness of his words, Bai Wanwan's last trace of unease and gloom was finally dispelled.

She stopped speaking, but suddenly raised her arms and hugged his neck again. Her lips, still wet with tears, pressed against his warm, thin lips with a hint of urgency.

The salty taste of tears, mixed with the sweetness of sunshine, melted away all their fear and deep love in the silent, lingering embrace of their lips.

Fu Jinshen initially treated it with great care, as if touching a priceless treasure that had been lost and found again.

But Wanwan's initiative and complete surrender quickly ignited the emotions he had suppressed for too long.

His kiss deepened, yet he always restrained his strength, lingering on her lips and tracing her contours, as if trying to memorize everything about her in this way.

Bai Wanwan looked up in response, her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingertips unconsciously running through his thick black hair.

She was unusually proactive, eager to love him.

Her slender fingertips parted his clothes and slipped inside. As their breaths mingled, she whispered his name: "Jinshen..."

(End of this chapter)