Tomb raiders: You stole my little Qilin?

The wooden sign exploded in the air, like a flock of startled birds, scattering across the sky and the ground, their trajectories chaotic and intertwined.

Hei Xiazi's usual carefree and playful attitude vanished in that instant.

He was like a drawn sword, cold and sharp, with a chilling sense of oppression that sent shivers down one's spine.

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze behind his sunglasses rapidly scanning the flying wooden signs, and when he caught a particular moment, he suddenly flicked his wrist.

The dart soared through the air, its trajectory too fast to be seen.

Wu Wei followed the silver light and saw that the dart had already struck a wooden sign.

The wooden sign was spun halfway through the air by the dart before it was nailed to the courtyard wall with a snap.

"Pull it off and take a look," Black Bear said.

He had reverted to his usual nonchalant demeanor, a smirk playing on his lips, his tone casual.

Wu Wei walked to the wall and pulled out the dart.

Turning the wooden sign over revealed a deep scratch.

"Blackie, you're so cool!!" Wu Wei blurted out, his voice filled with undisguised shock and admiration.

Hei Xiazi curled his lips into a smile.

His angular face wore a casual, effortless smile.

Hei Xiazi's training methods are very different from Zhang Qiling's.

He did not restrict Wu Wei's actions, but only allowed him to use all his strength to attack him.

Of course, he also retaliated without mercy, hitting Zhang Qiling in much more pain.

The two of them were covered in sweat from the fight, and they still had to collect wooden plaques all over the yard.

Of the thirty-odd wooden signs, most fell to the ground, a few hung on the branches of the pomegranate tree, and two somehow ended up on the roof.

Wu Wei reached for the two clotheslines on the roof with his clothesline pole, while Hei Xiazi directed him from below.

"To the left, a little more to the left, no, it's on your right."

"You're blind! Do you even know left from right?"

"Why would a blind person distinguish between left and right?"

Wu Wei was speechless, choked by his self-righteous tone, and finally managed to pry the two cards down himself.

The two squatted in the yard and picked up the wooden signs one by one. They looked up and looked at each other. There was a leaf stuck in Hei Xiazi's hair, and a big patch of ash on Wu Wei's face.

"Hahahaha." They suddenly couldn't help but laugh at each other.

After lunch, Black Bear went out for a stroll, and the yard became quiet.

Wu Wei returned to his room, turned on his laptop, and updated the novel chapters that 999 had finished processing on the website.

The subscription data in the backend looked good as always. He glanced at it briefly and then closed the page.

Leaning back in my chair, my thoughts drifted from the novel to other things.

"99." He called out in his mind.

999 replied lazily, but quickly: "Yes."

Can a one-time Peak Healing Card cure a black bear's eye?

999 was clear: "Yes, it's possible. However, you will lose your night vision after the treatment."

Wu Wei tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table, deep in thought.

Zhang Qiling's innate talent was a side effect of his own bloodline, belonging to internal depletion;

The blind man's eyes were the result of external forces; once those external forces were removed, the associated abilities naturally disappeared.

"Is there any way to cure his eyes while preserving their unique characteristics?"

999 didn't answer the question directly, and her tone became serious:

"Host, you have three lottery draws left. Would you like to participate?"

Wu Wei raised an eyebrow, sensing that something was amiss.

999 rarely urges him to participate in the lottery. Lately, he's even been too lazy to give task hints, so this sudden enthusiasm for promoting the lottery is unusual.

He calmly replied, "I don't want to participate in the lottery right now; I just want to know how to cure black blindness."

"This system adheres to the principles of fairness and impartiality in the lottery, so please feel free to participate."

999 was pronounced in a mechanical voice with clear pronunciation, but the speaking speed was a bit fast, as if urging someone.

Wu Wei lowered his head, a faint smile curving his lips.

"lottery."

"Ding! Reward successfully drawn. 2 draw attempts remaining."

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained—Ghost Eye Lotus."

Wu Wei was slightly taken aback: "Ghost Eye Lotus?"

999's conscientious explanation: "A plant that grows under extremely harsh conditions. It can remove the negative effects of black light on a blind person's eyes while preserving their night vision."

999 then offered a perfunctory congratulation: "Host, you're so lucky! You got what you wanted on your first try."

Wu Wei smiled and continued, following its lead: "Then thank you to our fair and just 999."

999 smugly replied: "The system's mission is to be fair and just. No need to thank me."

Wu Wei mentally gave it a thumbs up, and tacitly changed the subject:

"By the way, how's the ginseng I planted in the Alps coming along?"

That was a semi-finished product he had extracted during his youth, which needed to complete its final growth stage on the snow-capped mountain.

It cannot grant immortality, but it can extend the lifespan of normal people to the maximum extent possible.

He originally wanted to plant it on Mount Everest in China, but the altitude was too high and it was difficult to climb.

Secondly, Mount Everest is too famous, and if it's planted halfway up the mountain, it might be stolen by some mountaineering team.

In the end, I chose the Alps, which was the reason I went to Switzerland last time.

999 checked: "It will be ripe in about half a month."

Wu Wei had a plan in mind. He would fly to Switzerland in a few days and bring back the longevity ginseng.

His father and third uncle are not young either, so it's better to be prepared.

He had no ambition to grant immortality, but he always wanted those he cared about to live longer.

"Should we give the Ghost Lotus to Black Bear now?" 999 asked.

Wu Wei shook his head: "No rush."

He certainly wanted to cure the blind man's eyes immediately, but reason told him that now was not the best time.

They hadn't spent much time together, but because of the time travel, Wu Wei naturally trusted and liked them.

However, this does not negate the fact that, apart from Wu Xie in the early stages, everyone else was very wary.

People who have experienced too much will not easily trust anyone.

It's too suspicious for him to bring out the Ghost Lotus now. He needs a suitable moment, an opportunity that will make things seem logical.

999 understood and helped him put away the Ghost Lotus, temporarily refraining from issuing it.

"The host remains as cautious as ever."

"...If you want to say I'm paranoid, just say so."

"laugh."

There was a noise outside the door; Black Bear had returned.

Wu Wei closed his laptop, pushed open the door, and saw Hei Xiazi standing in the yard carrying several plastic bags.

She grinned, revealing a bright white smile, and waved the bag in her hand at him: "We're having braised pork for dinner."

Wu Wei walked over and took the plastic bag: "Why are you so happy?"

"There was a shopkeeper in Panjiayuan who didn't know his stuff and sold the antique as a fake," Hei Xiazi said, showing off the jade thumb ring on his hand.

"I'm talking nonsense. Next time, stew some ribs. I feel like you've made my whole body ache from hitting me."

"What are you saying? What are you saying? This is teaching..."