You want me to play the Foehn wind? Are you kidding me?

the next day.

Fang Xing woke up from his sleep, shaking his still somewhat dazed head.

A slight stinging pain came from my thigh, and I realized that I was still in the game "National Fortune".

With focused attention, he immediately spotted Lu Feng not far ahead.

I sat cross-legged, with my back to him.

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment.

Then he looked down at the wounds on his body.

All the wounds on my body have scabbed over, and the spot on my thigh where I was bitten has grown new pink flesh. It still hurts, but it's no longer a problem.

He turned to look at Han Ya again.

He's still asleep, breathing steadily, and a thin scab has formed on the wound on his shoulder. He looks much better than yesterday.

Fang Xing looked at Lu Feng again.

He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but his throat was too dry to make a sound.

He licked his lips, his voice hoarse: "...Good morning."

Lu Feng did not answer, which did not surprise Fang Xing.

He turned to look at Han Ya and nudged her shoulder.

"Wake up."

When Han Ya woke up, her reaction was similar to Fang Xing's.

She was stunned at first, then looked at the wound, then at Lu Feng, and then fell silent.

The two sat on the ground, looking at each other, then at Lu Feng, without saying a word.

The dark red plain was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.

After a long while, Fang Xing finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and took a few steps toward Lu Feng with a forced smile.

He stopped about five steps away from him, head bowed, his voice carrying a respect that even he himself found awkward.

"Your Majesty, you...didn't sleep last night?"

Lu Feng's lips twitched.

"It's so awkward... but I can't speak..."

Lu Feng moved his head and glanced at him slightly.

Seeing this, Fang Xing turned around and walked back to Han Ya's side. The two looked at each other and silently began to pack up, eating two pieces of dry food and drinking a few sips of water.

The movements were very gentle, and they tried to make as little noise as possible.

Han Ya swallowed a mouthful of dry food and lowered her voice.

"How much longer?"

Fang Xing glanced at his task panel, quickly scanned it, and kept his voice very low.

"57 hours, 57 hours left."

"57 hours..."

"That means we only need to hold on for another 57 hours before we can go home."

Han Ya's eyes lit up briefly after she finished speaking, then dimmed again.

"It's a pity I can't stay in one place forever..."

Lu Feng's ears twitched.

Although Fang Xing and Han Ya spoke in very low voices, every word they said clearly reached his ears.

57 hours.

He sat there, silent for a few seconds.

He mentally disassembled and reassembled the sentence, then disassembled it again.

Is that all the main quest is? Survive? Just stay alive?

Are you kidding me?!

"system?"

What the hell?

"This is the main quest?"

[yes]

"..."

"I'm wasting so much time on this trivial matter..."

Lu Feng stood up.

He didn't turn around, didn't say a word, took a step, and soared into the sky, disappearing into the air in an instant.

Fang Xing and Han Ya both froze.

They watched the direction Lu Feng left in, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a point of light, and then even the point of light disappeared.

Fang Xing still had half a piece of compressed dry food in his mouth, and he was stunned for several seconds before swallowing it.

"...He's gone?"

The dry rations in Han Ya's hand fell to the ground.

"Did he hear us?"

Fang Xing suddenly turned his head to look at Han Ya.

Were we speaking very loudly just now?

"We spoke in hushed tones, barely louder than a mosquito's buzz."

"Then he..."

The two looked at each other and fell silent.

Fang Xing looked down at the wound on his thigh, then at the scars on Han Ya's shoulder that were beginning to heal, and suddenly understood something.

His purpose in coming, the reason he stayed, and the timing of his departure.

Every step was perfectly timed.

Fang Xing looked in the direction where the white light disappeared and said in a low voice.

"It seems like he's... waiting for us to get better."

Fang Xing remembered what he had said yesterday.

"We just need to recover from our injuries before we can leave."

……

In the live stream room of the Dragon Kingdom on Blue Star, the chat paused for a brief second the moment Lu Feng soared into the sky.

"He's gone? Why did he suddenly leave?"

"He sat up all night waiting for them to wake up, and now he's left without saying a word?"

"Um, can anyone guess?"

Bingbing was also a little confused and subconsciously looked at the smartest person in the room.

Old Li.

Old Li remained leaning back in his chair, his hands still crossed in front of his lower abdomen, his expression still as calm as a stagnant pool.

"I guess..."

He paused after uttering the name "Old Li".

"He could tell that Fang Xing and Han Ya were no longer in a condition where he needed to protect them. Their wounds were healing, they had enough dry food, and as long as they didn't deliberately wander off, they could survive on their own for the remaining 57 hours."

So he left.

After Mr. Li finished speaking, there was a brief silence in the comments section, and then someone typed a message.

"So he stayed not because he needed them, but because he felt they needed him?"

"He waited until they were healed, until they could walk on their own, and then he left."

"Then isn't he... protecting them?"

"He...he's such a nice person."

After that comment appeared in the chat, the live stream fell silent for a moment.

"Where is he now?"

"I don't know. But he didn't hesitate when he left. He must have had a goal."

"Could it be that he went to find Bu Liren? He didn't kill enough yesterday."

"Maybe. Or maybe they're looking for something else."

……

And what is Lu Feng doing now?

He's wandering around aimlessly now, and he doesn't know how else to increase his role-playing level besides killing different creatures.

Suddenly, Lu Feng had a flash of inspiration. He remembered that he had encountered two fox-people from the Immortal Boat yesterday.

So... shouldn't fox people be considered a new kind of creature?

Lu Feng thought for a moment.

Should we kill them or not?

Although he was still thinking, Lu Feng was already flying towards the place where the two fox-people had fainted.

Lu Feng was still hesitating about whether to kill or not.

The two fox-people were injured and unconscious, completely unable to resist. If he went over now and they were still unconscious, it would be a simple matter of raising his hand.

The light gray one and the off-white one were both furry, pointed, and drooping, with dried bloodstains at the ends.

He almost couldn't resist when he saw it yesterday, and now that the image is flashing in his mind, his fingers are starting to move again.

Just thinking about how it would feel to touch it...

"System... I'm having trouble bringing myself to do it... Do you think my role-playing points will increase if I kill them?"

[Host, you can kill me if you want. Why are you asking me?]

"I was just asking; I didn't expect you to answer me."

[(ノಠBenefitಠ)ノ彡┻━┻]

[I'm so incredibly unlucky to have been chosen!]