The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

"How did you get here? What am I doing here?"

Margaret's gaze shifted between Chu Yu and herself as she examined her clothes.

They weren't changing into hospital gowns; they were still wearing the same clothes as before, suggesting they had only recently arrived.

"I came after receiving the notification. You were only brought here a short while ago, maybe... forty minutes?"

He walked to Margaret's bedside, handed her a towel, and gestured for her to wipe the sweat from her forehead herself.

"I noticed you seemed to have a nightmare earlier, you were sweating a lot, what kind of dream was it?"

For a moment, fragmented scenes from my dream flashed before my eyes, then vanished with astonishing speed.

Margaret couldn't recall where she had read that if you don't consciously try to remember something, you'll automatically forget 95 percent of what you dream about within five minutes of waking up.

She was interrupted by Chu Yu while she was reminiscing, so it's a bit difficult for her to recall the events now.

After some thought, she ultimately decided to give up after pondering for a long time.

"It's nothing. I'm sober now anyway, so I'll just forget about it."

It's a bit of a regret, but I didn't force myself to think about it.

Sometimes it's better to forget than to remember.

Margaret covered her cheeks with a warm towel, enjoying the feeling of being enveloped in heat.

She put down the towel, turned to look at Chu Yu, and gave a somewhat dazed smile.

Under Chu Yu's somewhat confused gaze, Margaret gently shook her head.

she says:

"However, it seems like I had a very, very long dream."

A dream that seems to carry both regret and redemption.

"However, it doesn't seem to be a nightmare."

In her dream, she seemed to have redeemed others and been redeemed by others.

Just remembering these things is enough.

"Is that so? That's good too."

Shifting his gaze from Margaret's gentle smile, Chu Yu sat down on the stool beside the bed, which belonged to the caregiver, and said earnestly:

"Actually, you don't need to rush, we will all wait for you."

"No matter how long it takes, we will wait for you."

For Chu Yu, Margaret was the captain, but she was more than just the captain.

More than anything, they were a family member who redeemed her.

Time doesn't matter; what matters is being together.

Chu Yu felt deeply saddened to hear that Margaret had fallen into a coma again after receiving some treatment to restore her bloodline.

It's okay this time, no problem, but what about next time?

Humanity is still working hard on the study of bloodlines, as there are still too many uncertainties.

No one can guarantee what the results of the next experiment will be.

It could be a miracle, or it could be death.

Chu Yu made up his mind that even if it came at a price, he would make sure Margaret recovered.

But at that very moment, she stopped in her tracks, ready to make her move.

Her brows furrowed, and she looked up in disbelief.

How could this be!?

Startled by Chu Yu's sudden movement, Margaret assumed she was angry because of her silence and quickly said:

"Yes, don't worry, I'm fine..."

Ok?

Halfway through her sentence, Margaret also realized that something was amiss.

It didn't come from Chu Yu, but from herself!

She stared blankly at her palm, and under her subconscious prompting, her slender fingers began to become powerful and sharp.

boom.

A faint light shone from my fingertips.

Firelight!

"This is……"

……

……

Ning Feng's steady breathing changed, and his body trembled involuntarily before returning to calm.

He woke up too.

However, unlike Margaret, who almost fell into a dream forever, Ning Feng woke up quickly.

This is not only because he can clearly distinguish between dreams and reality, but also because of his current posture.

Once again, he rested his head on Shirin's soft thighs.

And this time, it's soft skin without the black covering.

The warm touch and faint fragrance made him feel almost like he was in heaven.

If such a thing really exists.

Xilin sensed Ning Feng's awakening with perfect clarity, and before he even opened his eyes, she swiftly put away the book in her hand.

She rubbed her legs together somewhat awkwardly, then tapped Ning Feng's nose.

Good evening, Mr. Sleeping Beauty.

She hoped that this action would attract Ning Feng's attention and prevent him from noticing the small movement on her legs.

She miscalculated.

Because Ning Feng was lying on her lap, he felt those two movements very clearly.

However, it wasn't a complete miscalculation, because Ning Feng hadn't really thought much about it.

"Good evening, are you the princess who awakened me? You didn't do anything strange to me, did you?"

I didn't!

Her eyelids twitched, but Xilin suppressed her expression and gently pinched Ning Feng's nose tip with two fingers.

"...It's done, just like this."

Ning Feng, whose nose was being pinched, merely glanced at the clothes on the ground with a look that made Xi Lin's face gradually turn red...

Why are there so many again?

That's really strange.

But as a proper gentleman, Ning Feng did not have the bad habit of making ladies feel awkward.

He didn't dwell on that point, nor did he try to break free; instead, he directly changed the subject:

"Hmm, where's Margaret?"

His voice sounded muffled because his nose was being pinched, which made Shirin chuckle.

"Pfft, cough cough... As for her, we already sent her out as you suggested. Medical staff will take care of her."

"Okay, that's good. She should be awake by now."

However, due to Ning Feng's intervention, her bloodline absorption process was interrupted, and she can now only barely recover to the second-tier level.

That's enough. It's enough to stop her from being afraid of recovery and to prevent her from doing anything reckless.

only……

"I wonder how many of her dreams she can still remember."

If Margaret remembers everything, Ning Feng will find a way to make her forget, because that's not something she should have to endure.

But if she forgets everything, he will also feel some regret.

Although, it's only a little.

Why are you frowning? What are you thinking about?

Enjoying her gentle massage, Ning Feng slowly closed his eyes.

"It's nothing, I just thought of some trivial things."

Yes, it would actually be a good thing for Margaret if she forgot.

Don't let worries distract you from the people who are with you now.

Xilin ran her fingertips across Ning Feng's brows, smoothing out the furrowed brow. She quite liked the feeling.

She noticed that Ning Feng was much more docile than usual at this moment, like an animal being stroked, with his "aggressiveness" decreasing.

Snapped.

Just as her fingertips touched Ning Feng's brow, they were gently pushed away by a force.

It wasn't painful; it felt like I'd been touched by static electricity.

Ok?

Wanting to investigate further, Ning Feng opened his eyes and reached out to grab Xilin's fingers.

Gently holding her hand, Ning Feng brought Xilin's hand to his lips and gave it a light kiss.

"Shireen, I have to go."

"……Um."