Chapter 93
Even now that the spiritual energy has revived, the bearded man didn’t say it would definitely cure him; he only suggested that the reviver should give it a try.
“So, someone really cares about me, worries about me, strives to extend my life, and keeps me… in their heart?”
Chen Huai'an murmured to himself, a flicker of fire igniting in his dim eyes.
“Even if it’s just my companion spirit!”
The bearded man had said: companion spirits are born with their masters and die with them.
The companion spirit wants him to live; the companion spirit wants to save him.
So the companion spirit is using the electronic girlfriend game, speaking through Li Qingran to tell him.
Chen Huai'an, live on.
Don’t give up!
【Okay!】
The voice that echoed in the void made Li Qingran lift her gaze.
Their eyes crossed over two entirely different worlds.
Chen Huai'an pressed the communication talisman, taking a deep breath:
【I will not die; I will live!】
He, Chen Huai'an, must survive.
“Damn it, Heaven! You’ve made me suffer so much, and now you want me dead?”
“I refuse to die!!!”
Baji watched Chen Huai'an shout at the ceiling, trembling in fear, thinking:
You’re so impressive, but if you live, I have to die…
It shook its head.
【Crazy, the boss is going crazy!】
【Memory awakening can lead to this kind of unstable state; it seems the boss is close to a complete awakening…】
【I need to run! I must run!】
Chen Huai'an took a breath. Earlier, he felt indifferent about everything—spending money, being attacked by wolf demons, facing the black-furred rat—it all seemed trivial because he thought he wouldn’t live long anyway; when he died didn’t matter.
Because it didn’t matter.
So he dared to take big risks.
But now, to survive, he was willing to take big risks again.
Killing demons, making money, contacting the best hospitals.
Isn’t there a miraculous injection that costs 1.5 million per shot?
One shot isn’t enough? Then ten shots!
If ten shots aren’t enough, then a hundred!
If those don’t work, he still has the Spring Needle and the Meridian Opening Needle.
As long as he has money, he can keep upgrading; there will always be a day when he can heal himself.
Chen Huai'an stood up, feeling a surge of hot blood coursing through him.
He was bold and spirited as he put on his clothes and opened the door.
At the doorway stood a petite figure.
The sudden opening of the door startled her; she gasped and stumbled back a few steps, ultimately losing her balance and falling on her backside.
Chen Huai'an recognized the girl who had fallen to the ground at a glance, raising an eyebrow:
“Three zeros?”
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Chapter 99: Treat Her Well (Tunbao's Guardian, Wu Huohua +1)
“I’m here to monitor you.”
Lin Lingling took a sip of her drink, her tone assertive, her expression calm, though her voice trembled slightly.
The sofa was three meters long.
Baji sat on the far left, Lin Lingling on the far right, as if separated by the Chu River and Han Border.
Chen Huai'an watched this scene, his lips twitching: “Three zeros, are you afraid of cats?”
Lin Lingling glanced at Baji, swallowed hard: “Yes.”
“Shouldn’t girls like little cats and dogs?” Chen Huai'an was quite surprised.
He reached out and rubbed Baji’s head a couple of times. Baji wasn’t ugly; he thought girls would like it, and judging by Baji’s trembling, it was clearly scared of this unfamiliar girl.
Ha, isn’t this a kind of mutual attraction?
Lin Lingling lowered her head, too shy to speak.
She wasn’t afraid of cats, but only if they were pure cats!
The bearded man had already told her on the way here. If only considering the power of the talismans, Chen Huai'an could be classified as at least a C-rank reviver, but given the harsh costs of obtaining the talismans, he was ultimately classified as an A-rank master.
For someone at her white rank, an A-rank master was definitely a big shot!
And in the eyes of a big shot, was that cat demon just a little kitty?
No wonder he’s a big shot; even his pets are extraordinary.
Chen Huai'an sat between Baji and Lin Lingling.
As soon as he separated them with his presence, he could clearly feel both sides relax; the previously tense atmosphere seemed to lighten considerably.
“You say you’re here to monitor me?”
“Yes.” Lin Lingling replied straightforwardly, “Actually, monitoring is secondary. You are very important to the Demon-Slaying Division, and since you possess powerful talismans, considering potential safety hazards, we need a formal member of the division to keep an eye on you… Of course, the main purpose is to provide you with various conveniences. If you have any needs related to the Demon-Slaying Division, just let me know, and I’ll help you.”
“What if I don’t cooperate with your monitoring?” Chen Huai'an narrowed his eyes.
Lin Lingling turned to look at him, her short legs folding as she sat cross-legged.
Then she turned her body to kneel, placing her palms on her forehead, took a deep breath, and suddenly bowed deeply…
She directly kowtowed to Chen Huai'an!
“Please, let me monitor you.”
Chen Huai'an: “…”
He fell silent for a moment, then, almost on a whim, asked, “Do you get paid for monitoring me?”
“Yes.”
“How much?”
“A thousand a day.”
“Let’s split it fifty-fifty.”
“Okay.”
Chen Huai'an extended his right hand, flashing a friendly smile: “Welcome to monitor me.”
Lin Lingling shook his fingers up and down, seriously saying, “I look forward to your guidance!”
Baji: “…”
“By the way, if you’re going to monitor me, I need to live closer to you… but all the apartments next to yours are already occupied.” Lin Lingling blushed slightly and said in a low voice, “From now on, you’ll be my brother, and I’ll be your little sister; that’ll be our public identity. Since I’m still in school, if we have a chance to go on missions together, it’ll help conceal our identities as revivers.”
“Sure.” Chen Huai'an pointed to the master bedroom: “You can stay there; it has a private bathroom. Don’t come out to use the toilet; I like to sleep naked.”
Lin Lingling: “…”
“By the way, can I hear you call me ‘oniichan’?”
Lin Lingling: “???”
Her face stiffened, her mouth twitched a couple of times, and after hesitating for a long time, under the pressure of the big shot’s aura, she finally managed to squeeze out an ‘O’, but before Chen Huai'an could hear the last two words, she had already dragged her suitcase into the master bedroom and slammed the door shut with a ‘bang’.
Baji was dumbfounded.
The big shot actually let this human cub, who knew its identity, move in?
Doesn’t that mean it would be at risk of exposure before the big shot’s memory even fully revived?
At that moment, it felt a suffocating sensation, like a python coiling around it.
Chen Huai'an looked at the closed door, stroking his chin in thought.
Although he didn’t like being monitored, one must consider both sides.
With this Three Zeros here, it was just right for him to probe into the details of the Demon-Slaying Division’s missions.
He could have asked the bearded man, but he was part of the leadership; some things he might not disclose.
But someone like Three Zeros, a small member, would be easier to handle.
The Demon-Slaying Division was observing him, and wasn’t he also observing the Demon-Slaying Division?
After all, it was a place to make money; he needed to understand it thoroughly.
“Hey, Three Zeros!” he knocked on the master bedroom door.
The door crack immediately opened, revealing an eye peering out.
“After dinner, I want to take on a demon-slaying mission to make some money. Can you help me?”
A hint of surprise flickered in Lin Lingling’s eyes.
The bearded man hoped Chen Huai'an would take the initiative to accept missions; after all, that would allow for frequent contact with the Demon-Slaying Division and help resolve some accumulated tasks, curbing the rampant demon activity in Tianfu District. She had originally thought persuading Chen Huai'an to take on missions would be difficult, but unexpectedly, he proactively made such a request.
That made sense; those who just learned they were revivers usually want to test their abilities, right?
However, after witnessing the terror of demons, that initial enthusiasm often turns into fear.
“No problem, the new missions refresh at nine tonight. We can check it out then; the intel on new missions is always fresh.”
“How so? Is the intel from your Demon-Slaying Division often stale?” A hint of suspicion appeared in Chen Huai'an’s eyes.
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