Chapter 125
Chapter 125 A Candidate for Drug Detection Dog
Ling Mo had no idea what Xia Xinyan was thinking at this moment.
Even though he had just saved Xia Xinyan, he couldn’t shake off a lingering fear in his heart.
He was afraid that if he had arrived even a moment later, it might have been too late.
In the past, he had experienced death while playing solo and during wild team raids. It was precisely those experiences that made him acutely aware of how easily the fear of death could shatter a person’s defenses and send them spiraling into despair.
He had even heard online of someone who went insane simply from being terrified by death.
Even in a game, 70% of the pain felt almost like real death.
He didn’t want Xia Xinyan to experience that feeling; he didn’t want her to endure the pain of dying—even if it was just in a game. That’s why he wanted to work hard to improve himself, to become stronger quickly, so he could better protect Xia Xinyan and ensure she wasn’t harmed in any way.
But when he watched Xia Xinyan disappear right before his eyes, he truly panicked.
That was one kind of threat he simply couldn’t guard against…
No, it was because he wasn’t strong enough.
If he had been strong enough, he would have located Xia Xinyan sooner and saved her earlier.
He couldn’t even keep anyone from taking her away from him.
So at this moment, he felt relieved.
Relieved that he had arrived quickly and saved Xinyan in time.
He wanted to hold her and soothe his still-pounding heart… Oh wait, he was dead, so no heartbeat.
And besides, he wasn’t really in a position to hug her right now.
Earlier, in the moment beneath the ruins, Xinyan must have felt shy.
Perhaps she kissed him to save him, but he… took it as a kiss of another kind.
That’s why she suddenly ran away; it must have been because she was embarrassed.
Though she hadn’t shown any emotions afterward, he felt that now wasn’t the right time for any overly intimate contact with her.
He was worried it might backfire and make Xinyan explode with anger…
However, after a little mental image of Xinyan getting angry played in his head… it seemed kind of cute?
Anyway, Xinyan was cute no matter what!
But he couldn’t rush things right now.
His current strength wasn’t enough to keep Xinyan close to him, so he couldn’t scare her.
He had to endure…
After all this thinking, only a few seconds had passed. Ling Mo suppressed his thoughts and asked, “Xinyan, how do you feel?”
“I’m fine. This formation didn’t cause me much harm,” Xia Xinyan shook her head and curiously asked, “By the way, how did you find me? Isn’t this place close to where we started?”
“Not really close; this is the outskirts. The nearby area is filled with abandoned houses,” Ling Mo replied.
Xia Xinyan frowned slightly, “Then how did you find your way here?”
Was that old man’s singing really so penetrating?
“I followed the blood trail,” Ling Mo murmured. “The formation that teleported you away was made from blood. My current identity is sensitive to it, and I just happened to catch the same blood scent here, so I followed it.”
Just as he was closing in, he heard someone singing in this classroom, and without thinking, he rushed right over.
Xia Xinyan smirked slightly, “Ah… that sounds impressive.”
He looked like a drug detection dog.
Ling Mo almost got lost in the compliment she just threw at him.
He used to be quite laid-back, never caring what others thought of him. But after meeting Xia Xinyan, he started to value every little evaluation from her, even a casual or dismissive compliment would make him happy.
Because it meant he was recognized.
Just this made him feel quite satisfied.
At least for now, he wasn’t expecting too much.
Of course, only for now.
“Did that old man just die?” Xia Xinyan suddenly asked.
Ling Mo paused and instinctively moved towards the window.
He hadn’t held back at all with that punch.
However, due to his body’s stiffness, it did affect the strength he was able to exert—perhaps the line in his identity introduction about having “almost infinite power” was precisely what was balancing out his overall power.
He was strong, but his sluggishness in action prevented him from exerting that power freely.
Even though he was desperately trying to adapt, he still couldn’t control himself like a normal person.
Nonetheless, he knew that the power of that punch wasn’t something an average person could withstand; if a regular person were here, that punch could even blow their head apart.
But the Hunter… should they be considered normal?
Sure enough, when he looked out the window, all he saw were tattered clothes at the bottom, with no sign of the old man.
“Did he run away?” Ling Mo frowned slightly.
He had considered that this guy wasn’t a normal person, but a Taoist capable of dealing with ghosts… to withstand his punch and still manage to escape after falling from the third floor, wasn’t that a bit too strong?
Xia Xinyan leaned out the window to take a look and then turned and floated towards the classroom door, “Let’s go check it out.”
This was a dungeon filled with opportunities, and a higher drop rate meant anything that could be used against them might also become their loot; she wasn’t going to let any clue slip by.
However… she was clearly a ghost yet had to walk like a human down the stairs—because jumping off would count as self-harm, not an external physical attack by the game system, so she would still take damage, which was rather disappointing.
It felt like aside from being intangible, she had no real difference from any ordinary human.
Downstairs, the Taoist’s tattered clothes had turned into a pile of cloth scraps, but after rummaging through them, Xia Xinyan actually found a few sheets of yellow talisman paper among the scraps.
All were very useful items, including one that could immobilize a target for a short time, although its effectiveness would diminish depending on the target’s strength; once they reached a certain power level, it would become useless.
But at least at this stage, these items were treasures for the players.
“Tsk, I hit the jackpot,” Xia Xinyan initially meant to toss the talisman papers into her space watch, but after thinking for a moment, she turned and handed them to Ling Mo, “You take this; you can use them when necessary. If we can take them out of the dungeon, we can sell them at the auction house; these items usually sell for a good amount of game points.”
Ling Mo hesitated and immediately shook his head, “No need, you keep them. I’m worried that old Taoist might take you again… If I don’t get to you in time, at least you’ll have these for self-defense.”
He wanted to say he would absolutely not let that Taoist take her again, but there could always be unexpected situations, and his current strength wasn’t enough; he couldn’t make assurances.
So he could only do his best to provide a safe environment for Xia Xinyan; whether it was improving his own power or giving her good items, they were all guarantees for her safety.
Xia Xinyan stared at him for a while, pouted, and tossed the items into her space watch.
Not wanting the good stuff he offered? Fool.
Ling Mo had no clue that his good intentions were being treated like nonsense and continued, “By the way, when I rushed over, I think I saw a police car heading to another part of the city. It might be Zhang Darii and the others; should we go…”
Before he could finish, he suddenly noticed a silver figure beneath a distant tree, raising something that looked like a gun towards them.
His heart sank, and he quickly pounced down on Xia Xinyan—
The next moment, a violent explosion erupted from behind them, and the walls of the abandoned school finally couldn’t withstand the force and collapsed.
Dust buried the two people by the wall.
Xia Xinyan: “…”
Is it never going to end?
