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Chapter 048 Demoness’s Healing Method

The collapsed ruins completely covered the sewer entrance. A few more tremors followed from above, but fortunately, the ground remained relatively solid, withstanding these sequential impacts.

The city’s sewer system was spacious, about three meters in height, resembling those in certain games.

That’s why they chose to go down one at a time; after all, they didn’t know what awaited them below, and three meters wasn’t a height you could jump from without getting hurt.

But there was no time for Xia Xinyan to crawl slowly now, unless she wanted to be crushed.

When she jumped down, Ling Mo had just climbed halfway.

So, the two of them found themselves in a rather amusing position—

Ling Mo lay sprawled on the ground, while Xia Xinyan straddled his waist, her hands gently supporting herself on his chest, her head slightly bowed as their eyes met, her long hair cascading down and brushing against his face, creating a slight tickling sensation.

—If you ignored the garbage and sewage littered everywhere, and Ling Mo’s near-paralyzed state, it might look like the beginning of a romantic scene from a love comedy.

Yes, Ling Mo had broken his bone…

As the one on the bottom, he bore a much greater impact than Xia Xinyan. Though there was a layer of garbage cushioning him, he was completely unprepared for such a collision, and even with a drop of just about a meter, the damage was substantial.

He couldn’t quite figure out whether the racing of his heart was due to the eye contact with Xia Xinyan or because he was on the verge of passing out.

But… no matter how he looked at it, Xia Xinyan was really quite beautiful…

“Mo Mo… are you okay?” Xia Xinyan’s voice seemed to drift from far away, gradually pulling Ling Mo’s foggy consciousness into clarity.

He saw a deep concern etched on her face.

Just that moment of eye contact, that brief concern, made Ling Mo feel that the fall was worth it.

He was actually quite an easily satisfied person.

“I… I’m fine,” he managed to voice through gritted teeth, taking a few deep breaths before forcing out a sound, “You all go… don’t worry about me.”

At this point, he probably couldn’t walk, let alone get up.

There was no need to hold them back; once they left, he could just finish himself off.

But seriously, the pain sensitivity in this game was no joke…

“Old Ling, you…” The chubby guy shook his head helplessly, “Forget it, we’ll remember your contribution, Old Ling, just rest easy.”

“We need to leave,” Murong Yue urged, “If we don’t, we might run out of time.”

Xia Xinyan fell silent for a moment and then said softly, “You two go ahead first, I’ll catch up with Mo Mo later.”

“We’re going first?” Murong Yue frowned slightly, “No way, we don’t have navigation, where are we supposed to go?”

“This direction, turn left at the first intersection and then go straight,” Xia Xinyan pointed in a direction.

Murong Yue wanted to say more, but the chubby guy stepped in front of her, giving her a look, “Alright, let’s go.”

Murong Yue paused but eventually followed the chubby guy.

They hadn’t gone far when she leaned closer to him and whispered, “Slow down a bit; what if she plans to ditch us and goes on her own?”

“Come on, why would she do that? Is the reward for going alone better than going with three people?” The chubby guy shot her a sidelong glance, “Can’t you read the atmosphere? They’re in the middle of a dramatic breakup; can’t we let them have a moment together?”

“Pfft… it’s not real, it’s just a game.”

“Maybe she doesn’t see it as just a game?”

Murong Yue fell silent.

On the other side, Xia Xinyan was still sitting on top of Ling Mo, seemingly deep in thought.

Noticing the other two had walked far away, Ling Mo weakly said, “Xinyan, you should go too… don’t worry about me…”

“Wait,” Xia Xinyan raised her hand and gently covered his mouth, “I have a way… to heal you.”

She hadn’t forgotten that her demoness abilities included a healing skill.

But she had no idea how to use this healing skill.

Generally, when players activated their abilities, they would have a rough idea of how to use them pop up in their minds; not that they would be proficient, but at least it’d be a starting point.

It was like a driving school student who had just finished learning the basics but hadn’t started the next course yet.

But Xia Xinyan’s current problem was that she didn’t even know which pedal was the gas.

She was completely blank on the healing skills.

This was rather absurd.

—Though it was also possible that a bug was to blame for her lack of knowledge since this demoness ability came from a third-party system.

[Host, please do not view this system through such thoughts; it will affect the harmony between the system and the host.]

‘Enough with the chatter, how do I heal?’

[Does the host not watch works related to demonesses?]

‘……’

Xia Xinyan suddenly had a bad feeling.

[A demoness just inherently has healing effects; that’s one of the demoness’s traits.]

Tianji’s subsequent words seemed to confirm her suspicions from a different angle.

But she still wanted to struggle a bit: ‘Stop with the riddles and speak plainly.’

[… Girls shouldn’t say such things; it’s unpleasant.]

[All fluids of a demoness, including bodily fluids and saliva, have healing effects; the host just needs to feed the original body.]

‘……’

It was proven true.

This setting was certainly very demoness-like.

But…

‘Are there any other ways?’

[No, the healing effect is simply a demoness characteristic, which can be categorized under passive abilities; this is also the reason the host has not acquired relevant knowledge.]

Xia Xinyan fell into silence.

Ling Mo exchanged glances with her and, seeing she had nothing further to say, tentatively asked, “Xinyan?”

Xia Xinyan pressed her lips together.

She was contemplating what to do.

If all fluids in her body had healing effects, her first instinct was to feed Ling Mo her blood. But she wasn’t sure how strong her healing ability was at present; if she messed it up, she might not only fail to heal Ling Mo but put herself at risk instead, which clearly wasn’t a good idea.

Moreover, doing this in such a filthy environment could cause infections or other negative effects, which would only worsen her condition—definitely not worth the risk.

So, under no circumstances should trying blood be the first choice.

The next option… was saliva.

… A bit disgusting.

And how was she supposed to make Ling Mo accept that? He~tui?

She feared Ling Mo would develop a psychological scar from it.

Excluding that approach, the only other option was… a French kiss.

… But that was hard to accept.

The last kiss she gave Ling Mo had barely been a light touch, and she had felt like she’d lost out on that; now, she was expected to go for a French kiss?

Maybe it would be better to let Ling Mo die here; she could carry on for both of them…

No, no, no, if that happens, wouldn’t this dungeon run be for nothing? She wouldn’t get any points.

Was she really going to have to kiss him?

So why did it have to come to this?! And why didn’t she feel any burden on her conscience? The only complaint was that she felt she was losing out?!

Shouldn’t she have some resistance towards this type of thing?!

Had she really been fully assimilated into this body?!

And what infuriated her more was that after realizing this, she still had no thoughts about it! This was serious!

[Isn’t this good news?]

‘Shut up!’

Gritting her teeth, all her indignation transformed into determination in that instant as she suddenly leaned down and pressed her lips against Ling Mo’s.

The scene suddenly fell silent.