translator: loop
When the five of them returned to the base, Joel and Guy were in the so-called living room, moving the ugly pot away from the dual-purpose electric stove. Guy was holding something shaped like a bowl in his hand, scooping something out of the boiling pot, steaming hot.
“Ah, you guys picked the right time to come back. The nutritional soup’s just finished cooking, how’s the situation?” Guy asked Tang, who came in first, and raised his bowl. “Before, we suddenly received another warning, but before we could react, it automatically lifted. Joel and I guessed you might’ve done something there.”
Tang shook his head and then nodded it. “Yeah, I guess, but it wasn’t the three of us that solved it.”
After entering, he moved to the side and made way for the people behind him.
“Did Executive help? That’s normal,” Guy said naturally.
Tang said dryly, “Half was Executive, and the other half… it’s a long story.”
As he spoke, Le Pen and Liu had already entered the room, followed by Chu Si, and…
Guy and Joel were stunned as they looked at the last unfamiliar man who entered the room. He had a handsome face and a tall figure, even having to lower his head when he entered. His exposed arm muscles were extremely beautiful, appearing very sharp.
The color of his eyes was too pale, with a cold and dangerous feeling.
He looked a bit lazy and had no intention of introducing himself after entering the room, and only casually scanned the interior. His gaze slid past Joel and Guy, both of whom unconsciously straightened their bodies, feeling inexplicably nervous.
Joel placed the pot on a nearby table, pinching his earlobe with his burning fingers, asking, “Uh, who’s this?”
Tang cleared his throat. “Cough, you might’ve heard of…”
Chu Si simply declared his name. “His name is Sa’e Yang, he’s come to borrow a place to sleep.”
Tang and his companions: “…”
Joel’s hand shook as he pinched his earlobe, causing a tearing pain, so much so that his baby face twitched a little. Appearing somewhat comical, he asked in a daze: “Who??”
He wanted to say: It’s not that Sa’e Yang, right? Same name, same surname? Maybe his middle name is different?
However, the next second, he noticed the black-gold armband.
Clang—
Guy accidentally dropped the bowl in his hand, and the hot soup spilled all over his feet.
Sa’e Yang?
Why was Sa’e Yang here?
Damn it, wasn’t he supposed to be in the Space Prison?!
Sa’e Yang, who had not opened his mouth, finally spoke up. He looked at Joel and Guy and commented, “Your welcome was quite special. I can tell you’re probably overjoyed.”
Guy: “…” Did this person have any shame?
Tang finally gave a dry smile and said, “The warning that had been bothering us for a long time, Sa… Mr. Yang and Executive Chu solved it together.
After hearing this, Joel and Guy’s expressions became even more peculiar.
After all, they couldn’t imagine that one day Sa’e Yang would help them. To be precise, they never thought they would have an interaction with someone like Sa’e Yang in their lifetime.
Sa’e Yang looked at them very calmly, and they looked back at him very stiffly.
After looking at each other in silence for more than ten seconds, Sa’e Yang raised one eyebrow.
Joel suddenly opened his mouth and tried to speak, “…thank you?”
The eyebrow raised by Sa’e Yang was lowered again.
The other few people awkwardly cleared their throats and added, “Thank you.”
Although they never thought they would one day say those words to Sa’e Yang, they were still very willing to say it at the moment. After all, although he was a legendary evil bigshot, he did a big help, and it was not too much to say that he had saved their lives.
The shameless Mr. Yang had never been too concerned with others’ thoughts and only cared about his own mood. He was in a good mood at the moment, so he was very comfortable in this awkward atmosphere. He gave a careless laugh and replied, “You’re much better behaved than your Executive Chu. Executive Chu often angers people to death or shoots at them before saying thank you.”
Chu Si glanced at him, but didn’t refute his words, and calmly said, “Such behavior applies to you, too.”
Everyone’s faces became even more paralyzed: “…”
“That’s it.” Chu Si snapped out two words and forcibly ended this suffocating welcome procedure. He waved his hand at several people. “Go do what you’re supposed to be doing, Guy, how long do you plan to marinate your feet in nutritional soup?”
Only after hearing this was Guy woken up from his trance. He bounced towards his room, “Joel, help tidy up, I’ll go apply some medicine.”
Le Pen and Liu piled all the scavenged materials that they had brought back into a corner by the wall. “We’ll take a nap and melt all this, then make two more rooms. For now, we’ll have to live like this.”
“Okay, let’s leave it for now. The module printer is in my room, but it needs to cool down for a while. It’s easy for things to burn if it’s used too frequently,” Joel said, bringing over to the table a pile of containers that could barely serve as cups and bowls. As he served the nutritional soup, he turned his head and asked, “Executive? Do you guys want any?”
“Have some,” Le Pen added. “Before dawn, if you keep moving, it’s alright, but once you sit down and rest for a while, it starts to get cold. You can’t sleep without drinking some of this.“
This nutritional soup was an enhanced version of the concentrated nutritional tablets Chu Si had found earlier. One small piece could make a pot of it, but it was a bit time-consuming and took patience for it to cook. Drinking a bowl, one could live for two months with no problem.
In addition to having the nutrients needed to sustain life, it was better than regular food in that it would keep out the cold for a long period of time.
The disadvantage was that it would also have some side effects.
Similar to concentrated nutrition tablets, a low number of people would experience stomach pain, headaches, and a low fever within 8 hours, and gradually improve after 8 hours.
Generally speaking, people with weaker physical fitness were more prone to these side effects, and as for those who came out of the training camp like Chu Si, they would mostly have no reaction after eating them.
Chu Si took two bowls of soup from Joel’s hand and handed a bowl to Sa’e Yang.
There weren’t many people in the living room, so Chu Si sat down in a nearby concave chair. Sa’e Yang was too lazy to move and didn’t find a new chair. Instead, he simply sat back on the armrest of Chu Si’s chair.
Chu Si: “…you really are frugal.” There were so many empty chairs but he didn’t choose one.
In a rare instance, Sa’e Yang didn’t return his words, and just let out a lazy “en”.
Chu Si glanced at him.
Perhaps it was because there were no bright lights in this room like the central fort, and the light was dim, or perhaps it was because Sa’e was looking down, but he looked a bit drowsy.
Drowsiness was a rare occurrence in Sa’e Yang’s body. In the eyes of those who knew him, he seemed to have never been tired, always with a lazy and fierce appearance. He was like this after not sleeping for a day, and also like this after not sleeping for a few days and a few nights.
It seemed that he could really stay awake for as long as he needed to, and whether he slept or not depended on his mood.
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So when Sa’e Yang suddenly said he wanted to take a nap, Chu Si thought he had other plans and just used sleep as an excuse. Now, it didn’t seem like that was the case.
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Once he had an expression on his face, his faintly revealed drowsiness was concealed.
Joel and Le Pen didn’t dare to sit down, but instead leaned against the table and stood in a row. With an air of not being able to choke down eight bowls, they looked up and swallowed their portion, wiping the corners of their mouths with a dry smile and said, “Yes, the manufacturing company hasn’t thought about improving the taste for so many years, let’s, let’s just treat it like drinking medicine.”
After these words, Joel scooped up two more bowls of soup and slid towards a room. “I’ll leave two portions for the braided gentleman and the little girl first.”
“Hmm? What’s wrong with them?” Chu Si remembered that he had not seen Jin and the little mop after entering the door.
“Most of the medicine we carry with us is used to heal large wounds, the potency is a bit strong. He couldn’t resist its aftereffects and fell asleep with his butt up on the bed. The little girl also fell asleep with him, she probably hadn’t slept for a few days.” After Joel spoke, he stumbled into the room, and did not come out again.
Tang hurriedly ran into the surveillance room, and it was unknown if he really needed to do something or just wanted to avoid being in the living room.
In ten seconds, the only one in the living room who couldn’t find an excuse to hide was Le Pen.
Le Pen moved her lips and cursed silently, intending to turn around and find a chance to deal with those evasive bastards. Then she suddenly looked up and gave Chu Si a silly smile, saying in a seemingly casual tone, “By the way Executive you know there are only five rooms in total here we’ve been calculating for a while but haven’t been able to fully vacate one so we have to trouble you and Mr. Yang to be in a room together our apologizes please bear with it.”
She didn’t take a breath and flew past this sentence. Afraid that the two of them would react, she quickly rubbed her head and said, “Ouch, I’m so tired that my head hurts. Executive, Mr. Yang, I’ll go back to my room first.”
After speaking, she ran back to her room in a flash.
Tang, who had been in the surveillance room for less than a minute, tiptoed out through a small external door, circled around the yard, and then entered Joel’s room through a separate door.
The clicking sounds of doors being shut rang out one after another. Almost all of the bedrooms were closed in the blink of an eye.
Chu Si: “…”
He was stunned for a second before letting out an unkind laugh. He sat in the concave chair and drank the last bit of his soup before saying, “Thanks to Mr. Yang’s blessing, I’ve become a terrifying monster like you.”
Sa’e Yang stood up and threw the container in his hand, which didn’t look like a bowl or a cup, back on the table. He rolled his neck and shoulders while looking down at Chu Si and said, “Shouldn’t you be used to this kind of situation? Or… do you need me to apologize and comfort you?”
Chu Si politely handed him the empty bowl in his hand. “An apology isn’t necessary.”
Sa’e glanced at the empty bowl he had stuffed in his hand, glanced at Chu Si again, raised his eyebrows, and without saying anything, threw the empty bowl back onto the table in the same manner.
Chu Si stood up and walked over to the bedroom to take a look. Several connected bedroom doors were closed, except for the bedroom closest to the living room, which was still empty and clearly reserved for them.
Materials were limited, after all, so the structure of the bedroom was extremely simple. There was only one bed against the wall, which was not too narrow and wouldn’t squeeze two people. This room was supposed to be inhabited by Tang, with backpacks stacked in the corner and some equipment and materials that were dismantled from unknown sources, perhaps him trying to assemble something.
That backpack was very familiar to both Chu Si and Sa’e, and they didn’t have to open it to know what would’ve been inside. It must have contained various necessary things for survival and emergencies in the wild, as well as indispensable tools for carrying out various missions.
Chu Si once also had this habit. Whenever outside he would never unpack his bag, and the things inside would be put back into place after use, to be able to carry everything in the case of an emergency.
Almost all the people who had stayed in the training camp developed this habit, which could be regarded as a behavioral reflection of keeping alert.
Except for Sa’e Yang.
Only when he was in a good mood and interested would he pack a backpack and honestly bring various things with him to be prepared. More often than not, he was too lazy to carry such a burden on his back.
Just like when he landed in the black cedar forest before, the things that Sa’e Yang carried with him were always few and far between—
For example, whether the single-person jump cabin that he came out of the prison with was thrown away by him after it was used up, or if it had already been damaged and abandoned was unknown to Chu Si. Another example was the oxygen mask, the communicator that he threw into his pocket, some portable weapons… such things he lost along the way.
When there was a shortage of tools, you could easily pick up some useful things from around and transform them.
This could also be considered the ultimate manifestation of laziness, laziness to the point of losing your life.
But unfortunately, his life was very hard. No matter how difficult the environment, no matter how dangerous the situation, he was able to finally walk out, and many times he was even unharmed. His strength was simply incomprehensible.
Therefore, no matter taking White Eagle Military Academy courses in the sanatorium or simulating extreme tasks in the training camp, those who were assigned to Sa’e Yang always had mixed feelings.
They were afraid of Sa’e Yang’s danger, but had unlimited trust in his abilities.
Sa’e followed Chu Si and came over, leaning against the doorframe, blocking the bedroom door tightly.
He glanced roughly at the room’s layout, and his gaze fell on the corner of the wall next to the bed, where there was a round chair with soft cushions made of cotton material, barely enough to serve as a single-person sofa.
“Whose house is this?” Sa’e Yang raised his index finger and nodded lazily at the unopened backpack, messy equipment, and round chair. “High vigilance, restlessness, and enjoyment… Ah, I know, that little fool who kneeled in front of me on the staircase.”
Chu Si was not surprised that he had guessed right, after all, it was not his first time meeting him. He stepped aside and lifted his chin at the bed, saying, “Even if you’ve guessed right, no one’s giving you a prize. The bed is here, if you want to sleep, then sleep.”
Sa’e Yang raised his eyebrows and said, “Oh? You’re planning to give me the bed?”
Chu Si had originally intended to shut him up, but as he opened his mouth, he couldn’t help but think of the drowsiness that flashed on Sa’e’s face when he was in the living room just now. Unexpectedly, he swallowed back his words and said blandly, “I slept for a while at the Space Prison, and I’m not too tired, you…”
Perhaps it was because Sa’e’s expression was a bit strange for a split second, but Chu Si paused before adding, “You better use your time wisely. When I’m really tired, I can’t guarantee you’ll still be able to lie in bed properly.”
After finishing speaking, he patted Sa’e Yang’s shoulder and walked out of the bedroom. As soon as he took two steps, he remembered something and turned his head to knock on the doorframe.
Sa’e turned to look at him as he walked towards the bed, “Regretting it?”
Chu Si said, “I’m not going to regret so quickly, but haven’t you forgotten something, the incredibly polite Mr. Yang?”
Sa’e Yang was taken aback and let out a long ‘oh’: “Thank you?”
Chu Si accepted it calmly. “You’re welcome.”
Sa’e Yang’s eyes curved with the hint of a playful smile. He reached behind his waist and threw the SkyEye core disk at Chu Si: “Connect it to the system here.”
Chu Si casually tapped on the door frame again as an answer, and then walked through the living room without looking back, entering the surveillance room.
The door of Sa’e Yang’s room remained open. As Chu Si sat down in the surveillance room chair, he could hear a faint movement there, but it soon disappeared.
Although the rooms in the base were built with mini-module printers and were considered emergency rooms, their quality was not poor and their sound insulation was good. Once Sa’e Yang’s side quieted down, the entire base became silent, with only the oxygen generator embedded in the corner emitting a low buzz.
Chu Si glanced at the core disk in his hand and connected it to the central port of the surveillance room console.
Ding—
SkyEye: “You’ve finally remembered me.”
The electronic voice was not too loud, after all, this wasn’t the Space Prison where there were many speakers. But in this quiet environment, it was still a little abrupt. Chu Si furrowed his brows slightly, and after some thought, he stood up and closed the door of the surveillance room.
“Can you still receive voice commands normally right now?” Chu Si sat down again in the chair, propped his elbow on the armrest to support his chin, and tapped the SkyEye with his other hand.
He had said he wasn’t tired, but in fact, he didn’t sleep for long in the Space Prison. After all these struggles, he also felt a bit drowsy.
Ding—
“If I couldn’t accept voice commands, wouldn’t you be talking to a ghost right now?”
Once he sat down, Chu Si became a bit lazy. Even when SkyEye said such garbage, he just raised his eyebrows and didn’t bother with it.
For Chu Si, this sense of idleness had long been lost, because he was someone who couldn’t slow down. Whether he had been on a mission in the training camp or at work, he liked to put himself on the edge of overboard.
Everyone said Sa’e Yang was a person without any personal entanglements, but in fact, Chu Si was in a sense the same.
Before the age of eight, he had a rope tied to his body, and the only reason for him to live well was that rope— he wanted to leave the orphanage, stay far away, until the orphanage could no longer bind him, and would never find him again.
Then he met Jiang Qi and left the orphanage, and his original rope broke.
Later, Jiang Qi teased him, saying, “When my son grows up, what should I do if he stays so dull and stuffy at work? If only time had a booster. I have to wait fifty or sixty years to see how you’ll become. In any case, learn something good from me.” So Chu Si had a new rope, and thought to live peacefully for fifty to sixty years so that Jiang Qi could see.
But Jiang Qi died.
For a long time, Chu Si never believed that Jiang Qi had really died, because he hadn’t seen his bones. As long as he didn’t see his bones with his own eyes, he wouldn’t believe that Jiang Qi had already died. So the rope that was leading him dragged out its feeble existence for many years.
His biggest changes were during those ten-something years in the sanatorium. When he first entered the sanatorium, he was gloomy and isolated, but by the time he left, his thorns had already gathered together and wrapped themselves around his hard bones.
Once he had this layer, subsequent changes were much easier. Entering the training camp, leaving the training camp, becoming a training officer, and entering the Security Building… he gradually transformed himself into what he was now, and that rope made the largest contribution.
However, as more and more things became known later, Jiang Qi’s death was directly or indirectly confirmed countless times, and he watched helplessly as his last hope was blown to ashes.
He learned to lie with both eyes open and play word games with others, but he could never fool himself.
So the rope quietly broke.
He could only keep completely busy, because once he stopped, he would find himself already empty.
So even he was somewhat surprised by this idle yet not empty feeling at the moment.
Perhaps it was because ‘tracking the imposter’ had become a rope that entangled him, and now that there was a clue again, he didn’t need to go through a lot of trouble and only had to sit and wait. Perhaps it was these old faces in the base that brought him back to the state when he was still in the training camp. Perhaps… it was Sa’e Yang, who had been in opposition with him for so many years, temporarily standing on the same side as him.
He didn’t know…
Chu Si didn’t really want to think about this now. He held his chin and planned to enjoy this sense of idleness.
Ding—
“Remote synchronization complete.”
SkyEye spoke again. The corner of Chu Si’s mouth curled up, and he condescendingly praised it: “Not bad, the voice command hasn’t even been sent yet, you can already make predictions.”
Ding—
“After all, I am very intelligent in my own right.”
Chu Si let out an “en” and said, “Unfortunately, you’re disabled right now.”
SkyEye: “…”
Actually, this was strange. It might’ve been an illusion, but the SkyEye seemed to be becoming… less and less mentally challenged.
The moment the synchronization was completed, the console screen in front of Chu Si suddenly switched from surveillance footage around the base to the giant star map of the central fortress. Of course, it was a scaled-down version.
The light dots representing the location of the planet’s fragments were still scattered around, quiet yet grand.
Because those light dots were not just simple points on an image, but pieces of land, perhaps with mountains, forests, lakes, cities, towns, armies, or civilians.
Sa’e Yang was right, this was their entire world.
So staring at such a star map, even if its subtle changes were indistinguishable to the naked eye, wasn’t boring or uninteresting.
If it were in the past, Chu Si would almost want to make a cup of coffee to sit back and enjoy it.
But before a few minutes passed, the small door facing the courtyard in the surveillance room was pushed open.
Chu Si was taken aback, but saw Tang, Le Pen, and the others standing outside the door. “Executive? Why are you here? Didn’t you go sleep for a while?”
Chu Si changed his posture and placed his elbows on the armrests, fingers interlaced in front of him. He looked at them without a good expression in his eyes and didn’t answer.
The answer was obvious: you bastards have stuffed me and Sa’e Yang into a room together, and hope that I can fall asleep?
They quickly understood and smiled embarrassedly, rubbing their hands together and entering the surveillance room.
“Haven’t you all not slept well in a long time? After two months of tossing and turning, you aren’t exhausted yet? What are you doing here?” Chu Si asked.
Tang glanced at the screen, “You’ve really synchronized it? It’s nothing, Executive, I just suddenly remembered something and wanted to come over and try it out. After trying, I’ll go back to sleep.”
Le Pen nodded and said, “Right, right, we’ll give it a try, and go back in a little while.”
Chu Si was a bit curious and said, “What is it making you so excited that you can’t restrain yourself?”
Tang pointed to the screen and said, “Didn’t Mr. Yang say that Fort Barney can be remotely controlled here? The signal range in which Fort Barney can operate is far beyond what we normally use, which means we can send signals to other places, but it won’t be pinned on us, right?”
Chu Si nodded. This method was somewhat similar to the way the person had impersonated him, but not entirely the same. After all, a signal sent directly from here would not be edited, and would only be a signal. At best, it could only be given a try, and it was impossible to issue specific command information.
“You know, since we entered the training camp, as long as we haven’t served our time, we can’t have any contact with family or friends, and it’s… no different than being dead.” Le Pen tucked a strand of hair that had fallen behind her ear. “The communicators we use have all been processed and cannot send messages to our homes, even covert ones. It’s been… twenty years since I’ve gone home, so I want Tang to give it a try and send a signal to some of our families.”
Chu Si understood what they wanted to do. “To where will the signals be sent?”
“When civilian cryo-capsules are released and distributed, they are registered, this you must know. Every place and every household has a unique code, and once it is operational, the core part inside is like a disguised signal reflector.” Tang explained.
So if they sent the signal over, as long as the cryo-capsules at home were working, they would automatically reflect the signal back.
“Even so, all you will be able to receive is a reflected signal, without any other content,” Chu Si said.
The group waved their hands and said, “It’s okay, we only want to see, just the signal is enough.”
Chu Si stood up and stepped aside, leaning against the console, making room for them.
Tang nervously kneaded his fingers and then stared at the screen, typing a command on the console with a clattering sound. At the same time, he didn’t forget to add, “SkyEye? You’re called SkyEye, right? Please help track this signal.”
They had been unable to go home for more than ten or twenty years, but were familiar with the coding of their home’s cryo-capsules. Obviously, they had been secretly paying attention to them before.
Perhaps they would take advantage of a mission and glance through a window as they passed by, or perhaps they would take the opportunity to walk past a family member or friend while crossing the street.
After all, living in solitude for ten to twenty years was not something ordinary people could tolerate.
“And this.” Le Pen also listed two strings of code.
Next were Liu, Joel, and Guy.
When sending a signal there was not an immediate response, there would always be a little time difference.
The group didn’t dare to breathe deeply. They stood in front of the screen with nervous expressions on their faces, and the most daunting task was just that.
Tang even said worriedly, “My grandmother is a bit old, what if…”
Before his words were finished, there was a “ding”.
SkyEye said in a calm electronic voice, “98163527 received signal reflection.”
Tang exhaled a long breath and chuckled. “That’s great.”
Ding—
“81727846 received signal reflection.”
“61637291 received signal reflection.”
……
As several announcements came out, they all relaxed one by one. In any case, they were adults now, but were as excited as kids who swindled candy, bustling and laughing happily.
“Then… we’ll go back now, Executive.” Liu first called to Chu Si and rubbed his neck as he walked back outside the surveillance room.
Then there were Le Pen, Tang, Joel…
As Guy was leaving, he suddenly remembered something and turned to Chu Si with a smile, saying, “By the way, Executive, you can also try sending a signal to your family.”
Chu Si’s mind wandered for the briefest moment, his finger randomly tracing a line.
What would he send? To whom would he send it to? The only person who could count as his family was already gone.
He had no one to send it to, and there was no one who would respond.
Chu Si furrowed his brows and raised his eyes to look at them. His face had returned to its usual state. “No need.”
Those people were all stunned, their steps stagnating, and they all looked at him somewhat awkwardly.
They had little or no knowledge about Chu Si. It basically stopped at the little amount of information they heard at the training camp. Chu Si himself was not a person who liked to talk to others, nor did he talk about personal matters without reason, so the fact that they did not know about Chu Si’s background was normal.
The group looked guilty and embarrassed, and they didn’t know what to say, but Chu Si had already waved his hand at them and laughed in spite of it, “Go, go to bed now, you’re all too noisy.”
“Sorry, Executive…” After Guy finished speaking, he glanced at him to confirm there was no displeasure on his face before walking through the yard with the others toward their respective rooms.
As soon as the door of the surveillance room was firmly closed, their footsteps and whispers were locked outside, and the entire space instantly became quiet.
Chu Si lowered his eyes and leaned against the platform in silence for a long time.
Ding—
“No new signal was detected within three minutes, the signal transmitter is about to close.”
Ding—
“Countdown ten seconds, 10— 9— 8—”
Chu Si’s fingers suddenly moved to the numerical button area, tapping a string of numbers one by one.
The string of numbers was not the code for a cryo-capsule, after all, when Jiang Qi was still alive, cryo-capsules had not been designed and produced yet. It was the communication code of Jiang Qi’s personal light mecha as a military general.
After he transferred from the mecha combat department to the research department, although the mecha was not retracted, it was never used seriously again. Instead, it was clasped on his wrist as a bracelet and he always forgot to wear it.
Unfortunately, he remembered to bring it on the day of the accident, so the bracelet was blown to ashes along with him.
Chu Si later saw the video in confidential documents, and it was really…. completely shattered.
Back then, that communication code hadn’t come in handy. After all, a communicator could be used to find Jiang Qi. Decades had passed, but he could still remember that string of numbers. Even he’d thought he had forgotten.
Ding—
“Received a new signal, ready to launch.”
When SkyEye’s voice reappeared, Chu Si had already sat back in his chair. He stared at the screen and waited for a while, until five minutes later, SkyEye opened its mouth again.
Ding—
“No response found. Do you want to continue trying?”
Chu Si raised his gaze: “Forget it, don’t try, just leave it at that.”
Ding—
“You seem to be in a low mood, the intelligent system SkyEye is sincerely at your service.”
Chu Si laughed and said, “If you talk too much, I’ll dismantle you. I’m a little tired, I’ll close my eyes and rest for a while. You monitor and keep an eye on things, if there’s a problem sound the alarm, the louder the better.”
Ding—
“Instructions received.”
Chu Si leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.
Unfortunately, God loved to mess with him. Before he could fully fall asleep, a painful headache swept over him, causing him to furrow his brows. If it was just a headache he could deal with it, but it was also accompanied by a burning pain in the stomach.
He opened his eyes, feeling dry and hot.
Chu Si: “…” He had consumed nutrient tablets for so many years and hadn’t received side effects, yet it happened this time. It was really great fucking timing.
With eight hours of side effects, sitting here was like asking for torture.
Chu Si didn’t give it a thought, stood up with an ashen face, and walked towards the bedroom, enduring the pain.
By the time he had walked through the living room to the bedside, he was already very light-headed.
Sa’e, lying on the bed, didn’t move and probably hadn’t woken yet. Chu Si didn’t pay much attention and pushed him to the side, saying vaguely, “Sa’e, Sa’e, move aside a bit.”
AHHHHH that last part made me squeal for no reason 😭
I just realized, is it supposed to be cyro-capsule? Or cryo-capsule?
It’s supposed to be cryo-capsule.
Dang… I spelled it wrong this entire chapter 😭 thanks for catching that!