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It was said that those who seldom fell ill would become more aggressive during the rare instances they did, and their situations would be a little worse than everyone else’s.
Chu Si himself should’ve belonged to this group, but because his headaches had followed him for a lifetime and he returned to the villa in the black cedar forest every year to recuperate, he gave off a feeling of strength burdened by sickness.
This made him seem not too different among ordinary people.
But Sa’e Yang was different. His every action was out of place in a normal world, and he was clearly not an ordinary person. He belonged to the type of people who ‘never got sick,’ and he met those standards the most. For the many years Chu Si had known him, he’d only seen Sa’e Yang seriously injured once. Every other time, he’d be fine in an instant.
This time, Sa’e Yang seemed to be trying to make up for the injuries and illnesses he’d accumulated over the past sixty years. He very soon fell asleep inside the medical capsule.
As he slept, his brow furrowed. It was an expression often seen on Chu Si, but rarely on Sa’e Yang. He smiled more often than not, but of course, his smile wasn’t tied to his emotions. It was precisely because his emotions couldn’t be read that a lot of people got weak in the knees when they saw him smile.
When he first met Sa’e Yang, Chu Si thought that he was concealing his emotions. It was later that he realized this was not the case. Compared to concealing his emotions, Sa’e Yang seemed to have no emotions to begin with.
The more relaxed he was, the more expressionless he would become.
It was as if… his ability to feel this world’s emotions was dampened infinitely close to zero. That was why he was always searching for excitement.
However, recently, Sa’e Yang seemed to have refreshed Chu Si’s inherent perceptions of him.
Surprisingly… he had even shown a little bit of humanity.
Chu Si stood next to the medical capsule for a while. It was only until the adjacent monitor displayed the status of the injury, line by line, that he made a move. He walked over to the display and lifted his hand to look through it.
Comprehensive injury level: Level 8
The healing trend showed a slow upward curve.
Estimated time: 5 hours
“Level 8?” Chu Si was slightly taken aback.
His gaze once again fell on Sa’e Yang’s arms and lower back in the medical capsule.
Those two wounds were still as hideous and ghastly as before. In the chaotic situation just now, Chu Si had to remember to drag Sa’e Yang over while avoiding these two injuries, a task both tiring and frustrating. But originally, he was just in a hurry to find a way to let Sa’e Yang calm down and stop his restlessness. After all, although these two wounds looked terrifying, according to common sense, they were not severe enough for him to enter a medical capsule.
But now… level 8?
How could this wound have reached level 8? What joke was this?
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He stood in front of the monitor and studied it for a long while, but couldn’t come up with a reason for why it had determined the injury as level 8. Unfortunately, the intelligence of this unlucky machine was limited and not at all at SkyEye’s level. Several analytical results were displayed as ‘unknown,’ and it couldn’t give a reason.
Chu Si stared at this thing for a few seconds, then pulled out his communicator and sent a message to Tang—
Tell Carlos Black that I suggest he sell the junk in his medical cabin as soon as possible.
After sending the message, he stepped out of the medical cabin, leaving the door open, and returned to the bedroom he’d just been in. He nestled down on the couch without turning on the overhead light, leaving only a floor lamp of gentle, comfortable brightness.
The burning sensation of the wound on his back shoulder had calmed down a lot. For Chu Si, it wasn’t much different than a mosquito bite and didn’t trouble him very much, but he was still mindful of his position as he laid back down.
Just now, when he leaned against the door, the wall, and the medical capsule, his wound hadn’t been irritated. If a problem arose due to his sleeping position, that would be foolish.
Two seconds later, Chu Si’s communicator vibrated and a new message was received—
Fuck your grandfather, don’t throw it away. That little plaything is damn valuable, it took Laozi a lot of effort to exchange for it.
It was obvious this message was from Carlos Black.
After another moment, Chu Si’s communicator vibrated again—
Executive, why don’t we make an agreement? Would you like to add Carlos Black’s channel to your private permission list? He keeps on grabbing my communicator and making my heart tremble with his replies, which isn’t exactly conducive to the physical and mental development of a warrior like me.
Chu Si couldn’t help but smile, and replied: We can talk about it later.
Most of the trainees in the training camp over the years had come from the White Eagle Military Academy, including the ones sent in from the sanatorium, because they had completed the Military Academy’s courses.
Aside from the fact that the training was extraordinarily harsh, the missions were extraordinarily thrilling, and there was a bit too much secrecy involved, the experience of those trainees was generally normal.
When normal children from normal families with normal beliefs did things that seemed very mysterious, they still fell within the normal range.
They were like Tang or Le Pen. They were energetic, they fought well, they would miss their family and friends, and they would make nonsensical jokes. They carried a lot on their backs, and yet they still remained vibrant.
That was how most from the training camp were. He and Sa’e Yang were among the rare exceptions.
In this way of thinking, the fact that he and Sa’e Yang were tangled so often during all those years was probably a result of ‘birds of a feather flock together.’
Chu Si slept for a while amidst these chaotic thoughts, but his sleep was not at all steady. It was interspersed both deeply and shallowly with many dreams, each bringing different scenes and events, but there were often the same people within them.
When he opened his eyes again, he felt slightly dazed. He stared at the interstellar partition timer on the wall for a while before realizing that he had slept for about five hours.
Five… hours?
Wasn’t that already beyond the expected time for the medical cabin?
Chu Si sat up from the sofa and listened attentively for two seconds but did not hear any movement.
He tried to move his shoulders and reached out to press the area close to his wound. There was no longer any feeling of swelling or pain.
“Sa’e Yang?” Chu Si stood up and walked into the medical cabin, only to find that the cover of the medical capsule was still tightly fitted, and the man lying inside still had his eyes closed and his brow slightly furrowed, unmoving from his original position. The wound on his lower back had healed halfway, and his arm wasn’t as scary anymore, but the skin and flesh were still open.
“He still hasn’t recovered yet?” Chu Si muttered with a frown.
The screen of the monitor was still lit, and the data on it was still quietly scrolling. Chu Si looked over in confusion and found that the original data had been updated three times in the past five hours—
For the first time, the comprehensive injury level had adjusted from level 8 to level 5, and the estimated time had been reduced to 3 hours. It seemed like Sa’e Yang was on the mend.
But on the second data update, the combined injury level jumped to level 6, and the estimated time became 3 and a half hours.
The third time was even more outrageous, with the combined injury level actually going straight to level 9 and the estimated time becoming 8 hours.
Chu Si: “…”
Could this trash machine even be used?!
According to reason, with both the wound-healing medication and the medical capsule, it should’ve been twice as easy with half the effort. But why was it taking longer and longer?
If he was just joking with Carlos Black before, then right now, he really wanted to throw this piece of junk away.
Just as he was cold-faced and ready to open the sealing cover to get Sa’e Yang out of it, the unlucky machine moved again.
As if it vaguely smelled the displeasure of the Executive in front of it, it let out a soft beep and refreshed the data once again—
Comprehensive injury level: Level 4
The curve of the healing trend had changed from a gentle slope to a steep slope.
Estimated time: 1 hour and 15 minutes
Chu Si reluctantly stopped his hand from lifting off the cover, resting it on the edge of the cover and dropping his gaze toward the inside. The hum of the medical capsule’s operation grew slightly louder, a layer of vapor covering the transparent cover, thickening and fading in time with his breathing and the rhythm of his heartbeat.
In the gaps where the vapor was fading, the long, hideous gash in Sa’e Yang’s arm was gradually healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
This was how efficient a proper medical capsule should’ve been.
Chu Si looked away for a moment, loosening his frown and glancing at the monitor again.
The thing finally got wise for once and barely kept itself alive.
An hour or so wasn’t very long, nor was it very short. Besides, Chu Si was self-conscious enough to realize that there was no need to keep staring.
He moved his neck with the intention of taking a shower, but before taking a step, he thought better of it and felt for his communicator to send another message. This time, he skipped everything else and got straight to the point—
I’ll need two sets of clean clothes.
The reply came back so quickly this time that it looked like Tang hadn’t even shown it to Carlos Black yet before he answered it himself—
???? Executive, what in the world is going on at your side?
Chu Si: Nothing, something went wrong when we were traveling back and forth between two time zones. Our clothes are covered in blood, so we can’t wear them.
Tang was familiar with how he usually spoke. The lighter his words were, the more likely it was that someone was going to suffer.
Tang: I asked him, he said he would be happy to do so, happy as—
Chu Si: “…”
Happy as hell were words that wouldn’t come out of Carlos Black’s mouth even if he was dead. Tang probably got the communicator snatched by the other party halfway through.
As expected, a new message came through a few moments later—
Even asking for my opinion when taking two sets of clothes, come on, what are your intentions? I hate heartless little handsome bastards the most.
Chu Si: That’s better than dealing with the City of Silver, isn’t it? There’s no intention, just to leave a slight impression of not being too overbearing. After all, we still must cooperate.
As soon as this message was sent, a new movement suddenly appeared in the medical capsule.
Chu Si subconsciously glanced over and saw Sa’e Yang’s originally closed eyes suddenly open. In that instant his eyes were devoid of emotion, like a robot who had abruptly awakened. His transparent irises were like two pieces of purified glass, glowing with an inorganic cold light.
Perhaps because of the vapor or something else, he didn’t seem to react to where exactly he was, and the moment he opened his eyes he subconsciously raised his fist and slammed it towards the cover.
Chu Si froze for a split second before immediately tapping the cover. “Awake?“
The vapor faded a bit more, and Sa’e Yang’s eyes moved to see Chu Si standing next to him. His fist suddenly stopped less than a centimeter away from the cover.
He blinked, unclenched his fists, and curled his index finger to scrape at the cover before dropping his arm back to his side as if he was just joking with Chu Si, and fell back into sleep.
Chu Si stood in place with his brow furrowed. For some unknown reason, the image of Sa’e Yang opening his eyes with that kind of appearance seemed inexplicably familiar somehow, as if he had seen it before. But he thought for a very long time and still couldn’t remember exactly where he’d seen it.
hi, you repeat few paragraphs twice. please check it . anyway thank you for the update
ahhhh sorry! It’s fixed now
I crave more Chu Si and Sa’e Yang interactions 😩
Thanks for the chapter, I was looking for it so much! I’d like more between Chu Si and Sae Yang too! Thanks again for your translation!!
Ah the mysteriously subtle feeling the last sentence from Chu Si is intriguing! Can’t wait for more to unfold.
Thank you….
Is Sa’e Yang human?
Thank you for the chapter!
Winter Soldier Sa’e Yang??