I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 639, pages 2.3-22: Guess Who I Am

He could feel his body growing weaker and weaker, his muscles aching and he couldn't muster any strength at all, while the woman behind him holding a wood-chopping knife was getting closer and closer.

Just then, Shui Qi saw the iron chain bridge on the cliff in the distance, and he couldn't help but frown.

The suspension bridge is very narrow, allowing only one or two people to pass at a time. Even when walking on it, one must hold onto the chains on the side and walk slowly, otherwise one might slip off the cliff.

Plus……

This is a snowfield, and the icy roads make it easy to slip and fall.

The suspension bridge is inherently unstable; even a slight movement will cause it to sway violently and become completely unsteady. It's already difficult to cross under normal circumstances, and the current situation is likely to make it even more challenging.

But he had no choice. Shui Qi glanced back at the woman who was getting closer and closer, and resolutely ran towards the iron chain bridge.

As he reached the middle of the bridge, he glanced back at the woman who was only 5 meters away. He steeled himself, tightly gripping the chain with one hand while raising his pistol and firing at it with the other.

As darkness enveloped his vision, he gradually lost his grip on the pistol and could no longer aim at his target.

'Bang' 'Bang'

With his shot, the chains were broken, snapping as they could no longer support the weight of the bridge.

"Aaaaaah!" The woman fell off the bridge as it collapsed.

Shui Qi clung tightly to the chains, trying to avoid being thrown off, and thus crashed down the bridge onto the cliff.

He groaned but didn't cry out. His hands were stuck tightly to the cold iron chains, and then the impact shook them open, leaving his skin glued to the chains. His hands were covered in blood.

He could feel himself getting colder and colder. He looked up at the top of the cliff and struggled to climb up the broken planks and chains step by step.

After successfully climbing the cliff, he collapsed to the ground due to sudden darkness, and he has no idea what happened after that.

The phone in my pocket vibrated a few times, but then fell silent again when no one answered.

"what!"

He screamed and suddenly opened his narrow blue eyes, only to see the dark cave ceiling and the faint, warm glow of firelight.

He sat up, staring blankly at the blanket that had slipped off his body as he moved, and surveyed his surroundings.

This is in a very safe cave.

He got this information from looking at his surroundings.

The flames crackled as they burned the wood, sending up tiny sparks.

He looked down at his hands and saw that they were bandaged. Then he felt something on his forehead, so he reached out and touched his forehead and felt something wet.

He took it down and found it was a folded, damp handkerchief, still slightly warm from his body temperature.

Shui Qi was about to get out of bed when she was startled by a sudden, crisp sound and froze in place.

"You'd better rest now." The voice was so familiar; it was hard to forget it.

“Daolin…” Shui Qi murmured.

Dao Lin appeared at the cave entrance, carrying a rabbit by its ear in one hand and a dusty gray cloth bag in the other.

"Hmm? What do you want me to do?" He raised an eyebrow slightly, his icy blue eyes gazing at Shui Qi with a hint of complexity.

"It's alright," Shui Qi said softly.

Dao Lin looked coldly at Shui Qi and said sarcastically, "High-intensity work, staying up all night, strenuous exercise, severe cold, muscle strain, bone dislocation, wound infection, and persistent high fever. You should thank your strong genes for not dying suddenly and only suffering from a high fever. You didn't kill yourself with all that."

Shui Qi wanted to say something, but suddenly didn't know how to start.

Dao Lin placed the wild rabbit and a dusty cloth bag in front of the fire, then walked over to Shui Qi, placed the back of his hand on Shui Qi's forehead for a few seconds before putting it down.

"Since we don't have any temperature measuring tools, let's use the simplest and most useless method to take a temperature, although it won't do much good. We should have used a forehead sticker, but putting a forehead sticker on you feels a bit disgusting for some reason, and we're not that close, so let's forget about it. Although taking a temperature with the back of your hand isn't very effective, you can still feel something." Dao Lin took the wet handkerchief from Shui Qi's hand and said slowly.

"Then..." Shui Qi was interrupted by Dao Lin after only uttering one word.

"Your fever hasn't gone down yet, don't even think about it." Dao Lin glanced coldly at Shui Qi, then walked to a bucket of melted snow water, soaked his handkerchief, and wrung it out.

Sensing Dao Lin's tone, Shui Qi said softly, "Brother Dao Lin seems a bit more forceful than before."

"Lie down, patient, just rest. I'll tell you what happened in the dungeon while you were unconscious after your fever breaks." Dao Lin pressed Shui Qi's shoulder and pushed him back, then placed a folded, damp handkerchief on his forehead.

"Hmm..." Shui Qi obediently lay down and responded, then realized that something was not quite right.

Daolin walked to the fire, squatted down, and took out a rhomboid crystal flower from the dusty cloth bag. It was more like an unopened lily carved from crystal than a flower, and it was full of artistic beauty from any angle.

"What is this?" Shui Qi asked, having never seen such a crystal lily before.

"The 'Innocent' is a variant of the lily. All the lilies you see in this world are of this variety, named for its purity and innocence. It is made entirely of ice crystals and only blooms under specific conditions," Dao Lin said slowly, stroking the sharp roots of the 'Innocent'.

"A specific situation?" Shui Qi was slightly taken aback and asked subconsciously.

"Still alive." He placed his hand on the rabbit, feeling its still-beating heartbeat and warm body temperature, his expression slightly complicated.

Before Shui Qi could speak, Dao Lin raised Wu Gou high and then plunged it into the rabbit's heart.

Crimson blood flowed down the roots, across the crystal branches, and into the flower buds, staining them a deep crimson. The petals slowly unfurled amidst this crimson, displaying the beauty of life. However, this beauty arose only at the cost of other creatures' lives, making it undeniably malevolent.

After fully blooming, the color of 'Pure' gradually darkened from scarlet to a blackish-red that was almost black, as if blood had congealed, just like a black lily.

"What kind of malicious way of blooming is this?" Shui Qi frowned slightly and said in a low voice.

"This flower will eventually display different colors depending on the color of the blood it produces, but there are only two versions. Colorless blood produces white petals, while colored blood produces black petals. The flower also has different names before and after it blooms."

While 'Mugou' is the general name for this variety, the inhabitants of this world prefer to call it 'Mugou' before it blooms. After blooming, the white-petaled variety is called 'White Mugou', also known as 'Lillia,' and the black-petaled variety is called 'Black Mugou', also known as 'Lillia (or Lycia)'. These correspond perfectly to the white and black lilies we remember.

(End of this chapter)