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

Chapter 743, Sections 2.7 and 28: La Somésmia: The Crown

The image of the young man being pierced through the chest by a spear flashed in his icy blue eyes, and his pupils contracted sharply.

He subconsciously looked at the girl behind him.

"Ye Gui, help me," Dao Lin pleaded.

Shui Qi may die, but he absolutely cannot die here.

The Strategist Association needs Shui Qi to keep them in check. The current situation between players cannot be changed, otherwise they will only face an even more desperate situation.

With her cool, silver eyes fixed on Dao Lin for a moment, Mu Ye Gui reached out and grabbed his wrist.

With his fair fingertips tracing the gold watch chain, Daolin pulled out the pocket watch and turned the hands without hesitation.

Time reverses at this moment.

"Hurry...they're catching up with us." Shui Qi said, leading the little girl forward. Even though he was weak and in pain, he held tightly to the Destiny Clay Tablet and never handed it to the little girl.

The pursuers behind them were increasing in number and getting closer.

They were eventually caught up with.

Shui Qi turned his head slightly, his narrow blue eyes reflecting a sharp spear. He subconsciously pushed the little girl away.

A crisp 'ding' sound rang out; it was the sound of weapons clashing.

Her long, misty gray hair shone softly like moonlight under the aurora. Mu Yegui glanced back at Shui Qi, her skirt swaying slightly, and her fair feet kicked the spear in two, shattering the skeleton's bones.

Shui Qi was in excruciating pain, but she relaxed the moment she saw Mu Yegui, and then fainted.

The clay tablet of destiny fell from Shui Qi's exhausted hand, bounced a few times, and landed at the little girl's feet.

"In short, we made it in time," Daolin said with a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the item was still usable, and it was also fortunate that he didn't have a habit of relying on items, otherwise he really wouldn't know what to do.

The maximum time that can be rewound is 12 hours; beyond that, there is nothing that can be done.

It's not a panacea; it just happens to be within the range of what he can use, which is why he almost never uses this item.

First, he didn't want to rely on props; second, the conditions were harsh. Time rewinding involves rewinding the entire event as a whole, which is equivalent to traveling back in time to the past.

All he can change are the small things that are close at hand. He is powerless to change things that happen too far away, since he is only returning to that point in time, and his location cannot be changed at will.

Dao Lin took the Destiny Tablet from the little girl, and then took out the Pure Pearl and the Notebook from Shui Qi.

"As expected of him, he managed to accomplish something like this."

He carefully examined Shui Qi's current physical condition. "The genetic collapse disease has completely erupted, and surgery must be performed on the spot. Every second of delay will cause the failure rate to rise sharply."

"Ye Gui, please stall for time. I need to give Shui Qi time to perform the surgery."

Mu Yegui took a moment to nod to Dao Lin, then returned to the battle.

Dao Lin's fingers gently brushed against the Rubik's Cube by his ear, and a large white tent appeared on the spot.

"This is a sterile room I set up with props, specially prepared to prevent unexpected situations. I didn't expect it to actually come in handy." Dao Lin sighed softly, but it didn't seem so surprising if it was Shui Qi.

"Help me move him to the operating table, I'll prepare the tools."

Shui Qi received a gene stabilizer injection, but it wasn't a major problem. In fact, the injection after the outbreak was more beneficial for the surgery. Even if he didn't receive the injection, he would still be given a similar drug during the surgery, only the effect would be stronger than the one given to Shui Qi.

In a daze, Shui Qi seemed to regain consciousness for a moment. His narrow blue eyes stared at the glaring incandescent light. He tried to move his body, but he couldn't.

The pain is still there, but it's not as intense as before.

Dao Lin, wearing a mask, stood beside him, seemingly fiddling with something. "Dao Lin, I had a dream," Shui Qi said slowly.

Dao Lin paused slightly as he picked up the syringe, then gave a perfunctory reply, "Oh."

"Aren't you going to ask what you dreamed about?" Shui Qi said again.

"What did you dream about?" Dao Lin asked, following Shui Qi's words.

"That's so perfunctory." Shui Qi glanced at Dao Lin with disdain, then he recalled and said softly, "I think I dreamt that I died."

Dao Lin said with an annoyed look, "Wake up, how can anyone curse themselves to die these days?" Although he said that, Dao Lin knew that the dream Shui Qi mentioned had actually happened. Shui Qi had indeed died once, but he had used time reversal to save him.

I thought Shui Qi would not remember at all, but I didn't expect him to still have some impression.

Shui Qi frowned and said, "Hey! I told you it was a dream!"

Dao Lin sighed and casually asked, "Is he awake yet?"

He plunged the syringe needle into Shui Qi's arm when Shui Qi wasn't paying attention.

"I'm awake, ouch—it hurts!!" Shui Qi hissed.

"It won't hurt for long," Dao Lin said casually.

Shui Qi raised an eyebrow, surprised, and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to comfort people."

Dao Lin retorted, "How could that be? I just said I'm going to give you anesthesia right away, so you won't feel any pain once you're asleep."

Shui Qi: "..."

Seeing that Shui Qi was about to sit up, Dao Lin pressed down on Shui Qi's shoulder with one hand to fix him to the operating table.

He looked at Shui Qi with a smile and said slowly, "Don't move, watch me give birth to you."

Shui Qi was so angry that her vision went black and she immediately lost consciousness.

Zhu Yan, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow and asked calmly, "Did the anesthetic take effect, or did he faint from anger?"

"Hmm...who knows..." Dao Lin chuckled lightly, his meaning ambiguous.

"Jingzhu and the notes, I'm entrusting them to you to take back."

"Anything else?" Zhu Yan asked.

"That's all. Just hold on and don't take it away. Although we don't know when dawn will break, we can't just sit here and wait to die. Once Shui Qi's surgery is over, it's time to fight back."

That being said, the situation remains grim.

Dawn seemed like a distant dream.

Before leaving, Zhu Yan suddenly turned back to look at Dao Lin, "If laziness is you, then I'm not so disgusted by it."

Dao Lin was slightly taken aback. He shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I haven't reached that level of aptitude yet. After all, he is the God of Light, while I am just an ordinary person."

“Ordinary people cannot reach your level; you are like a god who manipulates the genes of biological evolution…” Zhu Yan’s expression was somewhat complicated. He gave Dao Lin a deep look before turning and leaving.

"..." Dao Lin remained silent; the only sounds in the sterile room were the crisp clinking of tools.

After a long while, words filled with complex emotions slowly drifted from the quiet sterile room.

"maybe."

(End of this chapter)