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Chapter 245 She's fed up and doesn't want to do it anymore.

Luo Heng fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion, but fortunately, after taking the medicine, her breathing gradually stabilized.

Fu Ying stood quietly by the bed, gazing down at Luo Heng's pale face, her lips unconsciously pursed.

Teng walked to her side, his gaze lingering on Luo Heng for a moment, his expression softening slightly, and then he said softly, "Aying, go and get some sleep. I'll watch over Luo Heng here. I'll call you as soon as he wakes up."

Now, only Luo Heng knows the news about Bai Cang and Qing Lan.

Fu Ying shook his head, turned to look at the relentless blizzard outside, and after a moment of silence said, "I need to go back to the Black Crocodile Swamp. You all stay here for now. Dan Yue, take these tents and let the tribesmen take shelter from the blizzard."

Dan Yue frowned, her delicate face full of disapproval: "We don't know if the beast tide has receded yet. What if you run into them if you go back now? Since Bai Cang and the others have already left, there's no need for them to go back and risk their lives!"

Fu Ying's expression remained unchanged; he simply looked back at Dan Yue with an unwavering determination in his eyes.

Dan Yue gazed at her quietly for a moment, her eyes softening, and finally she sighed softly, "I'll go back with you."

Fu Ying grasped Dan Yue's hand and whispered, "The Merfolk and their cubs need you to stay here more."

She looked at the increasingly thick snow outside the tent: "I'll be back soon. You take the tribesmen and clear the snow from this area first, otherwise, at this rate, even the tents will be submerged in a few days."

Seeing that Dan Yue was still frowning, Fu Ying softened her voice: "I promise you, I'll just go back and take a look. I won't clash with those orc tribes. Is that alright?"

Dan Yue pursed her thin lips tightly, and after a long while, she finally nodded with difficulty, but a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

His partner has always been decisive and opinionated, and once he has made up his mind, he will never change it.

Fu Ying gave Teng a few more brief instructions, unfolded the teleportation scroll, a golden light flashed, and the howling sea breeze suddenly disappeared. When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the Black Crocodile Swamp, but the strong smell of blood in the air made her frown involuntarily.

She stood in the center of the bamboo house, looking at the ruins spread out before her, her expression cold.

This place, which was the first place she considered "home" when she arrived on the Beastman Continent, was soon turned into ruins. Bamboo strips were scattered everywhere, broken into several pieces, and turned into debris in the soil.

The rattan curtains, pottery, and even the original decorations in the house were all shattered and trampled into powder.

As for animal hides and food, they were all looted, leaving a mess everywhere.

Fuying slowly closed his eyes and walked slowly through the broken walls and ruins. A moment later, a pale color pierced his eyes.

That was the bone ornament that Qinglan used to hang under the eaves all day long, but now, the bamboo house has collapsed, and the bone bell is lying quietly in the snow and mud, already broken into pieces.

She turned towards the stream, and half of Dan Yue's bamboo house had fallen into the pool.

She watched quietly for a moment, then walked to the edge of the beach.

The moment my foot touched the fine sand, a strange wave of air gently blew by, followed by a sound carried on the wind.

"Outside the Triangle Sea, in the city-state of Grumgar, I await you."

The voice was clear and gentle, unhurried yet carrying the weight of time, capable of cleansing away all the dust of the world.

“Grumgar City-State…” Fu Ying murmured the name softly, a dark ripple appearing in her eyes.

This land of Beishan was indeed like a desolate wasteland abandoned by the Beast God, just like the fallen orcs banished beneath Thorn Cliff. Yet, separated only by a sea, the orcs had already established a new civilization. Her gaze was fixed on the distance, as if she could see the vast coastline through the blizzard.

How ridiculous that such a vast chasm, from a primitive, uncivilized period to a rigidly hierarchical city-state, could be so easily divided by a single sea.

The wind and snow swirled the stray hairs at Fuying's temples as she slowly closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, all the emotions in them had settled, turning into a bottomless, icy pool.

Fu Ying's lips curled into a cold smile. The mission was clearly within reach, but someone had to interfere at this crucial moment. Ha, the city-state of Grumgar, is that it? Just what she wanted.

She squinted her eyes. She had originally planned to go to the outside of the Triangle Sea after the mission was over, but now the plan had been brought forward.

City-state civilization? Coincidentally, she's currently very interested in building a new city-state!
Fu Ying sneered, her alluring face filled with a chilling and ruthless murderous intent.

She's someone who just wants to relax and retire, but her retirement plans keep getting thwarted. She's always being forced to do things, and it's one thing to be manipulated by the "company," but she's also being led by the nose in her own little world.
Chapter 245 She got tired of it and didn't want to do it anymore.

She wants to redefine the rules!

Since I won't be myself anymore after retirement anyway, I might as well change my way of living.

The "frustrated strategy novel" is moving towards the direction of "strong female protagonist novel". Anyway, it's for retirement, and there's no rule that she can't change the situation. Wouldn't it be a more enjoyable way to retire?
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When Fuying returned to the coast, tents had already been set up, and the sand, cleared of snow, showed dark marks.

The merfolk now had shelter from the wind and snow, and they wrapped themselves in thick animal hides, gnawing on sizzling chunks of meat.

Someone caught a glimpse of Fuying returning and immediately greeted her cheerfully.

"The priestess has returned!"

Amidst the rising and falling greetings, the merfolk rose to their feet, arms crossed over their chests, displaying utmost reverence.

They knew very well that if it weren't for their chieftain's female being a shaman with divine powers, they would be suffering in the blizzard like the other sea beastmen, forced to leave the coast and search for caves to escape the storm.

You sat in the tent, gazing at Fuying's figure, your expression extremely complicated.

"Would you like some water?" Feng Hai asked softly, handing over a container made of seashells, with water rippling inside.

Ru shook her head, looked down at the fresh roasted meat in her hand, and gave a bitter smile: "In the past... I always felt sorry for my brother, thinking that he was deceived by Fuying and that he was very pitiful. But now it seems that it is actually a kind of luck for our Merfolk to meet Fuying."

Feng Hai's Adam's apple bobbed, and he was momentarily speechless.

Fu Ying was indeed an enemy of the Merfolk in the past, but now, in the blizzard, it is this former enemy who has sheltered them in a warm place, and Fu Ying has brought them new hope.

“We can’t go too far from the sea, Feng Hai. Tell me, where can we go in the future?” Ru didn’t pay attention to Feng Hai’s silence. Looking at the sea level receding at a visible speed, her voice was tight and she was very uneasy.

Feng Hai held Ru's hand and whispered, "As long as you follow the clan leader and the priestess, everything will be alright."

He had a premonition that, by following this shaman, the Merfolk might be able to carve out a new path for themselves on this cruel continent.

(End of this chapter)