Why did you provoke me?

Niannian walked happily, and Jing San and Hua Shulang both turned around and glanced back.

The long-haired man did not follow.

Niannian practically ran back to the dense forest, her excitement leaving Jing San and Hua Shulang somewhat bewildered.

There was still a long way to go. Niannian called out, "Fourth Sister, I'm back."

Yu Meng looked up at Niannian running towards her, her eyes softening. So happy, must something good have happened?

Niannian ran up to her, bent down, and whispered, "Fourth Sister, that person has been parasitized by a new alien, and my Little Grey really likes it. Just one person, and I feel like my energy has increased."

After saying that, she looked at Yu Meng with bright eyes. "I want to go to the battlefield he went to."

Yu Meng pointed to her face, "What happened here?"

Speaking of this, Niannian laughed, "Oh, that person didn't like my face because it was made of crying noodles, so they wouldn't let me in. I had to find another one."

Niannian held Yu Meng's hand, "Fourth Sister, you still haven't told me if my idea is good or not?"

"So you asked?"

"Of course I didn't ask. I'm not stupid. Asking would just prove I have ulterior motives, wouldn't it?"

Yu Meng nodded, "Then let's wait a little longer."

Niannian froze, "Wait, wait for what?"

"Wait for him to come to you again."

"Huh?" Niannian was confused.

Hua Shulang watched coldly as the sisters whispered to each other for a while before going about their own business. Her heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, finally settled down.

Jing San sat there, looking at Hua Shulang's appearance, "I already said, Niannian is very strong, it's just that she's not as dazzling under Teacher Yu's halo."

Hua Shulang didn't say anything, as long as everything was alright. He then began to use his only remaining thread to perform the lifting motion again.

……

in the tent.

The long-haired man looked at the man on the bed, and gradually slowed down his movements until he stopped completely.

"Can you speak?"

The man opened his mouth and uttered a single word with difficulty: "Yes."

The long-haired man pushed the food forward again. "Would you like some more?"

Looking at the food in front of him, the man on the bed felt a fishy, ​​foul smell. He tried to suppress it and covered his mouth and nose with his hand.

Finally, he broke down and vomited violently, filling the room with a nauseating stench. The long-haired man quickly left the room.

Standing outside the tent, his eyes were unfathomable. Could it be that the little girl really cured him? How could that be? So many bone-drawing masters couldn't solve this problem, how did she manage it?

He called someone in to tidy up, then had someone continue to observe, and he did not enter the tent again.

He stepped into the tent next door, where the people inside looked at him anxiously. "How is he? Can he be cured?"

"Tell them to prepare. He's not eating anymore, and he even vomited."

"Really? That's great!" One person hurriedly came out of the tent.

The young man sitting to the side pushed a cup of tea toward the long-haired man. "Sir, thank you for your help."

"I also bear responsibility for your father's situation. I never expected the aliens in that place to have changed so much."

"Sir, how can this be your fault? There are too many uncertainties on the battlefield. I tried to persuade my father, but you know I couldn't."

"Your father may have had his reasons," the long-haired man said, picking up his teacup.

"Sir, you say the same thing."

The long-haired man stopped speaking.

After a long while, the young man spoke again, "Sir, do you know which faction's bone painter this is? Could you recruit him into our faction?"

The long-haired man shook his head. "I didn't ask."

"Should I have someone investigate?"

"Don't rush to investigate," the long-haired man said softly after considering for a moment. "The original agreement was that if she was cured, they would have control of the Fourth Battlefield. Now that she's cured, that agreement is fulfilled."

The young man's hand, holding the teacup, froze in mid-air. "Sir, what do you mean by that? Does my father need additional payment for treatment?"

The long-haired man thought about Niannian's appearance and the shrewdness in her eyes, and he felt that it was very likely.

"Chen Ming, I'm just giving you some preparation."

"This, this..." He slammed the teacup down on the table in frustration. "People shouldn't be so greedy. If they really did that, wouldn't they choke to death?"

The long-haired man glanced at him indifferently. "I'm just reminding you. I can tell from the person who came out with her that they're not weak. Besides, she herself said that her sister is in seclusion in the dense forest."

"Seclusion? In this place?" Chen Ming was genuinely surprised.

The long-haired man nodded.

The young man stood up and bowed to the long-haired man, saying, "Please teach me, sir."

The long-haired man shook his head. "I can't teach you."

From the beginning, he said to just send someone over; anyone who dares to offer such a large stake must be extraordinary.

But the young man disagreed, saying that as a father, he couldn't be the one being studied.

That's how the man in the luxurious tent came to be the experimental subject he specially cultivated in order to obtain results.

Having said his piece and drunk his tea, the long-haired man left and returned to his residence.

The next morning, before Yu Meng and the others had even had breakfast, the roar of airplanes could be heard from afar.

Everyone looked up at the sky with curiosity.

Niannian asked softly, "Fourth Sister, is this what you asked me to wait for?"

"Get ready, someone will probably be here soon."

Niannian's eyes lit up. "Are there other people like that coming?"

"Let Jing Ancheng go with you today. Let him set the terms. You just need to absorb the alien energy."

"Okay."

Jing Ancheng nodded. "Don't worry, leave it to me."

Niannian looked at Jing Ancheng and said, "I have no other requests, I just want to go to the place where they infected the aliens."

Jing San and Hua Shulang coughed at the same time.

She glared at them with dissatisfaction, "You can absorb the aliens there too? Do you want to double-check whether you coughed at the right time?"

"Niannian, I just covered my mouth, it was all Hua Shulang's voice that came out," Jing San hurriedly shifted the blame.

Nian Nian cast a disapproving glance at Hua Shulang, who hurriedly explained, "My throat was just itchy, I couldn't help it, I'll definitely be more careful next time."

Niannian snorted and turned to start eating.

Hua Shulang subtly kicked Jing San with her foot. How could you betray your brother at such a crucial moment?

Jing San's hand, holding chopsticks, was typing a code in the air: "I'll teach you how to absorb energy later."

The flowers are sparse and quiet, that's more like it.

Sure enough, around 7 o'clock, someone came in, but it wasn't the long-haired man. He explained his purpose and handed over a large box, saying, "These are some little trinkets for you to play with in your spare time."

Niannian glanced at him indifferently, "You should know the reward I received for saving someone yesterday. I won't refuse to save someone today, but we need to discuss the reward upfront."

The man bowed and nodded. "My young master said that as long as you are willing, the reward is not a problem, and everything can be discussed."

The words "young master" became the focus of Niannian's attention. For the young master to step forward, it must be someone of even higher status than him. The reward couldn't be too low; after all, asking for too little would be beneath his stature!