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It seems I misunderstood her.

"Oh dear, A-Zhao's injury hasn't healed yet. The General Strategy Office has approved that she doesn't need to participate in any events above Level B for the next two weeks, so stop teasing her!" Xia Zhifei explained earnestly on her behalf.

Song Lingge said helplessly, "I know, I won't do it again next time."

It was probably because of Xia Zhifei's delicate and lovely face, and her relatively petite height, that Lu Zhao could tell that Song Lingge, who always wore a gentle mask when facing him, would pamper her more.

That's why beautiful women are loved wherever they go.

Feeling a little guilty, Lu Zhao scratched her face and was about to apologize when Song Lingge reached out and pressed her arm first, saying, "It's alright, Captain."

As she spoke, she turned around and pressed a button somewhere. The scene before her eyes began to disappear rapidly, and in its place appeared a relaxation area.

Very well, she wasn't surprised at all.

In a good mood, Xia Zhifei pulled Song Lingge to a two-person booth and sat down. She even winked at Lu Zhao, who was standing there in a daze, and said, "Zhao, find a seat for yourself!"

Well, she's become superfluous.

Lu Zhao shook his head and chuckled. His gaze shifted and he spotted a bar not far away. He turned to the two women who were chatting happily and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

"I'll just have a glass of water," Song Lingge replied.

"You know what I want to drink, hurry up and come back!" Xia Zhifei didn't stand on ceremony with her at all, showing a bit of a spoiled young lady's temper at this moment.

So, what exactly does Miss Xia like to drink?

Deeply disgusted with his own foolish act of digging a hole for himself, Lu Zhao's lips twitched before he slowly walked to the bar and began to stare blankly at the dazzling array of drinks in front of him.

Try to recall, the original owner of this body loved Xia Zhifei like a child, so there must be memories related to that!

She closed her eyes, adjusting her breathing rhythm to match her heartbeat, and involuntarily drifted into memories.

To the two women not far away, this scene became proof that their Captain Lu had started to daydream again.

"Ah Zhao seems to be spacing out lately, I'll go call her!"

Xia Zhifei said worriedly, and was about to get up, but Song Lingge stopped her in time, "Wait a minute, when did the captain start having this condition?"

"Probably...it started yesterday?" She thought for a moment, "Yesterday, A-Zhao was peeling lobsters for me while spacing out. Several times he didn't even hear what I was saying. This has never happened before."

Upon hearing this, Song Lingge glanced thoughtfully at Lu Zhao, who was still standing there without moving, and a worried look appeared between her brows: "The captain has indeed worked hard over the years. In our team, only she and Messiah have stayed the longest."

"You mean, A-Zhao is under too much pressure?" Xia Zhifei cautiously turned around, looked at her for a while, and then asked, "Should we ask A-Zhao for leave so she can rest for a while longer?"

“Even if we ask her for leave now, she won’t agree. You know the captain’s temper; once she’s stubborn, no one can persuade her.” Song Lingge shook her head and sighed. “Let’s wait until we recruit someone new. But remember, during this time, we should try to go along with her and not make her angry, understand?”

Xia Zhifei nodded seriously: "Yes, I will!"

Chapter Twenty-Two: Girl, wanna eat lemons?

Seeing the lemonade that the person in front of her was eagerly serving her, Miss Xia almost regretted her promise on the spot.

"What's wrong?" Lu Zhao blinked, looking at Xia Zhifei, whose face had turned ashen in an instant, with a puzzled expression.

In the fragments of memory she just recalled, the original owner of this body used to frequently serve lemonade to the young lady, so there shouldn't be anything wrong with her taking it.

Song Lingge quickly spoke up to help her out: "Let me drink this cup, Xia, you can just drink my water."

After switching their cups, Song Lingge reluctantly pulled Lu Zhao down to her side and whispered, "You know Xia is allergic to lemons, so don't serve her any next time."

ha?

Lu Zhao stared blankly at the cup covered with a whole slice of lemon. Good heavens, it turns out that the original owner in his memory wasn't being considerate to the little sister, but was playing a prank?

"I..." She was about to explain, but after thinking about it, she felt it was better to keep quiet. At this moment, the more she said, the more mistakes she would make.

She sat quietly to one side, holding a glass of water and taking a few sips. Although it wasn't very obvious, she always felt that the two people next to her were watching her intentionally or unintentionally.

These two people, one a childhood sweetheart and the other a deputy, should be extremely familiar with the original owner. Could it be that her actions just now caused her to be exposed?

She looked up nervously and met Xia Zhifei's gaze, who was secretly watching her. Both of them panicked and quickly looked away.

"Oh no, Sister Song," Xia Zhifei asked in a panicked whisper, "A-Zhao caught me spying on her. Do you think she'll be angry?"

Song Lingge asked, puzzled: "Angry?"

"Yes! Let me tell you, when Ah Zhao was little, she didn't know how serious allergies were. Whenever she was upset with me, she would give me lemon water. Even though she knew I wouldn't drink it, the message she was sending me was that she was very angry and that I should go and coax her quickly!"

This... that captain actually has such a childish side?

Song Lingge was speechless for a moment, then finally said, "She was young then and didn't understand what allergies were, but now..."

"So I don't understand what she meant either." Xia Zhifei stared at the glass of lemonade for a while with a wronged expression.

Since that incident, her Ah Zhao has become very attentive and sensitive, completely unlike his former self.

Previously, she thought that Lu Zhao had undergone a sudden change and it was normal for her personality to change. But now, Lu Zhao... although she is a little different from her in the past two years, she seems to be closer to the Lu Zhao before she turned eighteen.

To be honest, this makes Xia Zhifei nostalgic.

"Um..." Lu Zhao, who hadn't heard the conversation between the two at all, couldn't stand the inexplicably awkward atmosphere and stood up uncomfortably. "If I don't have anything else to do today, I'll go to the hospital to get checked out first."

The two exchanged a glance, and Xia Zhifei quickly ran up to her: "Let's go together!"

"I still have to go to the logistics department to have them check the selection criteria a bit, so I won't be going with you." Song Lingge smiled generously, nodded slightly to the two of them, and then got up and left.

Lu Zhao watched her leave, then looked down at Xia Zhifei's arm that was tightly clasped around his, and sighed softly, "Alright, don't wander around when we get to the hospital."

"I'm not a child!" Xia Zhifei wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction.

But the original owner of this body treated you like a child.

If I take over the original body and treat the people around her badly, then when I leave and the original body returns, she will definitely feel bad too.

Thinking this, she gave a gentle smile: "Let's go."

……

The hospital was bustling with activity during the day. As it was the only hospital within several kilometers that accepted Eldar, it was quite different from other ordinary hospitals.

"Ordinary citizens, please line up on the left to get a number; Elven race members, please line up on the right to get a number!"

"Don't crowd, don't fight, everyone be friendly and take your numbers in line! That elf kid, don't cut in line!"

"Hey, security guard! There's a minor conflict between civilians and the Elven race here. Come and mediate!"

As soon as Lu Zhao entered the hospital, he was startled by the medical staff at the registration desk in the lobby who were shouting through a megaphone.

When she arrived earlier, it was already evening, and there weren't many patients at the hospital, so this chaotic scene, resembling a vegetable market, was something she had never seen before.

"Ah Zhao, let's go straight to the fourth floor." Xia Zhifei couldn't stand the atmosphere either, so he tugged at her sleeve and led her to the elevator next to the registration desk.

Lu Zhao stood there for a while, feeling a surge of complex emotions welling up from the bottom of his heart, before obediently following Xia Zhifei into the elevator.

Although countries around the world now acknowledge the existence of the Eldar and have been working to protect their living space in recent years, the fear of the Eldar among ordinary people has not been able to be reversed in just a few years.

Come to think of it, everyone starts out as an ordinary person, and everyone is working hard and competing fiercely. Why should you be the one who awakens some kind of psychic power and enjoy government protection?

Moreover, according to the data, most of the Spirit Race awakens only some insignificant abilities, such as the bizarre ability that Lu Zhao saw before, which was the rapid aging of gods.

Therefore, in recent years, news of conflicts between ordinary people and Eldar has been frequent. With psionic energy being of little use, Eldar often do not have the upper hand in fights with ordinary people.

As for the few powerful spirits, such as Lu Zhao, they are either recruited by spirit management bureaus around the world or become their adversaries.

For example, the villainous organization Alien in the game.

As the elevator slowly ascended, the noise from the first floor finally disappeared. Lu Zhao was about to breathe a sigh of relief when her body subconsciously released a layer of flames, enveloping her and Xia Zhifei together.

Are there enemies?

She immediately became alert, quickly scanning the area around the elevator before finally fixing her gaze on the top of the elevator.

"Ah Zhao?" Xia Zhifei looked up at her, confused.

As the elevator dinged to indicate that it had reached its floor, Lu Zhao made a snap decision and pushed Xia Zhifei out the door!

The next second, a gust of wind suddenly broke through the protective layer outside the top of the elevator, and a figure enveloped in the storm rushed straight towards Lu Zhao at an extremely fast speed!

Lu Zhao's eyes narrowed, and white flames instantly condensed on her body, transforming into a giant fist. She took a step forward and threw a punch, directly colliding with the figure. A loud bang was heard during the violent collision.

A strong tremor caused everyone in the hospital to turn their heads in the direction from which the sound came.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Admitted to the Hospital

The elevator plummeted rapidly, sparks flying and lightning streaking along the way, accompanied by a constant, grating sound. Suddenly, all the walls and lights went out, leaving only the stark contrast of the storm's dark blue and the flames' white, each occupying half of the elevator space.

"hiss!"

Lu Zhao, who was only able to resist with his right hand, gradually became weak and had to use his left hand, which had not yet recovered.

If she weren't still unable to use psionic powers skillfully, she would never be in such a passive position now.

She looked up, trying to make out the figure enveloped in the storm, and was stunned when she saw it.

Taking advantage of this opening, the black and blue storm surrounding the opponent suddenly intensified, slamming Lu Zhao's legs to the ground—

As the numbers on the elevator display screen plummeted to the hospital's basement level, a loud "boom" resounded as the elevator crashed heavily to the ground, as if the entire building had been shaken.

"What happened?"

"Run!"

The panicked crowd no longer cared about the difference between the Elven race and humans, and rushed towards the hospital gate.

On the fourth floor, Xia Zhifei, who had been pushed out of the elevator by Lu Zhao, no longer cared about her image. With the timely help of Messiah, she hurriedly ran towards the elevator entrance and called out to the seemingly bottomless elevator shaft, "Ah Zhao!"

Her voice echoed in the elevator shaft. Xia Zhifei looked around for a while, and seeing no one responding, she quickly turned back to Messiah and said, "Quick! Let's go down and take a look!"

“Well… I can’t jump down either,” Messiah said, looking very troubled.

"No need to get down!"

Suddenly, a panting voice came from below.

Xia Zhifei was stunned for a moment, then a relieved smile finally appeared on her face. She immediately lay down on the ground and called out to the people below, "A-Zhao, are you alright?"

Of course something happened!

Lu Zhao struggled to climb out of the nearly deformed elevator. Her left cheek was deformed, blood was dripping from the corner of her mouth, her body was trembling slightly, her right palm was covered with wounds, and even the bone was faintly visible. Her body was covered with dust and ash, and she looked extremely disheveled.

In addition, behind her was a man whose face was covered in blood and who had lost consciousness.

Using all his strength, Lu Zhao pulled the man out of the rubble. Gasping for breath, he looked up at the cars honking incessantly around him, a relieved smile on his face, before collapsing to the ground, completely exhausted.