Regarding the matter of awakening lightning abilities after transformation

Although awakened individuals possess physical attributes and talents far exceeding those of ordinary people, they must also endure constant torment. The stinging pain, like worms gnawing at her, in the air and under the sunlight, almost numbed Gu Cheng. Even Su Wanxi, her husband, could hardly comprehend this kind of suffering.

"Having fused with a partially cocooned descendant, possessing dual abilities, and undergoing high-level life modification, it's truly remarkable that Miss Gu has been able to remain true to herself despite such a rich experience..."

Ying Qiuhuai's eyelashes trembled as she let the gentle sunlight fall on her skirt. Beneath the chair, her smooth, fair legs shimmered with a soft glow, like a dream.

"You are strong enough."

So powerful that they could face suffering head-on, never succumbing to depravity and losing their humanity, becoming monsters without moral boundaries.

Throughout her long life, Gu Cheng may not have been the absolute best, but she was certainly one of the most outstanding.

“Miss Ying…” Gu Cheng hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, and finally decided to ask.

Why...why are you helping us?

Ying Qiuhuai, a creature descended from Jormungandr, the serpent encircling Midgard, should stand on Nidhogg's side and become an accomplice in the latter's invasion of the mortal world based solely on this identity.

Upon hearing this, the woman lowered her eyes, her slender white fingers gently resting on her thigh. To her right was the small dining table that Gu Cheng had just used for his meal, with a glass vase in the center, where two pale yellow lilies bloomed quietly, facing the sunlight.

Ying Qiuhuai looked at the flower, her dark golden vertical pupils slowly closing.

"I want to give the land beneath my feet a chance to fight back."

She is willing to accept victory or defeat.

“I was born into this world thousands of years ago and have walked alongside humankind ever since.”

"I have witnessed the rise and fall of countless civilizations. The endless flames of war burned from Mesopotamia all the way to the banks of the Nile. Asia Minor, after its golden age, descended into chaos, and the Ottoman Empire, established by the Turks, seized the opportunity to rise, successfully conquering Constantinople and declaring the end of the Byzantine Empire. Under the ravages of the Black Death, the French army captured Calais and reclaimed all its territory, and the First Industrial Revolution closed the door to the Middle Ages. Meanwhile, its archenemy, the once-mighty British Empire, met its end after World War I. The entire European continent groveled before the behemoth nurtured by the Ruhr region. Not long after, in a distant ancient land in the East, the cycle of dynasties came to an end, and a nation belonging solely to its people was slowly born..."

"People fight and attract each other. Some are like candlelight, some are like stars. Their existence is fleeting to the immortal race. Life is short, but it can emit a light as bright as a flint."

Even Jormungandr, the mortal serpent from the rift, eventually transformed into the Harvest Serpent named "Ying," who protected the people of the region.

Ying Qiuhuai raised her eyes, her fingertips gently tracing the petals, water droplets seeping into her skin along the veins, and she curved her lips into a smile, her expression one of unprecedented tenderness.

"If I had to give a reason, it would be that I like it here."

She has witnessed the accumulation of human civilization in the past, and now she sees the budding of a new era.

After a long silence, Gu Cheng moved her pink lips a few times, her amber eyes reflecting the woman's stunning face, and she gently bit her lip: "Thank you, Miss Ying."

Upon hearing this, Ying Qiuhuai simply shook her head, her smooth hair shimmering with light. She got up to add some water to the flowers and said gently, "Why are you thanking me?"

"Those who can truly save the world are those who, like you, sacrifice themselves one after another."

You are the only light in the long night.

Seeing the two people on the hospital bed lost in thought, Ying Qiuhuai did not disturb them. She folded her hands and quietly looked out the window. The sky was a clear blue, and the warm sunlight shone on the glass, refracting into bright rainbows.

"By the way, Gu Cheng."

"I hope you can promise me one thing."

Gu Cheng was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, but quickly looked up at Ying Qiuhuai, who took out a key from her bag. The bronze metal gleamed under the light.

"I have something very important to me at No. 34 Langya Road. Could you please ask Miss Gu to keep it safe for me?"

For some reason, Gu Cheng suddenly recalled her first meeting with Ying Qiuhuai, in that secluded ancient castle filled with bamboo slips, porcelain, crowns, and inscriptions.

"Okay." She agreed softly, without even asking what was inside Ying Qiuhuai. She took the key; the metal was slightly cool, and the handle still retained a little warmth.

"It's a hundred years. I might come to collect it earlier, but I will definitely not extend it."

After speaking, she straightened her legs, creating a fragrant breeze.

"Don't worry about your lifespan. You two were both high-level awakened beings. You will start to age after eighty, and at the very least, you will live for two cycles of sixty years."

Ying Qiuhuai walked to the door and placed his hand on the armrest. Gu Cheng suddenly had a premonition that she would never see him again in this life, so she touched Su Wanxi's dark hair and her pink lips parted.

"Miss Ying, are you ready to start a new chapter in your life?"

After hearing this, the woman turned her head and smiled very gently at Gu Cheng, pressing her hand firmly on the armrest.

"Well, if one day you see me like this, it proves that we are destined to meet."

"Perhaps I will take the initiative to approach you because of the kinship we share."

As she finished speaking, Ying Qiuhuai's tone became slightly amused. Before Gu Cheng could say anything more, she opened the door and walked away in her leather boots.

"..."

After a long while, Gu Cheng snapped out of her thoughts and turned around to find Su Wanxi sitting upright on the bed. Her dark hair covered her collarbone, her pink lips were red and alluring, and her slender figure was faintly visible under her oversized hospital gown.

Su Wanxi reached out and wrapped her arms around Gu Cheng's waist, resting her forehead slowly on her fragrant shoulder, her breath sweet as orchids.

"Orange, it's all over..."

Feeling Su Wanxi's warm and soft embrace, Gu Cheng pursed her lips, her fair wrist moving up her back, her fingertips landing on the woman's smooth and delicate butterfly bones. She gently caressed them, like a renowned master of traditional Chinese painting, her brushstrokes delicate and full of twists and turns.

"Su Wanwan..."

It murmured softly and melodiously, like a nightingale.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Su Wanxi turned her head and kissed Gu Cheng's two delicate lips, her soft hand resting against his chin, gently supporting her lover.

Only when their lips and teeth were still fragrant did they finally stop. Su Wanxi looked at those clear, watery eyes that were so close to hers, and her body suddenly felt hot. If she weren't in the hospital, she would have really wanted to just pin Gu Cheng down on the bed and take advantage of him.

As someone she liked, Gu Cheng was also aroused by Su Wanxi's little gestures, but she still retained a sliver of rationality, blushing and saying sweetly, "Wanwan...lock the door first..."

Just want to be intimate a little longer, without going all the way.

The girl convinced herself of this.

Chapter 431, Section 439: You Are My One and Only Favorite

The days I spent in the hospital flew by.

Gu Cheng had almost no ties except for Su Wanxi, so naturally not many people went to visit her. Qin Kexin, Jiang Xuewei, and Song Shiyan were the only people she could count on one hand.

What surprised Gu Cheng the most was Wang Yuxin. This quiet-looking adjutant had not been affected by the gunfire and sent her gifts such as donkey-hide gelatin and honey. It was almost as if she had bought a whole set of women's health products and given them away.

According to Wang Yuxin, Captain Gu usually takes good care of her, so this little thing is nothing. Seeing that Su Wanxi was also there, he exchanged a few pleasantries and then left.

As soon as the person left, Su Wanxi immediately whispered in Gu Cheng's ear, asking her sourly what she had been taking care of.

“Miss Wang has low strength and is easily injured, so I often have her follow along.”

"It was just the captain taking care of the team members, nothing else."

Gu Cheng, with a strong survival instinct, drew a clear line, rubbing his head against Su Wanxi's chest. The latter ruffled her lover's smooth, silky brown hair and gave a light hum.

"That's good."

After speaking, she got up to pour hot water, preparing to soak some propolis and red dates for her lover. The former is antibacterial and nourishing, while the latter nourishes the blood and calms the mind, both of which are very beneficial to the body.

Gu Cheng rested his chin on his hands, his cheeks flushed, as he looked at his fiancée who was busy taking care of him, and his heart was filled with sweetness.

Although her Su Wanwan is very jealous, she's still easy to coax.

Su Wanxi opened the package and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the other person's deep and passionate gaze. Her hand paused slightly, but she quickly smiled again, her beautiful eyelashes fluttering gently like a brush.

"Orange, if you keep looking at me like that, I might easily misunderstand..."

Those gentle, brown eyes were full of concern, like the morning sun illuminating amber, exquisite yet unaware of their own beauty. Su Wanxi couldn't help but want to moisten her eyes, preferably until they were misty and hazy.

"What misunderstanding?" Gu Cheng fluttered her eyelashes a few times, asking knowingly. "My Su Wanwan is beautiful and kind-hearted, I can never get enough of looking at her."

Ignoring Gu Chengyan's inner monologue about her being slick, Gu Chengtan opened her mouth and continued praising her relentlessly: "Not only does she speak so many languages, but she also plays the piano well, is good at running a company, and her looks are absolutely stunning..."

"Most importantly, she's incredibly kind to me, and I really like her."

As Su Wanxi listened, she placed the tea on the bedside table, leaned down and kissed Gu Cheng, silencing the girl's sweet words.

They kissed until they were breathless. Gu Cheng pushed Su Wanxi away, and the woman reluctantly let go, her cherry lips red and alluring, as if she had applied a layer of richly colored lip gloss.

Gu Cheng reached out and brushed the stray hairs from her neck. The breeze soothed the heat. Turning her head, she suddenly heard Su Wanxi whisper something. Without thinking, she asked directly.

"Su Wanwan, what are you saying?"

The woman looked at her meaningfully, her expression gentle: "I've discovered that Orange really does have a sweet tongue."

In every sense of the word.

Looking at the other person's unbelievably beautiful features, Gu Cheng blushed again, rubbed her delicate hands in front of her eyes, and spat lightly.

"Su Wanwan, you're talking nonsense again."

She didn't even wear lipstick, so how could she be sweet?

Halfway through her rebuttal, Gu Cheng recalled her kiss with Su Wanxi earlier. Her lips were cool, soft, and sweet with a light fragrance.

She wasn't joking. Realizing this, Gu Cheng's face flushed even more, almost burning up to her ears.

Su Wanxi pretended not to see it, casually brushed aside the stray hairs hanging on Gu Cheng's forehead, and gently pinched her earlobe.

"Cheng...then tell me, who's prettier, me or Miss Ying?"

Here comes the potentially disastrous question.

Gu Cheng did not hesitate at all, and her tone was surprisingly firm.

"you."

"Why?" Su Wanxi asked back.

As the proud eldest daughter of the Su family, and with her mother being the most beautiful woman in Beidu, Su Wanxi has always been confident in her appearance. However, if her opponent is Ying Qiuhuai, the Jormungandr who has transformed his own form and is infinitely close to beauty, she will be much more confident.

She wasn't actually that confident.

"What do you mean 'why'? My Wanwan is just prettier than her."

Gu Cheng placed his soft hand in his fiancée's palm and leaned his body against her, like a clingy ragdoll cat. Upon seeing this, a sentence suddenly popped into Su Wanxi's mind.

My wife thinks I am beautiful because she loves me.

Because of her bias, she has a biased perspective and may never get a completely objective and rational answer from Gu Cheng.

However, this feeling is not bad at all.

.......

After leaving the hospital, Su Wanxi first accompanied Gu Cheng to the logistics department, where their weapons and equipment were stored.

The assault rifle and high explosives had already been recovered by the military, leaving Gu Cheng with only a Colt Python that had run out of bullets and an alloy Tang sword with a nick.