My incredible luck and the girl I picked up

"Binglan..." Leng Yihan called out tentatively. Could it be that Binglan had already woken up...?

"..." There was still no reply. Leng Binglan kept her eyes closed, just like before.

"...Failed?" Kang Meng's sudden surge of hope vanished. "I thought you, this imposter, could do it...So you really are an imposter after all..."

"..." Leng Yihan didn't say a word, but just sat down somewhat dejectedly.

"What are you saying, Kang Meng? Your brother isn't some imposter. He is your brother. If you keep talking like this, I'm going to get angry." Leng Yihan suddenly raised her head. Leng Binglan didn't close her eyes; instead, she opened them and looked at the two of them with a slight smile.

"Bing, Binglan?!" Leng Yihan and Kang Meng were both stunned, staring blankly at Leng Binglan who was smiling with her eyes open.

"So... it's because you're not an imposter that I woke up. Thank you, brother, I love you the most!" Leng Binglan said, getting up and hugging Leng Yihan, ignoring the medical equipment still on her body.

"Ice blue..."

"Brother... thank you for always being there for me when I need you..."

A tear fell onto the floor of the hospital room...

Postscript

Volume Two is over! It concludes with 26.8 words and Chapter 200, "The Awakening of Cold Blue"!

Are you looking forward to the upcoming episodes? (No) Will you like it? (No) Will you continue watching? (No)

In the new volume, Fei Mei will also try her best to bring you a good story. There will still be times when I want to give up, especially towards the end when the performance is poor. Fei Mei really wants to give up, but with the sudden support of my readers and after realizing a big wish (to give the characters a proper ending), I am even more determined to give up.

Anyway, this book will absolutely not be abandoned, it will absolutely not be abandoned or have a bad ending because of some things. At most, it will have a bad ending because I wrote it badly! (Suddenly I want to cry, it's so badly written...)

I hope everyone will continue to support me. By the way, I'd like to let you know that the character design for Cold Blue is currently being drawn! It's so incredibly cute!

201 The Hunter

So dark...so gloomy...

Am I... going to die...?

"Ice Blue!"

Is that... my brother's voice...?

He barely managed to open his eyes. Leng Yihan was lying beside him, anxiously taking out her phone and dialing something.

I can't hear... but brother... are you worried about me...?

I can't... make him worry...

"It's nothing...brother...just a minor injury...it's nothing..."

Before he could finish his last words, it seemed that the movement had aggravated all his wounds, and he cried out in pain before he could even say the last words, "You can't kill me."

My consciousness grew even more blurred... What is my brother doing...? Am I really going to die? To die at the hands of such a nobody... What am I doing...?

Brother... don't worry... Binglan... everything will be alright...

"Brother... don't worry... I... won't die..."

After saying those words, it felt like I had exhausted all my strength. Darkness instantly overwhelmed my entire consciousness, and I was completely plunged into darkness.

I don't know how much time passed... but my consciousness returned...

Opening my eyes, what I saw was not the ceiling of a hospital ward, nor a pitch-black room, nor even hell, but a vast blue sky...

"You're awake?" A voice sounded beside me. Instinctively, I tried to sit up. No problem, but...

"Where's my... injury?" I muttered to myself, a little confused as to how I could get up without any injury at all.

"Don't worry, I've healed your injuries. But as a price for healing you, I want to play a game with you." Hearing someone speak, I looked up and saw a disheveled middle-aged man with a full beard.

Wait, wait... He wouldn't do anything weird with me, would he? No! Absolutely not—I'm the older brother!

"Pfft... What are you thinking?" The middle-aged man chuckled, as if he could read my mind. "Don't worry, I won't do anything strange to you."

"No... I, I didn't say anything?!" I retorted.

“Your face is all red, do you think I wouldn’t be able to tell what you’re thinking?” the middle-aged man said with a smile, but he quickly stopped smiling and looked at me seriously, saying, “Let’s not waste any more words, I want to play a game with you—hunting.”

"Hunting?" I tilted my head in confusion.

“Yes, you are the prey, and I am the hunter,” the middle-aged man said. “You can just call me…the hunter, and I don’t mind if you add ‘sir’ after me.”

"What does this mean..." Even though I asked this question, cold sweat was already pouring down my back. I understood perfectly well what this guy in front of me... this guy who called himself a hunter, was talking about.

He wanted to go hunting and become a real hunter...

The hunter didn't answer my question, but instead gave me a smile. Then he said gently, "Of course, if you survive for five hours during this hunt, I will send you away. If you are caught before you survive... then you will become a member of my collection. How about that?"

"Where...is this?" I had already looked around at the scene while the hunter was speaking. We were in the wild, and it didn't seem like the world I was in at all.

Especially that blue herb brimming with spiritual energy...

“This is my hunting ground,” the hunter said. “If you can survive for five hours or escape, you will be safe and sound.”

"Is that so... Do I have the right to refuse?" I looked at the hunter's face and said seriously.

"Are you kidding me, my friend? If prey that comes to the hunting grounds can't escape the hunter's grasp, what's the point of living?" The middle-aged man's words were direct, and I had no right to refuse.

"...Okay, I agree."

Although I don't know what I'll face next, if I escape, I can survive, continue my romance with my brother, continue bickering with the wild woman, continue working together to fight Luo Xue... continue... continue... continue living my own life...

Then why not agree?

"Alright, you have one and a half hours to escape. Take these things with you; these are your basic supplies. I don't want my prey to die too quickly. Go." The hunter said, lying down on the spot and closing his eyes.

I crouched down and picked up the three tools the hunter had left behind—a small knife, a piece of bread, and a flashlight. Yes… it was already dusk…

Then we need to hurry!

I took a deep breath, turned, and walked into the forest. The hunter's posture as he lay down was clearly telling me not to ask him anymore (no one likes to be disturbed while sleeping). From now on, I would have to rely on myself to survive...

-

Four and a half hours have passed.

Leng Binglan, panting heavily, ran wildly through the forest, while behind her, a burst of wild laughter echoed.

"Hahahaha! I've found you! I've found you! My prey—" The hunter who was like a gentleman at dusk was no more. The hunter now was just a hunter who had found his favorite prey. His wild laughter, caused by excitement, undoubtedly added pressure to Leng Binglan.

"How could it be... so fast..." Leng Binglan gritted her teeth and kept running forward, without any rest. The spiritual energy in her body was completely exhausted. She was dead, already dead... There was no chance of survival...

Not daring to look back, Leng Binglan ran forward, running and running, relying on her hearing to determine the hunter's location.

But the endless escape has ended; what lies ahead is the end—a cliff.

Leng Binglan stopped at the edge of the cliff, slowly turned around to look at the hunter who had caught up with her, her eyes filled with despair.

"Haha... Not running anymore? Not running anymore?!" The hunter's smile was so maniacal. He wasn't in a hurry. He loved watching the despair in his prey's eyes, watching him walk towards him step by step, powerless to stop him, only to become a victim of the hunter's shotgun...

One step, two steps...

Shout! Shout!

"You, you don't come any closer..." Leng Binglan took another step back. Behind her was a sheer cliff, her vision filled with tears, and she could no longer see anything.

"Scream! Scream—"

"Don't come any closer!"

The hunter strode forward excitedly. The prey before him was the first prey that had survived for so long in his hands and had held him off for so long—the first one!

He was satisfied. He vowed to kill his prey with the gentlest methods possible and bring her back to his collection room intact to preserve her well...

"Die!!!" The hunter's shotgun was already aimed at his prey, and his finger slowly pulled the trigger.

Leng Binglan closed her eyes in despair. No matter how much she prayed or begged, it was all in vain...

"Bang!" The sound of a shotgun rang out, but the expected death... did not come.

“…?” Leng Binglan slowly opened her eyes. She was afraid that what had just happened was just an illusion, that the hunter was just toying with her, wanting to see her despair before killing her.

But Leng Binglan quickly opened her eyes wide, staring at what was in front of her in disbelief.

The hunter's shotgun was tightly gripped by a golden figure. The shot had hit the golden figure but had not caused any damage.

The hunter quickly pulled the trigger on his second shot without hesitation. However, when he realized that the second shot had also failed to kill the golden figure in front of him, he decisively discarded the gun, cautiously took a few steps back, and his excitement diminished considerably.

"Who are you? Why are you disturbing my hunt?" the hunter asked in a deep voice.

The golden figure didn't speak, but silently turned around, walked to Leng Binglan, and pulled her back from the edge of the cliff.

“…Brother, brother?” Leng Binglan looked at the familiar face in front of her, her feelings a mix of emotions.

"It's alright..." the person in front of her said gently to Leng Binglan, "Let's... go home..."

The golden light, like a silkworm cocoon, enveloped the cold, blue light before disappearing at the edge of the cliff, leaving only the resentful hunter behind...

-

Where am I...?

Just now... was I saved by my brother...? His voice and appearance are exactly the same...

I... didn't die?

Before Leng Binglan could even process what was happening, she realized she was lying on a very comfortable bed, covered with a rather thick blanket...

“Ice Blue…” a familiar voice whispered in Cold Ice Blue’s ear.

elder brother?!

"...Did it fail?"

Is that... Kang Meng's voice?!

"I thought you were a decent imposter... but you really are an imposter." Kang Meng said with a hint of disdain.

What?! My brother isn't an imposter! He really is my brother!

Struggling frantically, as if entangled in a bunch of spider silk, Leng Binglan kept tearing through the silk, rushing towards the outer space.

Soon, a light appeared in front of Leng Binglan, and she regained control of her body.

Opening her eyes, she saw Leng Yihan's dejected expression in Leng Binglan's gaze; he was looking down, silent.