Why can't humans do it too?

"Hey!" With a soft shout, the potato whose charred skin he had just peeled disappeared from Su's sight.

This temperature was not hot enough to scald the great Lord Nirbaran. He didn't even need to blow on it to warm it up before Xinke put the small piece of fruit into his mouth.

Surprisingly calm, even when his food was abruptly taken away, Suer didn't even blink. He simply picked up another potato that hadn't been peeled yet.

"Speaking of which, did Lord Nirbaren steal some potatoes?" Sur casually remarked as he peeled off the charred outer skin of the potatoes.

"Me? Steal food?" Without even looking, one could tell the disdain on Xin Ke's face. "How could that be?"

"Still not admitting it?" Finally raising her head to look at Xin Ke, Su Er squinted and blew on the still-steaming potato before stuffing it into her mouth. Her words became muffled as she chewed. "Did some of the potatoes I put in the cellar just disappear out of thin air? And a lot of the sweet chili sauce I used to mix with it is also gone."

Although it's called a modern-sounding sweet chili sauce, it's actually just a simple mixture of sour grass leaves and very sweet berries that you chew together, only breaking them up and squeezing them together when you eat it.

“I’m telling you, although it does taste good, plants take time to grow. If we eat it quickly, we’ll just be able to look at it for a long time.” Xin Ke’s self-righteous appearance gave Su Er a headache. He could only sigh and try to reason with her.

However, he was met with an even more bewildered expression from Xin Ke.

"What are you talking about? I didn't steal any food, that's true. But by beauty standards, would I need to do something as tasteless as stealing food?"

"I will eat it openly and honestly!"

Looking at Xin Ke's increasingly straight back and proud expression, Su Er wondered... Could it really not be her?

Indeed, Xin Ke had absolutely no reason to lie about such a thing.

"What happened? Was the food stolen?" Xin Ke noticed the complicated expression on Su Er's face and realized something as well.

This is not a good sign.

"Ah, about one-fifth of the potatoes are gone, and there's barely any sweet chili sauce left. As for the rest..." At this point, Suer suddenly remembered something, quickly ran out of the cabin, climbed onto the roof, and jumped down a few seconds later with a grim expression.

"Gone?"

"Well, there are only three pieces of rabbit meat left out of the four," Suer said, giving Xin Ke a very bad piece of news under her serious gaze.

No, the problem isn't that their food supplies have dwindled, but rather that this indirectly confirms that there are other people in this abandoned city besides the two of them...

"...Is it possible that it was carried away by some wild beast or bird?" Suer forced a smile, trying to offer an explanation, but was glared at by Xin Ke.

"Has this period of life made Mr. Monkey so lax?" Xin Ke rebuked mercilessly, picking up her short sword from beside the bed. "What kind of beast or bird could open your sealed cellar door?"

Suer even used a stone to weigh it down.

Without even needing to speak, the two of them simultaneously recalled the small handprint they had found on the wooden door during their previous search.

I thought he had left, but I didn't expect him to still be here.

Suer's mood gradually became heavy.

Chapter 136 Skywing Seed

This is bad. There's an unidentified guy hiding in this city... Should we evacuate here immediately?

The first option that popped into Suer's mind was this, but what overwhelmed it was a deep sense of reluctance... and fear.

I don't want to leave this sunny and warm place.

I don't want to leave this little wooden house that I've built myself.

I don't want to leave this dreamlike place that seems like it will never be shattered.

Just thinking about the desolate and murderous land outside, and the endless cold and hunger, made Suer feel the tangible pain in his body, lingering around his now-healed wounds.

The stiffness and coldness of near death seemed to transcend time and space and descend upon him again. When Su Er couldn't help but pinch his arm with his other hand, he found that it was just an illusion.

He was terrified.

If he could, Su'er would just stay here and not take a single step out... He doesn't care about ideals or responsibilities at all.

With food, drink, and even clothing, the forest elves who were brutally slaughtered by the Skywing race twenty years ago left behind too many usable things. If you were to explore them carefully, this abandoned city would be like an inexhaustible treasure trove.

"Well, looking at it from another angle, maybe it's not the worst-case scenario?" Forcing a smile, Su'er said to Xin Ke, "Maybe that hidden... friend didn't have any ill intentions?"

After some deliberation, he even changed to a more friendly-sounding description.

“Look, at least he moved the stone back properly after taking some food. Isn’t that a kind of politeness?” Before Xin Ke could speak, Su Er quickly added, “Or maybe it was a clever beast? For example, it saw me moving the stone and imitated it…”

Meeting Xin Ke's pitying gaze, Su Er's smile became even more strained, almost unable to hold on.

"...At least he didn't choose to attack us, so it's okay to consider it friendly or a prank...right?"

Suer's voice grew softer and softer.

"Has Mr. Monkey lost his most basic judgment because of his desire?" Xin Ke's pitying gaze grew clearer, and she sighed deeply. She reached out as if to pinch Su Er's cheek, but the man dodged her hand. "If it were the old you, you certainly wouldn't have made such a judgment... Is it because you can't bear to part with him that you've chosen to deliberately ignore it?"

Xin Ke knows everything; she sees everything clearly.

"It's time to wake up, Mr. Monkey." Seeing Suer standing there motionless, Xin Ke's outstretched hand was not dodged this time, and it accurately pinched Suer's cheek, causing pain.

"The world you used to live in is gone. Even if you find many similar things here, they are all fake. This world is still the one that will disappear without even a reason for death."

"—If you let your guard down... you will die."

Perhaps it was the most serious expression he had ever seen on this woman's face since he met Xin Ke. Su Er stared intently into her eyes, Xin Ke's warning still echoing in his mind.

They remained silent, unable to refute the argument.

Suer knew she was right.

"The situation is now quite clear. There is no doubt that some of the food that Mr. Monkey stored in the cellar was stolen by an intelligent creature, including the jerky hanging on the roof. It would have been stolen by the same creature. If it were an ordinary wild animal, it would not have been able to hide it from my senses."

Xinke took a few steps outside, her gaze sweeping over the hole that Suer had dug outside the wooden house. A rock was blocking the entrance to the hole.

"Although I still can't use magic, my basic physical abilities are still superior to Mr. Monkey's. Without magic, he can't escape my senses at all. The orcs who can do this with just their physical bodies wouldn't be so secretive. They could just kill the two of us directly, there's no need for them to steal."

Xin Ke continued her analysis.

"From this perspective, the creature lingering around us may not have the strength to kill both of us directly. Is it injured? But it can still use magic, and even those magical traps similar to those made by forest elves were set up by it."

"Yes, I did let my guard down. Even though all the defenses in this city were deliberately breached by that monster, I immediately assumed it was a trap set by the forest elves who came later... Was I really deceived by my preconceived notions after all..."

Biting her thumb, Xin Ke muttered to herself softly, her face gradually turning pale.

"The only thing that could increase our sense of security now is that it didn't choose to attack head-on, but instead chose to steal secretly... Is it because it's also short of food? That doesn't make sense..."

"—I mean, all that nagging and blaming about stealing is so annoying!!"

Xin Ke's quiet muttering was suddenly interrupted. Rather than saying that she and Su Er had been waiting for this moment, even their previous rambling was a fishing tactic. Without hesitation, the two of them turned their heads and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

The mysterious creature hiding around the two of them revealed itself so easily, not through some kind of magic that required no skill, but through a more sophisticated method. It appeared by breaking through space, and shimmering dust drifted behind it as it appeared.

Angels—that was the first impression that appeared in Suer's mind, followed by a more accurate understanding.

Skywing species.

That savage race, which retained the habits of a primitive headhunting tribe, had their entire bodies composed of elves, these fantastical beings. Even in terms of life form alone, they surpassed powerful species like Suer and Xinke, who were made of flesh and blood. The word "biological" was no longer worthy of describing their existence; they were truly superior beings.

The amount of spirit energy that could be condensed into just one of her palms already exceeded the amount of spirit energy contained in Xin Ke's entire body at its peak. It was overwhelmingly powerful. The bottomless, insurmountable pits she had seen along the way were proof of the power of this race. Even in this city, traces of their rampage remained.

The only problem is that this suddenly appearing Skywing is not exactly what Suer had imagined—perhaps the biggest difference is its size?

She was so small, like a little girl who was only a few years old.

Chapter 137 Jibril

"Jeep-chan~~~Jeep-chan~~~"

"Hehe, hehehehe~~, so cute~ Little Jeep-chan~~~"

"Ah~~~~ I really want to hug this little Jeep-chan in my arms!! Hehehe, her cuteness level has increased by 180% compared to before, meow!"

"..."

It sounded like a very cute and sweet girl's voice, even the end of her words had an adorable "meow" sound, but for some reason it sounded very greasy and perverted, like a pervert, presenting a feeling completely opposite to the original characteristics of the voice.

At the very least, Jibril showed complete impatience... or to put it more bluntly, boredom.

They couldn't even be bothered to open their eyes and take a look.

But when that disdainful expression was placed on her cute little face, it didn't calm down the guy flying around her outside; on the contrary, it made him even more excited.

Even though this had happened countless times over the long years, the reaction of the senior outside had never changed. To be honest, she no longer needed to stay in this repair facility after regaining consciousness, but in order to escape from this guy's embrace, Jibril still chose to crawl back here.

It took four years to regain consciousness, and a full recovery would take six years... Just thinking about having to maintain this body for another two years made Jibril sigh deeply.

"Oh ho ho ho! Little Jeep! The little Jeep is breathing on me! Oh ho ho ho~~"

"Can you be quiet for a bit, annoying lil-senpai?" Jibril finally opened her eyes and sighed again as she pleaded.

Without any regard for appearances, she lay sprawled outside the transparent healing formation, staring at the tiny... young girl inside. The winged creature with emerald-green hair wore a wounded expression.

A halo with intricate patterns swirls above her head, and wings extend from her waist to both sides, flapping as if woven from light as she flies in mid-air. Although she is flying upside down, her beautiful hair does not fall down. Compared to her ethereal beauty, the expression on the face of the winged creature with emerald hair can only be described as foolish.

"First of all, let's put aside this increasingly boring nickname. Little Jeep, aren't you including yourself in this, meow?!"

The emerald-haired fool screamed in terror. More than being addressed so rudely, she was concerned that the young girl in front of her had been dragged into this mess.

"Phew—I really want to rest now. If annoying senior Jibril doesn't disappear in a few breaths, I'm afraid it will be difficult to communicate with her again in the future, you know?" With a calm and efficient threat, Jibril's serious eyes conveyed that she was not joking.

"Eek meow!!!" Just like a real startled cat, the emerald-haired 'Annoying Lil' exclaimed, and with a single flap of her wings, her body, which had been flipping in the air, disappeared from the healing spell room at the speed of light, leaving only the lingering sound that could not keep up with her speed.

"Ming, I'll come see you again tomorrow, meow!! Little Jeep-chan! Remember to miss your big sister!!!"

Finally, the spell room returned to the tranquility that brought Jibril genuine happiness.

This is the daily life of the Skywing race: cheerful, humorous, and relaxed, as if they weren't even in the midst of this great war.

Avant Heim, a kingdom located above a giant fantasy species floating in the sky, is both the name of this fantasy species and the name of the kingdom of the Skywing species. It is as if the scene is created by countless scattered giant cubes, created by the hand of the most avant-garde artist.

With just a slight lift of her head, Jibril could see the enormous skull of the dragon spirit in the distance. It was the spot her sisters had arranged to place it after the long, elaborate banquet they had held while she was unconscious—so that she could see her greatest achievement, her glorious feat, the moment she awoke.

Even today, several years later, Jibril still gets excited whenever she recalls what she did back then; it's a mysterious feeling.

She seemed to have found the answer her patron god sought, yet she couldn't express the feeling in words. And that dragon spirit... Even facing certain death, it showed no panic, and even had the composure to smile and congratulate her on her victory...

not understand.

As a multi-dimensional life form that spans multiple time periods, centered on the present and encompassing the past and future, possessing eternal life and power comparable to that of a god, that dragon spirit must have already foreseen its own demise, right?

Why are you so calm?

Even though her power has grown to the point where even her sisters have to look up to her, Jibril finds that there are still things she doesn't understand—or rather, there are more things she doesn't understand.

She grew increasingly irritable and didn't even want to write anything in her diary anymore. Apart from the few words she added when she first woke up, Jibril had thrown the diary deep into the room.