Chapter 40: and translation of chapter title

Wait for us to merge into one.

Sir, my older brother and I can. Shutong steps forward, wanting to help Fu Guang resolve the awkward situation before her.

No need to insist. Fu Guang stops Shutong; their hometown is destroyed, only memories remain, there's no need to add them to those memories.

Fu Guang glances at everyone's expressions in the team, asks Shang Ze, "How about going to your library?"

Shang Ze's eyes flicker twice, he says, "Sure."

So you just don't want to go to the library alone? Bai Gao says curiously, "Who's in the library? You dislike it so much, I ought to have a good look."

Shang Ze ignores his words, "In my mind, the library is tall and spacious; besides books, it seems composed of many mirrors."

He looks down at himself, twitches his lips, and with mental power sketches the image in his hand.

To prevent uncertain factors from scattering us, we need to determine a rendezvous point.

Shang Ze, does your library have any distinctive markers?

Statues as tall as three stories.

The library is a contamination point; our task is to find out what contaminated it, and if there's no problem, we can enter.

Older sister. Bai Gao was about to lean against Fu Guang's side, but Liuyun stepped ahead without a word, while the other side was taken by Shutong.

Bai Gao glares at the two, says nothing, but the fingers at his side clench tightly, making a faint sound.

The person beside older sister is an eyesore; can we get rid of them?

Bai Gao. Fu Guang glances at the youth, brushes past his tightly clenched hand, and calls his name.

Bai Gao loosens his hand, a smile returns to his face, his eyes bright, as if the earlier gloomy thought never existed: "What's wrong, older sister?"

Like this, I'll place a temporary mental seal on you.

Don't run around, wait for me to find you. A blue‑droplet‑like seal appears on the backs of their hands; she says to Bai Gao.

Of course, we'll listen to older sister.

After suppressing the restless elements within the team, the squad enters the D‑rank contamination, the library.

The library is D‑rank contamination, but the mission is A‑rank; over the past few centuries, hundreds of teams have come, yet none have figured out the source of contamination.

Chief Executive, do you think they can find it? a Sentinel in white executive uniform asks the man with light‑gold eyes beside him.

Both of their faces are covered, only a pair of eyes exposed.

Xiguang looks at the data on Fu Guang in the optical brain, highlights her talent for perception with a red mark, raises his eyebrows slightly and says, "Will.".

His calm voice, like Xiguang himself, is like a faintly cold sunlight shining on someone, devoid of warmth; he says, "Don't underestimate low‑rank guides.".

The executive staff says, "Chief Executive, although the use of the optical brain by the execution team is strictly regulated, I have also received the video of Fu Guang the guide from the Alliance University."

His voice lowers slowly: "With such a guide, who would look down on her?"

In the optical brain, the blond girl smiles faintly, her blue eyes like a beautiful sapphire, gazing at you as if beholding something precious, as if at this moment you are her whole world.

Video? Send me a copy. Xiguang has just returned from the military headquarters, and it has been less than seven system days since he parted with Fu Guang.

What else has she done? The data still needs updating.

Just as Fu Guang thought, they have lost contact; in Shang Ze's mind, the library has always been his alone, and once several people enter, it will proceed only according to his original conception.

Fu Guang walks on jade as smooth as a mirror; called a library, besides bookshelves packed on both sides, there are huge remains of exotic beasts.

The remains are hideous to the extreme, as if to show how mighty the exotic beasts were, their forms are at their most ferocious.

Eyes wide open, filled with blood threads, a bloody maw facing people; the remains still retain the pressure of the living exotic beast, quite capable of stopping a child's night crying.

Fu Guang's dagger almost pierces the exotic beast remains; this layer could almost be considered an exotic beast exhibition hall.

A tiny exotic beast catches her eye; the nearby description reads: "Carmine worm, a parasite that takes beautiful people as hosts, it fulfills the host's wish then plunges them into eternal sleep."

Based on few cases: the worm absorbs a person's mental power as payment; according to an undispersed mental probe of one person, it may be able to become human.

Fu Guang approaches to examine the pink carmine worm closely; it is tiny, smaller than her fingernail, overall translucent like crystal jelly, with two pairs of equally pale pink wings behind.

Become human? Or a demon?

Below it is printed in blood‑red tiny text: the carmine worm's death status is unconfirmed; observers must watch carefully, and if parasitized should promptly notify the merchant.

The merchant can provide treatment from the Federal Research Institute, all costs borne by the merchant.

Tsk, truly a merchant. Is this wanting to obtain a host for observation for free?

In the imperceptible fluctuations she cannot see, one wing on the carmine worm's back twitches.

Delicious.

Fu Guang observes for a moment, then turns and walks toward another exotic beast remains.

S‑rank exotic beast pressure permeates this layer; Fu Guang seems unable to sense it, strolling leisurely.

In the quiet atmosphere, a faint flutter of wings sounds.

Fu Guang suddenly turns; the water‑element barrier surrounding her expands, blue threads turning into a spiderweb that ensnares the pink worm lunging at her.

Her figure drifts away like gauze; all exotic beasts on this layer are S‑rank, so the tiny carmine worm is no surprise, and the blue threads have acquired many cracks, about to snap.

Fu Guang quickly approaches the nearby ladder, throwing her dagger at the instant before the threads snap; the carmine worm buzzes, and the dagger falls straight to the ground.

With a clear ringing, it trembles and bounces twice on the ground.

Fu Guang's mental power receives the worm's thought: "Heh heh heh, out of tricks, huh?"

The carmine worm itself seems to have a charming ability; Fu Guang's vision darkens momentarily, a blue blip jumps in her mental landscape, and she snaps back instantly.

Before her eyes is a sea of pink; a strong sense of rejection in her forehead speeds her heartbeat, her mental power surging like a tide.

The carmine worm's two pink wings tremble; in the second Fu Guang feels dizzy, they already reach her brow, the seat of her mental landscape—if invaded, it would be serious trouble.

What to do?

In a flash, Fu Guang activates her S‑rank protector, at the same time pulling off the gold‑edged rose pinned behind her head; her hair slips to her ear, and she throws the rose at the carmine worm.

Beauty, are you expressing love to me? Wait until we merge as one, then confess your love to me, okay?

Boom.

Fu Guang caught the shockwave from the explosion, leaned back and descended along the cloud ladder; amidst the blast, a golden-edged phoenix shot out, accompanied by a clear phoenix cry, firelight shooting up to the sky.

"Fire phoenix? Is it Yujin?" The mental link snapped shut soon after, not knowing whether the rouge worm was dead or alive.

Fu Guang leaned against the side of the cloud ladder, patted off the dust on her body, carefully wiped clean the dagger pulled back by the thin line, and sheathed it back at her waist where she could reach it with a hand.

After finishing, she turned her head to look at Shang Ze standing to the side, tall and straight, not knowing how long he had been there, so clean as to blend with the environment.

Fu Guang extended her hand; Shang Ze thought the girl would slap him, because from Fu Guang's gaze he saw that Fu Guang realized he had been there for a while.

Yes, he had originally planned to wait until Fu Guang fell into danger before making his move.

The opened hand slowly settled onto a brilliant red golden-edged rose bud; the girl pinned the rose at her collar and coiled her golden hair.

She lifted her fair chin and glared at him, saying.

"Speak, Young Master Shang, this is your family's library; how do you intend to compensate me for my mental damages?"