Chapter 10: A rare breathing space

A rare breathing space

Before Xia Wan "gave birth," Cheng Shi gave her a healing spell in time.

Because Xia Wan was pregnant with multiple fetuses, this healing spell was very effective, directly filling her state.

But this also meant that the newborn she gave birth to would be exceptionally healthy.

A group of people ran frantically outward. Before they ran too far, the life forms conceived on Xia Wan burst open one after another, exploding into several strange-looking vines that were half flesh and half plant.

The good news was that these vines didn't have strong combat power, and Song Yawen solved them by himself.

The bad news was that although Xia Wan was fine, Nangong was almost dying.

She was half-squinting her eyes and feverish, clearly hovering on the line between life and death. The wounds on her ribs and lower abdomen were still rotting with the smell of 【Decay】, and it looked like she had more breath going out than coming in.

"If this continues, Nangong will die."

After all, they were teammates who had just experienced life and death together, and there was still more than half a day of trial time left. No matter what, no one in the team wanted to lose a member here.

They had survived the terror demon army's attack; dying here was too much of a loss.

Chen Chong stopped, threw Cao Sansui on his back, and said to Cheng Shi:

"Nangong's body can't bear the healing of 【Birth】. If it doesn't work, heal the mage, let the mage use time tricks to hang her life."

Cao Sansui also wanted to, but he was a mage, not a priest or a singer, and didn't have so many auxiliary tricks.

Cheng Shi looked at the sad faces of everyone and sighed, taking out a small red bottle from his small insurance cabinet.

"What is this?" Song Yawen was the first to lean over. He seemed to smell the smell of 【Death】 in this bottle.

"A-grade potion 'The Scorn of the Dead,' produced from a pious believer of 【Death】.

His agent believes that some people are not worthy of enjoying death, so he extracts this scorn and brews it into a potion to punish apostates who have committed serious crimes.

Let them no longer be able to approach 【Death】 and unable to listen to His teachings."

Cheng Shi explained while pouring the potion onto Nangong.

"As long as it's mixed with your own blood, you won't die even if you are seriously injured, but there is no healing effect, just purely hanging your life."

"Huh? There is such a thing?"

Song Yawen reached out to catch a drop to study it with quick eyes and hands, but Cheng Shi's hand was faster, slapping his hand away and scolding with a smile:

"Losing even one drop will lose its effect. Do you want her to die?"

Song Yawen's face turned red with embarrassment: "I... I haven't seen it. Nangong, sorry, I didn't mean it."

Nangong, whose face was pale, had no strength to pay attention to him. She just watched the liquid poured on her body quickly merge into her blood, and then...

She felt nothing.

"Is... is this useful?"

Cheng Shi glanced at her and said:

"Useful, and very expensive. When you recover, remember to compensate me."

Nangong gritted her teeth and nodded heavily: "Okay!"

Xia Wan had just given birth to a "child," and she was bleeding everywhere. However, she was a believer of 【Birth】 and had stronger resistance to "reproduction," so Cheng Shi didn't use medicine and supplemented with a healing spell as usual.

The luck was very good, and she didn't get pregnant.

Seeing Cheng Shi save two lives simply, Chen Chong asked very solemnly:

"Cheng Shi, how many points do you have?"

"I..."

"Except for 1501."

"..." Cheng Shi looked around and found that everyone had doubts in their eyes. Seeing that they didn't believe it, he still said shamelessly:

"It's really 1501."

Chen Chong didn't believe a word. He said in a deep voice:

"Do you think I'm stupid? The healing chain in that situation just now was at least an S-grade talent effect. Plus your two bottles of 'The Scorn of the Dead,' you..."

"Absolutely impossible to be lower than 2000 points."

【Path to Divinity】 initial score 1000 points. Each settlement, lower than 1000 points will die directly, higher than 1200 points can brush out B-grade talents or items, higher than 1600 can brush out A-grade, and only above 2000 can brush out S-grade talents.

"Ah yes yes yes, do you want to continue guessing the score here, or follow me?"

Cheng Shi picked up Nangong and took the lead to walk forward.

Everyone looked at each other, helplessness flashed in their eyes, and they hurriedly followed.

What can you do if the big shot is unwilling to tell the truth? Of course, it's all up to him!

Song Yawen was born unable to keep his mouth shut, and the questions along the way never stopped.

"Brother Cheng, what talent is this, tell me."

"Brother Cheng, how many points do you have?"

"Brother Cheng, do you have any more of that small red water? I'll trade you something else for some..."

"Brother Cheng,..."

Cheng Shi couldn't help it, and asked back:

"... Shouldn't assassins be silent?"

Song Yawen smiled: "I call this contrast, it's popular now."

"..."

Fortunately, in the next hour, no other troops of the Skeleton Army chased over.

Cheng Shi and his party walked on the plain where there was nowhere to hide for a long time, and finally saw a dense forest.

Song Yawen, who was noisy all the way, volunteered to explore the way and found that this was a home abandoned by wood elves. Inside, apart from a few abandoned tree houses, there were no living creatures.

Cheng Shi and Chen Chong breathed a sigh of relief and led the wounded into the forest quickly.

Cao Sansui's state was the first to stabilize. He overdrafted too much mental strength, leading to his current weakness and inability to precisely control every muscle in his body. He could only speak vaguely to others about what he knew about wood elves.

"Wood elves are believers of 【Prosperity】 and are an eternally neutral ethnic group. They advocate nature and never live with other ethnic groups. Since they can be chosen as a residence, it must be relatively safe here."

Song Yawen heard this and asked curiously:

"If it's safe, why would it be abandoned?"

"I said it's relatively safe. Before the war, it must have been safe here, but after the Skeleton Army launched a war against the Continent of Hope, there was no safe place on the Continent of Hope."

At this time, for the sake of insurance, Chen Chong was guarding outside the tree house door. He turned his head with some doubt and asked:

"I have always heard people say that the Skeleton Army launched a war against the Continent of Hope, but what is the reason for the war?"

Cao Sansui shook his head with difficulty:

"People in the Mage Channel guess it's a war of faith, but people in the faith channel guess that underground creatures are fighting for something. 【Time】 focuses on the present, we have very little information in our hands, perhaps believers of 【Memory】 will know more through backtracking the past."

Cheng Shi was listening with interest, but his smile froze for a moment after hearing the god name 【Memory】.

"I looked at the time, the trial has passed 6 hours, we still have 18 hours to persist, but I still need 10 hours to recover..."

Cao Sansui's meaning was very clear. Although they survived, in the next 10 hours lacking the mage's combat power, the situation would be very severe.

No one knew what else they would encounter, and everyone wouldn't feel lucky enough to survive the hell-difficulty surprise attack of the terror demon army and think there would be no danger in the trial.

Ordinary trials might be possible, but special trials, absolutely impossible.

Cheng Shi recalled the name of the trial, and his brows frowned slightly.

"Song of Blood and Fire... Blood has been seen, what about fire?"

Tsk, his team happened to live in the forest. If a fire burned over...

Burning the camp for eight hundred miles?

It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

Forget it, don't think so much, soldiers come to block, water comes to cover.

Cheng Shi scratched his head and took out a bottle of Coke from his insurance cabinet, drinking it gulp by gulp.

"???"

Song Yawen was stunned when he saw this.

"Brother Cheng, personal space is worth an inch of gold, and you put this in?"

Cheng Shi pointed to Chen Chong and smiled: "Chen Chong also puts wine, what's wrong with me putting a few bottles of Coke? If a person loses Coke, what else is there to be happy about?"

Chen Chong didn't look back, but his nodding head showed that he deeply agreed.

Song Yawen's insurance cabinet actually had drinking water, but that was water used to save lives and quench thirst in extreme environments. It definitely couldn't be compared to Coke, which pleased the taste buds. Seeing Cheng Shi drink happily, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Brother Cheng... Coke, do you have any more?"

Cheng Shi saw his appearance and took out 5 more bottles without saying a word.

"??? Brother Cheng, your personal space isn't all Coke, right?"

Cheng Shi raised his eyebrows and didn't speak.

Song Yawen was very happy. In any case, it wasn't wasting his own personal space. He quickly picked a bottle and didn't forget to distribute the rest to others.

Facts proved that drinking some Coke in addition to fighting was really refreshing.

Everyone was refreshed twice.

Even Nangong, who couldn't move, drank a few mouthfuls under Cheng Shi's support.

"The target of the forest is still too big. Let's rest for 2-3 hours, and then move further away."

Chen Chong finished the drink and walked out of the door with his sword.

Guarding was his responsibility because he was a believer of 【Order】 who followed order.

Xia Wan and Song Yawen sat honestly in the room, taking care of the wounded, and closed their eyes to rest.

But as soon as Song Yawen closed his eyes, a wave of sleepiness swept over him.

This sleepiness came so gently and comfortably that he didn't have any desire to resist for a while.

"Clang."

Song Yawen, who was originally sitting on the ground, fell to the side, and the several wounded in the room also slowly closed their eyes and fell into a dream.

Just as everyone was sleeping soundly, Cheng Shi suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of cunning flashed across his eyes.

"Tsk, you dare to drink any drink, you really haven't been beaten enough."

While laughing, his gaze aimed at Nangong on the side. ===== CHAPTER 11 =====

Laughing as he did, his gaze drifted toward Nangong, who was off to the side.