Chapter 81 Healing
Xia Zhen seemed to be coming out of the dormitory when Ling Yun heard the sound of a door opening and footsteps coming through the phone. (She was probably trying to avoid disturbing the other students who were already resting.) She chattered on and on for a while before finally asking, "By the way, why aren't you saying anything?"
Ling Yun smiled wryly: "Did you even give me a chance to speak?"
"Then tell me honestly, what have you been doing these past few days? Where are you now?" the girl asked fiercely, displaying her usual spoiled personality, but her tone revealed genuine concern, which warmed Ling Yun's heart.
"I..." Ling Yun hesitated, unable to finish his sentence. Xia Zhen and he had been through thick and thin together, and Ling Yun didn't want to hide anything from her emotionally. However, whether it was the secret of Gu Xiaorou and the Heavenly Eye, or the Duan Lie simulation within Yu Xiujie's barrier, Ling Yun couldn't tell Xia Zhen about it for the time being.
"Xia Zhen, this is a long story, and it might be hard to explain over the phone. Can I tell you when I get back?" Ling Yun said perfunctorily.
"Stop trying to brush me off. There's nothing you can't explain over the phone," Xia Zhen's angry voice came through the line. "Fine, don't say it if you don't want to!"
"..." Ling Yun had no idea what to do. He scratched his head in distress, as if the situation was even more difficult than dealing with Medusa.
"Trying to play dead?" Xia Zhen didn't let Ling Yun off the hook. "Speak to me. I won't ask where you've been. Just tell me where you are now."
"Uh...it was at a friend's house," Ling Yun said, forcing a smile. He couldn't very well say it was at a girl's house, especially in the dead of night.
"Friends?" Xia Zhen asked suspiciously. "What friends? I didn't know you had friends in Beijing?"
After an awkward silence.
“He’s a classmate from high school. He lives in Beijing, but you don’t know him. It’s too late now, and the school probably won’t let us in, so I’ll stay here for a couple of days.” Ling Yun suddenly had an idea and spoke quickly. He found that he was quite talented at lying, at least now he could make up lies without any hesitation or blushing.
Upon hearing this, Gu Xiaorou came out of the bedroom, leaned against the door frame with a charming posture, and looked at Ling Yun with a half-smile.
"Oh..." the girl replied with a hint of doubt, not pressing the matter further. "So when do you plan to come back?"
"I was just about to tell you," Ling Yun said thoughtfully. "I have something else to take care of, which will take about a week. Could you please help me ask for leave from the school, my teacher, and the department? Thank you."
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before Xia Zhen's reluctant voice finally came through: "Okay, I'll ask for leave for you, as long as you're alright."
"I'm fine," Ling Yun smiled.
Xia Zhen hesitated, wanting to ask Ling Yun what he was doing and whether he was really at a friend's house. A girl's intuition told her that Ling Yun's so-called friend was likely a girl.
After hanging up the phone, a strange sense of melancholy quietly crept into Xia Zhen's heart. There was loss, longing, worry, and also a deep, bittersweet joy at parting after talking to him…
What's wrong? Xia Zhen covered her slightly flushed cheeks. Although she was finally relieved after worrying about Ling Yun, she felt restless and uneasy, as if something had disturbed her.
"I only see him as a younger brother..." Xia Zhen thought silently, but then sighed softly.
…
"I didn't realize you were such a good liar," Gu Xiaorou said with a half-smile after seeing Ling Yun end the call.
"I'm not lying..." Ling Yun weakly defended himself.
"So what are you doing?" Gu Xiaorou seemed very interested in this topic and pressed on.
“I…” Ling Yun stammered, “It was just a white lie.”
"Tch!" Gu Xiaorou's usually expressionless face showed a rare look of disdain. "How many girls have you kindly deceived?"
Ling Yun was speechless. This was the first time in his life he'd ever heard anyone say to him, "How many girls have you deceived?" This was almost unimaginable for the nearly dull and honest Ling Yun. He thought about it seriously and finally understood a near-absolute truth: Never argue with a woman.
"You like her? I remember when we first met, you were very concerned about her." Gu Xiaorou wanted to ignore him when he didn't speak, but she couldn't help but ask again.
Ling Yun shook his head: "Xia Zhen is my friend, and we've been through life and death together. I trust her. But that's all. There are no feelings involved."
"You don't need to explain these things to me." Gu Xiaorou lowered her eyes and said in a seemingly indifferent manner, but a flower seemed to bloom in her heart. "I don't want to disturb your love life."
"Thank you." Ling Yun felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders. If Gu Xiaorou had asked him these questions again, Ling Yun would have really gone crazy.
Gu Xiaorou blinked, about to say something more. Ling Yun, worried she would continue asking these irrelevant and pointless questions, quickly said, "You should get treatment. I'll stay and watch over you."
The girl silently entered the bedroom, a sense of unease settling in her heart. For some reason, she desperately wanted to know what Ling Yun's love life was like, and what his life and family were like. These feelings even outweighed her urgency to heal her injuries. This would have been almost impossible for the Gu Xiaorou of the past.
A lonely heart is like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating countless ripples.
Sitting upright on the bed, his mental energy field began to survey the extent of his injuries. His self-healing process was repeatedly disrupted by the shapes and substances ejected from the miniature barriers. The injuries were becoming increasingly severe.
But this time, something slightly different happened. As the Holy Healing spell was performed, subtle and wondrous changes began to occur within the body.
The Holy Healing Technique is somewhat similar to a miniature barrier. Essentially, it uses mental energy to create hundreds or even tens of thousands of ultra-miniature barriers within the body. The size of these barriers depends on the individual's ability to control their mental energy field. The smaller the barrier, the greater the effect of the Holy Healing Technique. However, even the largest ultra-miniature barrier has a diameter of no more than 0.1 millimeters. Compared to the destructive miniature barriers already present within Gu Xiaorou's body, it's like the difference between a soccer ball and a skyscraper.
The ultra-miniature barrier created by the Holy Healing Technique possesses immense vitality and can rapidly move within the body and bloodstream, clearing and repairing blocked and broken capillaries, and then killing all substances harmful to the body, including various bacteria and viruses. While the ultra-miniature barrier does not possess true growth capabilities, it can significantly stimulate the body to rapidly allocate excess energy and nutrients to the wound site, thoroughly stimulating the wound to heal through the growth of new tissue.
It's like a group of shrewd merchants who know where there's an surplus of goods and where there's a shortage. They then achieve balance by adjusting the balance of supply and demand. What Holy Healing does is balance the body's energy and nutrients, clear the meridians and blood vessels, and remove harmful substances and toxins.
The ultra-miniature barrier resembles a highly intelligent micro-robot, capable of performing delicate surgeries at the microscopic level, thus resolving most problems within the human body. Modern medicine is already highly advanced, yet many common illnesses remain untreatable because medical equipment cannot yet reach such microscopic depths. Once such microscopic equipment is available, human medical technology will experience a qualitative breakthrough.
Although the harmful micro-barrier was almost integrated with Gu Xiaorou's mental field, a huge gap still existed between the micro-barrier and the mental field under the microscopic manifestation of the ultra-micro barrier. Another function of the ultra-micro barrier then played a crucial role: decomposition.
Hundreds of ultra-miniature barriers are deployed around the harmful miniature barrier in a single operation. Then, by blocking energy transport, the energy supply to the mental field is severed, depriving the miniature barrier of its power source. Next, the ultra-miniature barriers, like termites on a tree trunk, continuously dig deep pits into the surface of the miniature barrier until they penetrate its interior, arbitrarily destroying its structure. This achieves the complete disintegration of the miniature barrier.
Gu Xiaorou's internal injuries were not very serious; the culprit was merely a miniature barrier. Once the ultra-miniature barrier was dismantled using the Holy Healing Spell, the girl's internal injuries would heal quickly.
Data from the analysis of the replication technique indicates that the Holy Healing Spell cannot be subjected to strong fluctuations in the mental energy field during its full-scale operation. Otherwise, it could easily cause the collapse of the ultra-micro barrier. Repairing Gu Xiaorou's injuries will take approximately seven days in total.
Chapter 82 Suburban Chase
With a whoosh, a blur of motion swept across the sky several meters high, landing lightly like a cat on the tempered glass window of a tall building. Then, against gravity, it stepped parallel to the ground and ran all the way to the rooftop, arriving at the rooftop platform in the blink of an eye.
Five more soft whooshing sounds followed as five figures in black descended from the sky, forming a four-cornered circle around the afterimage that had just climbed to the rooftop.
The afterimage slowly straightened up, revealing a woman with her face covered. Her straight, black hair fluttered in the night wind, and her all-black attire perfectly accentuated her tall and slender figure. Her long, straight legs extended upwards, outlining a beautiful curve from her hips to her waist. Her breasts were high and firm, and the black clothing formed a V-shape at her neck, revealing a breathtaking glimpse of snow-white skin.