Chapter 557 - 557 546


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At seven in the morning, the whistle sounded punctually.


“Ugh!


Curse you, Immortal, for awakening me!


Just when I finally had a spring dream and hadn’t even gotten there, you had to wake me up.” Zhang Longhu sat up dejectedly and then asked, “Song Yun, how did you sleep last night?”


Song Yun also sat up from his bed, his face blurred with sleepiness, “Not bad, just a bit stuffy.”


“I also felt strangely stuffy.


Looks like it might rain today.” Zhang Longhu, with eyes open, peered out through the iron bars on the wall, but he did not notice that they were slightly bent, although it was very subtle.


Today, unlike yesterday, there was no work to do after breakfast; it was free time.


Just as Song Yun and Zhang Longhu arrived at the activity area, Brother Centipede appeared, this time accompanied by a very robust man whom Song Yun had heard of—Wild Boar, a major right-hand man under the influence of the pole star.


“Song Yun, I didn’t find you when you went to work yesterday, but today, you can’t run away,” Brother Centipede said with that smug and thuggish smile typical of a bad guy.


Song Yun felt suddenly annoyed, his previously good mood spoiled by others so early in the morning.


“Brother Centipede,” Song Yun said respectfully.


“Hmm, I heard someone delivered something to you the night before last?


What did they bring?” Brother Centipede asked.


“Just some daily necessities,” Song Yun replied, “nothing valuable.”


“Oh?


You say that, but even if you had something valuable, what of it?


Do you think we’d covet your little possessions?


We’re just curious, that’s all.


When will you show us what you got?”


“There really isn’t anything.” Song Yun, feeling annoyed by the pestering of this pest of a thug, reluctantly said, “Brother Centipede, I have something to do.


I need to visit the medical office.


I’ll show it to you when I come back.” After speaking, he walked away.


“You can run, but you can’t hide forever,” Brother Centipede jeered, standing in place, his expression like a lion toying with its prey.


But …


who was the true lion and who the prey, that no one knew.


Song Yun, carrying a fake note written by Mo Yuyao, followed the prison guards to the medical office.


As he pushed open the door, he saw Smiling Tiger inside, seemingly up to something.


Startled by the noise at the entrance, Smiling Tiger jumped, but when he saw it was Song Yun, his face turned stern, “Don’t you know to knock before entering?”


“Uh …


sorry, Officer,” Song Yun said softly, yet his eyes briefly noted Smiling Tiger’s hand, which held an empty white bottle, and on the table in front of Smiling Tiger was a water bottle—Mo Yuyao’s everyday water bottle.


“Who sent for you?” Smiling Tiger asked darkly.


“Doctor Mo sent for me,” Song Yun replied, feigning ignorance, “said it was time for my injection.”


“Oh!


Right, the night before last, someone delivered some things to you, didn’t they?” Smiling Tiger inquired.


“Yes.”


“Our rules require that anything delivered from outside must be strictly inspected.


I’ll be checking your room later.


Remember to hand those items over for inspection.


If you dare to keep them hidden, the consequences will be serious!” Smiling Tiger walked toward the door of the medical office.


“Understood,” Song Yun nodded.


“Brother Hu, what brings you here?” Mo Yuyao appeared at the door just then.


“Heh, just happened to come by, wanted to check if you were here.


I’ve got to go now.” Smiling Tiger, saying this, walked out.


“Goodbye, Brother Hu,” Mo Yuyao sweetly said, then entered the medical office.


“Yuyao,” Song Yun greeted with a smile.


“Mhm, I brought you the books.” Mo Yuyao went to a cupboard, opened it, and took out several books.


“Here are English, math, and Chinese.


You go read these, and if you have any questions, come see me the day after tomorrow, got it?” Mo Yuyao instructed.


“Yep, got it,” Song Yun nodded, accepting the books, casually flipping through them.


Mo Yuyao moved to the side and, fanning herself with her hand, said, “Doing a little exercise makes me so hot, I’m dying of thirst.”


As she spoke, Mo Yuyao picked up the nearby water bottle, opened it, and took a few sips.


“Damn you, Song Yun, choosing the worst time to show up!” Smiling Tiger, upon leaving the medical office, grew even more furious and muttered under his breath, “I hope Yuyao doesn’t drink too soon; otherwise, she’s in for it.”


After drinking water, Mo Yuyao walked over to Song Yun, asking, “How is it?


Can you understand them?


These are high school textbooks.


I had to ask around last night for a long time before I finally borrowed them.”


While pretending to look at the books, Song Yun responded, “Okay, I haven’t studied these in a long time, so it’s a bit difficult, I don’t quite understand.”


“It’s normal to find it hard, but take it slow.


Since you have so much time, I believe you can succeed if you really put your heart into it!” Mo Yuyao encouraged.


“Yeah, I’ll work hard.


By the way, Yuyao, do you know much about what happens over in Yama Palace?” Song Yun asked casually.


“Not too much.


Why?”


“Just curious.” Song Yun chuckled, and as he pondered how to continue the conversation with Mo Yuyao, she suddenly exclaimed, “Eh, why’s it getting hotter?”


“Hot?


I don’t feel it,” Song Yun said, puzzled.


“But why do I feel it’s getting hotter and hotter?


Ah, my face is burning up!” Mo Yuyao covered her face with her hands, saying.


Song Yun looked at Mo Yuyao’s face and saw that the originally fair complexion turned as red as a ripe apple.


“What’s wrong with you?” Song Yun asked with concern.


“I don’t know!


Oh, why is it so hot?


My head is spinning!” Mo Yuyao’s body swayed slightly, and then, as if her legs gave out, she began to collapse to the floor.


Naturally, Song Yun reached out to catch Mo Yuyao, and then he noticed that her body had also turned a pinkish shade.


“Could this be the legendary…” Song Yun was shocked.


Mo Yuyao’s symptoms were identical to the effects of a substance he had encountered during his days wandering the Martial World.


That was a miraculous aphrodisiac from India: Half-step Fall.


There were rumors that Half-step Fall was extracted from a very mysterious plant in India and after being dried in the sun, it would form a powder.


This powder was colorless and tasteless, and just a little added to water, when consumed…