Lin Hao wrestled with his unconsciousness in bed. After ten minutes, he found no answers, so he waved his hand and stopped thinking.
He slowly turned his head to relieve the stiffness in his neck, then raised a hand to rub his forehead, which felt a little sore for some reason.
It might have been because he had slept for too long.
When the headache subsided, he slowly lowered his hand. A casual glance at his wrist revealed a peculiar phenomenon.
The black line on his hand seemed to have lightened in color.
Upon this realization, Lin Hao quickly brought his left hand to his eyes for a closer inspection.
After two minutes of careful observation, the black line did indeed appear to have faded significantly.
"This is really strange."
Lin Hao let his hand hang by his sides, thinking silently.
He knew how stubborn this black line was. When he first discovered it, he had tried countless methods to remove it, such as vigorous dry rubbing during showers, soapy wet rubbing, and even folk remedies like red wine. But none of it had any effect.
Even 502 would be impressed.
Yet, now, without having done anything, the black line had faded?
This was illogical.
He then looked at his left hand again and found no other peculiar changes, so he stopped paying attention to it.
Lin Hao lay back on the bed, gazing at the snow-white ceiling, idly counting the crystals on the chandelier. He thought to himself, "Perhaps the black line just decided to leave?"
After all, it wasn't getting anything out of him. It might as well return to its original owner, where its treatment would surely be better.
Lin Hao had spent a considerable amount of time pondering how to deal with that unknown creature, but his thoughts were always unfocused. However, after yesterday's incident.
He suddenly felt that the responsibility of saving the entire universe had fallen upon him.
Even though that fish could seal the unknown creature, the price seemed to be immense. Given his relationship with Xi'er, he certainly couldn't allow that fish to use the seal again.
Furthermore, as the last of its kind, they couldn't push that fish forward, nor did they have the right to.
Because they already owed their species too much.
They couldn't be so selfish anymore.
"King, are you awake?"
Just as Lin Hao was lost in thought, Xi'er's voice came from outside the door.
Lin Hao was jolted awake by Xi'er's voice. He sat up and called out towards the door, "I am awake. You can come in."
The reason he invited them all in, not just Xi'er, was because he knew that more than one insect would be arriving.
Upon hearing Zai Zai's words, Xi'er and the others outside the door conjured mirrors and began meticulously checking their appearances.
As soldiers, they were required to maintain a neat appearance at all times, especially when facing their superior officers.
After ensuring their appearances were in order, they slowly opened Zai Zai's door. They saw Zai Zai sitting quietly on the bed, looking at them with a gentle gaze.
How to describe this scene? Zai Zai was so good, so cute.
This thought appeared in the minds of every insect present.
Lin Hao, seeing these insects whose movements seemed to have been forcibly paused, didn't know what to say for a moment and ended up just staring back at them.
"King, how are you feeling now?"
Finally, the stalemate was broken by Aerfa, who stood at the back.
Aerfa moved past the insects blocking his way, his upright posture bringing him slowly to Lin Hao's bedside. He lowered his head, looking into Lin Hao's eyes as he asked.
His tone remained as cold as ever, but his eyes revealed his deepest feelings.
Worry.
Although Aerfa knew that Zai Zai had fainted due to excessive use of mental power, he couldn't help but want to know everything about Zai Zai's actions.
"I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me so much. I'm really fine."
Lin Hao looked up into those sapphire-blue eyes, patiently trying to soothe their emotions.
Then, he turned to look behind Aerfa and noticed an unfamiliar insect among them, looking at him with great excitement.
Seeing this new female standing behind Yaslan, he could now guess who this new insect was.
However, to avoid awkwardness, Lin Hao mentally browsed through his inheritance.
Within a minute, he found all the information about this female.
After reading the insect's information, Lin Hao once again lamented the unfairness of the Creator.
Why did the insect race have an average mental power of six plus, while humans only had a highest of 3S? Was this the disparity in the world?
After reviewing the insect's information, he smiled at her and said, "Hello, Michelle. You've worked hard all these years. I will need your help in the future."
Michelle, who had been standing behind her regiment commander, had been slowly moving towards a clearer view, hoping to get a chance to see Zai Zai with his eyes open.
After all, she had never seen Zai Zai with his eyes open before.
However, as a low-ranking insect in the past, she didn't even have the right to see high-ranking insects. She had finally worked her way up to be the deputy of the Army Corps Commander, and her status was sufficient to see the King, only to hear of the King's demise.
That period was truly the darkest time of her life. During that time, there wasn't a single day she didn't wish to follow the King to his death.
But she was always stopped by the regiment commander.
Now that Zai Zai had finally been reborn, she really wanted to talk to Zai Zai.
However, without the regiment commander's introduction, her position did not allow her to speak directly to Zai Zai.
Hmm, it was a difficult choice between breaking military regulations and speaking to Zai Zai.
Just as she was making her decision, she heard Zai Zai speaking to her. This single sentence caused Michelle's mind to go completely blank.
Then, as if her legs were no longer under her control, she walked directly in front of Lin Hao, knelt on one knee, raised her head, and looked up at Zai Zai devoutly, saying, "It was not hard, my King. For you and our race, I would not hesitate to sacrifice my life."
Ah, my life is complete.
Michelle thought to herself.
Mini Theater:
It's over, my dear readers. I have absolutely no inspiration right now. What should I do?
I can't just churn out words to deceive you, right? This morning, I reread my novel.
I was preparing to write down the plot points I had set up and weave them together.
But I discovered that I, myself, couldn't get into my own story.
Hahahaha, it must be difficult for you all to read my novel.
Love you all.