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Isn't it an illusion?
I don't know how long it's been. After carving many straight characters, I randomly crossed them out. They don't keep track of time. What's the point of counting down?
This day.
Daikon has arrived, along with Ye Nai, and also me and Africa. Apart from the brief exchange of eye contact at first sight, there is nothing to say. I just curl up quietly in Ye Nai's arms to keep warm. I stare at him intently, sizing him up. He has become more fierce, and the atmosphere in the car has been consistently low. No one is willing to stay a moment longer.
"It's spring, but it's not coming out." It wasn't until the end of the bumpy ride that Daikon was willing to speak. I didn't respond, and Africa and Ye Nai were still asleep, so I only then realized that he was actually here to take me back. "Even if you win, I won't go with you." I was somewhat surprised by my acuity. I pinched my sleeve, very calm. On this day, when faced with a real choice of parting ways, I showed self-control, a thousand times better than the embarrassment I had imagined.
"You may have misunderstood, I wasn't seeking your opinion," he said, not even looking at me, speaking towards the house outside the car window. "Well, well, I should have thought of that earlier. It's not the first time, after all. It's just a habit," I mocked him, feeling a sense of satisfaction as he stiffened at my words. "Please take her to bathe, have a meal, and rest," he said to the attendant with a very natural smile. Africa, and Ye Nai, also woke up, everything seemed as if nothing had happened. My complexion probably didn't look very good.
Thoroughly cleaned, someone brought me a linen garment, the fabric was too rough and kept pricking me. I thought it was due to a shortage of supplies, but when I went to the dining room, Africa and Ye Nai were clearly dressed in normal clothes. I ate very seriously, taking a bit of every dish. In the end, I don't remember the taste of anything.
Feeling a bit uncomfortable in my heart, I still wanted Daikon to explain, but he only glanced at us and then said "Excuse me." Damn it! I couldn't help but curse in my heart. It really hurts, so at night I took off everything, wanting to conjure up my own robe. Technically, with my level of cultivation, I should only have a magical instrument, not a robe.
But maybe my heart is too determined, and I actually conjured up a dress. Red gauze and snow yarn, adorned with soft satin ribbons and silver butterflies, with a connected knot and large red-trimmed sleeves, and a sheep-fat white jade and red plum wall hanging. It wraps around, the skirt length reaching the knees, and I feel it couldn't be better - a robe that increases escape speed, attack power, and keeps you warm in winter and cool in summer.
So later on, I wore this Plum Blossom Snow Jacket every day, saving money on buying clothes. I forgot which day it was when Daikon entrusted me with a new weapon, a large flying purple vine umbrella, with sparkling live vines, transparent auspicious clouds, and flying gods as decorations. With this outfit, I could really impress people, and strangers who didn't know me thought I was a master.
Wearing this outfit, I could consume much less energy liquid. I found it interesting and started to practice, and my strength increased day by day. It's really a good thing to have conjured up a magical garment! However, I didn't expect that someone had been watching my transformation all along, until one day, the name of the wild Lychee tribe appeared for the first time on the leaderboard, and my name appeared again.
"It's time, I don't think you will refuse to help me." I didn't refuse him, because I also have a hidden Virgin Mary heart. Virgin Mary probably means a very kind woman, I want to save people. Just like Ye Nai and the division of water and food in Africa, at this time, I started to save people...
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