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It was unknown how much time had passed.
Zhou Huai's consciousness finally struggled to emerge from a patch of Chaos darkness.
He slowly opened his eyes.
What came into view was the familiar bedroom ceiling.
He was still alive.
He looked around and found that he was still lying in the bedroom of the Ye Family villa.
Uncle Fu was curled up on the chair beside the bed, his head nodding up and down as he had already fallen asleep.
"Uncle Fu..."
Zhou Huai tried to speak, but the sound emitted from his throat was as hoarse as a worn-out bellows.
Uncle Fu's body shook abruptly, and he opened his eyes dazedly.
That pair of turbid old eyes was filled with bloodshot eyes, exuding thick exhaustion.
He turned his head to look at Zhou Huai, and the weary look on his face was instantly replaced by wild joy.
"Young Master! You're finally awake!"
Uncle Fu's voice was trembling.
"You scared this old slave to death!"
"I... What is wrong with me?"
Zhou Huai felt as if a lump of paste was stuffed into his head.
"You ran a high fever and fell into a coma for two days and two nights!"
Uncle Fu's voice carried lingering fear.
"This old slave thought... thought that you would never wake up again."
Two days and two nights?
I actually slept for so long.
Zhou Huai was suddenly enlightened in his heart, and then a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
He was a Classer after all.
Even if it was just the weakest E-rank, his physical fitness far exceeded ordinary people under the bonus of attributes.
Small illnesses like colds and fevers had long been insulated from him.
Yet he happened to run a fever.
This was not a good omen.
The loss rate of the soul force within his body was accelerating.
He calculated the time.
Principal Lin Zhu and the others should have already returned to the Imperial Capital with the Pendulum of Life.
After solving the trouble of Donghai City.
He must go find Marshal Zhao and let him fulfill his promise.
"Young Master, you haven't eaten anything for nearly three days."
Uncle Fu cautiously brought over a bowl of warm rice porridge with an enticing aroma.
"Drink some porridge first to ease up."
Zhou Huai nodded and took the porridge bowl.
The warm rice porridge slid into his belly, and a warm current quickly spread to his limbs and bones.
He quickly drank the bowl of porridge clean, and a trace of blood finally returned to his pale face.
His body felt much more comfortable.
"Uncle Fu, how is the situation in Donghai City right now...?"
He looked at Uncle Fu and asked the question he cared about the most.
A brilliant smile immediately bloomed on Uncle Fu's face.
"Young Master, rest assured!"
"The beast tide outside the city has basically retreated, and only some scattered exotic beasts are still wandering in the outer city."
"Minister Li Gang is leading people out of the city to sweep them!"
"Our Donghai City can be considered to have been defended!"
Although he had expected it in his heart, when this news was truly spoken from Uncle Fu's mouth, a smile could not help but appear on Zhou Huai's face.
It was defended.
That was good.
Just at this moment.
Uncle Fu suddenly took a step back and bowed deeply to Zhou Huai on the wheelchair.
Zhou Huai was somewhat surprised.
"Uncle Fu, what are you doing?"
Uncle Fu raised his head, wiped his slightly red corners of the eyes with his rough cuffs, and his voice choked.
"Young Master, Donghai City owes it all to you this time!"
"This old slave has already heard that many incredible powerhouses appeared in the city this time. It was them standing up again and again to fight against those powerful Hell-level monsters that allowed us to defend."
Uncle Fu's voice was filled with admiration and gratitude.
"Gandalf, Yasuo, Xiang Yu, Zhuge Kongming..."
He read out those names that resounded through the entire city one by one.
"This old slave knows, they... they are all your Avatar."
"All of this is your merit."
"Therefore, this old slave wants to thank you on behalf of the three hundred thousand living residents of Donghai City!"
"Young Master, you are the true hero of this city!"
Speaking of this, Uncle Fu couldn't help wiping away tears again.
His words changed, and his tone was filled with heartache.
"However... However, this old slave also feels heartbroken for you."
"Clearly these are all your contributions, but the world will never know the name Zhou Huai."
"You almost lost your life for this city!"
Uncle Fu was right.
When this storm subsides.
Gandalf would become a rising new star of Great Xia Nation, praised as the hope of the future.
Yasuo would become the Sword God revered by countless Classer in Donghai City, and the legend of slaughtering a Dragon with a single sword would be passed down forever.
Xiang Yu would become the synonym of strength, and the scene of tearing apart a Hell-level BOSS with bare hands would become a nightmare in the hearts of countless people.
Every single one of them would attract worldwide attention and shine brightly.
While he, Zhou Huai, was destined to only curl up on this wheelchair and hide behind the scenes.
All glory and praise would have nothing to do with him.
This was something that couldn't be helped.
Who asked his main body to be merely an E-rank Clone Master with no power to truss a chicken.
Once exposed, what awaited him was definitely the fate of being sliced and studied.
After all, a fellow who could create so many powerful Avatars was an anomaly in itself.
Zhou Huai looked at Uncle Fu, whose old face was streaming with tears, and a warm current surged in his heart.
He reached out his hand, gently patted Uncle Fu's shoulder, and a calm smile appeared on his face.
"Uncle Fu, I don't care about those false names."
"Anyway, they are all me."
"It doesn't matter."
He comforted Uncle Fu with a few words.
Afterwards, he slowly closed both eyes.
His consciousness retreated like a tide.
...
When his consciousness became clear once more, Zhou Huai was already inside Yasuo's body.
The violent wind howled in his ears.
He hovered at a height of a hundred meters, overlooking the scarred land below.
The city was like the wreckage gnawed by a giant beast, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.
Countless huge craters were branded on this land like ugly scars.
He was flying unhurriedly toward the direction of Donghai City.
And below him.
Amidst the messy ruins, a stalwart figure was walking forward slowly with heavy steps.
It was Xiang Yu.
His huge body comparable to a demon god had already recovered to normal human size.
Yet behind him, he was dragging a terrifying corpse dozens of times larger than him.
Rock Spirit Giant Serpent.
That once-insolent Hell-level BOSS had long lost any sound at this moment.
On the huge snake body, it was covered with dense and ferocious wounds, and the dark green blood had almost flowed dry.
Xiang Yu was like a tireless coolie, grabbing the giant serpent's tail tightly with both hands, step by footprint, plowing two deep gullies on the shattered earth.
Through the memories shared by Yasuo's AI smart core.
Zhou Huai learned the entire capture process of the Rock Spirit Giant Serpent.
This Hell-level BOSS was exceptionally cunning.
Even if Yasuo and Moria knew this guy's exact location, it would still be very hard to catch it.
It still relied on Xiang Yu directly opening the demon god form inside its body, turning into a giant of more than twenty meters to forcibly hold back the giant serpent's pace.
In the end, relying on the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, it was difficultly killed.
As for Moria, he silently died once more in some unknown corner.
Nowadays, the three Hell-level BOSSes, two died and one escaped.
The crisis of Donghai City could be considered completely lifted.
Zhou Huai manipulated Yasuo, his gaze sweeping across the scarred ruins below.
The war was won.
Yet this city was also almost beaten to pieces.
Wanting to recover to its past prosperity, it was simply impossible without three to five years.
At the same time, the System prompt sound rang out timely.
【Congratulations, Host!】
【System Prompt: Challenge Quest 'Guard Donghai City, successfully resist the beast tide, and protect Donghai City from being destroyed! Completed!】
【Reward: Supreme-grade Professional small ball draw chance X1 (guaranteed SSS-rank)!】
