"----"
A lonely air spread through the hall of the base, and Chi Qian, standing there in a daze, remained unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
Every time she returned, Chi Qian would stand there for a long while like this.
It was because she was unaccustomed to the deserted base, but even more because she was reminiscing about her former companions again and again.
Even though a year had already passed, Chi Qian still hadn't grown used to the base's desolation or moved on from the tragedy back then. It was as if, whenever she closed her eyes, she could hear her companions' laughter and their anguished cries once more.
"Cough, cough."
Suddenly, Chi Qian began coughing violently, and a trace of blood even trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Her face quickly turned pale, and the pain became unbearable. Chi Qian hurriedly pulled an Alchemy Potion from her waist pouch and gulped it down without a word, finally managing to ease the pain somewhat.
"Huff, huff."
Chi Qian could only pant pale-faced, clutching her chest. She looked as if she might stop breathing at any moment, revealing a fragility far beyond that of ordinary people.
That sense of fragility mixed with the capable and decisive image she displayed all day, making them seem utterly incompatible.
Chi Qian didn't seem to care in the slightest. She merely glanced at her waist pouch.
Inside, bottle after bottle of Alchemy Potion was packed together. Judging from their color and appearance, they seemed to be the same kind of Alchemy Potion as the one Chi Qian had just drunk, rather than any other variety.
Chi Qian checked the Alchemy Potions, then muttered after a while,
"With this many left, they should last me for some time,