The Divine Realm.
The God of Speed's Divine Temple?
After receiving treatment, Zhu Zhuqing finally woke from her coma half an hour later.
Her lashes fluttered. After the bright light stung her eyes, she instinctively raised a hand to shield them. Only after a brief moment of adjustment did she open them fully.
"Zhuqing, you're finally awake. Is anything else bothering you?"
Before she could make out who was there, a voice reached her.
Xiao Wu was the most worried. The moment Zhu Zhuqing stirred, she turned to look at her and asked with concern.
Ning Rongrong, standing nearby, showed little change in her expression, but she was just as concerned. She stepped forward and waited for Zhu Zhuqing's reply.
"I'm fine."
Zhu Zhuqing sat up in bed, holding her forehead. She didn't need to recall what had happened; the screen was still in front of her. It had already moved on to new messages, and hundreds of them had piled up.
She'd let something slip and actually passed out. Judging from the conversation, several days had already passed in the lower realm?
When someone woke up, the Chat Group could adjust the time difference for them. But when someone was unconscious, the Chat Group naturally kept running as usual.
Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing was still dazed, Xiao Wu hurried over and reached up to touch her forehead.
"Let's check if anything's wrong. Could you have been cursed? Why did you suddenly..."
"Oh, Xiao Wu, what can you figure out just by feeling her forehead? I'll examine her."
Seeing that Xiao Wu was so worried she'd lost her wits, Ning Rongrong couldn't help laughing.
"Oh, right."
Xiao Wu blushed, as red as her Asura dress, and stepped back a few paces.
Ning Rongrong stepped forward and summoned the Nine Treasure