Recovering from Injuries

Bei Bei and Tang Ya had actually arrived long ago; as seniors, they couldn't be late for something they had agreed upon, and part of it was simply because they were bored. As third-year students, they were in an awkward middle ground—they lacked the sense of novelty that freshmen like Huo Yuhao had, yet they didn't have the heavy coursework or special missions of the senior students. They were the most bored of the lot, and their academic pressure was the lowest, as they had finished almost all of their liberal arts courses. Here, liberal arts included all written subjects, while science referred to practical training and other combat-related courses. Physics was also considered a science, and the recently added Soul Guidance courses, which used to be for students after their third year, had been moved up and incorporated into the liberal arts.

Because this was a decision made and announced directly by the dean without any prior communication or preparation, the textbooks weren't ready yet. This news was certainly a positive development for the Soul Guidance Department, but no matter how much it stimulated their initiative and prevented them from slacking off, it was impossible to compile textbooks in such a short time; they would just have to wait for the future.

The two of them coming here might not have been entirely devoid of romantic intentions, much like how Xu Sanshi arrived very late—his reason was also largely due to dating. It was a bit embarrassing to say out loud; it was fine for peers like Bei Bei to know, as he had been teased for so many years that he was mostly desensitized to it, but it would be mortifying if juniors like his underclassmen found out. Having such a shameful matter become widely known exceeded the thickness of his skin. He would drag it out as long as he could, trying his best to maintain his tall, imposing image as a senior. Of course, what Xu Sanshi didn't know was that Bei Bei had already given a brief summary of the situation to Huo Yuhao, and Huo Yuhao had expressed that while he didn't understand it, he maintained his respect.

When Xu Sanshi arrived, he was still thinking of a reasonable excuse to explain his tardiness, but when he reached the meeting spot, that worry vanished—Huo Yuhao was even later than him. Before he could even feel relieved, the expressions on Bei Bei and Tang Ya's faces made him realize something was wrong. His mood slowly plummeted from surprise to gravity.

"I'm late, I'm sorry. Where is that kid Huo Yuhao? Why is he even later than me? I remember he isn't the type of person to do this."

Tang Ya replied with some anxiety: "Exactly, little Yuhao isn't that kind of person. Could something have happened to him on the way?"

"Then let's hurry and look for him! What are you all still waiting for?"

"Where do we look? How do we contact him if we find him, and how do we contact him if we don't?" Bei Bei asked calmly. Searching for someone was not something that could be done on a whim, especially with their small group; there were simply too few of them. There was no way to find one person in such a massive Shrek City. The best method was to ask the Shrek Patrol Team for help. As a student of Shrek Academy, Huo Yuhao certainly had that convenience. The only question now was whether to wait here—what if Huo Yuhao was just simply late? Asking the patrol team for help would be somewhat useless.

"Let's wait a little longer. If he doesn't show up in an hour, we'll ask the patrol team for help," Bei Bei concluded.

Before Bei Bei could finish, as soon as his voice fell, a figure walked out of the alley and into their sight. However, this person's appearance was too terrifying; he was covered in blood, and as he walked, blood was still dripping continuously. His clothes weren't just stained red; there was also a portion of white, which shocked the three descendants of great families who had some knowledge of such things. At most, they had only heard descriptions or killed a few soul beasts where their elders helped with the cleanup. This truly exceeded their threshold of acceptance.

The person walked with a stumbling gait, clearly lacking strength, and kept his head lowered, making it impossible to see his face. However, it was clear from his height that he was a minor. A sense of familiarity arose in their hearts, yet they dared not confirm if this was the guess they held in their minds.

The blood-covered person suddenly looked up. "Help me out... I really don't have any strength left."

At this moment, they were certain: it was Huo Yuhao, no matter how much they didn't want to believe it. They rushed to catch Huo Yuhao's body, not caring about getting blood on themselves. Their strength had been cultivated to this level, so their mental fortitude was undoubtedly top-tier. In this regard, the Sun Moon Empire and the Evil Soul Masters were somewhat lacking.

"Where are you hurt, little junior brother? Who hurt you? Forget it, let's hurry and get you treated."

Huo Yuhao grabbed Bei Bei's arm tightly, using his last bit of strength to say: "Senior brother, I'm fine. I'm just very weak. I need to eat—a lot of food."

Huo Yuhao didn't have a single injury on him; even a small scratch would be a questioning of Electrolux's power. As for where the terrifying-looking blood on his body came from, it made Huo Yuhao blush. It was because after he regained control of his body, he didn't immediately grasp his physical condition and tried to use power that exceeded his current capabilities, causing him to crash and fall due to a lack of physical coordination. That was a disaster, as there were some things left on the ground. Just like that, Huo Yuhao's clothes soaked it all up thoroughly.

After resting for a while, he finally had some strength, struggled to climb up, and desperately tried not to think about his situation, focusing entirely on the journey he absolutely could not be late for. Hunger constantly coiled around Huo Yuhao's body. No matter how strong Electrolux was, using power required energy. The expenditure of mental power didn't require Huo Yuhao to provide it, but the body's energy was unavoidable. Exploding with such unreasonable speed had already made the energy expenditure incredible. What more could he ask for?

In the end, under the mockery of Wang Yi and Tian Meng, he left his Shrek Academy identification information at the scene. Not many people here would dare to touch it, presumably. This method was suggested by Wang Yi. Huo Yuhao didn't understand the reason, but he was already used to handing over his brain—it was so relaxing. He didn't understand why so many people in novels resisted their family's arrangements for them. Huo Yuhao already had it so good with Wang Yi giving him ideas; he couldn't even imagine how happy it would be to have a family arrange everything for him—that exceeded the scope of his imagination.

By the last stretch, the hunger had almost driven Huo Yuhao insane. Fortunately, he still had a little strength left to mention his "injury."

Not long after, Huo Yuhao began to eat at that remote restaurant with high consumption. For some reason, as soon as he smelled the fragrance, Huo Yuhao's exhausted strength suddenly returned. He jumped up to eat, devouring the food ravenously. It left everyone around him stunned.

As the high-energy food entered his stomach, the green aura went straight to work, beginning to convert it at an extremely fast speed, providing Huo Yuhao with a continuous stream of power. Only after he finished eating did Huo Yuhao have the spare energy to observe his surroundings. One look terrified him—this meal was not cheap. He glanced at Xu Sanshi and felt relieved; he didn't need to worry about the bill.

Only then did he explain the reason, though it deviated slightly from the truth and didn't quite explain his hunger. But none of that mattered anymore. At that time, Huo Yuhao had indeed sensed the aura of death, and even though he knew nothing would happen, he still felt a bit of the relief of surviving a disaster.

It is good to be alive.