[All in all, you did very well this time. You successfully came back alive from Midnight and brought out the crucial item.]
Xu Zhi smiled helplessly. "You call that successful?"
The Narrator fell silent as well, but its reason for doing so was simply this:
[Perhaps this journey through Midnight seemed exceptionally difficult to you, but I must tell you that compared to others, you paid the lightest price and gained the best reward.]
"Sounds like someone has had bad luck in Midnight before?"
[Not someone. Anyone who enters Midnight will face enormous danger. The fact that you have only suffered physical injuries and mild mental contamination is already an exceptionally good outcome.]
Xu Zhi thumped her head, which hurt so badly she wanted to rip it off. "This is only mild contamination?"
[Of course. Aren't you still conscious?] [If it had reached moderate contamination, how could you possibly still know who you were? How could you have avoided any mutation?]
Xu Zhi grew curious. "What about severe contamination?"
[Some of Midnight's inhabitants were once Transcendentals who suffered severe contamination. They can no longer remember who they are, no longer possess reason, and cannot leave Midnight.]
Damn, that was miserable.
Looking at it that way, she really was doing fairly well.
Xu Zhi remained seated on the floor against the wall for quite a while. It was not that she wanted to sit there so pathetically; even though Yu Shenwei's blood had healed most of her external injuries, the agony in her head had barely eased.
Xu Zhi could tell that if she tried to stand, she might collapse again the very next second. Her head was simply too dizzy. Even when she pressed a hand against the