Chapter 290: Becoming a spirit
After some thought, Zhang Yi felt that although he still had many, many regrets, these were his two greatest concerns. The rest were trivial matters.
He had no mortal enemies and no unpaid debts. As for dreams and the like, all he could do was laugh at himself.
"Can I deliver the money myself?"
Qin Xiaoxia looked him up and down, then shook his head.
"I'm afraid there isn't that much time. You may only have time for a phone call. As for your savings, we can deliver them for you."
Not even enough time for that? Zhang Yi remembered his fingernails back in the park in Shenzhen City.
He instinctively looked at his left hand, only to discover with horror that red patterns already covered it. But with a blink, they faded again.
His attention focused on his hand. As he examined the sensation closely, he felt a faint, splitting pain that immediately vanished.
"You see? The Flower of Life's restorative power can't hold out much longer. And if we give you another Flower of Life, your body will pass the critical point and explode."
The red-haired "goddess" had said the same thing earlier. Zhang Yi nodded to show he understood.
Nothing could have made the fragility of his life more palpable than this terrifying tug-of-war.
"Lord Sage, after I die, what are the chances that I can continue to exist?"
Qin Xiaoxia did not want to lie to him. He simply shook his head.
"I don't know either. Half of the outcome depends on me. The other half depends on your will and what fate has in store."
"At least it's better than fifty percent..."
With a self-deprecating smile, Zhang Yi reached into his pocket, only to find it empty. Only then did