Zhao Lin passed out.
Ye Qiyan had Lisette juice a Whiteforest Fruit and feed it to her.
Her body was extremely weak, as though she had suffered a devastating blow.
"This really is... one hell of a favor to owe."
He bought a Soft Bed from the Trading Platform and had Zhao Lin lie down on it.
Ye Qiyan silently placed the Card Sequence called Flower Heart Lock beside her.
He hated owing people favors more than anything.
Especially like this.
She had helped him, only to end up severely injured and unconscious, with ominous Bad Luck even lingering all over her.
He completely understood how those who owed Monrojina a karmic debt must have felt.
It was a very complicated feeling.
He could have simply been a scumbag, ignored Zhao Lin's current condition, and left her to whatever might happen.
But...
He couldn't.
Selfish as Ye Qiyan was.
He wasn't vile enough for that.
After getting Zhao Lin settled, Ye Qiyan sat a short distance away, looking at the gold called "Courage" in his hand.
"The items this Golden Race produced all seem pretty absurd."
Just think how absurd the Golden Critical Hit Card was.
It was only a level-six item, yet it unconditionally multiplied the power of a single attack fiftyfold.
That was pure numerical power, without any other attributes mixed in.
But that seemed to be the very essence of the "Golden Race."
[Power]
Pure power.
"Level nine... phew. In theory, with Ascension as it is now, ascending a level-nine item should be like ascending a level-eight one before: Ultimate Ascension, turning it into something without a level..."
Ye Qiyan murmured to himself.
"Should I save it? Wait until I can... no..."
He shook his head, rejecting that overly greedy idea.
"I might find something better later.