Two days later.
Monk of Joy opened his eyes in the Medical Pod, waved away the blue electric arcs surrounding his body, and slowly sat up in the pale green liquid. Looking toward the other Medical Pod beside him, he said, "I didn't expect it to be so quick."
"The barrier Snow Ji made was excellent. There was very little difference between inside and outside, so the fusion erosion was relatively simple."
Amid the splashing of water, Zeng Ju sat up in that Medical Pod, shut off the liquid nitrogen with his mind, rose and put on his military uniform, then walked to the window and looked outside.
Monk of Joy rose and went to the bathing equipment by the wall to rinse himself with hot water.
He needed to bathe in high-temperature flames to feel even a little pleasure, just as Jing Jiu liked soaking in magma.
But only washing with water could satisfy a spiritual need, even for an immortal-or a Buddha.
Water droplets slid down his thin golden body, covered in carved marks, and vanished in an instant. He took a monk's robe from Great Nirvana, put it on, and walked to the window.
Outside the window lay the fields beyond Wushi City, covered in a vast blanket of white snow. Far away, the engineering mecha were faintly visible as black specks.
"I don't understand His Majesty's intentions," Monk of Joy said expressionlessly. "When I saw her living in seclusion in that apartment building that day, I fell into troubled contemplation. Later, on the basketball court, I thought she wanted to subdue Jing Jiu, but now it seems that wasn't right either."
Zeng Ju had seen the basketball court on the light screen, but not what happened afterward. He asked, "Subdue Jing Jiu?"
"I saw her successfully