The Scholar Picks a Fight

Su Ming sat up and found that the numbness had indeed vanished, but he still couldn't use magic. He looked around and found that his five senses had noticeably dulled. He got out of bed and walked a few steps; more than half his stamina was gone too.

There was a domino by the bed. Su Ming picked it up and found a message from Zijin briefly describing what had happened last night.

[After treating Xiwo and Beianqi, I called for reinforcements and logistics support, then reported the battle to the Federation.]

[They already knew from other sources that the enemy was Yexiya. News of our victory caused an uproar.]

[There were too many calls, so I shut down the communication array. Don't turn it on. Receiving so much nonsense wastes magic crystals.]

[Grandpa Xiwo was badly hurt, but his life isn't in danger. I had the support ship take him to the Central Ocean Archipelago,

where he could receive better treatment and rest.]

[Beianqi left aboard a dwarven ship.]

So was it just him and Zijin again? Su Ming wondered as he carried the domino out of the cabin.

The white bone ship was peaceful, sailing slowly through the sea breeze. Gentle waves rolled across the blue sea, and the bone whale swam quietly beside the White Triangle, with only its back above the water.

In the cockpit, two skeletons stood watch in silence. Su Ming checked the equipment and found everything working normally. Of course, the propulsion system was still limping along in its damaged state, but with his magic sealed, he couldn't repair it for now.

Su Ming looked through the ship's log and the gyroscope's course record. Everything was normal. Zijin had chosen a course away from the Central Ocean Waters and the central shipping route,