Ti flies.
In this busy life, a month has passed in a blink of an eye.
October 14th, morning.
"..."
In the bedroom, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, the dark golden flas in them still quietly burning, as if they would never extinguish.
Lin Guang slowly got up, gently covering his forehead, a light dizziness and discomfort still lingering in his mind.
He muttered to himself, "What ti is it?"
"Nine thirty-six."
A familiar cold voice reached his ears.
Upon hearing the words, Lin Guang gently exhaled and ca back to his senses, looking around.
To open the window for ventilation, the curtains had been pulled back, and the bright sunlight outside had already poured in, but there was a patch of shade covering the area where his pillow was, seemingly ant to block the morning sunlight from hitting his eyes and affecting his sleep quality.
This shade ca from the graceful figure standing by his bedside.
Blocking the sunlight for him was Chelina, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, her posture upright.
He didn’t know how long she had stood there observing his sleeping posture.
Lin Guang was slightly taken aback, "You’ve worked hard."
He picked up the phone beside his pillow, blew away a few golden hairs from a little fox ball, and unlocked the screen.
As expected, it was half past nine.
Although today was Saturday, it was an incredible thing for him, who never indulged.
Perhaps he’s been too tired lately? The dreams every night seed endless... yet he rembered nothing.
Lin Guang opened the panel and habitually looked at the Talent Evolution Level in his status bar.
A few days after contracting with Chelina, this progress bar jumped from 7% to 10%, making him believe the speed would pick up in the future.
But unexpectedly...
After a month, it was still only 14%.
Will it reach halfway by the state competition at this rate?
What is missing that slowed the progression of his talent?
Moreover, he was honestly quite annoyed from deep within due to the daily dreams.
Lin Guang knew well that the content of these dreams might be related to his partners, but there had been no further progress, as if he had hit so kind of bottleneck.
He could vaguely feel... this was due to damage to his talent.
Now that one-seventh of the evolution level was complete, Lin Guang finally could perceive that his Heart of Terra did indeed have significant missing parts, losing abilities directly related to his dreams.
What thoughts and feelings would a disabled person have upon seeing their missing limb and realizing they couldn’t easily accomplish certain tasks anymore?
The answer is.
It feels like phantom pain from when it was still there, and an uncontrollable impulse, a yearning for its return and to be perfect again.
Even a person with good heart nature can’t avoid this impulse.
It is instinct.
Lin Guang finally experienced this feeling of torture.
And this feeling made him add layer upon layer of challenges for himself lately, wanting to improve the situation by advancing in Spirit Master level.
Relying on the mysteries of Needle Dao’s Explanation, the unlimited supply of Tier Two ditation Potions, various spiritual materials that Kaiwen added to the ditation Pod liquid, and the precious Tier Five Blue Grade spiritual peach, he even braved the discomfort brought on by Ore Disease, pushed by Chelina, enduring the triple debuffs of Spiritual Power and Sea of Spirit oscillations to forcibly reach level 27.
Three-Star is already not far away.
And because he laid his cards on the table with his partners, he even chose to add the "battle" aspect to his daily routine.
Specifically, besides needing to discuss how low the limit of unrestricted battles could go with Li Kujie, he had to engage in actual combat with various opponents.
And the source of these opponents naturally ca from two individuals.
Master Bai Wu and Principal Liu Feifan.
One was a Daoist School Leader at Five-Star Peak and a hopeful True Man, the other was a retired veteran who had been deeply involved in Zhen Sheng City for many years, with extensive social connections, continually finding veteran Spirit Masters to spar and train with him.
As a result, his improvents in various aspects were extrely swift, and because he occasionally won a match, the Star Shards progress bar began to show significant upward movents.
But...
There still was an inexplicable dissatisfaction, a feeling hard to stop, even if Lin Guang himself actually bore burdens several tis heavier than his partners.
And as long as the missing parts of his soul remained unfilled... this pathological dissatisfaction would probably persist indefinitely.
Like morning grumpiness, at this mont, an unusual frown and low pressure appeared on the young man’s overly handso face.
However, just then, a wet towel suddenly appeared in front of him.
Lin Guang instinctively raised his hand to take it, but the towel instead gently brushed towards his face.
The wolf-eared girl slightly bent down, leaning close to him, her hand gently resting on Lin Guang’s shoulder, the dampness of the towel combined with the soft movents of her other hand acting on his face.
Her actions were ticulous, wiping every corner of Lin Guang’s face before flipping the towel over and doing it again.
As she wiped, she spoke softly, "For the sake of your physical and ntal health, it would be best if you could rest for a few days, refrain from battling; besides using the ditation Pod, don’t replace sleep with ditation on weekends."
Lin Guang responded instinctively, "I’m fine..."
After wiping his face, Chelina put the towel away without speaking, but continued maintaining the position of leaning down, her hand on Lin Guang’s shoulder, observing him with her amber eyes from a very close distance.
She spoke softly, "Vishdair and Lisa also worry about your health."
After uttering these words, the girl fell silent.
But in those seemingly calm and deep beautiful eyes, there was actually a clear worry and concern.
Suddenly, Lin Guang had a feeling.
Even though she still played the role of a maid and appeared to be around the sa age as him and Vishdair, her gaze and words were like those of an older sister watching her younger brother relentlessly endure hardships, disregarding his health.
Although she didn’t say much, this close, concerned observation was in fact the most heart-wrenching interrogation.
Speaking of which, to take into account her past, Lin Guang never asked specifically about her exact age.
Could she really be several years older than him?
He shook his head, stopped overthinking, and lowered his head slightly, "Sorry."
"I will adjust my status as soon as possible."
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