Chapter 508 - Untitled (1/2)

When Eleven woke up, it was already night time.

The moonlight that shone on the island was pure, and Su Man had somebody rest Eleven on a waterside pavilion where the white moonlight poured down serenely amidst the calm surroundings. The little wind chime outside the waterside pavilion rang freely, lifting people’s moods.

The moonlight reflected off the water surface, leaping onto the ground of the house, lighting up the ground sporadically. When she woke up, she felt a little blurred and did not know where she was. She felt as though she had been asleep for a very long time.

Eleven slowly gathered her memories and frowned uncomfortably. Her heart ached as though millions of silk threads tightly wrapped themselves around her. She felt so uncomfortable that her breath was stuck at her throat.

She had never felt like this in a long time.

Several parts of her body were aching. Her wrist and back were aching the most. The house was extremely quiet. Eleven closed her eyes and listened to the surroundings. She knew she was on the water, and she could only hear somebody else walking around the waterside pavilion carefully lest she be startled.

She calmed her heart, knowing that the person had no malicious intent. Even though she was hardier than many others, her body could no longer endure further battering. She had had enough. She most wanted to rest now and recuperate.

She knew her const.i.tution and the changes to her body extremely well. She did not hope to recover her regular self and only wanted to hold out as long as she could. If she was lucky enough, she would live for a few more years. As she had forcibly gained her newfound body, going back to her past self would mean losing her shocking strength and her inherent skills. These were things she was unwilling to lose.

She slowly gathered her memories. They surged back and she was stuck at the moment she encountered the tornado at sea. Her memory of what later happened was extremely scrambled and she could not recall their faces but knew that they seemed to be extremely hostile. She was then moved. Where did she end up again?

Eleven mocked herself as she thought about how anybody would have been shocked at how she looked, as if she had jumped out of a coffin.

She opened her eyes and felt that everything around her was weird. Her clothes had been changed, and she was in a white s.h.i.+rt and skirt. The wounds on her wrists had been wrapped, and a fragrance wafted toward her. She curiously turned around and noticed that her hair was black, soft as silk, and had a gentle fragrance to it. She was even more curious about how she felt much more comfortable. Obviously, somebody had cleaned her up.

Eleven could not help but laugh at herself. She should really thank the person who cleaned her up as said person would have taken much thought to endure her dirty and unkempt self who had never cleaned up in more than ten days. It was afraid that she would never be thoroughly clean after cleaning up once.

Who had saved her?

Eleven tried to prop herself up and suddenly heard footsteps approaching. Eleven was alert but then saw a familiar face.

“Anya…”

“Eleven, thank goodness you are finally awake…” Cheng Anya quickly walked over and held Eleven’s hands tightly. “What happened to you?” she asked in a choked voice. Her eyes reddened as she touched her bone-dry hands.

She almost could not recognize Eleven in this state. When Su Man came over to tell her about Eleven, she was still elated to hear about it. She, however, encountered Eleven under a strange combination of circ.u.mstances and wished she did not encounter Eleven. She could not recognize Eleven from how skinny her face was, and she seemed especially terrible as her large eyes did not quite match her huge face.

Little did she expect Eleven to turn out like this someday. In her opinion, Eleven and Ye Wei were people who were nigh-unbeatable. This sudden scene left her scrambling to make sense of it.

“Anya, what are you doing here?” Eleven exclaimed in shock. “Where am I?”

Cheng Anya gently smiled as she comforted Eleven who seemed to be in a slight panic. “Don’t panic. We seem to be on an island between the Atlantic Ocean and the Caribbean Ocean, but I’m not particularly certain. Don’t panic. All is safe here. Su Man is here, and you will be here.”

“Su Man?”

“Yes. You looked terrible yesterday, and Su Man used the soul-soothing gra.s.s to suppress the virus in your body. It took quite some effort.” Cheng Anya went on to describe her journey to Eleven while gently holding her shoulders. “You’re still injured, so don’t hasten to speak. Rest well, and we can talk about the rest when you wake up. Relax. n.o.body will be able to hurt you.”

Eleven gently smiled and nodded. “Where’s Su Man?”

“He’s making your medicine,” Cheng Anya said. As she noticed Eleven’s hoa.r.s.e voice, she went over and poured a gla.s.s of throat-soothing tea for her. “Have some tea. Sister Beautiful said that it will make you feel much better.”

Eleven, not insisting, had the tea and finished it all. Cheng Anya poured another cup and Eleven gulped it down as though she had just endured a drought. Eleven felt more comfortable. Her long eyelashes covered her pitch-black eyes. Eleven’s body suddenly ached and she endured for her dear life lest she go berserk. She was afraid of herself going berserk and not recognizing anybody. She hence said, “Anya, you’re pregnant. Don’t hang around here lest I injure you and your child.”

Anya’s heart ached and she shook her head. “It’s okay. Everything will be fine. Su Man will be able to treat you.”

Eleven shook her head and did not want to say much. Cheng Anya did not understand her condition and what she had experienced. Today’s Eleven did not want to go back to her previous self and would rather remain the same. Even if the Mo brothers both took her on at once, she would not lose to them. To her, with might comes right.

She, however, would not tell anybody how she felt. The past ten-over days felt like a lifetime to her, and she seemed to have undergone a complete transformation. Cheng Anya could also sense the change, and she seemed to have an intense melancholy in her.

“Eleven, who messed you up this badly? Was it the Mo brothers?” Cheng Anya asked. She could not bear to see Eleven this bone-thin. She would need a lot of time to recuperate from it.

“It’s my own undoing!” Eleven coldly laughed.

Cheng Anya felt a chill run down her spine. While Eleven typically sounded cold, her words did not seem to inspire coldness. When she heard Eleven speak, there seemed to be a shard of indignation in her voice.

She did not dare guess what happened, and it was definitely something bad. Su Man mentioned that she was already extremely lucky to be able to endure what had happened to her. The normal man would have died many times over.

When Su Man said this, he had an extremely solemn look on his face.

She asked him what happened to Eleven, and he said that Eleven was different from the rest of them. Cheng Anya struggled to understand how Eleven was different from them as Eleven still looked like the Eleven of before.

“It’s okay,” Cheng Anya glibly and quickly replied. She did not know how she could best console her.

“Where’s Su Man? I want to see him,” Eleven flatly said.