Chapter 116: The Scary Feline (2/2)
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”Ah!” Could it be…
Her mind went chaotic as she mumbled in disbelief.
Ye Chong was hung in Shang’s right hand as his eyes coldly fixed on that woman who had wounded his body! It was inevitable that her other attributes were far inferior than Ye Chong, yet she almost had him. What a scary feline! What a horrible woman! No! Such fearsome mentalist!
Shang glided between the trees agilely. He was fast and moved with grace that the ace pilots were sweating just by seeing his performance.
Outside the woods there lied a broad lake, which was unfamiliar to Ye Chong. The incoming wind felt humid with a faint refreshing sensation. The water was crystal clear and mechs of all walks of models were flying above it.
Before he could utter a word, his back felt hollow as he drastically fell. He panicked.
”Ye, I’m dreadfully sorry… I…I… fooled around too much just now… I had run out of energy… I…I…I…I am…h…heading back to…di…dimension,” only silence followed afterwards.
”Shang, you jerk!” cursed Ye Chong again. Even a saint like Ye Chong in most times could not bear with such crap as he fell all the way down haplessly.
Splash!
Ye Chong fell into the water as he was gargled by the river. Ye Chong might be an expert in piloting but he was still a novice in swimming. He did not know how to swim and he was struggling, drowning! He inhaled the fine portion of the mere air he got and he walked in the water. Due to his amazing control of his speed, he could feel the flow of the water clearly. As he became much calmer when being closer to death, his brain discerned every single bit of information in the surroundings. He analyzed instantly with his past experiences as he attempted a variety of coordinations of his body in the water.
Not too long after Ye Chong dropped into the water, a purple mech zoomed by the lake.
The air flow created by its speed lifted ripples on the surface of the lake.
Gasp!
A head popped out on the lake, grasping for air. That was Ye Chong. The mask on his face somehow fell off when he was underwater. His face looked pale after holding his breath for so long.
Cough! Ugh!
He spat out the plants from his mouth. Ye Chong concluded his discovery on a method to stay on water and not to sink. His legs stepped on the water rhythmically, trying to stay afloat with the flows he created, though he had probably drunk gallons of them.
I am not expecting to be saved!
He clumsily propelled towards the shore. He whimpered as his wounds ached by water and his exaggerated movements. Damn you Shang! If you get back on… No! I should never get you back on! This was like the nth time Ye Chong cursed the drugged robot.
Well the cursing did not help Ye Chong in any bit, not even to distract him from the pain he had to suffer. If it was Mu, he would not have to suffer any of these! Only Shang this jerk could be such a nuisance to drop him into the water! Ye Chong laughed bitterly.
When he finally got to the shore, he collapsed. His calves felt strained… The fight with Feng Su was too energy consuming as every move could cost his life. Most of his stamina was depleted in the end. His wound… It was bad, especially after being dipped in the water for too long… It was a miracle that Ye Chong could still hurl himself to the shore.
He was tired, so tired that he could barely lift his fingers. He could imagine himself never waking up again if he ever fell asleep.
The star blazed like a fireball. The warmth showered onto Ye Chong’s body, comforting and hypnotizing it was, like the cradle of safety. His eyes grew drowsier… but he could not… he could not sleep… this was not a place to rest.
He never expected to be this weak one day! If he would be this weak back on Trash Planet-12, he probably would have became an empty skull gashed by the engulfers.
The sound of footsteps trailed in his ears. There was someone coming! But well… Ye Chong was too worn out to even open his eyes. He knew his fate, that he could not fight back even if the person was hostile. He ridiculed himself, yet he tried to adjust his breath, trying to accumulate the very last ounce of his strength.
The person came before him.
Here it goes!
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Nothing happened. It was surprising to Ye Chong. Nonetheless he had to stay alert, though it might have been pointless in the end, as he looked as good as dead. He tried feeling his breath and eventually, he could feel his strength coming back bit by bit.
Ye Chong never opened his eyes as he assumed that would make the foe reckless. Well, if he were to show resistance, he could only dish out one strike at his very best. At least he could paralyze the foe with a blow of his arm or something… then he would have a cushion for the night, assuming the foe was truly hostile that is.
Out of the blue, he felt the person gently pushing his body!