Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?
Author: 宇宙无敌暴龙烧鹅
Chapter 92: Who Wouldnât Be Anxious?
Chapter 92: Who Wouldnât Be Anxious?
"So, after all that, you were just waiting for me here?"
Chen Huai'an shook his head as he watched the plot unfold.
His main quest was to increase Li Qingranâs survival rate in the Zhongzhou Secret Realm. At the time, he had wondered if he could prevent Li Qingran from going at all. But now? The storyline had locked her fateâshe was destined to go, and the reason? To refine the Hundred Herb Detox Pill for him.
Well⦠it wasnât entirely unexpected.
Still, it felt pretty nice to have someone this concerned about him.
Chen Huai'an suddenly thought of his ex-girlfriend. After seeing him make money from livestreaming and even appear on a variety show, she actually had the nerve to message him on Green Bubble, asking to get back together?
Screw that!
Back when he was hospitalized, she hadnât visited him even once.
Shaking his head, Chen Huai'an suddenly caught the scent of blood on himself. That was when he rememberedâafter all the chaos earlier, he still hadnât changed clothes.
"This hotelâs a no-go now. Gotta take a shower and get out of here!"
He quickly packed up his things, grabbed a few fresh outfits, and headed for the bathroom.
Baji stared at the neatly packed suitcase. Even though it still didnât fully understand human matters, it could tellâBoss was about to leave.
[Please, let Boss forget I exist when he leaves.]
Baji prayed silently in its heart.
Sure, staying here meant it could absorb Spiritual Qi every day, but life was just too stressful! It had lost weight!
Out there, all it had to do was find a quiet place to lay low. As the worldâs Spiritual Qi continued to recover, thereâd be more than enough to go around. By then, even without Bossâ spiritual plants, it could still achieve true Spiritual Qi freedom.
If it stayed any longer⦠it feared it might end up with that thing they talked about on TV.
Right! Depression!
Baji slinked into an inconspicuous corner, trying to shrink its presence as much as possible while dreaming of a peaceful life.
Hospitalâ
Although Lin Lingling wasnât yet an official Demon Slayer, the bearded officer still rushed to the hospital out of concern for his soon-to-be subordinate. He also wanted to find out exactly what had happened. He remembered that the mission she took was supposed to be fairly simple. Given her abilities, she shouldnât have been severely injured.
"A miracle! An absolute medical miracle!"
"Incredible! Iâve never seen a human with such insane self-healing abilities!"
The bearded officer halted at the hospital room door. Something was off.
What was going on inside? He leaned in to listen.
"Can you believe this? When she was brought in, she had three broken ribs on each side of her chest. Now? All six are almost fully healed!"
"And get thisâdespite being covered in blood, we just ran tests, and she isnât even anemic! Can you believe that?"
"You know what this means? Her red blood cells and stem cells regenerate way faster than a normal personâs!"
"Should we report this to the director? This girl could be a breakthrough for medical science!"
"No can do. Sheâs got a special status. I got a call just before coming inâtold us to keep our mouths shut. Ugh, I donât know what these big shots are trying to cover up all the time, but somethingâs seriously offâ¦"
Wait⦠Lin Lingling had that strong of a self-healing ability?
Why didnât she ever mention it before?
What a hidden gem!
To officially join the Demon Slayers, one had to meet two conditions.
First, they needed to reach the "Master" rankâthis required handling five incidents of any difficulty level. Second, they had to join voluntarily.
Of course, as the head of the Tianfu Demon Slayers, he had the authority to waive the first requirement if he saw promising talent.
Like Lin Lingling.
Honestly, not many Awakened individuals wanted to join the Demon Slayers.
Why?
Because, in the past, there wasnât anything particularly tempting to lure them in. Plus, there was a rule requiring at least one mission per monthâeach mission meant facing danger.
Most ordinary people who suddenly gained powers? They got cocky. They craved freedom. But after seeing how terrifying demons could be, that same ego made them value their lives even more.
Money? Some Awakened could make easy cash just by using their abilities. The Demon Slayersâ salary meant nothing to them.
And cracking down on those misusing their powers? Not so simple.
What could they even charge them with? If someone used their power to pick up antiques on the cheap and resell them, that wasnât exactly a crime. Itâs not like they were harming society. Could you really call it "illegally obtaining assets"?
Recruitment had been an uphill battle from the start.
Lin Lingling was an exception.
Her parents were divorced, her father didnât care, and her mother didnât love her. She barely had enough money to attend school.
What she lacked most was money. So when he offered her financial support, this girlâwho often didnât even have enough to eatâwas moved to tears and swore to join the Demon Slayers.
However, according to the initial assessment, her strength was only at the White Rank, and she had no self-healing abilities.
Did she awaken this regenerative power after surviving this recent danger?
No point in eavesdropping any further.
The bearded officer coughed twice and walked in, flashing his credentials to the doctors.
"Alright, this is no longer your concern. Leave."
The doctors exchanged glances before exiting the ICU.
The bearded officer pulled out a syringe and injected it into Lin Linglingâs arm.
Less than ten minutes later, she slowly regained consciousness from the anesthesia.
"Boss?" Lin Lingling blinked groggily at the bearded officer.
He casually raised the now-empty syringe. "High-speed cell regeneration serum. Cost me 10 merit points. You owe me."
"Thank you." Lin Lingling bit her lip, truly grateful.
For each mission, depending on the difficulty, a Demon Slayer could earn anywhere from 1 to 100 merit points.
She only had three merit pointsânot nearly enough to buy such a high-grade healing serum.
"No need for thanks. Itâs an investment." The bearded officer sat by her bed, lighting a cigarette.
"Now, tell meâhow did an ordinary mission land you in this condition?"
"Faulty intel." Lin Lingling clenched her teeth in frustration. "No idea how long that mission was on the board, but damn it, the report said there was only one Grade-A Black Rat Spirit. When I got there? It wasnât oneâit was a whole swarm!"
"They reproduced?" The bearded officer raised an eyebrow.
"Exactly! Two adult Black Rat Spirits, leading a whole litter of smaller ones. Lucky for me, they werenât the type that eats flesh, or Iâd be dead by now."
Seeing Lin Linglingâs angry expression, the bearded officer awkwardly scratched his nose.
As the head of the Demon Slayers, it was his responsibility to keep intel updated.
But could he really be blamed?
They were severely understaffed!
He had just gotten back from a mission himselfâhadnât even had time to sit down properly.
At least he had taken the chance to test out the new
issued from above. And he had to admitâit was damn effective!
Before, he used to be cautious when facing Grade-A demons. But now? With the
, he could go full force. That dog demon he fought earlier had been running for its life.
The Demon Slayers would only grow stronger from here.
Thinking that, his guilt eased a little.
Yeah⦠tonight, heâd grab a copy of the
for Lin Lingling. That should at least boost her survival rate.
"So, how many did you kill?" he asked, steering the conversation away.
"The mother. And all the little ones," Lin Lingling replied, expressionless. "The father lost his mind after that. I couldnât beat him."
The bearded officer paused.
Well⦠yeah. If it were him, heâd lose his mind too.
Still, he reassured her, "You did well. Iâll count this mission as complete. Iâll have people handle the cleanup⦠By the way, you used the scent-masking potion, right?"
Lin Linglingâs face went pale.
Her still-groggy mind suddenly realized what she had forgotten.
The bearded officer narrowed his eyes. "Why arenât you saying anything?"
"I⦠I thought this mission was easy. I was sure Iâd get the kill, so I didnât buy the potionâ¦" Lin Lingling admitted, looking like she was about to cry.
The bearded officerâs face darkened.
Which meantâon Chen Huaiâanâs sideâ¦
"Boss! We need to save him!"
Outside, a few doctors had been eavesdropping.
Thenâ
BANG!
The ICU door flew off its hinges, embedding itself into the opposite wall at an angle.
All they saw was a pitch-black blur darting out the eighth-floor window.
...
"So, after all that, you were just waiting for me here?"
Chen Huai'an shook his head as he watched the plot unfold.
His main quest was to increase Li Qingranâs survival rate in the Zhongzhou Secret Realm. At the time, he had wondered if he could prevent Li Qingran from going at all. But now? The storyline had locked her fateâshe was destined to go, and the reason? To refine the Hundred Herb Detox Pill for him.
Well⦠it wasnât entirely unexpected.
Still, it felt pretty nice to have someone this concerned about him.
Chen Huai'an suddenly thought of his ex-girlfriend. After seeing him make money from livestreaming and even appear on a variety show, she actually had the nerve to message him on Green Bubble, asking to get back together?
Screw that!
Back when he was hospitalized, she hadnât visited him even once.
Shaking his head, Chen Huai'an suddenly caught the scent of blood on himself. That was when he rememberedâafter all the chaos earlier, he still hadnât changed clothes.
"This hotelâs a no-go now. Gotta take a shower and get out of here!"
He quickly packed up his things, grabbed a few fresh outfits, and headed for the bathroom.
Baji stared at the neatly packed suitcase. Even though it still didnât fully understand human matters, it could tellâBoss was about to leave.
[Please, let Boss forget I exist when he leaves.]
Baji prayed silently in its heart.
Sure, staying here meant it could absorb Spiritual Qi every day, but life was just too stressful! It had lost weight!
Out there, all it had to do was find a quiet place to lay low. As the worldâs Spiritual Qi continued to recover, thereâd be more than enough to go around. By then, even without Bossâ spiritual plants, it could still achieve true Spiritual Qi freedom.
If it stayed any longer⦠it feared it might end up with that thing they talked about on TV.
Right! Depression!
Baji slinked into an inconspicuous corner, trying to shrink its presence as much as possible while dreaming of a peaceful life.
Hospitalâ
Although Lin Lingling wasnât yet an official Demon Slayer, the bearded officer still rushed to the hospital out of concern for his soon-to-be subordinate. He also wanted to find out exactly what had happened. He remembered that the mission she took was supposed to be fairly simple. Given her abilities, she shouldnât have been severely injured.
"A miracle! An absolute medical miracle!"
"Incredible! Iâve never seen a human with such insane self-healing abilities!"
The bearded officer halted at the hospital room door. Something was off.
What was going on inside? He leaned in to listen.
"Can you believe this? When she was brought in, she had three broken ribs on each side of her chest. Now? All six are almost fully healed!"
"And get thisâdespite being covered in blood, we just ran tests, and she isnât even anemic! Can you believe that?"
"You know what this means? Her red blood cells and stem cells regenerate way faster than a normal personâs!"
"Should we report this to the director? This girl could be a breakthrough for medical science!"
"No can do. Sheâs got a special status. I got a call just before coming inâtold us to keep our mouths shut. Ugh, I donât know what these big shots are trying to cover up all the time, but somethingâs seriously offâ¦"
Wait⦠Lin Lingling had that strong of a self-healing ability?
Why didnât she ever mention it before?
What a hidden gem!
To officially join the Demon Slayers, one had to meet two conditions.
First, they needed to reach the "Master" rankâthis required handling five incidents of any difficulty level. Second, they had to join voluntarily.
Of course, as the head of the Tianfu Demon Slayers, he had the authority to waive the first requirement if he saw promising talent.
Like Lin Lingling.
Honestly, not many Awakened individuals wanted to join the Demon Slayers.
Why?
Because, in the past, there wasnât anything particularly tempting to lure them in. Plus, there was a rule requiring at least one mission per monthâeach mission meant facing danger.
Most ordinary people who suddenly gained powers? They got cocky. They craved freedom. But after seeing how terrifying demons could be, that same ego made them value their lives even more.
Money? Some Awakened could make easy cash just by using their abilities. The Demon Slayersâ salary meant nothing to them.
And cracking down on those misusing their powers? Not so simple.
What could they even charge them with? If someone used their power to pick up antiques on the cheap and resell them, that wasnât exactly a crime. Itâs not like they were harming society. Could you really call it "illegally obtaining assets"?
Recruitment had been an uphill battle from the start.
Lin Lingling was an exception.
Her parents were divorced, her father didnât care, and her mother didnât love her. She barely had enough money to attend school.
What she lacked most was money. So when he offered her financial support, this girlâwho often didnât even have enough to eatâwas moved to tears and swore to join the Demon Slayers.
However, according to the initial assessment, her strength was only at the White Rank, and she had no self-healing abilities.
Did she awaken this regenerative power after surviving this recent danger?
No point in eavesdropping any further.
The bearded officer coughed twice and walked in, flashing his credentials to the doctors.
"Alright, this is no longer your concern. Leave."
The doctors exchanged glances before exiting the ICU.
The bearded officer pulled out a syringe and injected it into Lin Linglingâs arm.
Less than ten minutes later, she slowly regained consciousness from the anesthesia.
"Boss?" Lin Lingling blinked groggily at the bearded officer.
He casually raised the now-empty syringe. "High-speed cell regeneration serum. Cost me 10 merit points. You owe me."
"Thank you." Lin Lingling bit her lip, truly grateful.
For each mission, depending on the difficulty, a Demon Slayer could earn anywhere from 1 to 100 merit points.
She only had three merit pointsânot nearly enough to buy such a high-grade healing serum.
"No need for thanks. Itâs an investment." The bearded officer sat by her bed, lighting a cigarette.
"Now, tell meâhow did an ordinary mission land you in this condition?"
"Faulty intel." Lin Lingling clenched her teeth in frustration. "No idea how long that mission was on the board, but damn it, the report said there was only one Grade-A Black Rat Spirit. When I got there? It wasnât oneâit was a whole swarm!"
"They reproduced?" The bearded officer raised an eyebrow.
"Exactly! Two adult Black Rat Spirits, leading a whole litter of smaller ones. Lucky for me, they werenât the type that eats flesh, or Iâd be dead by now."
Seeing Lin Linglingâs angry expression, the bearded officer awkwardly scratched his nose.
As the head of the Demon Slayers, it was his responsibility to keep intel updated.
But could he really be blamed?
They were severely understaffed!
He had just gotten back from a mission himselfâhadnât even had time to sit down properly.
At least he had taken the chance to test out the new
issued from above. And he had to admitâit was damn effective!
Before, he used to be cautious when facing Grade-A demons. But now? With the
, he could go full force. That dog demon he fought earlier had been running for its life.
The Demon Slayers would only grow stronger from here.
Thinking that, his guilt eased a little.
Yeah⦠tonight, heâd grab a copy of the
for Lin Lingling. That should at least boost her survival rate.
"So, how many did you kill?" he asked, steering the conversation away.
"The mother. And all the little ones," Lin Lingling replied, expressionless. "The father lost his mind after that. I couldnât beat him."
The bearded officer paused.
Well⦠yeah. If it were him, heâd lose his mind too.
Still, he reassured her, "You did well. Iâll count this mission as complete. Iâll have people handle the cleanup⦠By the way, you used the scent-masking potion, right?"
Lin Linglingâs face went pale.
Her still-groggy mind suddenly realized what she had forgotten.
The bearded officer narrowed his eyes. "Why arenât you saying anything?"
"I⦠I thought this mission was easy. I was sure Iâd get the kill, so I didnât buy the potionâ¦" Lin Lingling admitted, looking like she was about to cry.
The bearded officerâs face darkened.
Which meantâon Chen Huaiâanâs sideâ¦
"Boss! We need to save him!"
Outside, a few doctors had been eavesdropping.
Thenâ
BANG!
The ICU door flew off its hinges, embedding itself into the opposite wall at an angle.
All they saw was a pitch-black blur darting out the eighth-floor window.
...