RYEY -Chapter 427 The Bottom Line of an Esper

Only then did Hu Lata realize that Uncle Niu had no idea that what Li Huan had been poisoned with was the most lethal poison in the world. Otherwise, how could he still be joking so lightly? He would probably have been worried sick.

“Uncle Niu, Brother Huan isn’t—”

“Eating still can’t shut your mouth?”

Xiao Dan wanted to speak up for Li Huan, but Hu Lata picked up a piece of chicken and stuffed it into Xiao Dan’s mouth, shooting him a warning glare at the same time. Uncle Niu was already old—was there really any need for him to know so much?

With his mouth full of chicken, Xiao Dan finally understood. But Uncle Niu looked at him suspiciously, then turned his stern gaze to Li Huan, his expression darkening.

“Huan-zi, tell me honestly—what poison did you get hit with? Is your life in danger?”

“Uncle Niu, the poison was pretty vicious at first. But didn’t I marry a good wife, and don’t we have Uncle Lata here? So the King of Hell said my lifespan isn’t over yet and wouldn’t let me report in.”

“Qiao-girl, Huan-zi has always been glib and unreliable. The things that come out of his mouth aren’t worth a fart. You tell me honestly.”

“Uncle Niu, don’t worry. Li Huan still has five children. They’re not grown yet—how could he just drop everything and quit?”

Only then did Uncle Niu finally relax a little—just a little. At this point, he suddenly recalled that ever since Li Huan came back in the latter half of New Year’s Eve, he hadn’t gone out for more than half a month.

“Comrade leader, is there still room to sit up front? After we finish eating, I’ll go sit in front so I won’t disturb Qiao-girl while she treats Huan-zi.”

Hu Lata nodded repeatedly. He could already tell that Li Huan’s meditation had begun to show some minor results. Given enough time, he might truly be able to take in a disciple. Naturally, he didn’t want anyone disturbing Li Huan.

Uncle Niu moved to the front of the truck. In all his decades of life, this was his first time riding in such a large military vehicle. Through the glass windshield, he could see far, far into the distance.

As the truck started up, Uncle Niu’s field of vision suddenly broadened. Watching Xiao Dan skillfully drive such a huge truck, a sense of pride welled up in his heart. He straightened his chest and lifted his head, as if the truck belonged to his own family.

Hu Lata smiled faintly, leaned back against the seat, and closed his eyes to rest. Yet his thoughts drifted far away to Hexi. In truth, the situation in Hexi was hardly optimistic for Cheng Qiao either.

They had already received news that the matter of Li Bing—who had once been on the brink of death—being revived by a single pill from Cheng Qiao had somehow spread. Many countries now knew that Hua Nation had produced a medical sage with virtually no ability to protect herself.

Why call her a medical sage? Because she could revive the dead and regenerate flesh on bare bones. With nothing more than the silver needles and pills in her hands, she could bring someone who was all but lifeless back from the brink.

Their undercover agents had even conducted a special examination of Li Bing and discovered that all his bodily data and functions were far superior to what they had been before his injury. At the very least, his old injuries had completely vanished.

Moreover, this Li Bing whom Cheng Qiao had saved—both physically and mentally—was far more vigorous and enduring than before, and his sensitivity had also increased significantly.

This discovery caused many foreign espers to focus their attention on Cheng Qiao. All of them wanted to seize this woman and make her their ultimate safeguard.

But very quickly, they realized that several espers far stronger than themselves were guarding Cheng Qiao—and doing so twenty-four hours a day, without interruption.

On the one hand, they were furious; on the other, they also knew that the fact Cheng Qiao had no self-protection ability was true. Otherwise, why had she never discovered that there were hidden guards around her?

It wasn’t until the four-man organization from the “Little Japan” country was completely wiped out that these scattered forces finally cursed under their breath and left. With their current level of abilities, they really couldn’t stir up any trouble.

But while the scattered forces withdrew, those more powerful and advanced countries instead became even more determined. Some had even shouted slogans, swearing they would not rest until they got Cheng Qiao.

Of course, they had also considered kidnapping Cheng Qiao’s children and forcing her to comply. But the person who proposed this idea was killed by their own ability-users the moment he voiced it.

This was the difference between ability-users and ordinary people. Ability-users found it very difficult to have children, and once they did, those children were precious beyond measure. Therefore, there were unspoken rules among them: you do not lay hands on a peer’s children.

Over time, this rule became the absolute bottom line for ability-users. Whoever dared cross it would have to pay with their life first—otherwise, not a single one of their own children would survive.

Thus, under a swift and lethal show of force, anyone harboring such thoughts was completely silenced. Since that path was closed, they could only bide their time, continuously dispatching more spies into Huaguo, hoping for a successful sneak attack.

Hu Lata, irritated and restless, took out a cigarette and lit it. Now even the military district hospital had foreign agents lurking inside; protecting Cheng Qiao was becoming increasingly difficult.

Meanwhile, the Cheng Qiao whom so many people coveted sat quietly on a cushion inside a small wooden cabin, her thoughts surging. She had never realized before that her comfort and smooth-sailing life had all been built upon the protection of the state.

And then there were her children—so young, and so many of them. Cheng Li had even been trafficked by human smugglers, yet she had never seen ability-users from other countries come to harm him.

What did this mean? It meant the state had long since arranged for people to secretly protect Cheng Li. As long as his life was not in immediate danger, those protecting him would not easily make a move.

After understanding all this, Cheng Qiao suddenly felt deeply grateful to Ye Chengying. It was he who had allowed her to enter the Military District College of Traditional Chinese Medicine; it was he who had put her in charge of the Military District Health Clinic.

After she graduated, she would be able to put on a green military uniform and a white lab coat, devote herself wholeheartedly to serving the country and easing the people’s worries, and properly manage the Military District Health Clinic.

Oh right—she also wanted to establish an ability-user medical rescue team, dedicated to saving ability-users like Hu Lata. Although they had special abilities, the dangers they faced were far greater than those faced by stationed soldiers.

Seeing that Li Huan had already entered a perfect state of meditation, Cheng Qiao tiptoed around to check all the coal stoves. Finding that they were all burning strongly, she flashed and entered her space.

First, she went to the lounge and wrote down everything she planned to do—too many things could easily be forgotten. Then she went to the backyard and carefully checked Little Redhead. Only then did she notice that another layer of qilin grass had grown on the Qilin Resurrection Tree.

This was an unexpected delight. Cheng Qiao plucked the qilin grass, and the Qilin Resurrection Tree twitched its trunk resentfully, expressing its dissatisfaction to the fullest.

“Old tree, don’t be so stingy. Every day you enjoy the spiritual energy of my space, drink my space’s spiritual water, and don’t even have the threat of the big blue tiger. What’s wrong with me plucking a bit of grass from you?”

The Qilin Resurrection Tree went still. Cheng Qiao’s words weren’t pleasant to hear, but they did make sense. It couldn’t just eat and drink for free without giving anything in return.

Cheng Qiao pushed open the magical wooden house again and went to the drawer for the Resurrection Pills. She dumped all the qilin grass inside, added space water and other medicinal ingredients, and the drawer closed automatically.