On this day, the survivors still living witnessed an unforgettable scene in Su City. Countless swords appeared in the sky, one by one, descending vertically. They did not harm them in the slightest, but instead struck the monsters that were hunting them, piercing them directly from head to foot.
The entire Su City witnessed such a scene.
A bald, burly man in a corner of Su City saw this and the excitement in his eyes suddenly ignited.
"Good heavens, that old fellow has brought out his ultimate skill. Little ones, all of you, put in more effort! We can't lose to that old fellow."
"Yes, Captain."
...
When Duan Chen woke up, he was still a bit disoriented, feeling as if he didn't know where he was.
But the moment his gaze fell upon the person beside him, his memories immediately flooded back, and he sat up abruptly.
"Oh, you're awake. Don't sit up so quickly, you might get dizzy."
Yun Nuannuan's sweet and cute voice came from beside him.
Duan Chen turned his head, and instantly remembered that before he fainted, this little girl had secretly set a trap for him.
He squinted at Yun Nuannuan.
Yun Nuannuan stuck out her tongue with a hint of embarrassment.
"Don't be too upset. I was forced to do it. Who told you to keep pushing yourself when you were already at the brink of death? You should have rested properly."
"I really don't know why you're so determined. But all the monsters in Su City have been cleared now."
Duan Chen glanced at the sky outside.
It was broad daylight.
He was now in a hospital ward.
However, it didn't look like Shengxin Hospital.
He couldn't help but voice his confusion.
"Where am I now? How long has it been since I fainted?"
Yun Nuannuan blinked and replied.
"You're in Su City's best hospital, Shengxin Hospital. A full month has passed since you fainted."
"A month?"
Duan Chen exclaimed, unable to hold back.
"How could it be so long?"
When had he been unconscious for a whole month, and not starved to death?
Yun Nuannuan pouted.
She puffed out her cheeks with a hint of grievance.
"I want to know why you were unconscious for a whole month, not eating or drinking! Infusing you with glucose did nothing. If I hadn't been here continuously treating your condition, you would have turned into a mummy by now. Aren't you going to thank me?"
The girl's tone was a little petulant and cute. Although it carried a commanding tone, it wasn't overbearing. Instead, it sounded like she was spoiled. But it didn't make people feel annoyed.
"Thank you," Duan Chen said earnestly.
Because he knew, by all rights, he truly should thank her.
However, after he said thank you, Yun Nuannuan actually froze. Her small face turned slightly red, and she lifted her head as if to hide something.
"N-no need to be so polite."
"Alright, alright. Since you're awake, I'll go tell others."
With that, she jumped off the chair and, without pausing, skipped her way out, her retreating figure suggesting a hasty escape.
Duan Chen lowered his head to look at his hospital gown, put on his slippers, and walked to the window, observing the street scene outside.
Although it still looked a bit desolate and lonely, it had managed to recover somewhat to its state before the Leviathan's resurgence. The faces of the pedestrians still showed unease, but there was little numbness. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It was good that everything was okay. It was good that everything was okay.
Just then, the door to the room suddenly opened.
"You're awake?"
Bai Ye walked in with a bun in his mouth, carrying a thermos flask in his hand. He placed the miscellaneous items in his hand on the bedside table. Looking at Duan Chen, who was standing by the window, he couldn't help but say, "The window is still open. What are you doing there?"
"Patients should act like patients. Come and try the meal I made for you."
Duan Chen shifted his gaze back to Bai Ye's hand, then to the thermos flask on the bedside table, and then back to Bai Ye's face. This back-and-forth movement made Bai Ye irrationally angry.
"What kind of look is that?"
Duan Chen's mood suddenly improved considerably. His lips twitched, and he shook his head slightly.
"It's nothing, I just think..."
Bai Ye's lips curved. "Go on, do you think it's incredible or heaven-shattering? Speak your mind."
Duan Chen coughed and laughed a couple of times, then walked back to the bed and sat down.
"I just think, no more 'mama-boys'."
"You!"
Bai Ye's eyes widened, and he clenched his fists, wishing he could hit him right then and there. Considering the difference in their strength, and that Duan Chen was still a patient, he grudgingly held back. He said stubbornly, "I won't argue with you, considering you're still a patient."
"Are you alone?" Duan Chen asked while unpacking the disposable chopsticks.
Bai Ye sat on another empty hospital bed and nodded.
"Who else would you expect? The entire Su City is undergoing post-disaster reconstruction, and people are needed everywhere. No one has the spare time."
"In the hospital, the nurses and doctors are currently temporary staff transferred from nearby cities."
"Originally, there were some, but they refused to work in Su City even if it meant death. About four or five hundred..."
"Now we can barely keep the hospital running."
As he spoke about the affairs of the outside world, Duan Chen's hand, holding the spoon, couldn't help but slow down. After listening, he shook his head.
"That's normal."
After all, Su City had always been the focal point of the apostles' attention.
Seeing that Duan Chen wasn't particularly surprised, Bai Ye suddenly felt a little annoyed. Then, an idea struck him, and his eyes rolled. He took something out of his pocket and flashed it in front of Duan Chen.
"...Are you bored?"
Duan Chen unscrewed the lid of the thermos flask and pouted.
Bai Ye chuckled.
"How can this be called boredom? I heard that a certain someone had to take an exam to become an agent. I, on the other hand, have directly obtained a senior agent certificate now."
Pfft.
Duan Chen rolled his eyes. If Su City wasn't so desperately in need of people, Bai Ye would never have obtained that senior agent certificate, not in a thousand years. Given his previous status, he would have been stuck right there. But considering he brought him a patient's meal, he wouldn't hold it against him.
The porridge in the thermos flask looked very thick and exceptionally appetizing. Duan Chen breathed a sigh of relief. He stirred the porridge with the spoon, scooped up a mouthful, and brought it to his lips.
Then.
"Pfft—"