Corpse Recovery Diver

Li Zhiyuan felt undeserving. If Grandmaster were riding a tricycle motorbike instead of a tricycle, he might have taken it calmly and even performed as if it meant nothing.

Now, those actions couldn't be done; doing them would be pure acting.

"So young... Traveling through rivers isn't easy... No matter how much you earn... You should spend a little less..."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a gust of wind swept in peach blossom petals, covering the Sanxin Village location Li Zhiyuan had cleared with peach wood branch.

Then, at a visible speed, the peach blossoms began to decay, transforming into "spring mud," completely covering and filling the entire map drawn on the ground by the boy.

No matter how it was cleared again, nothing could be seen.

Li Zhiyuan guessed what it wanted to do.

The development of things was being pushed step by step in the direction of his "shrewd calculation."

If his mind didn't spin so fast, if he wasn't so smart, he should be puzzled now and ask:

"What are you doing?"

Obviously, it was waiting for him to ask, like offering a stepping stone.

But the boy just stood there quietly, saying nothing.

It felt a bit helpless.

There was relief, recognition, melancholy, and even loss.

It spoke:

"You're right... You are you, he is him... You're indeed not him... You're... not as smart as he is..."

Li Zhiyuan blinked.

"I've been pressed down here for a while... I'm tired... My back itches... I want to turn over... and take a nap... It's inevitable some areas... might be neglected..."

The underlying meaning of this sentence was, that gap wasn't something Li Zhiyuan asked it to open; it was something it chose to open by itself.

Thus, any subsequent consequences from it were unrelated to the boy.

The responsibility shifted from the boy to it.

The boy traveling through rivers was inherently challenging.

But for it, it was originally in the final stages of self-suppression awaiting demise, being bitten a few more times didn't matter.

Li Zhiyuan sighed and said, "Thank you."

Originally a matter of impulsive, carefree spontaneity that could even help reinforce the human skin on his face.

But instead, it made him feel more sullied than Wei Zhengdao.

But that sigh once again caused it to misunderstand.

"There's no need to sigh for me... for me... adding this... is hardly noticeable..."

Li Zhiyuan pursed his lips.

"You are indeed not like him... Instead, you're more like the past me..."

Li Zhiyuan took a deep breath.

Since he was already "dirty," cleansing was useless, so he might as well "dirty" himself more thoroughly.

Since things had developed to this point, he might as well seek the optimal solution.

The boy spoke:

"May I ask, when do you plan to take a nap?"

"Why do you ask..."

Li Zhiyuan calculated in his mind:

Tan Wenbin could recover in less than two days.

Although Yin Meng was poisoned, the induced vomiting had already taken effect. By increasing the antidote dosage, Yin Meng could wake up tonight and get out of bed tomorrow. Additionally, his ability to use poison didn't demand high body condition.

Lin Shuyou was sent to the health office early this morning; his appendix must have been removed by now. He was lying in the hospital bed, waiting for the gas to pass.

Removing an appendix was a simple, straightforward procedure; the wound was stitched. Giving him two extra days for recuperation, and considering his martial artist physique, should be more than sufficient.

If the three shadows on the woman's room beam didn't take form soon, they'd dissipate before long. He had observed and calculated that they could last for four more days.

To be safe, he decided on three days.

Li Zhiyuan said, "My people need three days to recover."

It remained silent, quietly waiting for the boy to continue.

"After three days, you can turn over and take a nap, cutting off all intimidation. By then, I'll have enough people to handle the chaos of evil spirits appearing throughout Nantong when your intimidation fades."

This time, it wasn't silent, it just didn't speak.

Previously, the implication was that it could find a reason to intentionally lessen the intimidation on Sanxin Village to let the spirits there take form.

But the boy's intention was for it to completely retract all of its intimidation.

At that time, due to the cleansing effect of its intimidation for over a year and a half, evil spirits unable to take form might seize the chance. Moreover, foreign evil spirits would naturally fill the void in this overly clean region.

With the current strength of the boy and his team, it won't be difficult to promptly handle this wave of evil spirits.

After all, the first ones born and incoming wouldn't be truly dangerous malevolent spirits.

They just needed to conserve resources and make coordinated attacks, completely eliminating the evils before they cause chaos.

During this time, leaving the gap in Sanxin Village for a bit longer would allow the three spirits to take form and have their revenge.

In this way, the three vengeful spirits of Sanxin Village would no longer be the boy's "responsibility." Even if the spirits harmed people, as long as the boy dealt with them in the end, he would not only be blameless but also earn merit.

If you broaden the perspective and look at the entire event, the boy and his team eliminating numerous evils in Nantong at once is to protect the territory and shelter the local people.

It's like fleas multiple, there's no fear of getting bitten... But you're using me to gain merit?

But ironically, it was it that initiated the conversation, and it that proposed this method!

The wind through the peach grove howled, turning frigid.

The wind swept the boy's garments, scraping against his face harshly.

Li Zhiyuan knew it was angry.

Because he was overstepping.

The boy bent down, holding the child within the small fence, protecting him in his embrace.