WS - Chapter 152

Chapter 152

It had already been roughly the sixth day since the Yaoxing Storm.

Although Song Shiyue was awake for longer periods each day, when you crammed those hours into twenty-four hours, the time she spent unconscious was still far greater than the time she was awake.

Only the conscious moments gave Song Shiyue enough time for introspection and investigation.

Of course, whether it was crossing over with her strength, or suddenly losing her strength and falling unconscious, Song Shiyue simply could not figure out the logic behind it.

That was what it meant when one's understanding was limited by one's knowledge.

If Song Shiyue had not transmigrated into this somewhat technologically advanced world but instead into a world of cultivation, perhaps she could have gotten a little closer to the root of the problem.

But it did not matter; the mystery of the origin could be set aside for now.

These past few days, in the deep of night, through eating various foods either by force-feeding or on her own, Song Shiyue had finally more or less patched up the point where her strength was leaking.

'More or less' still meant 'not quite there yet.'

Just like Song Shiyue's body: from being so paralyzed she could barely move her head, to now her upper body moving almost normally and her lower body able to move on its own, she was pretty much recovered.

Yet, she was still just a little short.

Her legs, not yet having fully recovered their strength, grudgingly supported her to stand under her forceful will.

But she stood for no more than five seconds before they gave way again.

If not for Yu Nianbing, who had been holding her breath outside the tent with reddening eyes, darting inside in time to catch her, Song Shiyue would probably have fallen hard and learned a lesson.

"Don't rush. Let me massage your legs later. It's like this when you haven't stood for a long time." Yu Nianbing helped Song Shiyue back onto the pile of clothes, propped her up properly, and then stuffed the last hamburger into her hand. "You eat first. I'll get you some jerky. The water's still hot — it'll soften quickly when soaked."

As expected... still a little short...

Song Shiyue held the hamburger and tried moving her legs again.

She could move them, yes, but the strength still lagged behind. In the end, she was still a little short of full recovery.

Just like the anomaly that had started appearing in her on the day of the Yaoxing Storm — that tiny leak like a small hole poked in a full balloon...

Now the balloon was deflated, and although the leaky little hole had more or less healed, it was still a little short.

Still, she had been too impatient...

That morning, when Yu Nianbing and the others brought back the news about the hillside covered in rabbit burrows, Song Shiyue had been calculating whether she could recover ahead of schedule and go hunt rabbits.

Adding the things Dog had brought back, when she calculated it, the camp now had one hamburger, just over two bags of jerky, and some dandelions...

While unconscious, Song Shiyue had tried to calculate whether eating all of it tonight would let her recover ahead of time. Not necessarily to end the unconsciousness entirely — she felt that if the little hole leaking her strength could be sealed and her strength returned, she would not even need to recover to her peak condition. Just normal walking and normal strength, and if you gave her two hours, all the rabbits on that hillside could be theirs.

This was not Song Shiyue boasting. Her seven years of hunting instinct and experience rolling around in the apocalypse were truly enough to handle the ordinary, clever rabbits on Wilderness Planet, even without the boost of her strength and hearing. The previous day Song Shiyue had estimated that her waking time was already over an hour, and today it would probably reach two hours.

Without exaggerating, if she could bring back ten rabbits, that would be enough to make up for everything Song Shiyue had eaten.

But in the end, this idea was still somewhat risky.

There were quite a few uncontrollable factors here, and this food was all they had...

But there was no need to dwell on it now.

Song Shiyue could not even stand up now, so there was no point in taking risks.

Originally, she had thought that if she could already stand and move now, then after one more big supplement, she could go hunt rabbits tonight. Food was always dwindling by the day; the earlier they could replenish it, the better...

Now, looking at the situation, she still had to wait until tomorrow.

One could only say that life had not yet pushed them to the point of desperation, so they still had room to pause and observe.

The plan no longer needed to be carried out, and Song Shiyue held back and did not discuss it with Yu Nianbing.

Song Shiyue had a feeling that if she proposed such a hypothetical, Yu Nianbing would very likely want to give it a try.

That would be a bit... too risky.

And so, until she lost control of her body again, Song Shiyue never mentioned it.

Some people's dinner was only jerky soaked in water with a little salt, and they chewed until their teeth creaked.

And some people ate fragrant, steaming boxed meals until their stomachs were full, then had a mouthful of soup, truly moistened and content.

Near noon, when they arrived at the next camp and dug out that Thermal Storage Box, Guan Yongyi had once asked a question.

"How much should we leave for the team behind?"

In the end, no one answered.

At noon, they ate nearly half the breakfast items in the thermal box.

In the evening, they ate the six boxed meals in the thermal box.

After that, no one asked again whether the remaining half of the breakfast items should be left for the team behind.

Just like what Zhao Da had said to Mu Xingzhou by the campfire on the night when the Yaoxing Storm struck: how much food the team ahead would leave for the one behind was truly... hard to say.

Matters in this world are always full of uncertain changes.

Some people wanted to uphold the idea of splitting into teams and taking only half the supplies, but when it really reached that point, the larger circumstances would teach them a lesson. Since the decision had already been made, to try to stop a chariot with a mantis's arm at this moment would truly be stupidity squared.

Some people, harboring a mentality of getting a quick buck, conned their way to someone's company doorstep. After two days of beating around the bush, with a small sum stuffed in their pocket, they somehow ended up standing dazedly in front of the Blue House again. What could they say? They had already come this far — how could they not go in for a seat?

And then there were people who, ever since the new livestream page opened, had shut themselves in their rooms to watch the stream. The person in the stream ate what, they ate what; the person in the stream ate how much, they ate how much. Their entire household was thrown into chaos trying to prepare some kind of roasted dry jerky for her, almost to the point of neglecting a newborn baby, yet she did not seem to mind at all.

...

And no one knew what came after being bold and unrestrained, nor what one might encounter after disappointment and hardship.

How wondrous the affairs of this world could be all depended on how marvelous that person was.

Early in the morning, before the sky had even brightened, Yu Nianbing could no longer sleep.

She got up, wiped her own face and then Song Shiyue's, and only then did the sky show a sliver of light.

Ever since she had roughly guessed that Song Shiyue could hear and most likely also feel things while unconscious, Yu Nianbing had actually felt... quite self-conscious when doing these cleaning tasks.

But there was nothing to be done about it — after all, Song Shiyue could barely move before. And was not Ning Chuyang helping Feng Qianqian the same way...?

But yesterday Song Shiyue's legs had already been able to move, so she probably would not need her help anymore afterward...

Yu Nianbing scrubbed the towel in the basin of water and then wiped Song Shiyue's face again.

Counting it up... during this period, although this person was mostly unconscious, it could still be considered the most intimate stretch of time they had shared since they first met.

Yu Nianbing had originally thought that this intimacy was something only she knew about. But now that Song Shiyue could hear, and perhaps even feel, the meaning of some things seemed to have shifted a little.

When she finally woke up fully and recovered her usual spirit, between them...

Would it be awkward?

Or would it go back to how it was before the Yaoxing Storm...?

And what about herself? After all these days, could she still go back to the way she was before? And... did she even want to?

Yu Nianbing's mind was too full; she had slept late and woken early, already a bit drowsy and dazed. Lost in these wild thoughts, she only realized when Zhuang Jiachuan came to knock on the tent and call for them that she was still scrubbing the towel and wiping Song Shiyue's face...

This face... had she wiped it too many times?

Song Shiyue, who had finally almost recovered but whose face had almost been rubbed raw, woke up when the sun was high in the sky and just as the two people and the dog had returned with drooping heads and were about to leave again.

This was the first time since the Yaoxing Storm that Song Shiyue had woken up at a time other than midnight.

When Song Shiyue opened her eyes, those viewers who refused to close this livestream window even though it mostly showed someone sleeping, discovered it at once — even earlier than the people outside the tents on Wilderness Planet.

"Quick! Pinch me! I think I saw Sister Song open her eyes! It is morning now, right? It is morning, not night, right!"

"My jaw dropped! Mom! What did I just see!"

"Is she better? Oh my god, what kind of medical miracle is this? Cured a vegetative patient with boxed meals and jerky?!"

"Has the livestream page changed management? No need to stick to that no-advertising policy. Within thirty seconds, I want to see the name of this boxed meal supplier!"

"Right! And that cow! Which agricultural subsidiary planet's cow was it? If you have the guts to tell us, we have got the guts to buy it out!"

"Last night, seeing Sister Song able to stand, I knew this day would come! But I did not expect happiness to arrive so quickly! She is completely better after just one night?"

"I think there might still be some danger. Usually she only wakes up at midnight, right? Could there be a problem with waking up in the morning?"

"No! No problem! I do not want what you think, I want what I think! I think there is no problem! My Sister Song is amazing!"

"Everyone is just worried about Song Shiyue. After all, recovering health purely by food really is a bit of a miracle..."

"Then the question now is: if they had given Song Shiyue enough food from the very start, would she have recovered earlier? And would that have meant they would not need to split into teams?"

"I have thought about this question too. But for one thing, Song Shiyue's waking time was too short at the beginning; even if there were things, she did not have time to eat. For another, what is so bad about splitting into teams? I think it is pretty good. Especially since Song Shiyue is clearly getting better. Now it is four carrying one — a situation far better than three carrying two."

"Yesterday, seeing the other team nearly eat the next camp's thermal storage box empty, I was so angry I almost had a heart attack. Thank goodness Sister Song woke up today! It is like a shot of adrenaline!"

"What a surprise! I hope Sister Song keeps it up and it is not just a change in her waking time slot!"

...

The surprise on the internet, with Song Shiyue's livestream window as the center, quickly spread in ripples to the entire StarNet.

For everyone paying attention to the developments of the Yaoxing Storm, this was truly a very encouraging piece of good news.

Even someone like Ouyang Hui, who was very displeased with Song Shiyue, also acknowledged — for various other reasons — that this was indeed good news.

But the surprise separated by a layer of StarNet could not compare to the shock felt by those few people at the Wilderness Planet camp at this moment.

When Song Shiyue lifted the tent flap and crawled out, the few people outside who had been looking at the wheelchair model Feng Qianqian had made heard the sound and turned back in unison. They were all so stunned their jaws dropped. The wheelchair model in Zhuang Jiachuan's hand fell to the ground; flustered, he could not decide whether to pick up the model or keep staring to see if Song Shiyue was a fake. Meanwhile, Ning Chuyang, who had been drinking water, spat it all over the hesitating Zhuang Jiachuan's head...

If one ignored the sudden reddening of her eyes, Yu Nianbing, who had only frozen for a moment before quickly walking toward Song Shiyue, could perhaps still be considered a normal person.

"You..." Yu Nianbing grabbed Song Shiyue's arm, but after that one word, she did not know how to continue speaking.

"You have worked hard." Song Shiyue gripped back, her strength no different from an ordinary girl's, and then said with a smile, "Shall we eat? After we finish eating, let us go hunt rabbits."

Yu Nianbing: "..."

She had a vague feeling that some kind of atmosphere had just been ruined by some strange thing...

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