Sacred Souls: Genesis
Chapter 386 - Chapter 386 Chapter 373 Dragon and Tigers Roar of Warning

Chapter 386: Chapter 373: Dragon and Tiger’s Roar of Warning! (Third Update) Chapter 386: Chapter 373: Dragon and Tiger’s Roar of Warning! (Third Update) Zhao Mingwei sat on the hospital bed, silently gazing at the scenery of the street outside through the window.

In the past half year, the city streets had gained some interesting additions, namely holographic projections… Traffic lights were gradually being replaced by projectors, and to attract attention, some businesses had even installed hologram projectors beside their shops.

Occasionally, one could see a player from the world of Holy Spirit riding their mount through these holographic projections.

There was a knock on the door, and Zhao Mingwei’s attending physician entered from outside.

“Mr. Zhao, the healing rate of your left hand is indeed… astonishing, yet considering it’s a comminuted fracture, it would be safer to wait another week or two before removing the cast,” the doctor said, sitting next to Zhao Mingwei’s bed, advising him.

“I understand,” Zhao Mingwei said.

Zhao Mingwei didn’t argue with the doctor and, with a slight nod to show his willingness to cooperate with the treatment, the attending physician left his ward.

Zhao Mingwei was now in a private ward. His friends from the Dancing Nuclear Guild visited him often. The hospital bills were… advanced by Jiang Qiao, not the guild leader, but by Jiang Qiao himself.

Zhao Mingwei wanted to refuse at first, but Jiang Qiao insisted that as the guild leader, he should take care of such matters, and took care of the treatment costs for Zhao Mingwei.

The result was that Hai Lan had to endure a week of bread-eating misery.

Zhao Mingwei’s injuries this time included multiple muscle tears and a slight comminuted fracture in his left arm. For an ordinary person, these kinds of injuries would require at least two or three months in bed to fully recover.

But Zhao Mingwei’s healing was so rapid that it even… alarmed the hospital. During his nine-day hospital stay, his attending physician was replaced over and over. If Jiang Qiao hadn’t given a heads up, probably the press would have swarmed him, and he would have hit the trending searches.

In nine days, without undergoing any surgery, Zhao Mingwei’s injuries had mostly healed, and the fracture in his left arm had mended enough for him to barely move it.

During this time, Zhao Mingwei hadn’t logged into Holy Spirit, and all he could do every day was to scroll through his phone endlessly, check out the Holy Spirit forum for news, and watch videos like “Holy Spirit Epic Fail Moments” on YouTube to alleviate the sadness of not being able to play Holy Spirit.

Today, Zhao Mingwei was aimlessly browsing YouTube as usual when he noticed a video released by the official account of the Dancing Nuclear Guild.

The title of the video was “Denghis Xisi’s Declaration of War.” The video wasn’t very popular, far less so than the funny fails of Holy Spirit.

However, since it was released by the official account of the Dancing Nuclear Guild, the video managed to maintain the twelfth spot on YouTube, not even making it into the top ten.

The content of the video… was pretty boring. For cloud players on YouTube and others like Zhao Mingwei who got by on silly videos, it was indeed uninteresting.

The content was just about the confrontation between Denghis Xisi and the guild leader at the Council of the Gods.

‘Did the Dancing Nuclear discover another hidden plot?’

‘Is this the prequel to a new instance? Is the sly developer finally opening up the ultimate battle on Biland Island?’

The comments in the barrage seemed very… normal to Zhao Mingwei, all from the perspective of the players and cloud players commenting on Denghis Xisi’s provocation, just the usual pre-battle boss CG, that’s all.

‘Yelena? I remember this NPC is indeed in the Dancing Nuclear base. What reward do you get for handing her over to this boss?’

‘This NPC seems unique, but by logic, you should be able to spawn her elsewhere.’

It wasn’t until Denghis Xisi issued the demand for a ceasefire including handing over Yelena that Zhao Mingwei could no longer contain his calm and continue to stay on the hospital bed.

In the eyes of most players, NPCs are just items, props that can be traded for quests, without much of a distinction. Perhaps only Fureya would stir some emotions, with constant calls of ‘wife, wife.’

Yelena, the very average village girl living in the Dancing Nuclear base, didn’t receive as much emotional investment from the players, except for Zhao Mingwei.

Zhao Mingwei opened the Holy Spirit debate group. He had typed out a message to send to the group, but at that moment, the group was also discussing the declaration of war posted by the guild leader on YouTube.

Especially Can Xin, who specifically asked, ‘Guild leader, what reward do you get for handing over your base’s Yelena? Do you know?’

Zhao Mingwei fell silent for a moment before hitting the delete key to erase the text he had originally composed. He then stood up from the hospital bed; despite his left hand being bandaged, it didn’t impede his movements.

Without caring that he was still wearing his hospital gown, he switched to a lightweight jacket and, after donning a cap and hoodie, walked out of the ward.

Along the way, Zhao Mingwei avoided the patrolling doctors and nurses and entered the internet cafe next to the hospital.

“I’d like to use a computer,” Zhao Mingwei said as he tossed his ID to the girl behind the counter.

“VR machines are ten yuan per hour… you… you… you…”

“I’d like to use a computer,” Zhao Mingwei interrupted, slapping twenty yuan on the counter and told the girl, “Keep it a secret for me.”

She was so excited that she couldn’t speak, just nodding her head non-stop before watching Zhao Mingwei, with his ID in hand, disappear around the corner of the internet cafe.

Ever since the previous holographic exhibition, Zhao Mingwei’s fame had not only remained intact but increased after his retirement, solidifying his title as the number one esports player in China. Now, if Zhao Mingwei was recognized on the street, he could enjoy the treatment of a pop star.

Fortunately, Zhao Mingwei’s stealth skills were quite decent. He found a terminal; although his left hand was temporarily immobilized, he could still perform the most basic operations once he was online.

……

At the Dancing Nuclear Guild stronghold, Wenna ended up following the Matriarch to the realm of spirits… Biland Island.

But after arriving on the island… what was going on?

“Matriarch, I feel a strange sense of joy in my heart.” Wenna had been holding back her smile since entering the island. If her sense of humor could fly to the sky at Black Tide Island, here on Biland Island, it plunged to a new low… particularly when she saw a spirit wearing rainbow unicorn headgear pass by her.

She was about to burst into laughter, holding it back only with great effort, her belly starting to hurt.

“Because this entity known as Biland Island’s consciousness of chaos is primarily filled with happiness, bliss, and joy,” the Matriarch said with a pleasant smile. “Unlike the hatred and greed of Black Tide Island, although you are not a scion of Biland, you’re still influenced by the hive consciousness of the island.”

“What about those gods?” Wenna sensed the atmosphere of the Dancing Nuclear was jubilant as if celebrating a festival.

The gods recruited by the Dancing Nuclear initially came with a mindset of giving it their all, somewhat like being recruited by a ruthless coal mine boss, ready to risk everything for their family and livelihood.

However, what they found wasn’t a cold-hearted coal mine but a newly opened amusement park with generous benefits.

“Indeed, the spirits have likely harnessed some of the power of the abyss. If these gods are moved by the spirits, it’s not just a simple matter of liking them–it’s cunning indeed.”

The Matriarch, as if sensing something, slowly walked towards a girl watering plants in the herb garden.

“Are you also new here?” Yelena, having noticed the Matriarch and that lady… Miss Wenna, suddenly looked up at the two strangers standing at the entrance of the herb garden.

“An Island Master who has yet to awaken–probably something that Denghis Xisi wants, but it’s also a supplement for me,” the Matriarch said, opening her eyes slightly wider, her pupils reflecting Yelena’s cautious gaze. “I can not only restore my power but also indirectly control the entire Biland Island.”

“You want to fight?”

Yelena sensed some bad intentions from the Matriarch and put down her watering can, making a ‘Muay Thai warning’ gesture.

Energy slowly emanated from Yelena’s body… and of course, the Magic Thief lady knew what this energy was, immediately shielding the Matriarch behind her.

“Although she’s not a spirit, she’s still very dangerous,” she warned.

Yelena, who had readied herself, now felt a tremendous pressure emanating from the Magic Thief before her. Yelena’s energy might have improved a bit, but she was only level forty-five.

As for Wenna, her level had reached sixty! A full fifteen levels higher!

Worst of all, Yelena’s combat template at best matched that of an elite monster.

But just as the tension was about to escalate… a roar echoing from a dragon and a tiger suddenly tore through the tense atmosphere behind Wenna!