Chapter 230:
Watching the soldiers drink the bitter herbal medicine soup with added ingredients and seeing their conditions improve, Lin Xin handed the stall over to Mo Ziyuan, slipped into the tent to take a thorough bath, then lay refreshed on the simple bed in the tent, beginning to study her upgraded supernatural ability.
She closed her eyes and found that the range of her supernatural ability had greatly expanded, fully encompassing even the mountain forest some distance from the camp, and she could vaguely see the scenes in the mountain forest, with the perspective being that of the flowers, grass, and trees.
Tall big trees and low grass constituted a 360-degree surveillance range with no blind spots.
This discovery excited Lin Xin endlessly; it was equivalent to having a high-precision, full-range radar system in her mind. No matter where the Western Rong people hid, as long as there were plants, she could find every single one of them without missing any.
What made her even happier was that the replenishment of her upgraded supernatural ability could now be automatically done using the surrounding plants, and not only did her supernatural ability get replenished—those plants that provided her with energy also gained immense benefits from it, making it a complete win-win!
She didn’t know what the opportunity for this supernatural ability upgrade was. Could it be because she absorbed the energy from those vines that had used Western Rong soldiers as fertilizer?
No wonder in the apocalypse, no one could upgrade their supernatural ability beyond the top level. One reason was the lack of such massive quantities of “fertilizer,” and another was that in the apocalypse, no one would think to destroy the corpses after killing people, because the zombies could handle that task quite well.
Feeling the power of her upgraded supernatural ability once more, Lin Xin sighed slightly before contentedly closing her eyes.
Although the supernatural ability upgrade had already conditioned her body to its optimal state without any trace of fatigue, she still loved sleeping very much.
The camp gradually grew noisy, which should mean the herbal medicine she had “processed” was taking effect. She closed her eyes to rest for a while longer, and since no one came to find her, it meant the herbal medicine had no issues, so she could sleep soundly.
Lin Xin slept until the afternoon of the next day. When she woke up, her mind had a dazed feeling of not knowing what day it was. After shaking her head for a bit, she fully woke up and, turning her head, saw Mo Ziyuan sitting on the only stool, flipping through a stack of papers in his hand.
Hearing the movement from her side, Mo Ziyuan stood up and walked over, ruffling her messy sleep-tousled hair. “Awake? Hungry?”
Before Lin Xin could answer, a drum-like “gurgle” sounded from her stomach.
Mo Ziyuan couldn’t help but chuckle, lowering his head to press down his upturned corners of the mouth, tucking the stray hair behind her ear, and said softly: “The kitchen staff saved food especially for you. I’ll go get it now. Wake up a bit, freshen up, and eat!”
Lin Xin felt a bit embarrassed, nodding with her head down. Listening to Mo Ziyuan’s light footsteps fading away, she belatedly realized he had probably gone outside to laugh.
She irritably raked through her hair, successfully making her already messy hair even messier.
No problem—as long as I’m not embarrassed, it’s the others who are. No issue!
Having coaxed herself, Lin Xin flopped back on the bed and punched the pillow hard, then did a carp flip to stand up, returning to her previous energetic and fierce self. She simply freshened up using the water in the tent and sat in the spot Mo Ziyuan had just occupied, waiting to eat.
Mo Ziyuan returned quickly, holding a tray with two deep large bowls bigger than her face, filled to the brim with lamb soup. The rich aroma immediately wafted out, and aside from her stomach growling even louder, saliva rapidly secreted in her mouth.
“Eat up!” Amused by her greedy look, Mo Ziyuan ruffled her head and pressed her onto the stool, handing her the chopsticks.
Lin Xin no longer cared about his “mischievous” hand and sat there eating big mouthfuls on her own.
Only after both large bowls were emptied did she contentedly put down the chopsticks.
After returning the bowl and chopsticks, Mo Ziyuan pulled Lin Xin back to sit on the bed, preparing to discuss with her the follow-up battle plans he had discussed with Chen Lingyuan.
“I can control all plants within a fifty-li radius. The Western Rong people are strong in numbers and horses. I think we can start with the horses’ fodder,” Lin Xin said.
“Xin’er,” Mo Ziyuan looked at her with an extremely serious gaze, “Your ability is indeed a great boost for our soldiers. Even you alone could annihilate all the Western Rong soldiers, but I don’t want you to do that. Over-relying on your ability isn’t necessarily good for our soldiers.”
Lin Xin understood his meaning immediately and reflected on herself, having to admit that after learning her supernatural ability had upgraded again, she had gotten carried away, feeling omnipotent with an illusion of having the world under control.
“Got it. In the future, when you fight battles, I’ll only take responsibility for preserving most of the soldiers’ lives. I won’t interfere with the rest. Is that okay?” Being able to correct mistakes was one of Lin Xin’s strengths.
“Good girl!” Mo Ziyuan knew Lin Xin was always clear-headed on such major matters.
“Get lost!” Lin Xin laughed and cursed.
With serious matters done, the two chatted about all sorts of random topics from all over. Then a soldier came to call Mo Ziyuan away.
With nothing to do, Lin Xin simply sat cross-legged on the bed cultivating her supernatural ability.
Now her wood element ability had reached a new height, but her water and mental abilities were still stuck in place, even weaker than their peak in the apocalypse, which she didn’t want to see.
But there were no large-scale water sources here, nor crystal cores for her to cultivate with, so even after meditating for most of the night, the barrier to upgrading her water and mental supernatural abilities showed no change.
“Sigh! Do I have to kill people again?” Lin Xin annoyedly tugged at her hair. “If this were a cultivation world, improving my strength by relying on human lives would make me an evil cultivator!”
No longer cultivating, Lin Xin lay on the bed tossing and turning sleeplessly. Fortunately, her wood element ability could operate on its own, so on the surface, no one could tell she had been troubled for half the night.
She immediately found Mo Ziyuan.
“Xin’er? What’s wrong? Didn’t sleep well last night?” Although Lin Xin appeared full of energy on the surface, Mo Ziyuan could sense a tiredness from deep within her, mixed with some anger, helplessness, and feeling wronged.
What was this about?
“Do you have time? I have something I want to ask you.”
Seeing her expression serious, Mo Ziyuan said nothing more, instructed the soldier behind him, and directly pulled her to the previous mountain forest.
“You can say it now!” Choosing a sturdy big tree to sit under, Mo Ziyuan pulled Lin Xin into his arms, playing with her dark long braid with one hand as he asked.
“······It’s this situation. What do you think I should do?” Lin Xin simply and clearly explained the problem that had troubled her for so long last night, finally posing the soul-searching question.
