Reincarnated into a Female-Dominated World to Build Infrastructure (Translated)

Chapter 13 The Prefect is Ill

Chapter 13 The Prefect is Ill

As someone who spent a lot of time with Fei Shuang, Feng Xiran should have understood Fei Shuang's thoughts earlier!

Feng Xiran couldn't help but feel annoyed with herself. However, after thinking it over carefully, she realized that the two of them were actually quite well-matched.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile. It was a happy occasion when those around her found contentment.

When Fei Shuang conveyed Feng Xiran's thoughts to Mo Yan, it seemed that he had already guessed. He finally sighed, "Thank you, Commander Fei Shuang. I'll leave Her Highness in your care."

Fei Shuang didn't know how to face him, so she left without looking back.

Jing Sa and Feng Zhu happened to see this scene from the side. Feng Zhu murmured, "Master, why do I feel that Commander Fei Shuang seems a bit afraid of Mo Yan?"

This all seemed too strange. Fei Shuang never appeared so uneasy, even when facing Feng Xiran.

Jing Sa didn't pay much attention to this; he was preoccupied with thoughts about Feng Xiran: "You shouldn't concern yourselves with other people's business. We need to find out if that group is on the same side as us."

Xing Zhu, having been punished by Jing Sa earlier, was now more cautious and aware of the need to be vigilant.

The rain had been falling for days, and Feng Xiran had not returned. She had been staying with Yao Xiang and Lan Yun the entire time.

She thought to herself that she would just make do for now. Once this matter was over, she'd take a good rest when she returned to the capital.

The assassination attempt served as a reminder that she needed to stay alert at all times. She couldn't afford to be caught off guard during a mission.

"System, if I had been assassinated earlier, would the mission still continue?"

She asked herself this silently in her mind, not expecting the system to respond. To her surprise, the electronic voice replied.

"Host, rest assured. Based on your current health points, even if you were successfully assassinated, there is a chance of recovery. This is linked to you as a form of encouragement to keep you actively completing missions."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiran was secretly delighted. She hadn't expected such an unexpected bonus—could she possibly have an immortal body?

Perhaps sensing Feng Xiran's thoughts, the electronic voice responded again without mercy: "No matter what, Host should cherish your health points. They won't always be there. If you encounter life-threatening situations, your health points can save you once, but not every time."

Cherish life—that was the system's warning.

Feng Xiran wanted to chat with it a bit more: "Host, focus on completing the mission well. We look forward to you gaining new health points and rewards!"

When she tried asking again, there was no further response. Unwilling to give up, she called out several more times, but still, there was no reply.

This system was truly lazy—not proactive at all and not very useful to her. She couldn't help but complain in her heart.

The past few days seemed to drag on endlessly. From time to time, someone would report that another part of the city wall had become unstable due to the rain, and Feng Xiran would send people to reinforce it again.

She herself didn't remain idle, often using her telescope to observe the situation in the city.

"I wonder when this rain will stop. Yao Xiang, have you figured it out yet?"