Dominion's End

V5C7: Meeting Saint Again

Dominion’s End Volume 5: Zhanjiang Garrison

Original novel in Chinese by: 御我 (Yu Wo)

Chapter 7: Meeting Saint Again—translated by Michimochi (proofread by Xuan & Lala Su; C/E edited by Simone & lucathia)

I walked out of the room. Just as I was finishing wolfing down the crystals from the red envelope, Feng had handed me a few more. Lying in bed could speed up my recovery even more, but my decision to stay for one more day wasn’t so that I could sleep.

Glancing toward the elevator, I happened to meet Ben’s dead-fish eyes. His arms were crossed over his chest as he leaned against the wall, and he had a face that said “I’m not surprised to see you again.”

Being caught in the act, I scrambled for an explanation. “I got tired of lying in bed, so I’m going out for a walk, not to run off!”

Ben’s dead-fish eyes became even more lifeless. Entirely unconvinced, he said, “You were only in bed for two hours. The doc said that you’re seriously injured and need to rest for at least five to six days.”

I explained, “I’m fine after eating the crystals. This isn’t like before the apocalypse!”

“Our doc has looked after a whole bunch of people these past six months. He factored in the effects of the crystals.”

Ugh. I bit the bullet and continued, “The crystals in the red envelopes were humongous. After eating them and sleeping for two hours, I feel much better.”

“Is that so?” Ben grumbled in disbelief, “But then again, Madam doesn’t know anything about crystals, and she’s both principled and generous. Maybe she really did get you the best ones. What were they called again: tier one crystals?”

I was stunned. Then again, it was that Jin Xiaoyue who had said it. However, from yesterday’s conversation, I didn’t really believe that Jin Xiaoyue was a threat, just a bit impulsive and absent-minded. She was even a well-protected little princess, without much room for advanced development in power. The only issue was that I didn’t know what kind of power she had.

Maybe I should have responded with the same question when she pried about my powers yesterday. It was just that, at the time, I was too preoccupied with my fear of offending Jin Zhan. Now that I thought about it again, I was only eighteen this year. I should have impulsively asked her something like, “What about your power? I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.” Maybe that would have been more suitable for an eighteen-year-old.

But in the end, the reason I’d suddenly dare to act like that obviously is… Cough, cough, I have Feng to cover for me!

As I remembered that I had just turned eighteen this year, I immediately put on a “naive” persona and deliberately yelled, “Just let me go out for a walk! It’s so boring being cooped up in the room!”

Ben’s expression remained dubious. He didn’t even loosen up one bit.

No use, huh? I pondered. Changing my tone, I said in an awkward manner, “Please man, I just want to know more about the Jin family. This is, after all Feng’s, home…”