Chapter 1465: Recovery and Rescue

Meanwhile.

Deep within the scarred Gray Realm.

After the Red Star streaked across for the second time, the closer one got to the depths of the Gray Realm, the more the form of material existence approached the chaotic Embers of Civilization. In this region, which hovered on the edge of “annihilation” and “existence,” three figures were moving through it calmly.

“How is it? Have you found it?” Bai Ye, wearing a suit, scanned his surroundings.

“...Not yet.”

Beside him stood another figure in a suit, with long, pale green hair tied back, the snake-shaped tattoo on his neck mostly hidden by his collar. His glowing eyes stared at the sky, as if calculating the trajectory of something.

In his chest pocket, a [Diamond Q] card rested quietly.

“However, it should be around here.”

“*Cough, cough, cough.*”

Standing between the two was an old woman with gray hair. Her hunched body was only as tall as the waist of Bai Ye and Diamond Q, and she leaned on a cane. She looked very old, as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

“I’m old, I can’t handle being dragged around like this by you... Hurry it up a bit... *cough, cough, cough*...”

The corner of Bai Ye’s mouth twitched, and Diamond Q’s expression was also a bit strange.

The two tacitly ignored the old woman’s groaning.

Diamond Q rode the wind, searching through the surrounding broken ruins for a long time, when suddenly, as if noticing something, his gaze locked onto a deep pit in the distance.

“Found it.”

His figure moved rapidly toward the deep pit.

It looked like a crater that had experienced a terrifying impact, except that the surrounding terrain had floated into the sky due to the influence of the Embers of Civilization, so it was difficult to reconstruct the appearance of a crater from its shape... But at this moment, massive star fragments were burying the deep pit, incredibly heavy.

“Are you sure?” Bai Ye asked.

“Sure.” Diamond Q turned to look at the old woman. “Grandma Spade, he is beneath this... I must ask for your help.”

The old woman sighed softly.

“You young people... you don't know how to be considerate of us old folks at all. You think of Grandma for all the heavy and tiring work... *sigh*, the world is going downhill...”

The old woman slowly took off her Chinese-style outer jacket, revealing a black tank top underneath, as well as her well-proportioned and powerful muscles. On her bronze-colored skin, a ferocious and complex playing card suit was tattooed on her left shoulder...

[Spade Q].

She “tremblingly” placed her cane on the ground, walked to the crater, grabbed with her five fingers, and lifted a meteorite fragment over a hundred meters high with her bare hands, then threw it several kilometers away as if it were trash.

The heavy meteorite crashed to the ground, creating another spiderweb-like deep pit in the Gray Realm’s earth in the distance!

The old woman cleared away these meteorite remnants from deep space as easily as if she were packing trash bags at home. In just over ten seconds, the entire deep pit had been cleared.

After doing all this, the old woman tremblingly put her jacket back on, sat down on a nearby rock, and wiped the sweat from her brow in a showy manner:

“*Sigh*... I’m getting old... I’ll leave the rest to you young people.”

Bai Ye: ...

Diamond Q: ...

Both of their gazes turned to the bottom of the deep pit.

The corpse of a young man in a white lab coat lay quietly among the fine meteorite debris. Under the hazy sunlight, he seemed to be sleeping among the stars.

Bai Ye reached out into the void, stole a coffin from afar, and placed it beside the corpse.

Diamond Q raised his hand gently, and a breeze lifted the corpse, causing it to float slowly upward... His hair was combed by the wind, the wrinkles in his clothes were smoothed out, and finally, he sank bit by bit into the coffin, lying neatly in the center.

“Tian-Shu Monarch, recovery successful.”

Just then, Bai Ye seemed to sense something and frowned, looking toward the direction of the Prostitute Path Ancient Treasury...

Then he raised his hand and grabbed into the void, clutching a slip of paper.

“A letter from the Gray King?” Diamond Q raised an eyebrow.

Bai Ye scanned the content on the slip, seemingly unsurprised, and passed it to Diamond Q to look at. The latter’s expression was quite shocked... When the slip was finally passed to Grandma Spade, the old lady squinted and looked left and right for a long time before finally seeing the words on it.

The corner of the old lady’s mouth curled up slightly.

“Interesting...”

“Has a new boss arrived?”

……

Tian-Shu Realm.

“How is it? Have the casualty numbers been counted yet??”

“They have. Thanks to Mr. Han’s domain, although over 80% of the Tian-Shu Realm was destroyed, our death toll for both residents and God Path possessors is under five hundred... Most of these people were seriously injured on the battlefield and died because they couldn't be saved after Mr. Han’s domain disappeared.”

“Fortunately, the Tian-Shu Realm invited the Paper Kite Rescue Association in advance, so our medical emergency system didn't collapse...”

“That’s good, that’s good. Buildings can be rebuilt; talent is the foundation of everything.”

“No... this is bad!!”

“What happened?”

“It’s... it’s Mr. Han...”

“? What happened to Mr. Han?”

“The corpse of Mr. Han that we just transported to the morgue... is gone!!”

“？？？？？？”

……

Tian-Shu Realm, a secret underground space.

A young girl’s delicate fingers, like scallion stalks, gently pulled the zipper of a black body bag. As the surgical light overhead turned on, a tragic corpse with almost no flesh left lay quietly under the light.

“How miserable,” the girl’s sigh sounded from the side. “How is this any different from being sliced to death...”

Under the pale light, a white-haired girl with a bun in her hair showed pity in her eyes. Her gauze-like surgical dress seemed to exist between reality and dreams, flowing like ripples in the dim light. She wore a surgical lamp tilted on her head, and beneath it was a cold, doll-like face.

On the table beside her, a playing card and a scalpel were placed side by side.

[Heart 8].

“The difference is that he isn't dead,” Chu Muyun’s calm voice sounded from the other side of the operating table.

He slowly put on rubber surgical gloves and opened the suitcase beside him, revealing over a dozen dazzling hammers, screwdrivers, and saws that made one’s scalp tingle just looking at them!

“On the surface, he is indeed dead. His heart has stopped beating, and his blood has almost dried up... But his domain has locked his dying self in place.”

“But in one sense, he is already dead... Under extreme overdraft, his mental world has collapsed along with brain death. Once the last bit of mental energy is exhausted and the domain dissolves, his physical body will surely die...”

“To put it in more advanced terms, he is currently in a superposition of ‘dead’ and ‘dying’.”

“Heh, Schrödinger’s cat, is it?” The girl glanced at Chu Muyun. “Haven't seen you in so long, your cultural studies have improved? Keep working hard, and in a few hundred years, you might catch up to Bai Ye.”

Chu Muyun: ...

“I can solve the injuries to his physical body,” Chu Muyun said, not wanting to bicker with her. “But the death of his mental world, that is your domain... Can you handle it?”

“What’s with the ‘you, you, you’... I think you’ve really forgotten your roots, not even willing to call me ‘Teacher’.”

The girl snorted coldly and straightened the tilted surgical lamp on her head.

“Don't forget, even your life was saved by me.”

“……”

Chu Muyun closed his eyes helplessly, looking like he was saying, “Say whatever you want, I’m never calling you that even if I die.”

“Alright, let’s get to work.” A scalpel that existed between dreams and reality danced at the girl’s fingertips. She said leisurely, “I’ll handle the spirit, you handle the body. Whoever finishes healing last pays for the meal.”

“No problem.”