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Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes, feeling as if he had just been pulled out of a bucket of glue. His entire body was sticky, and there was an indescribable strange smell lingering in the air. Wait, this smell... it’s a bit like pickled beef noodles from an old jar? He suddenly jolted, his stomach churning violently. No way, after three days of unconsciousness, could he have survived on this stuff?
“Awake! This guy has come back to life!” A familiar voice exploded in his ear, making Lin Yuan's already buzzing head feel even more chaotic, as if a band of suona players was performing "Hundred Birds Worship the Phoenix" inside his mind.
Struggling to turn his head, Lin Yuan saw Su Jiu'er standing by the bed with her hands on her hips, looking like a frizzy Persian cat. She wore an expression that clearly said, "You owe me eight million," and her gaze seemed capable of swallowing him whole.
“Hey, Jiu'er, could you keep it down a bit?” Lin Yuan weakly rubbed his temples, feeling as if the suona band had added a few erhu accompaniments. “My head feels more chaotic than a bustling market right now.”
“You’ve been unconscious for three whole days! I thought you were planning to sleep until the end of the world and claim the title of the universe's strongest sleeper!” Su Jiu'er rolled her eyes dramatically, as if she were a master of face-changing on stage. “If I hadn’t hurriedly fed you some of my family’s secret Shiquan Dabu Soup, you’d probably be lining up at the Naihe Bridge for Meng Po Soup right now, chatting with Ox-Head Guardian and Horse-Faced Guardian!”
It was only then that Lin Yuan realized he was lying on his somewhat shabby single bed, covered with a thin blanket that felt as delicate as a cicada's wing. He wondered if it could withstand the chilly draft blowing through the room.
A faint medicinal scent filled the air; it didn’t smell like pickled beef anymore but rather like... double coriander-infused Ban Lan Gen?
“Ahem, thanks for your trouble, Jiu'er.” Lin Yuan scratched his head awkwardly, trying to diffuse the bizarre atmosphere with an embarrassed smile. “Next time, remember to switch it up with some goji berry and red date tea or add some honey; this Ban Lan Gen flavor is really overwhelming.”
Su Jiu'er huffed and raised her chin proudly like a peacock displaying its feathers. “Just be grateful! This is my family’s secret recipe Shiquan Dabu Soup made with Thousand-Year Ginseng and Eternal Ganoderma... balabala...” She rattled off a string of rare medicinal ingredients that made Lin Yuan's head spin. Finally, she concluded, “Most people can’t even get their hands on it! You’ve hit the jackpot!”
Just as Lin Yuan was about to retort that he would rather have honey-infused Ban Lan Gen, he suddenly felt a powerful force surging within him like a volcanic eruption—unstoppable and overwhelming—as if it were about to burst him apart. It felt akin to eating ten pounds of spicy crawfish only to discover he had gained fire-breathing abilities; it was both exhilarating and terrifying.
He shot up in surprise and realized that his Time Manipulator ability had significantly improved! He could clearly sense the flow of Lingqi around him, like lively little fish swimming about. He could even manipulate multiple targets simultaneously and precisely control the flow of time, as if he had transformed into a master of time management.
To test his newfound abilities, Lin Yuan casually picked up an apple from the table. The apple was weathered and wrinkled like an eighty-year-old woman. With a thought, the apple began to slowly spin, its speed increasing until it transformed into a blur of light, resembling a shining little star.
"Wow! Boss, how did you do that?!" Zhou Haoran exclaimed, his eyes wide and his jaw nearly dropping to the floor, looking like a hamster that had just discovered catnip.
Lin Yuan smiled slightly, pretending to be profound as he stroked his chin, adopting the demeanor of a sage. "Just a small trick, nothing to brag about." Inside, however, he was overjoyed; this feeling was exhilarating!
He focused again, and the spinning apple instantly froze in place before reversing its motion, like a film played backward. Finally, it returned to its original state and settled back on the table as if nothing had happened.
"This... this is simply unbelievable!" Zhou Haoran danced with excitement like a monkey that had just won the lottery. "Boss, you're going against the heavens! When we go out on missions from now on, won't we be unstoppable?"
Su Jiu'er also looked at Lin Yuan in shock, her eyes wide as saucers. "You didn't secretly take some magic elixir or get struck by lightning, did you?"
Lin Yuan gave a mysterious smile and playfully winked. "It's a secret."
Just then, Li Honghe's voice came through the communicator, serious as if a school principal were giving a lecture. "Lin Yuan, Nan Gong Xuan is making moves! He’s gathering his troops and preparing to launch a full-scale attack against us! According to reliable intelligence, he’s serious this time—armed with all sorts of high-tech weapons, including... a Giant Gundam!"
The atmosphere instantly turned tense, as if the air itself had solidified.
Lin Yuan's smile faded, his expression becoming grave like a general about to head into battle. "It seems the time for our decisive confrontation has finally arrived."
He turned to Su Jiu'er and Zhou Haoran, his eyes filled with determination. "We need to formulate a battle plan. This time, we must take the initiative! We can't just sit back and take hits anymore!"
The three of them gathered around to discuss strategies, exchanging ideas like a flock of chattering sparrows.
Zhou Haoran suggested using Lin Yuan's new abilities to create chaos during the battle, disrupting the enemy's formation and causing them to turn against each other.
Su Jiu'er suggested utilizing her luck perception ability to anticipate Nan Gong Xuan's actions, preparing to take action before he could strike, ideally nipping his plans in the bud.
Lin Yuan listened to their advice and ultimately decided to combine the Time Manipulator with the luck perception ability to create a favorable situation in battle, surprising Nan Gong Xuan and showing him why the flowers bloom so red.
"This time, we won't be on the defensive. We will take the initiative and catch Nan Gong Xuan off guard!" Lin Yuan's eyes sparkled with confidence, as if he could already see the dawn of victory. "I want him to know that we are not to be trifled with!"
After their discussion, the three immediately sprang into action, like arrows released from a bow, swiftly diving into their respective tasks.
Lin Yuan adjusted the Time Manipulator to its optimal state, ready to face the upcoming challenge. He took a deep breath, feeling empowered as if he could punch through the Earth itself.
Su Jiu'er closed her eyes, beginning to sense Nan Gong Xuan's movements, preparing for the battle ahead. Her brow furrowed as if she could see through everything.
Zhou Haoran nervously adjusted various pieces of equipment nearby, always ready to provide support for Lin Yuan. He fumbled about like an ant on a hot pan.
The call for battle was about to sound, and a peak confrontation between science and mysticism was about to unfold!
Lin Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
"Nan Gong Xuan, I'm coming for you!"
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