ARC 11: SPRING COMES UPON A WITHERED TREE

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Chapter 136

TL: Sarah

Ivan woke up from his unconscious state and vaguely saw two little babies crouching beside him, but in the blink of an eye, they disappeared.

“You’re awake.”  A gentle voice came from the side and Ivan turned to look. He saw a figure against the backdrop of the sunset, half bent with long hair gently swaying at his side. There was a small smile on his handsome face.

Ivan looked at him intently and said nothing.

Shang Ke squatted down, “I’ve dealt with all your injuries but you’re seriously injured and need a good rest.”

“Thank you.” Ivan spoke with a hoarse voice. His eyes never strayed away from him.

Shang Ke said, “My name is Shang Ke. How about you?”

“Ivan.”

“Ivan, who are you?  How did you get hurt? ”  Shang Ke began the necessary interrogation.

“I’m an alchemist. I got hurt because a traitor offered a bounty on me for making oxygen spirit beads.”  Ivan didn’t conceal anything and spoke plainly of his account. On this continent, any race could become slaves of the specters, but not the elves.

“What’s an oxygen spirit bead?”

“A high-powered oxygen storage device that can reduce the fighting capacity of the specters and weaken them.”

Shang Ke remembered that the specters were a very oxygen-hating race. Three-fifths of their bodies were made of metal so a high concentration of oxygen will make them oxidate, slowing their reactions.

However, ordinary oxygen concentration had little effect on them; otherwise, they wouldn’t dare approach the location of the elves.

“Can you show me the oxygen spirit bead you created?”  Shang Ke was very interested in this kind of thing that could threaten the specters.

“I’m sorry, I don’t have any on me right now. I’ll show it to you when I get better.” Ivan touched his body and all his belongings were in the same place, showing no sign of being searched over.

“Well, I’ll mentally note that down.  Are you hungry?” Shang Ke pointed to a stone table nearby. “There are fruits over there. You’re welcome to eat them.”

“Thank you.”  Ivan watched Shang Ke leave before turning his attention to the fruits.

He struggled to sit up at first before he moved closer to the edge of the stone table, casually picking up a fruit and placing it in his mouth. He took a bite and immediately, a fruity scent filled his senses. The sweet juice slid down his throat, bringing an indescribable feeling of warmth and the pain in his body eased.

Ivan looked at the fruit in amazement. The shape of it was no different from that of ordinary fruits but the taste and quality were very different. Ivan raised his head and looked at the lush fruit trees not far away. The fruits on the branches were like pearls, round, smooth and full.

White fragrant fruits, red wild berries, purple grapes, green vegetables as well as the vines and flowers swaying in the breeze— they all formed an isolated haven. He remembered a month ago that this place was only just a wild forest full of overgrown weeds. But now that it was cleaned up by an elf, the place was beautiful, abundant and rich in life.

A gust of wind swept by, blowing petals all over the air and lifting a layer of the waves in the lake. Ivan looked at the beautiful scenery and felt as if his heart had been baptized. Suddenly, all of his previous troubles vanished into thin air, leaving only peace.

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