Main Text Volume Chapter 367 Resuscitation

Angel only felt that he had had a long dream, but he couldn't remember exactly what he dreamed about. He only remembered that someone kept "hehehehehehe" in his ear. And he always felt like someone was touching his face.

When he woke up, it was because of the loud laughter and a restless hand that forced his eyelids open that he was forcibly awakened from his dream.

Angel opened his eyes and met a pair of eyes looking at him.

It was a look with obsession and surprise. Angel was confused for a moment after waking up, but he soon discovered that the restless hands left his eyelids and began to put on his hair. He stroked his hair in bunches.

"Such beautiful blond hair, like the finest silk, smooth and smooth." He murmured while stroking Angel's hair.

"Get your hands off my hair." When Angel spoke, he realized that his voice was hoarse and low.

"Look, these eyes are so beautiful. There is no trace of color, just like the clear sky after the rain, or the blue sea with sparkling water patterns illuminated by the sun."

Angel stretched out his hand and pushed the person sitting beside the bed away.

The person next to the bed pushed him away, but who knew that as soon as he exerted force, bursts of tearing pain came from his chest.

In this pain, Angel's eyes also changed from confusion to clarity. He seemed to remember something and raised his head suddenly: "Shadow, what did you do?"

The "bedside person" who was pushed away was Shadow. He was still singing in an aria, praising what he saw: "Such a perfect blond and blue eyes, it would be great if it was my trophy... No, if it were you , it should be the best work of art, I will put it at the bottom of the box and keep it for you."

Angel endured the tearing feeling in his chest and sat up from the bed. He looked around and found that this was a very simple bedroom with no other furniture except a bed and a cabinet. There was a bow and arrow hanging on the opposite wall.

The layout here seems a bit familiar.

Angel remembered that when he took Dodolo out of the deep mountains and old forests, he once "purchased" clothes unilaterally in a forest guard's cabin. At that time, Angel had inspected the bedroom in the ranger's cabin, and the decorations were like this.

Is this the ranger's cabin?

Following the gradually clearer memories, Angel recalled what happened before he fell into coma... A door opened from his chest, and three small black figures came out of the door, and then he fell into a coma?

Angel raised his head and looked at Shadow, who was still making strange remarks: "You know the door will open at that time, right?"

Shadow was originally talking nonsense about "trophies", "artworks", and "collectibles". When he heard Angel's question, he was stunned for a moment. He put away his exaggerated expression and raised a slight smile on his lips: "So what if you know? I reminded you to leave."

"I took the initiative to sit in that position, and you reminded me to leave many times. It seems unintentional, but it was actually your deliberate guidance, right?"

"That's not necessarily true. If I deliberately want to harm you, the contract will not let me go." Shadow said.

"That's right. I remember that you seemed to be smiling when the door opened. It seems that you really bypassed the contract, but why did you save me again?" Angel recalled that before he fell into coma, he had seen Shadow stealing. Laughing, at that time he understood a little bit, all this unintentional and unintentional was actually the shadow pushing the hand. However, what he did was very successful. He did not guide Angel. Angel made all the choices on his own initiative, so the contract did not attack the shadow.

However, when his chest was opened and his death was certain, why did Shadow want to save him?

"Because your blond hair and blue eyes are beautiful. If I don't save you, maybe even my mentor will scold me?" Shadow's expression looked sincere.

Angel didn't believe this nonsense. He silently thought about the contract, and then said softly: "Are you forced to save me by refusing to save me?"

Shadow was stunned for a moment: "You are very smart."

Angel shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly: "If I were really smart, I wouldn't be fooled by you."

After Angel finished speaking, he held his injured chest and wanted to get out of bed.

"Although I used the healing technique to repair your trauma, the chest and ribs are not completely stable yet. You'd better not move around, otherwise if the bones are broken again, I will have to open your chest again." Shadow stopped Angel. action.

When Angel heard this, he stopped his movements: "How long will it take to recuperate?"

"About a year or two." Shadow said casually.

"This is not funny." Angel gently covered his chest. There were no scars on the skin, but there was still pain when pressed lightly. Based on his understanding of orthopedics, he would have to recuperate for at least three months after breaking his muscles and bones for a hundred days.

"Okay, if you want to take it slow, about two months. If you continue to use the healing spell on yourself, about a week."

Healing spell? Angel calculated the time and found that he had reached the final stage of research. If he continued his research, he would be able to succeed in about two or three days. Based on this calculation, he will have to stay in Waterglass for at least ten days.

He didn't want to stay here for these ten days. Living with someone who is out to harm him is a life-threatening act. But he didn't want Shadow to send him back, who knew if he would cause trouble again on the way.

Angel decided to stay here to learn the healing technique successfully before leaving alone.

"How long have I been unconscious? Where's Toby?"

"Less than two days." Shadow paused: "What the hell is Toby? Your dead bird?"

Under Angel's cold eyes, Shadow pointed to the pillow: "That's it, when you fainted that day, it attacked me like crazy, and it kicked my hand off. In such a difficult situation, I worked hard to save you, shouldn't you give me some compensation?"

Angel turned his head to look at the pillow, Toby was unconscious beside him.

"I didn't do anything to it, it fainted on its own, I checked it, there is no external injury or internal injury. But it's strange, it's been two days, you've woken up, but this dead bird hasn't woken up yet." Shadow saw Angel looking over and quickly distanced himself from it.

Angel stretched out his hand to cover Toby's body, the warm touch and the strong heartbeat all showed that Toby was in good health.

"I didn't lie to you, did I? Let's talk about the compensation you gave me?"

"Compensation? Oh, what compensation do you want?"

The shadow didn't seem to understand Angel's sarcasm. He smiled and approached, saying ambiguously: "Forget about external objects, why don't you give me yourself?"

"I mean, you give me your shadow. I really want to treasure you. Anyway, you are not a mortal, and you won't have any problems losing your shadow."

"Do you think it's possible?" Angel paused, "You let Kurakuka steal other people's shadows just for collection?"

Seeing that the collection was hopeless, Shadow said listlessly: "Yes, these are all my great collections. I will hold a golden-haired and blue-eyed shadow exhibition in the Sky Machinery City in the future!"

"The shadow is dark, and you can't see the golden-haired and blue-eyed."

"Why not make it into a puppet?" Shadow said, and a Kurakuka jumped in from the window with a "hehe" laugh and landed in the palm of Shadow's hand.

A gray cloth bag was handed to Shadow by Kurakuka.

The bag was still twisting.

"Shadow again?"

"Yes." Shadow answered casually.

"Don't interfere with the lives of mortals. This is the first lesson I learned when I entered the wizarding world." Angel looked at the twisting bag and said lightly.

"Are you begging for them?"

"I'm just reminding you to restrain yourself."

"Don't worry about my business. If you really want to control it, give me your shadow and I will return everyone's shadow. How about it?"

Angel made a "see you off" gesture. He has sympathy and empathy for mortals, but if he wants to exchange himself for the freedom of others, he is not so great and does not accept any moral kidnapping.

After Shadow left, Angel stroked his chest and felt his heartbeat.

He is still alive.

As long as he is still alive, it's fine.

Angel has never been so grateful that he is alive. When the door was opened from his body, he thought he would die. At that moment, he resented Shadow, but he resented himself even more.

He resented why he had to sign the contract, why he didn't kill Shadow before; he resented why he was too stupid and didn't understand Shadow's seemingly intentional but actually unintentional hint; he resented why he was too arrogant and why he ignored the preciousness of life again and again.

Fortunately, he didn't die. He still has a chance to make amends and correct his mistakes.

Never overestimate your ability, and never underestimate the bottom line of your opponent. Even if you are watched by the will of the world, your small actions are still not up to par, but the undercurrent can overturn a huge ship.

In the next two days, Shadow didn't appear again. Angel used his mental tentacles to sense that Shadow didn't stay in the ranger's cabin, but left two puppets, one of which was the magician.

Angel ignored these puppets and began to practice healing silently.

Two days later, he successfully released the healing technique. He used it on his chest, and the light green light penetrated into his skin and soaked into the broken ribs.

Under the sense of mental power, the cracks in the ribs slowly healed in the green light. Although it was slow, the effect was tangible.

After confirming that the healing technique was useful, Angel began to plan to leave. However, the premise of leaving was that the bone injury could support him to walk back to Waterglass.

Angel roughly estimated that in just one day, the general cracks in the bones would be almost healed. By then, as long as he didn't touch the wound randomly, it should be no problem to return to Waterglass from here.

One night passed, and Angel had been lying in bed for three days before finally getting out of bed.

When he was getting dressed, he found that his lining and windbreaker were already tattered. There was a hole in the chest, which was difficult to save.

This windbreaker worth thousands of magic crystals was scrapped in this way less than half a year after he got it.

"It's a pity to have a solidified level 1 defense trick." Angel shook his head and put the windbreaker into the bracelet. When he had time, he took it out to study and see if it could be repaired. Although there was no solidified trick, the fabric was precious after all.

He took a looser casual clothes again.

Without the windbreaker, it would be strange to wear the hat alone. Ingres simply put the hat away and left the bedroom.