Chapter 192: Chapter 192: Awakening the Beast God
Outside the passage, there was a dense silence, no sound of fighting, not even a whisper of conversation or a call.
Had she arrived too late?
Wen Shu’s heart welled up with an immense fear, trying to push away the blocked snow, but the heavy accumulation was too stubborn, refusing to budge!
Her limbs were icy, and she couldn’t stop imagining the worst possibilities in her mind.
Beast God...
The Beast God could bring her back to life; surely, there was a way to save them too!
Wen Shu clenched the branch in her palm, her figure becoming a shadow as she dashed toward the depths of the Earth Core, pulling the newly awakened Bai Qiao up and rushing into the Divine Tree Space.
Ethereal golden beams pierced her eyes.
Wen Shu rubbed her eyes, scanned around, and walked toward the high platform at the end, which still bore the marks of destruction.
Bai Qiao, puzzled, ran towards her eagerly, "Wen Shu, where are they? Weren’t you just going..."
Seeing Wen Shu’s pale face, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, stumbling forward a few steps, her cheeks streaked with cold tears.
"No way, I have to find them!"
She halted, sobbing uncontrollably, wanting to leave, but her wrist was gripped tightly.
"If you want to save them, wake up the Beast God quickly!"
Wen Shu sternly stopped her, inserting the Divine Tree Leaves into the high platform, "At a time like this, can you be a bit more rational?"
Her cold voice carried a slight tremor, not just reminding Bai Qiao but also warning herself.
Bai Qiao’s tears continued, but seeing Wen Shu’s slightly red eyes brought her a bit back to her senses.
Wen Shu was right; as long as they could wake up the Beast God, there would be a way...
She wiped her tears, bit her fingertip, and let the blood drip onto the high platform.
As the blood droplets fell, the Divine Tree Leaves’ golden brilliance surged, transforming into a flowing golden pattern, enveloping the dull gray high platform and carving out complex and mysterious designs.
Subsequently, a transparent and ethereal golden entity protruded from the tip of the Divine Tree Leaves, slowly stretching its body...
Wen Shu held her breath, the moisture in her eyes tinged with gold.
However, before she could make her request, that palm-sized spiritual body, as if lacking energy, abruptly contracted, about to vanish before her eyes in an instant.
"No..."
Wen Shu’s breath hitched, recalling that the Divine Tree Leaves could absorb power. Without thinking, she lunged towards the high platform, grasping the leaves, and channeled her internal power significantly.
Indeed, with the infusion of power, the small Beast God’s spiritual body began to grow vigorously once more.
She closed her eyes, instantly transforming into a child’s form, her limbs elongating, transitioning into the posture of an adult woman.
But in just that brief moment, Wen Shu’s lips turned pale, her internal power gradually running dry.
Seeing this, Bai Qiao stepped forward to help, but she was gently pushed away before making contact.
In the dimly lit space, the Beast God hovered in mid-air, its body fluctuating between youth and maturity, with a hint of receding.
"Bai Qiao..."
Wen Shu’s gaze swept across her face, quietly gritting her teeth, "The rest... I leave it to you."
Bai Qiao’s eager gaze was replaced with bewilderment.
Then, in the next second, the female’s long hair fluttered, her pale skin cracking into snow-colored light lines, and Bai Qiao understood her meaning.
She was throwing her life away...
Wen Shu didn’t know her thoughts, but her actions were nearly suicidal.
She had done this countless times, saving a city, only possible through overdrawing her superpower.
Afterward, her superpower would be dormant for a long time, which was indeed deadly in the post-apocalyptic world, but here, it was presumably not so dangerous.
If they could return, she believed she would be safe by their side...
Amidst her chaotic thoughts, Wen Shu fixated on the Beast God as her vision darkened.
Until that spiritual body finally opened its eyes, filled with compassion and divinity, she could no longer sustain her weary spirit and fell into a deep, silent sleep.
...
"Ashu, shall we dance together?"
The night the Dawn Base was founded, a massive bonfire was lit in the square, and the men and women who had survived the apocalypse took a rare moment of relaxation, hand in hand, dancing.
Ye Lin’s clumsy movements looked like a rigid robot, yet she insisted on pulling Wen Shu to circle the bonfire.
After a dance, Wen Shu laughed until tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.
She sat breathlessly by the bonfire, watching her teammates’ cheerful antics, her eyes welling with warmth.
How wonderful...
Could she meet them again?
Wen Shu’s tired body tensed for a moment, but before she could stand up, Ye Lin leaned closer to her, holding her hand.
"Ashu, you should go back."
Ye Lin hugged her with a smile, "There are still people waiting for you."
Her gentle tone felt ethereal and illusory, distinctly at the ear but gradually extending, becoming more distant.
Wen Shu slowed her breathing, but before she could respond, the scene before her vanished, replaced by a hazy pure white.
Her heart beat heavily; she opened her eyes swiftly, but her blurred vision still showed a vast expanse of white.
Recalling where she had been before fainting, Wen Shu wiped the damp tears from her face. But before she could rise, a force from her right hand pulled her into a warm chest.
"Ashu, you’re finally awake!"
Wu Xuan’s choked voice sounded softly by her ear.
Wen Shu froze for a moment, withdrawing from his embrace, cupping his chiseled face in her hands, and gazing into his teary golden eyes for a long time, finally realizing it wasn’t a dream.
Tears breached the barricades in an instant, "Thank god, you’re okay... where are the others..."
Hearing her sobs, the males gathered around drew closer.
The overhead light was blocked by five handsome faces, and Wen Shu looked at them one by one, her tear-filled visage evoking heartache and comfort among the males.
Luo Fei held her hand against his face, his flamboyant brows filled with post-crisis worry, "Ashu, don’t worry, aren’t we all here safe and sound?"
Before she could respond, Nan Qing gripped her arm, "How do you feel? Is anything uncomfortable?"
The males expressed their concern tirelessly, but Wen Shu, looking at them, didn’t know who to answer first.
At that moment, Yining stepped back a few steps.
Mious, leading Bai Qiao, approached her, softly interjecting, "Don’t say anything yet, Ashu just woke up; let Bai Qiao help take a look."
The males, containing their urgency, stepped back, but always stayed in a circle, watching Wen Shu intently, unwilling to move an inch away.
Bai Qiao sat next to Wen Shu, holding her wrist, "There’s no more threat..."
Her gaze turned complex as she looked at Wen Shu, remembering what she had done, her tone softening, "The continent is safe now."
After Wen Shu’s coma, the awakened Beast God was made aware of what happened and rescued the males back into the Divine Tree Space.
She had almost exhausted all her power to purify the continent, confirming that all pollution was eradicated before shrinking back into the Divine Tree Leaves in exhaustion.
Now, the crisis had been resolved.
And it was all thanks to Wen Shu; without her, the Beast God might not have even awakened...
"Thank you for saving Hei Li and the others. In the future," Bai Qiao said, nervously lowering her eyes, sincerely, "If you need help, you can always ask me."
Faced with her change in attitude, Wen Shu was momentarily taken aback, rubbing her temples and smiling, "Sure, but how long did I sleep? It feels like it’s been a long time..."
Hearing her words, Wu Xuan’s arms around her slowly tightened, his chin resting on her head, his voice somewhat trembled, "Three days, you’ve been unconscious for three whole days."
The others also wore expressions filled with a sense of having narrowly escaped danger.
Only three days?
Compared to their worries, Wen Shu seemed surprised. In the past, after overusing her superpower, sleeping for ten to fifteen days wasn’t uncommon.
However...
Wen Shu’s gaze swept around; they were still in the Divine Tree Space, where energy was abundant, perhaps making recovery especially quick.
She pondered staying a few more days, but Bai Qiao’s words dispelled her thoughts, "The Beast God has fallen asleep again, and there’s no telling when this place will close, so we need to leave quickly."
Is that so?
Being trapped inside the Divine Tree was not enjoyable.
Wen Shu withdrew her gaze, reaching to wrap her arms around Wu Xuan’s neck, "Let’s get out of here first."
