Chapter 880 - 899: Mo Si Folded His Ears and Asked Her, "Am I Not Cute?
Chapter 880: Chapter 899: Mo Si Folded His Ears and Asked Her, "Am I Not Cute?
Q3 was the subject of intense discussion on the Star Network, drawing the attention of countless people. Seeing its traffic soar so rapidly, tabloids from neighboring planets hastily dispatched teams of reporters for interviews. To demonstrate fairness, the major acting as the planet’s governor posted the newly enacted temporary laws on the Star Network every other day.
The citizens of Q3 were overjoyed. They had originally assumed that a change in leadership would just bring more of the same, but they never expected the light of hope to be so gentle and warm.
Time slowly trickled by, and September gradually drew to a close. The Fourteen-School Joint Practical Training was also coming to an end.
As the tolling bells of departure seemingly loomed, the pace of treatment at the central hospital sped up significantly. Everyone wanted to save just a few more people. It was the same for Qiuqiu. Since it was the last day, she stopped strictly limiting the amount of spiritual power she expended each time. Instead, she used more Heart Power to control her speed, pushing herself to go faster and faster—she was determined to maintain her absolute fastest pace for the entire day.
But no matter what, all time must eventually come to an end. As the moon slowly rose, the final day of September faded into silence.
October had arrived.
In the early hours of the morning, the lights at the central hospital finally went out. Over at the Delicious Factory, the robot stewards began dismantling the temporary kitchens at the entrance.
The cured patients had already begun to work. Those still standing in the yellow sand let out lost sighs before finally deciding to head home. The current governor had raised wages significantly. Even if they had missed out on the free treatments, working for a few days would earn them enough money to afford a hospital visit. With this newfound hope, the sorrow of parting was heavily diluted.
Qiuqiu could barely stand steady.
The word "overdraft" dominated her mind. Sweat dripping down her face, she stumbled back to her room. However, she neither sat nor lay down. Instead, at this critical juncture, she endured the explosive pain in her Spirit Sea and began her spiritual power meditation.
BEEP BEEP.
Her terminal chimed twice, but she didn’t immediately raise her hand. She waited until her meditation session was over before finally glancing at the screen. It was a message from Dean Zhu.
[Qiuqiu, are you finished on your end? The allied schools have decided to take the Teleportation Mecha back to the Federation Star at 11:00 AM on October 1st. We need to gather at the dormitories by 9:00 AM.]
"Nine o’clock?" she thought.
[Okay, I’ll be there.]
After replying, she couldn’t help but wonder when he was going back. The affairs on the planet seemed pretty much settled by now, so shouldn’t he be heading back soon too?
Just as this thought crossed her mind, KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK rang out by the door. It wasn’t the first time this had happened, but it still made the corners of Qiuqiu’s mouth turn up in an unconscious smile.
The moonlight flowed like water. She opened the door, and Mo Si’s face came into view. Their eyes met, and they both smiled.
"You’re here."
He walked in and, with familiar ease, pulled Qiuqiu over to sit on the small sofa in the inner room. Before they could even begin chatting, he frowned the moment they sat down. "Why are you covered in so much sweat and haven’t showered yet? You’ll catch a cold."
Although it was incredibly difficult for a Mecha Soldier to catch a cold, Qiuqiu had been overdrawing her spiritual power and working long hours every single day; her mental state was undoubtedly fragile. In moments of spiritual weakness, even a Mecha Soldier could fall ill—and an illness contracted in this state would hit far harder than it would an ordinary person.
"Ah." Being scolded, Qiuqiu couldn’t help but mutter defensively, "What’s this? You start lecturing me the moment you walk in. You’re not cute like before at all."
"..." Mo Si stared at her. The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment.
And then—
POOF. Following a soft rustling sound, two fluffy ears silently popped up on the top of his head, twitching in a very familiar manner.
"Am I not cute?" he asked, leaning close to Qiuqiu, his dark eyes fixed on her.