41: Chapter 41 Physical Therapy

“Uh... not awake yet? A dream within a dream?”

Chen Fan blinked, shook his head, and closed his eyes.

After a long while, he opened them again.

That charming southern hemisphere was still before his eyes.

Feeling the soft touch against the back of his head, Chen Fan's eyes widened involuntarily.

Could it be... this wasn't a dream?

So, he began to study the southern hemisphere closely—specifically the texture of the clothing on it.

“Is it good-looking?”

A cold voice rang out.

Chen Fan nodded subconsciously, “Mm, good-looking.”

Just as the words left his mouth, he realized something was wrong.

Wasn't that Lairuilei's voice?

“No, I meant the clothes are good-looking.”

“Oh? Is that so?”

Lairuilei smiled faintly, leaning her head down to look at Chen Fan, who was hidden beneath the southern hemisphere.

Her fiery red long hair brushed against his face.

Chen Fan felt his nose tickle. Just as he was about to get up, Lairuilei frowned and stopped him.

“You're very weak right now; you need to lie down for a while longer.”

Chen Fan frowned, feeling his head exceptionally heavy and his whole body burning hot.

Only then did he recall what had happened and hurriedly opened the system interface.

[Player: china has completed 3% of the dungeon progress and received additional rewards.]

[Title Upgrade: Counter-Attacker.]

[Counter-Attacker (White) Lv3: Sailing speed increased by 15%.]

Just this?

Chen Fan frowned.

He had risked so many supplies, not to mention failing to snatch back a single ship.

And he only got a title upgrade?

This was a huge loss!

He let out a long sigh, carefully sensing the abnormality within his body.

Judging by the symptoms, he must have a fever.

In the Night Instance, that tentacle that appeared at the end was similar to the one he encountered when night fell on the first day.

However, the tentacle from the first day was much larger.

The one in the dungeon was only about a meter in diameter, more like a juvenile.

He just didn't know if its end connected to that terrifying existence.

That previous glimpse—

Under the cover of thick black fog, that tentacle seemed to connect to the sky.

In Chen Fan's mind, that indescribable object in the sky surfaced once again.

Suddenly, a feeling of chest tightness emerged again.

Chen Fan felt as if there were a thousand needles in his brain, constantly stabbing back and forth.

His pupils gradually turned white, and the whole world began to spin.

“Hoo... hoo...”

The heavy weight on his chest made it impossible for him to breathe.

Not only that, Chen Fan felt as if countless insects were crawling under his skin.

The excruciating pain and the bone-deep itching made him subconsciously start scratching his skin.

Gradually, bloody lines were scratched into his skin.

But the itching seemed to become even more bone-deep.

Just as he was about to collapse, everything went black before his eyes.

“Mmph—”

A pair of cool lips pressed against his.

“Open your mouth.”

Chen Fan subconsciously opened his mouth, and trickles of air flowed from her mouth into his lungs.

After repeating this a few times, Chen Fan's breathing finally smoothed out.

The ringing in his ears and dizziness gradually disappeared as his blood oxygen levels rose.

But the itching under his skin still remained.

Chen Fan greedily absorbed the oxygen Lairuilei was passing to him while continuously scratching his skin.

It was only when his skin cracked and blood flowed onto Lairuilei's thighs that she noticed.

Looking at the miserable state of his skin, riddled with scratches, Lairuilei frowned in heartache.

After pondering for a moment, she took a deep breath, and a jade-green light condensed on her chest.

When she transferred oxygen again, she also channeled a touch of green light along with it.

Lairuilei's complexion instantly turned pale, and her breathing became rapid.

As the green light entered his body, Chen Fan felt the itching under his skin subside significantly.

But it only lasted for a few minutes before the itching became even more intense.

It itched to the bone.

Chen Fan gritted his teeth, his hands trembling as he scratched.

Seeing that the green light wasn't working, a hint of conflict appeared in Lairuilei's eyes.

But looking at Chen Fan's painful expression and his scarred skin, she let out a long sigh.

A touch of green covered Chen Fan's eyes, which were narrowed in pain.

Rustling sounds rang out.

Chen Fan felt his clothes being taken off.

...

After a long while.

Chen Fan took a deep breath and moved the silk-like object off his face.

What met his eyes was Lairuilei's perfect figure.

At this moment, her eyes were tightly closed, and her brows were slightly furrowed.

“Does it hurt?”

Chen Fan asked softly.

Lairuilei shook her head and opened her eyes, looking at Chen Fan with concern.

“Has your body recovered?”

Chen Fan carefully sensed it.

That bone-deep itching had disappeared.

“It's not itchy anymore. How amazing, why is that?”

Lairuilei let out a sigh of relief and shook her head.

“The Wind God's blessing, although it cannot fight... but it is more than enough to treat these symptoms.”

Chen Fan nodded, half-understanding, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

“Then give me a bit more blessing?”

“Don't... aren't we about to enter the dungeon?”

Chen Fan looked at the time and curled his lips.

“I've been tired for so long, can't I enjoy myself?”

After saying that, he turned over directly.

[Ding!]

[Current time: 12:00.]

[Daytime Instance is open; all players can choose to enter.]

[The Daytime Instance currently has no danger; players can safely collect supplies.]

“No!”

Chen Fan decisively closed the interface and continued to study the Wind God's blessing.

He completely ignored the various messages from the outside world.

Just as he said, he had been tired for so long, and last night he had even faced death head-on, so couldn't he enjoy himself?

However, while Chen Fan was enjoying himself, the other The Five Women were suffering.

Vase: “Brother Fan, what's wrong with you? Why haven't you made a sound?”

speechless ship: “You don't think he's still asleep, do you?”

Samo: “My god, what about the Daytime Instance?”

long time ship: “The countdown is on; we can't worry about that anymore. Let's go in first.”

Demon: “long time ship is right. Let's go in and try to save up more supplies.”

Just like that, without Chen Fan's leadership, The Five Women began the Daytime Instance.

On the other side.

Fangs frowned as he looked at the message bar, having sent messages for a long time without receiving a reply.

“Why hasn't china replied to the message?”

“Asleep? Or... was he eliminated?”

“Impossible. There would only be a system notification after he comes out. He must still be alive.”

After muttering to himself for a long time, looking at the countdown that was about to end, he shook his head and clicked confirm.

Meanwhile.

The Emperor, with half its hull rotted away, gritted its teeth and clicked confirm.

This time, he didn't choose to team up but entered alone.

“I can beat the third stage by myself; why would I need to bring you ingrates along?”

“Just you wait, don't let me run into you.”

[dungeon entrance is about to close.]

[3.]

[2.]

[1.]

[Closed!]

Light flickered.

The channel for players to enter the dungeon gradually shrank.

Just at this moment, on china.

Two figures, one tall and one short, snuck a glance at the captain's cabin.

The door was tightly closed, but the two of them still guessed what was happening inside based on the sounds.

Kadel kept signaling with his eyes.

Chris glared at him, and then golden light flashed in his eyes.

A pale blue glass bottle flew out from Chen Fan's body and landed in Chris's hand.

Exchanging a glance, the two leaped and jumped far away from china.

Just as they were about to fall into the water, the pitch-black ghost ship appeared.

The two landed precisely on the deck.

Immediately, they dove into the teleportation array that was about to disappear.