Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill! Chapter 422 It’s Just a Porter

"Nightingale... Sister Nightingale?"

When Wu Bin saw clearly who was standing by the bed, he imdiately breathed a sigh of relief.

Nightingale walked out from beside the window, the moonlight illuminating her face and making her fine features even more bright and charming.

"Here, catch."

Nightingale tossed sothing to Wu Bin.

Wu Bin picked it up and discovered, to his surprise, that it was a dal.

This made Wu Bin sowhat astonished.

"Is this for ?"

Nightingale nodded, speaking indifferently, "Thanks to your help, Dark Crow lost thirty-five submarines and over two hundred people died. Although we lost quite a few people too, compared to them, our losses were much smaller."

"Considering your outstanding performance, the higher-ups have decided to award you the dal of Honor, to commorate your spectacular showing in the Dragon Palace of the East Sea battle."

Wu Bin was caught between laughter and tears.

He had originally gone to just make up the numbers, but who knew his exceptional performance would actually earn him a dal.

Wu Bin examined the dal he was holding closely, then asked, "What exactly is this dal good for? Does it really only have commorative significance?"

"Does it have an effect like a ’get out of jail free’ card? For instance, if I committed so offense, it could spare one ti."

Nightingale looked at Wu Bin and said, plain and simple, "If you commit a cri, I will personally arrest you."

The expression on Wu Bin’s face instantly turned very colorful.

"There’s no need to take it so seriously, sister. I was just speaking off the cuff. Plus, you’d personally arrest ? How could I possibly rit that honor?"

"Alright, now that I’ve handed the dal over to you, my mission is complete."

"Wait a second, you..."

Wu Bin wanted to ask Nightingale to stay for a while longer, but before he knew it, she had swiftly opened the window and jumped right out, without the slightest hesitation.

Wu Bin was caught between laughter and tears.

Is that what a master is supposed to do?

Do masters all dislike taking the main door, preferring instead to exit through a window?

Shortly after Nightingale left, the door to the ward opened, and Zhu Ling walked in, carrying a spicy hot pot.

"She left?"

As soon as Zhu Ling walked in, she asked this question, which took Wu Bin by surprise.

Wu Bin played dumb: "Who, who left?"

Zhu Ling gave Wu Bin a look.

"Co on, who are you trying to fool? Within five hundred ters of this hospital lies within my perceptual range. If I wish to, I can detect even a mouse running by, let alone a full-sized living person."

Wu Bin suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

He had forgotten that Zhu Ling was after all from the Dragon Clan, and their perceptual abilities were indeed outrageous.

A high-ranking human clan master would be quite impressive already if they could perceive within five ters, but even at her absolute weakest, Zhu Ling could still effortlessly sense within five hundred ters.

Seeing that Zhu Ling already knew everything, Wu Bin didn’t bother pretending anymore.

"Yes, she just left. Maybe she sensed you coming, that’s why she hurried off so quickly. No matter how much I called, she wouldn’t turn back."

Zhu Ling sat at the edge of Wu Bin’s bed with a bowl of spicy hot pot.

"Talk to , where did you go yesterday? You were in quite a dangerous state when you were brought to the hospital yesterday. If it weren’t for your special constitution, you would likely be dead by now."

"Judging from the sll on you, you must have gone to the sea, right?"

As Zhu Ling said this, she suddenly leaned closer to Wu Bin, staring at his face with curiosity.

"The more I learn about you, the more curious I beco. To say you’re human, yet there’s phoenix blood in your veins that saves you from fatal wounds."

"But to say you’re a phoenix is also not right, for you carry the aura of our Dragon Clan. I feel like you should have so connection with our Dragon Clan, but I can’t quite put my finger on it."

Zhu Ling’s words imdiately made Wu Bin tense up.

Although Zhu Ling didn’t know about his system, she could tell sothing was off about him in her own way.

Luckily, Zhu Ling, who was still in her juvenile stage, inherently trusted Wu Bin, seeing that he had rescued her from the cave.

This sense of trust ensured that Zhu Ling always stood by his side, never opposing him no matter the circumstances.

Even so, Wu Bin had no intention of spilling everything to Zhu Ling.

He patted Zhu Ling’s head with his hand.

"At such a young age, what’s the use of thinking so much? Yesterday, I was taken away on a top-secret mission. You know about the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, don’t you? Sohow The Ninth got hold of information about the Dragon Palace of the East Sea. A bunch of people went looking for the ruins of it yesterday, and they actually found it."

Wu Bin recounted everything that happened yesterday from beginning to end to Zhu Ling.

Listening to Wu Bin’s description, Zhu Ling’s frown deepened.

After Wu Bin finished speaking, Zhu Ling’s expression turned very strange.

Noticing this, Wu Bin asked, "What’s wrong? Did I say sothing incorrect?"

Zhu Ling shook her head and said, "It’s not a problem with what you’ve said, but rather with the people from The Ninth. Based on your description, the place you’ve found is probably not the real Dragon Palace of the East Sea, but a fake palace."

"A fake palace?"

Wu Bin was puzzled and couldn’t understand.

Zhu Ling analyzed, "Think about it carefully. Apart from juvenile dragons like myself and ancient dragons transford into humans, what other dragon residence would be built exactly like a human palace?"

"If it were the real Dragon Palace of the East Sea, it would obviously be constructed according to the living habits of our Dragon Clan. Do you think it would look like what you saw?"

Wu Bin was stunned.

In truth, he had also suspected that the so-called Dragon Palace of the East Sea might be fake.

However, the scale and difficulty of constructing the Dragon Palace of the East Sea were simply too imnse.

Besides relying on the power of the Dragon Clan, Wu Bin found it hard to imagine who else could accomplish such a mighty feat.

Wu Bin scratched his face and said, "It must still be related to your Dragon Clan, right? After all, I mastered a Wind Dragon Law there, and it was genuinely powerful—I took out over thirty of their submarines directly!"

"Do you know what it ans to take out a submarine? That alone should tell you how formidable the Wind Dragon Law I mastered is!"

Zhu Ling looked at Wu Bin disdainfully.

"Getting so excited over mastering one Wind Dragon Law? And it’s a Wind Dragon Law that isn’t even in the top ten of the sequence, rubbish."

"Didn’t I tell you just now? The palace you saw is a fake palace."

"These so-called fake palaces are built for the Dragon Slaves to reside in, not for us dragons. It’s like the tomb chambers in your human graves that hold Tomb Guardian Beasts. In short, the fake palace is just a servant’s quarters, housing the doorn. Is that direct enough for you?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Bin was dumbfounded.

The Dragon Palace of the East Sea, which they all felt was so magnificent yesterday, was rely a servant’s quarters in Zhu Ling’s eyes?