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“In the future, don’t poke your head through random cracks anymore. If you end up encountering a space storm, you can kiss your life goodbye,” said Ning Shu.

Little Grass tugged at the corner of Ning Shu’s clothes. “Then when will we et again?”

“If it’s fated, we’ll naturally et again. Once you beco strong and can break through the limitations of the plane, you’ll be able to see many novel things.” Ning Shu patted Little Grass’s head.

“The road of cultivation is extrely difficult. You shouldn’t kill lightly, but at the sa ti, should not allow yourself to be bullied by others. Otherwise, what’s the purpose of working so hard to cultivate?”

The reason why people worked so hard to climb upwards was in hopes of being able to control their own destiny and make it so that others cannot trample on and humiliate them.

Little Grass nodded and leaned against Ning Shu.

“2333, help send her back to that summoner plane,” Ning Shu said to 2333.

Little Grass’s figure disappeared, and Ning Shu continued weeding with the hoe.

Weeds were tenacious.

With how strong Little Grass was, ordinary people wouldn’t be able to do anything to her.

After a while, 2333’s voice appeared in Ning Shu’s head. “I’ve sent her back. Do you want to leave the task world now?”

Ning Shu sighed, then nodded. “Let’s leave.”

She failed to complete part of the task again. Wait, there was another part she forgot to complete: making it so that Alviss could stand again.

Damn, she completely forgot about this!

Ning Shu ran ho carrying the hoe and asked Alviss who was currently reading a book, “Alviss, do you want to be able to stand again?”

Alviss closed the book. “Why are you suddenly asking about this? I’m already used to being in a wheelchair. It doesn’t really matter to whether or not I can stand.”

“You can make yourself so legs?” said Ning Shu.

Alviss said, “If we were on Planet Oga I might have made myself a pair of artificial legs but here, no one cares about my legs. So I’m fine with staying in a wheelchair.”

Ning Shu couldn’t help but ask, “Isn’t it hard to pee in a wheelchair?”

Alviss: …

“Isn’t it hard?” said Ning Shu.

It had never occurred to her to worry about Alviss’ excretion problem before.

Alviss: …

“… It’s alright,” said Alviss.

“If it’s possible, you should still make yourself a pair of legs,” said Ning Shu.

Ning Shu thought for a while, then asked Alviss to make her so silver needles – the type that were very thin.

Alviss made the silver needles for Ning Shu on the spaceship.

Ning Shu then lifted Alviss’ leg and slowly inserted a needle into an acupuncture point on his leg.

Ning Shu asked Alviss, “Do you feel anything?”

Alviss shook his head. “I don’t feel anything.”

Ning Shu: …

“When I have free ti, I’ll make so artificial legs. No need to keep stabbing , it’s not going to help,” said Alviss.

“I saw this on the Internet, it’s said to be an ancient dical technique,” said Ning Shu.

Alviss started reading again and allowed Ning Shu to keep pricking his leg with needles. His expression didn’t change in the slightest.

Seeing him like this, it was clear that Alviss really didn’t feel anything in his legs.

Seriously…

“Then when are you going to make the legs?” asked Ning Shu.

Alviss continued reading and said offhandedly, “When I have ti.”

“All you know to do every day is read little yellow books. Why don’t you spend so of that ti on your legs?” Ning Shu rolled her eyes.

Alviss asked without lifting his head, “What is a little yellow book?”

“Oh, just a beautiful children’s story.”

Alviss made an oh sound.

Ning Shu returned to her room, lay down on the bed, and said, “Let’s leave.”

Translator: Kaho

Ning Shu felt a bout of dizziness, and then she had returned to the system space.

#Kaho’s comnt: Little yellow books refer to erotic novels…

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