The Interstellar Queen of Scavengers

Chapter 1135: Sugar Pills

Failure.

Failure.

Failure.

...

Ji You had lost count of how many times she had failed. Her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, her face a mix of pale and green, a trace of white froth at her lips, her figure swaying like a weak willow in the wind.

But——

She still stood resolutely, never falling.

Mu Jianling watched silently, neither interrupting Ji You nor stopping her, instead crossing her arms and observing in silence. In a short time, Ji You had already failed 69 times! It was a terrifying number, because repeatedly depleting one’s spiritual power like this is extremely unwise and dangerous.

In Mu Jianling’s eyes, or rather her entire teaching career, almost no student had gotten to this point.

Almost none.

Mu Jianling used the word ’almost’ because there was once someone who had.

Once before...

Mu Jianling’s eyes lowered slightly. At this moment, Ji You forcibly utilized her spiritual power, highly depleting it, stretching her Spiritual World to its limit, feeling the intense waves emanating from Ji You...

Mu Jianling opened her mouth, saying: "Ji..."

Just as she said one word, Mu Jianling’s mouth suddenly opened wide: "You..."

Right under Mu Jianling’s gaze, Ji You’s intense spiritual wave suddenly disappeared into thin air.

In an instant.

No trace left.

Mu Jianling was certain her senses hadn’t deceived her, yet Ji You clearly stood before her, giving off the impression of a wooden stump—emotionless, without fluctuations, even lacking vitality.

Mu Jianling’s heart raced; she rushed forward, reaching out to check Ji You’s breath.

Only, as soon as Mu Jianling’s hand reached out, touching the tip of Ji You’s nose, she felt a breath of air spray out——

"Achoo~"

Mu Jianling quickly withdrew her hand, looking disgusted as she took out a tissue to wipe.

Ji You chuckled: "Teacher... sorry, couldn’t hold it back."

Mu Jianling wiped her hand clean, glancing sideways at Ji You: "It’s okay; I almost couldn’t hold back from ripping your head off. Next time, don’t hold back if you can’t."

Ji You: "..."

Ji You, all attentive, handed over a towel: "Teacher, use this to wipe. I just bought it, haven’t used it, completely clean and hygienic, with a disinfecting function."

Mu Jianling glanced disdainfully and didn’t accept it.

"Really, I guarantee it’s clean." Ji You initially thought Mu Jianling would throw some mocking words or at least rebuke her, but unexpectedly, for the next minute, Mu Jianling simply stared at Ji You with a strange expression.

second.

seconds.

seconds.

...

This odd, probing gaze made Ji You’s scalp tingle, her mind uneasy. She braced herself, saying: "Teacher, I really didn’t mean to spray snot on your hand just now. I was just about to sneeze, didn’t expect you to suddenly reach over."

At this point, Ji You smiled and asked: "Teacher, you weren’t worried I was dead, were you? Hahaha... rest assured, how could I die? I’m the type to cherish life the most, absolutely won’t do anything reckless, let alone something as stupid as getting myself killed."

Mu Jianling, who had her thoughts seen through, darkened her face and scolded: "You think mastering the Spiritual Power Shielding Technique makes you so clever?"

Ji You, somewhat smug, said: "Of course."

Saying this, seeing Mu Jianling’s face get darker and darker, Ji You chuckled, leaning closer: "Teacher, I already saw your shocked, wide-mouthed face just now, completely clear."

Mu Jianling: "..."

Ji You said: "Being able to amaze you, teacher, makes me feel exceptionally powerful, unstoppable."

Mu Jianling: "Oh——"

Mu Jianling said coolly: "Exhausted your spiritual power, haven’t you? Feeling particularly tired, wanting to pass out? Already almost out of energy to even speak another word, right?"

Ji You opened her mouth: "Yeah... but teacher, you don’t have to worry, I’m fine. I just need some sleep, and I’ll definitely be lively the next day."

Mu Jianling sneered lightly: "Too bad, you’ll be paralyzed for the next three days, maybe even half a month."

Ji You: "..."

Ji You had a bad premonition; her body was gradually losing sensation, first from her fingers, then half an arm, and then...

Ji You: "Teacher!!! Help!"

Mu Jianling pulled out a pill the size of a fingernail: "This is a blood-replenishing sugar pill, mainly made from ginseng, effectively alleviating your paralysis. Um... taking it early for immediate effect isn’t impossible either."

Ji You: "!!!"

Ji You wasn’t surprised by the sugar pill Mu Jianling offered, nor by its effect, but by the words ’ginseng’ and Mu Jianling’s obvious sales pitch tone and demeanor.

This scene...

Ji You was already scared.

Look at that ’sick dragon’ on the shoulder, and that expensive treatment fee... once bitten by a snake, twice shy. Ji You was genuinely afraid, fearing Mu Jianling would open her mouth and demand 50 billion from her!

Then——

Mu Jianling said calmly: "5 million."

"Oh——" Ji You said plainly, with no change in tone or expression: "Only 5 million, huh."

Her tone even carried a faint trace of disappointment...

The next second.

Ji You jumped up: "Why don’t you just rob someone then? Why don’t you just rob someone? Why don’t you just rob someone!!!!!!"

Mu Jianling didn’t even lift her eyelids, just said calmly: "I’m robbing you right now."

Ji You: "..."

Mu Jianling said: "5 million, non-negotiable, take it or leave it."

Finished saying.

Mu Jianling turned and walked away.

Ji You hurried to catch up: "No—don’t go!"

Bam!

Because one foot had almost lost feeling, as she stepped forward, she stumbled and plummeted to the ground.

Ji You: "..."

This paralysis came swiftly, completely caught off guard.

Ji You raised her still-functioning left hand to her face, "Teacher... medicine! Medicine! Give me the medicine!"

Mu Jianling pulled out the sugar pill——

Ji You quickly opened her mouth, crawling forward, and caught the sugar pill in one bite.

Mu Jianling: "..."

Better early than late, Ji You wrapped her mouth around it a few times, and with a gulp, it went down her throat. This sugar pill, though called a sugar pill, had a bitter taste, but with a hint of ginseng’s sweet aftertaste.

Ji You chuckled, saying: "Thank you, teacher. Teacher, rest assured, feel free to add 5 million to my debts. I definitely won’t deny it."

Mu Jianling merely glanced at Ji You, too lazy to acknowledge her nonsense, simply watching her closely for any changes.

...

After taking the sugar pill, the pallor of Ji You’s face gradually regained a hint of rosiness.