Chapter 59

Dugu Fu finally fell asleep in the dead of night.

He had another dream, but this time, it wasn't the sad dream from before; it was a beautiful one. He dreamed of himself entwined with a woman, the soul-stirring sensation lingering even after he woke up. The woman's face in the dream kept changing—sometimes it was Guo Xingxing, sometimes the innkeeper, and sometimes other beautiful faces from his memory.

Is this... a spring dream? Realizing the situation upon waking, Dugu Fu couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. It's all the fault of human emotions! But that feeling was truly wonderful, and he couldn't help but hug the quilt and savor the memory.

Just as he was lost in thought, the innkeeper suddenly pushed the door open. Seeing Dugu Fu lying with his eyes open, she was startled: "You're awake already? Or did you not sleep at all?"

Looking outside, Dugu Fu understood why she asked. The sky was just beginning to lighten, it was only around six o'clock. He had fallen asleep around three or four, so it had only been two or three hours...

But he felt refreshed and full of energy. It might be due to the thousand-year ginseng's medicinal power, or perhaps because certain desires had finally been released.

"I woke up, and I slept well." He pulled the quilt tighter around himself. "Sister Wei, what are you doing here?"

"Take off your clothes and give them to me. I saw you were wet several times; it must have been uncomfortable to wear. I wanted to wash them for you yesterday, but you went to sleep so late," the innkeeper said.

"Oh." Dugu Fu nodded and started to take off his clothes under the quilt, feeling warm inside. In reality, someone did wash his clothes for him, but it was a robot, and the feeling was completely different. He quickly took off his shirt and handed it to the innkeeper, then hesitated as he was about to take off his pants.

Confused by the innkeeper's warm gestures, it wasn't until this moment that he remembered his pants... were wet. Not just a little, but very, very wet. "Sister Wei, you can just wash the shirt first. If you take the pants too, what will I wear?"

The innkeeper magically produced a set of clothes: "I prepared them for you. Come, try them on and see if they fit."

No matter how cunning and intelligent Dugu Fu was, he was momentarily at a loss, his mind blank, not knowing what to do.

"What are you standing there for? Give them to me," the innkeeper urged when she saw Dugu Fu not moving.

"..." Dugu Fu's brain finally started working again. But no matter how hard he thought, his head ached, and he still didn't know what to do.

Years later, this memory would still be fragmented. He couldn't remember how he took off his pants—whether he did it himself or the innkeeper helped. He only remembered that when the innkeeper got the pants, she understood what had happened. Her face turned bright red, and she couldn't help but laugh.

Embarrassment? Anger? Frustration? Ruin?...

He couldn't remember how he felt in that moment. The complex and extreme emotions overwhelmed his short-fused rationality. When he regained consciousness, the innkeeper was already struggling beneath him.

The coarse fabric and simple hairpin couldn't hide her good figure, and her struggles only accentuated the beautiful curves. Her cries of "No, no" only made his desire grow stronger, his emotions surge...

In another instant, the passionate scene dissipated, and the innkeeper was outside the door, her laughter echoing. He lay in bed, embarrassed, realizing it was all just a fantasy.

But... it was so real! That restless unease, that angry and embarrassed impulse... In that moment, reality and imagination were so close, the line between law and crime so blurred.

How could you do such a thing, Dugu Fu? The innkeeper was so good to you?

What's wrong with it? Didn't you already decide to tease her?

Teasing is one thing, but it's to improve emotional intelligence...

What's wrong with it? So many players and NPCs have done it; the game world is lawless. Why be so strict?

Emotions are truly a terrifying thing! Dugu Fu finally managed to shake off the nightmare impulse, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and sat up. But for the rest of the day, he didn't dare look at the innkeeper.

The innkeeper thought he was embarrassed because of the morning incident, but she didn't know he was afraid of losing control...

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To avoid wandering thoughts, Dugu Fu threw all his energy into training. He trained desperately, madly, even more diligently than before!

The thousand-year ginseng came in pieces, the supreme kung fu rice in grains, entering his stomach and transforming into boundless essence and energy, driving his skills to new heights until they became permanent attribute increases.

By the end of another day, he had actually broken through to the fifth level of Mingjing and was on the verge of the sixth level. His strength became more contained, and his body's power gradually coalesced into a single force. A casual palm strike carried the weight of his entire body, not just his arm.

A more noticeable change was that when he used the Heaven-Turning Kick, except for a few extremely difficult moves, substituting his hand for his foot became increasingly easy, unlike before when he often lacked the strength.

With sufficient strength, his techniques became more fluid, and more Xingyi elements were re-edited and integrated into his moves.

Although it was entirely due to the medicinal power—first the snake gallbladder, then the thousand-year ginseng and supreme kung fu rice... If anyone knew he had only started training a few days ago, they would be shocked! There are fast ways to cultivate martial arts, whether through good medicine, talent, or the special constitution of players... but not this fast!

While obsessed with leveling up, Dugu Fu didn't neglect other matters.

During breaks from training, he would occasionally walk around the streets to gather information. He knew Hong Qingsong's character best; after such a significant loss, he wouldn't just let it go. He would definitely take action!

Dugu Fu hoped to hinder him after he took action, and if he could gather intelligence on the Changsha reinforcements, it would be even better. He could leak the information to the resistance forces, so they could intercept them halfway, making things easier for his brother and Gong Yitian.

But there were no useful leads throughout. The street gossip was the same as yesterday.

Training and waiting, until evening, when Dugu Fu went to the inn contact point, he finally received a message from San Guang.

But the message made him change color—

"Brother, you need to leave quickly! Hong Qingsong seems to have gotten word that you're in Lingling. He's brought the three thousand system troops from Changsha, who were pursuing Gong Yitian, to Lingling to search for you."

!!!

He thought Hong Qingsong would chase Li Shier and Gong Yitian relentlessly, but he didn't expect...

This is clearly overkill!

But that wasn't the worst part...

Given his understanding of the fatso, once his madness took hold, it wouldn't stop at this level. Dugu Fu almost ran out of the inn.