After winning the qualifying match, the hero Bai Ye slept hard for three days due to mental exhaustion.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a group of people surrounding the bed, all looking at him carefully.
She sat up, rubbed her head, and asked, "Why are you sitting here all the time? Are you so free?"
Several people immediately started talking, and Bai Ye had a headache: "Stop! How can I understand you talking like this? Gu Yannuo, tell me, what is going on? You don't have to go to class anymore?"
Seeing Bai Ye's roll call, Gu Yannuo waved impatiently at the others, motioning for them to step aside.
"Bai Ye! You stinky woman has been lying here for three whole days. Of course we are anxious to wait! Now we will be besieged by other students wherever we go. We have no choice but to come to your place to take refuge together. Anyway, if you don't wake up, we I’m not in the mood for class either!”
Qiao Yu nodded and asked with concern: "How do you feel? Fu Sheng said that your mental strength was too heavy. Are you feeling better now?"
"I'm fine. My body has almost recovered. By the way, how is Sunny?"
Fu Sheng said: "I asked my hidden guards to take the letter and send them back to Nanzhao. I also sent people to follow Mengze. Qingtian's injuries were too serious and she was unconscious. The dean felt that she should stay with her family. Better."
"That… "
"Don't worry, you'll bring all the medicine you left for her." Knowing what Bai Ye was worried about, he immediately explained.
Bai Ye then put it down, but saw that their expressions were not very good.
"You seem to be more tired than me, so go back and rest first!"
Several people refused at first, but after her persuasion, they all nodded and left one after another.
Mo Chanyin and Fu Sheng walked at the end. After everyone else left, Fu Sheng suddenly looked back at Bai Ye.
"You have worked hard these past three days. But I think you are in good spirits and have recovered."
Bai Ye knew she couldn't hide it from him, so she said with a smile: "Yes, I used the Underworld Cannon one after another, and my mental energy was severely exhausted. I finally recovered in the past three days. I'm just still a little tired, but there's no other problem."
Mo Chanyin on the side opened his mouth involuntarily, but in the end he didn't ask.
Judging from his expression, Bai Ye naturally knew what he was thinking and didn't hide it. He said directly: "I know what you want to ask, but..."
"Don't worry, we don't intend to ask you about how to cultivate your spiritual power." Fu Sheng gently interrupted her and said seriously: "But I want to remind you to be careful. It's better to keep this matter a little concealed so that no one finds you. All mental strength has been restored.”
Many people have seen Bai Ye's use of the divine cannon during previous matches. Those who are interested will know that her divine weapon must consume a lot of mental energy if they pay a little attention.
What's more, she fired off the cannons one after another while her sight was blocked. If people find out that she has returned to normal in just three days, many associations will definitely arise.
Bai Ye felt relieved, knowing that they were worried about him: "Don't worry, I will pay attention."
After the two left, Bai Ye closed his eyes and sorted out his thoughts on the qualifying match.
They were actually very close to winning this competition. Although they won, everyone was injured one after another, which also made Bai Ye realize their lack of strength.
She had never thought about making friends based on strength, but when she thought about her father, she knew that her path would become more and more dangerous in the future. Taking them with her would definitely not be the last time her life hung on the line.
Thinking of this, she sighed with a headache and rubbed her brows, feeling helpless.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."