Chapter 911 - 930: Losing Control, A Hungry Cat Pounces on Food

Qiuqiu was now an S-level Spirit Healing Master.

It was a known fact that the closer one’s spiritual power got, the more obvious the spiritual power fluctuations caused by spiritual power attraction became. Although there was a huge difference between S-level and 3S-level, making it basically difficult to cause resonance, they were in bed. This was his sweetheart. Moreover, Mo Si was injured, and an injured person always had a hard time maintaining self-control.

"So now is not a good time.

"The consequences of a spiritual power shock are very serious. I’m afraid I will... lose my mind."

He was already on the verge of losing his mind. His nerves were stretched tight.

He had thought his sweetheart would obediently back down upon hearing this. But to his surprise, Jiang Qiuqiu gave a mysterious smile. She glanced at Mo Si, raised her hand to light up her terminal, and checked the time. "Today is October 7th.

"If you lose your mind, so be it. Maybe I’ll lose my mind too.

"If we lose our minds, let’s just remember today!"

Since she had put it that way, what reason did Mo Si have to stop her?

Qiuqiu opened her Sea of Spirit Power. As everyone knew, a food-type Spirit Healing Master’s Healing Spiritual Power was sweet. A sweetness that wasn’t cloying at all blew into Mo Si’s Spirit Sea like a gentle breeze.

The moment she entered and sensed the situation inside, Qiuqiu became angry. "And you said you weren’t injured?!

"You’re clearly hurt!

"Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt this badly?

"You’re being so dishonest."

"...I was afraid you would worry," Mo Si sighed. "I’ll be fine soon.

"My recovery ability is very strong."

"Strong?" Qiuqiu asked.

"I can heal from even worse injuries than this," he replied.

"...You’ve suffered worse injuries than this?! And you waited for them to heal on their own?!" she exclaimed.

She could always catch the points Mo Si deemed unimportant and use them to interrogate him.

"That was in the past," he explained.

There was a period when there was a shortage of Spirit Healing Masters on the front lines. They existed, but most of those who went to the battlefield were C-B level. A-level ones were rare, and A+ level ones were even rarer. Plus, many of them were very young. Of course, it was great that young people could go to the front lines, but being young also meant that unless they were peerless geniuses, they would have many shortcomings in healing.

This was especially true for those with relatively strong spiritual power, like Mo Si. When he was injured, the huge gap in levels, combined with individual rejection, made it very difficult for A-level Spirit Healing Masters to heal him. A+ level ones could barely scratch the surface, but it was just a drop in the bucket. Therefore, the big shots had to rely on their own powerful spiritual power and box after box of Spirit Nourishing Liquid to nurse themselves back to health.

He didn’t feel that those days were particularly bitter. Having any treatment at all was good enough. But now... it was so enjoyable.

The Nuannuan spiritual power bloomed in his Spirit Sea. Unlike Mrs. Ai’er’s treatment, Mo Si felt that Qiuqiu could reach and heal the deeper parts of him. It wasn’t that Qiuqiu’s techniques were more superb, but rather that Mo Si was willing to open up more of himself to her. He was willing to let her enter deeper places and flow freely.

As the time spent in the Spirit Sea passed, the tremors and resonance caused their emotions to instantly interconnect. Love, worry, and focus—all kinds of emotions intermingled, blooming with a myriad of flavors. He gradually relaxed, leaning against the headboard.

Suddenly, Qiuqiu’s spiritual power touched an unknown spot. A tremor shot up from his tailbone, making Mo Si almost unable to control himself.

She had touched the source of his spiritual power!

The stimulation in that instant made Mo Si’s vision flash with blinding white light. The dazzling whiteness occupied his entire mind, and an uncontrollable desire surged forth.

Tonight, tonight...

Feeling his own shocking transformation, Mo Si uncontrollably lunged toward Qiuqiu. Qiuqiu, who had her eyes closed, felt a sudden weight and a warm, fluffy sensation. She opened her eyes.

"!"

"...?"

A question mark slowly formed in her mind.