Chosen City, at Meng Zhihan's home.
"So... you got beaten half to death by that demon monster?"
Dongdong teased with a giggle while smearing low-level herbs from an elf NPC on her best friend.
Meng Zhihan, lying on the bed with a pale face, coughed up blood and weakly said,
"You... cough, cough... Dongdong, be gentle, if you press harder, I'll die."
"Just revive, doesn't matter you're not short on resurrection coins."
"Get lost... cough, cough, I'm level 41, reviving costs... 41 resurrection coins... that's... cough, cough, 4,100 contribution points... even for me... cough, cough, it would be heart-wrenching."
Meng Zhihan coughed and rolled her eyes at her best friend.
Dongdong chuckled, her hands moving much more gently.
While applying medicine to her friend, she glanced at the beautifully crafted longsword by the bed and smirked,
