Apocalypse: My Apartment Has Traits

Chapter 77: Chapter 71: Kunpeng?! (4K Combined)

Zhao Yaxin cradled Su Lin in her arms, biting her tongue to force herself to calm down and check carefully.

Finding no obvious injuries on Su Lin’s body, her tense nerves finally relaxed.

“Wake up! Su Lin! Wake up!” She pinched Su Lin’s philtrum, gently slapping his face and calling out.

Su Can and Su Qi had already rushed forward. Old Su’s heart was burning with anxiety, his voice arrived before his person:

“What’s the situation? What’s wrong with him?!”

“Let me see!” Su Qi’s face was as tense as stone, he knelt down and grabbed Su Lin’s wrist.

Martial artists often know medical principles, especially since he had learned from long-term illness.

He felt for the pulse while his eyes focused and circulated Qi and blood with the method of “Observation.”

Under “Observation,” it was clear at a glance that Su Lin was depleted of Qi and blood, his pulse showing merely exhaustion, without other abnormalities.

Su Qi’s tense body instantly relaxed, closing his eyes and letting out a long sigh of relief.

“How’s he doing?”

Su Can’s voice carried a barely noticeable tremor.

Zhao Yaxin’s phoenix eyes were also locked tightly on Su Qi’s face.

“He’s fine!” Su Qi said irritably, “This kid did something crazy, exhausted his Qi and blood!”

Even so, in his mind flashed the strange muffled explosion when the arrow pierced the python, a trace of deep-seated doubt flickering in his eyes—what exactly did this kid do?

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yaxin’s heart finally settled down:

“So… should we wake him up now?”

“…Wake him up. He’s a bit dehydrated. Let him wake up, have some water, and then go back to sleep.”

Seeing his nephew fine, and having successfully hunted down two Tier One Mutant Beasts, Su Qi was in a great mood and even made a rare joke.

At this time, some members of the second team had also arrived, and hearing Su Qi’s diagnosis, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Jun stepped forward, “It’s good that he’s okay.”

Zheng Weimin silently handed over a bottle of water.

Zhao Yaxin continued trying to wake up Su Lin.

After a while, Su Lin slowly woke up.

As his vision focused, he found himself lying in the warm embrace of his sister-in-law, her faint cool fragrance at the tip of his nose, leaving him momentarily dazed.

Unfortunately, that sturdy leather armor was really in the way.

“How are you?” Su Qi was the first to ask, his voice steady.

“Uh…” Su Lin then noticed the circle of concerned gazes around him, feeling embarrassed and afraid his little thoughts would be seen through.

“I’m… uh cough cough cough!”

Just as he tried to speak, his throat felt so dry it was stuck together, causing a violent cough.

“Here.” Zheng Weimin timely handed over a water bottle.

Su Lin quickly took a few gulps before catching his breath:

“I’m fine, just exhausted… Qi and blood drained.”

He recalled what happened earlier.

At that time, his mind intensely focused, and a flash of insight led him to try to infuse Qi and blood into the crossbow arrow using the method of “Soldier.”

Overexcited by the first success, he shot three more arrows, completely unaware that his body was drained, and upon standing, his vision went black and he fainted.

Realizing this, Su Lin felt a tightness in his heart and urgently asked, “What about the two pythons?”

Seeing his grandson unharmed, Su Can’s face relaxed, and he laughed heartily:

“Hahaha! Don’t worry, they’re both dead, thanks to your arrows! Dead as can be!”

“That’s good.” Su Lin felt relieved.

After the false alarm, everyone’s attention returned to the two gigantic rock python corpses, the atmosphere growing lively again.

Su Qi carried the exhausted nephew, while Zhao Yaxin went to retrieve the two pieces of ordinary beast meat placed earlier.

The group, filled with excitement and joy, triumphantly headed back to the factory ruins.

Looking at the two mountain-like rock python corpses on the ground, Su Lin felt lingering fear.

He had witnessed the perilous fight between his grandfather and the rock pythons, truly experiencing the terrifying power of Tendon Lock Martial Artists.

The entire factory ruins were covered with deep pits and cracks from the fierce battle, the machinery, like scrap copper, was shattered to pieces.

A seemingly casual sword strike from Old Su had an earth-shattering effect…

If when ambushing Chang Sanheng, he had gotten close…

Su Lin couldn’t help but shiver.

“Sure enough, I can’t rely solely on external aids, my own cultivation is fundamental.” He resolved silently.

Tomorrow marks the start of a new week, hopefully, there will be an entry related to martial arts training. Su Lin sighed.

“The time is about right, should this python corpse be completely dead by now?” Liu Jun looked at Su Can, “Old Su, will you do the honors?”

“I don’t mind,” Su Can responded cheerfully.

Su Qi nodded too, “To be safe, let Old Su handle it, in case it’s not dead yet.”

“Alright, I’ll do it!” Su Can pulled out the Slaughter Saber, the blade gleaming with a cold light.

No one objected to this.

In group hunts, it was usually the most respected or contributive person’s responsibility to handle the meat, and Old Su, both highly esteemed and taking the lead, was more than deserving regardless of the outcome.

However, Zhao Yaxin suddenly opposed:

“Why not… let Su Lin do it?”

Everyone was stunned, their eyes turning to her and Su Lin.

Su Can also paused, eyes filled with doubt.

Zhao Yaxin carefully chose her words:

“Su Lin… was one of the heroes in this battle… Besides, he seems to have especially good luck today.”

As she spoke, she took out a cloth bundle from her back, revealing two pieces of glistening, hefty beast meat.

“He got two pieces of meat today.”

Those fresh meats nearly dazzled everyone’s eyes under the sunlight!

“Whoa! Two pieces of meat in a day!?”

“Oh my gosh! Seriously!?”

“Such luck! Last time Old Su and Second Brother Su got ’lost’ holding a piece of meat, still vivid in memory! Here we go again!?”

“This meat luck is unreal! He has to do it!!”

In this era of outdoor hunting, luck was the most superstitiously revered attribute by everyone.

The scene of Su Lin bringing meat back to the village and the second team guys “rubbing off his luck” was still fresh in memory.

At that moment, all eyes were burning with intensity.