svetikya 60. My job is to provide meals.
60. My job is to provide meals.
Its daybreak.
Ji Yuan rarely gets up at nine o'clock. The morning sunlight shines through the ruins, casting dappled shadows.
At this point, no refugees had yet come to collect the supplies.
He took a small sip of the plain congee; the sweet aroma of the rice temporarily dispelled the smell of disinfectant in the air. Feeling the warmth slide down his throat, Ji Yuan stretched lazily.
"A bowl of simple white porridge in the morning is truly refreshing."
He felt extremely satisfied after beating up Nightmare last night, but it was a pity that he still couldn't eliminate Nightmare.
This guy doesn't have Dracula's abnormal, bug-level resurrection ability, but as the master of the dream dimension, his vitality must be beyond imagination. Unless the dream dimension is completely annihilated, Nightmare can resurrect at will.
Moreover, last night, the Noah Lightning of the Wingless Noah was only cast in a dream using consciousness, and it crossed the barrier between dimensions to directly attack the Nightmare's main body, consuming too much power.
However, Nightmare will definitely not cause trouble for a long time. It's bad enough to be beaten up in the dream world, which is its specialty, but to be directly attacked into the dream dimension is something that would make anyone back down for a while.
Actually, if it weren't for the dream, Ji Yuan wouldn't have been able to easily deliver such a blow to Nightmare.
His power comes from the dream dimension. To use the power of dreams, he has to draw power from the dream dimension, which naturally leaves behind extremely subtle energy channels.
Perhaps ordinary people wouldn't even notice, but is Ultraman an ordinary person?
Dreams are inherently a realm of idealism, and Ultraman is an embodiment of idealism; in dreams, it's practically Ultraman's home turf.
If Nightmare hadn't run away so fast, Ji Yuan could have left an anchor point for Nightmare's dimension, so that when "Ultraman Dimension Travel" is upgraded again, he could go and communicate with Nightmare.
Although Nightmare has escaped, the problems with Wanda are not yet fully resolved. The darkness left by Sithon is too profound, and we need to take it slowly.
I don't know what kind of agreement Sithon and Nightmare reached that would allow him to break through Wanda's mental defenses.
It's a pity that the seal has been reinforced, making Xisone's power even less able to affect reality. He can't even make a sound, and can only watch helplessly as the darkness he left behind is gradually purified and turned into pure light.
Basking in the warm sunshine, Ji Yuan's thoughts drifted away. Wanda was probably still asleep...
"Wanda, Wanda." A familiar voice rang in my ears, accompanied by a swaying body and a fragrance I had never smelled before.
Wanda rubbed her sleepy eyes and mumbled, "Pietro, why are you up earlier than me today... Have those strange people been kidnapping refugees again?"
"Oh no, we're at the rescue center, it's very safe. Did you sleep well last night? It's already nine o'clock." Pietro patted her shoulder, comforting her.
"What?" Wanda sat up abruptly. "It's already nine o'clock?"
This was the best sleep she'd had in months of having nightmares.
Pietro asked with concern, "Didn't you have any nightmares last night?"
Wanda nodded.
"That's wonderful!" Pietro was overjoyed and danced with delight. His sister had been tormented by nightmares for months, which broke his heart.
"Oh, right, this is breakfast the doctor brought over." He carefully carried a bowl of white porridge from the table, which emitted a fragrant aroma that whetted the appetite.
Wanda carefully accepted the warm bowl. This shelter actually served breakfast; they used to only get one meal a day.
"Gurgle~"
"Delicious!"
The sweet but not overpowering flavor exploded in my mouth; this was a food I had never tasted before.
A glimmer of light appeared in her empty eyes.
Wanda quickly swallowed the steaming bowl of porridge, finishing it completely before catching her breath and asking, "Doctor? Which doctor?"
"It's that doctor," Pietro gestured, "the tall, handsome Mr. Ji Yuan who built this base."
The doctor's face suddenly flashed through Wanda's mind, and memories from her dream also surfaced.
Childhood memories, parents, bombs, Pietro... light—images flashed through my mind.
Wanda's heart skipped a beat. She vaguely remembered that it was that doctor who had helped her in her dream. Could it be that she wasn't having nightmares because of him, or because of...?
Her mind was racing; the events in her dream were still too unbelievable for her, so she forced herself to calm down.
Seeing Pietro still excitedly talking nonstop, he asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Pietro immediately stood up straight, deliberately tensing his arms in a muscular pose: "After taking the medicine and getting the IV drip, I feel much better right away. The medicine here is amazing."
Wanda forced a smile: "That's great. You're so frail. I've never been sick."
Pietro immediately slumped down: "I didn't want to either. We're both your biological children, so why is your resistance so much better? I'm like a withered leaf, I break at the slightest touch."
"Alright." Wanda forced a smile. "Let's go see if there's anything we can help with at the base."
Pietro nodded. This had always been their way of survival. After receiving supplies from the aid station, they would always do what they could so that they might receive more next time.
Not long after leaving the room, he encountered Audrey coming out of the ward.
After the two greeted Audrey, Wanda said, "Ms. Audrey, is there anything we can help you with?"
Audrey smiled gently and said, "Perhaps you could ask Mr. Ji Yuan at the basement entrance; he might need some help."
The two walked towards the basement entrance.
Soon, Wanda and Pietro arrived at the entrance to the basement. The basement was deep, with long steps that blocked out the morning sun and filled the air with a cool atmosphere.
When the first rays of sunlight hit her face, Wanda instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes. Through the gaps between her fingers, she saw a figure backlit.
In a daze, the figure seemed to be more dazzling than the sun.
For some reason, Wanda and Pietro exchanged a glance, a strange sense of nervousness creeping into their hearts.
"Mr. Ji Yuan, is there anything the base can help with? We can help," Wanda asked in a low voice.
Ji Yuan closed the Book of Vishanti, his gaze sweeping over Wanda's dark corruption. Not bad, about five percent has been eliminated. Next, as long as she sees more information from the outside world and clears up some of the hatred caused by misunderstandings, things should be relatively safe.
Ji Yuan thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you two help me distribute the medicine, and I'll read a book on the side. This job includes meals, three meals a day."
"Wh...what?" Wanda waved her hand quickly, completely ignoring Pietro who was secretly poking her arm with his finger.
"We're just distributing medicine, how can you eat so much? No...no way."
Wanda seemed somewhat panicked; three meals a day were too extravagant.
Ji Yuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have plenty of supplies. I won't miss the two of you, and I won't let anyone else suffer."
"Now, you two go take a shower first."
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