Chapter 104: Doesn’t Mean Shi Yuebai Doesn’t Want to Have It

Pang Zhenggong had no idea what Shi Yuebai was planning.

He put down the flowerpot in his hands, picked up a stone from the ground, and followed behind Shi Yuebai.

She maneuvered her wheelchair all the way to the edge of the ditch.

It looked like Shi Yuebai wasn’t slowing down at all.

Pang Zhenggong was just about to call out, warning Shi Yuebai to be careful not to fall into the ditch.

But then, Shi Yuebai—who looked like a hulking figure from behind—suddenly vanished with a “pop” right where she was.

Her figure disappeared?!

Pang Zhenggong stood there, stunned. What just happened? Where did Shi Yuebai go?

At that moment, Shi Yuebai had already teleported across the ditch.

If her meridians were still intact, if her body could still feel pain, then right now, Shi Yuebai would probably be coughing up blood again, maybe even have her meridians snap just like last time.

But the thing was, there were no meridians left in Shi Yuebai’s body to break.

Lately, she’d been focusing on just two things.

First, with all her meridians already shattered, she’d been trying to control the chaotic energy rampaging through her body, making sure she didn’t explode from within.

Second, she’d been working on reconstructing the meridians in her hands and even up to her elbows.

By “reconstructing” meridians, it was just like before.

Her meridians were shattered to bits, but the energy in her body still had to flow along some path.

There was no way those ruined meridians could heal in a short time.

For the Wu people, meridians were of utmost importance.

For someone like Shi Yuebai, it would take decades to fully recover.

So, Shi Yuebai simply directed the energy in her body to flow along the paths she needed.

After enough repetition, without much extra effort, a new meridian would form.

Of course, these weren’t meridians in the traditional sense.

Other people’s meridians were like pipes, with energy flowing inside them.

The thickness of the pipes usually determined a person’s physical talent.

But Shi Yuebai didn’t even have pipes anymore. Her new meridians were more like ditches—unfinished ditches at that.

Without feeling any pain, she teleported herself and her wheelchair right behind Liang Yimo and the excavation team member.

The two of them were still shouting at the top of their lungs in the dead of night, calling out to Ah Hong on the other side of the ditch.

Ah Hong, after hearing Pang Zhenggong’s words, hadn’t come out from behind her own wall.

One of the team members tugged at Liang Yimo and pointed across the ditch.

“Is that someone over there?”

Liang Yimo squinted, trying to see clearly.

But in the darkness, it was impossible to make out anything on the other side.

Even the white wisps of smoke seemed to turn blue in the night.

A chubby figure stood in the blue mist, looking like a wandering ghost.

Liang Yimo muttered, “This place is giving me the creeps.”

He raised his voice and shouted at the chubby figure across the ditch, “Hey! Our equipment fell over to your side. Throw it back to us!”

The chubby person across the ditch didn’t respond.

Liang Yimo grew irritated. “What’s your problem, huh?”

“That’s our stuff! That equipment is expensive. If you break it, you can’t afford to pay for it, you know?”

Finally, the chubby figure spoke. Because of the distance, the voice sounded a bit distorted.

“All that equipment is yours?”

“Of course it’s ours!” Liang Yimo snapped back.

The team member beside him added, eyes narrowed, “It belongs to our team. It’s all ours.”

The chubby figure seemed to chuckle. “Your team is a private group. The registered owner is Pang Zhenggong.”

This search and rescue excavation team had originally been affiliated with a security company.

And the owner of that company was Pang Zhenggong.

The Pang family used to be well-off, and Pang Zhenggong had poured his heart and soul into the security company.

All the equipment for the search and rescue team had been bought by Pang Zhenggong.

In the beginning, when the team wasn’t making any money, Pang Zhenggong even scraped together funds from elsewhere to send the team members out for training.

He’d given everything to build this team. To be blunt, all the equipment was actually Pang Zhenggong’s personal property.

When it came time to split up, Pang Zhenggong knew he couldn’t take all the equipment with him.

So he only asked to take one piece.

That alone made everyone furious.

They all saw him as a traitor, the black sheep singled out by the group.

The team members collectively chose to forget.

Was the team’s equipment communal property, or Pang Zhenggong’s private assets?

After being reminded by this random chubby person, Liang Yimo’s anger flared.

“That’s our team’s business. What the hell does it have to do with you?”

“I’m warning you—throw our equipment back over here, or else—”

Before he could finish, a cold, clear voice sounded behind them.

“Or else what?”

Neither of them expected someone to be behind them.

On a dark, windy night like this, they’d have heard even the slightest movement.

Liang Yimo and the team member spun around.

Behind them, out of nowhere, sat a hulking figure in a wheelchair.

“Shi Yuebai! Are you trying to scare us to death?!” Liang Yimo recognized the figure and, in a fit of rage and embarrassment, kicked out.

But before his foot could land on Shi Yuebai, she raised her staff and struck his leg bone with it.

She clearly used a lot of force—everyone could hear the sound of bone snapping.

Liang Yimo immediately clutched his leg and fell to the ground, rolling in pain.

The snake-eye detector controller in his hand dropped to the ground at Shi Yuebai’s feet.

The team member stared in shock, unable to process what had just happened.

Shi Yuebai had moved so fast, he hadn’t even seen her make a move.

“Y-you… what did you do?” The team member pointed at Shi Yuebai.

Shi Yuebai lifted her chubby hand, grabbed the team member’s fingers, and bent them back hard.

Crack!

“Ahhh!!!”

As the team member screamed, clutching his broken fingers, Shi Yuebai snatched the infrared screen from his hand.

“What else did you bring today?”

Shi Yuebai glanced at the remaining two parts of the snake-eye detector in her hand.

She wasn’t particularly interested in the gadget.

And she didn’t really know how to use it.

But that didn’t matter. It didn’t mean Shi Yuebai didn’t want to have it.

She used her staff to hook the backpack off Liang Yimo’s back.

With a flick, the backpack was in Shi Yuebai’s hands.

Liang Yimo, with a broken leg, couldn’t do anything about it.

Then Shi Yuebai used the same method to snatch the other team member’s backpack.

She frowned, her face as round as a steamed bun deep in thought.

“The clothes you two are wearing aren’t bad.”

If you spot any typos, please help me fix them—my eyesight isn’t what it used to be."