The Ordinary Man's Guide to Fast Travel

Chapter 289 The Cold Marshal Is Not Cold 3

In this world, spiritual power is strictly divided into different levels, in order:

Grade F: The mental power is extremely weak, and can only perceive the most basic self-emotions and physical conditions, and can hardly have any impact on the external environment.

Level E: Able to initially perceive the simple emotions of others and perform imprecise mental manipulation of some lightweight tools.

Level D: Able to perceive other people's emotions and superficial thoughts more clearly, can control small machines to a certain extent, and has an expanded range of mental power.

Level C: Able to effectively influence others' short-term behaviors and simple decisions, skilled in operating more complex mechanical devices, and possess preliminary mental attack and defense capabilities.

Level B: Possesses strong mental attack and defense means, can interfere with the enemy's thinking within a certain range, and the range of mental perception and detection is further expanded.

Level A: The mental power is so strong that it can instantly control the thoughts of multiple objects, can exert significant mental pressure in battle, and has reached a superb level of control over high-tech weapons and equipment.

S-level: One of the top levels of mental power, capable of constructing a solid mental protective barrier and exerting mental control and attacks on numerous targets at a distance.

SS-level: An extremely rare and powerful being, whose mental strength is enough to turn the world upside down and play a decisive role in large-scale wars.

SSS level: The legendary pinnacle level, possessing nearly invincible spiritual power, able to dominate the fate of the galaxy in a single thought. Its spiritual power is a miracle of the universe.

Ye Fufeng's mental power should have been at the extraordinary level of SSS, but now due to his injury, his mental power fluctuated violently and the level became extremely unstable.

Chao Yao didn’t know how this world treated the problem of large fluctuations in mental power. According to his original body’s memory, this should be unsolvable.

After waiting for a day and a night, Ye Fufeng still didn't wake up.

"Why is the injury so serious this time?"

Chao Yao was a little confused. She opened the Star Network and didn't find any reports about Marshal Ye.

If something happens to the marshal, it is generally not reported.

"Alas! Let's treat the dead horse as a living one. Soak you in the spiritual spring pool. You will get better in the end."

Considering that the people in the interstellar world have extremely strong physiques, someone like Ye Fufeng is definitely one of the best. So his body should be able to withstand a bath in the spiritual spring pool, right?

Chao Yao was a little unsure, but still decided to give it a try.

She filled the bathtub at home with spiritual spring water and then put Ye Fufeng in.

As soon as the spiritual spring water touched Ye Fufeng's body, it seemed to come alive and quickly seeped into his wounds.

Those wounds that were deep enough to see the bone began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and new skin gradually replaced the damaged tissue.

The mysterious energy contained in the spiritual spring water flowed slowly along his meridians, nourishing his damaged internal organs.

The previously failing organs regained their vitality and began to function normally.

Not only were Ye Fufeng's physical injuries severe, but even his extremely unstable mental strength was gradually calmed down under the effect of the spiritual spring water.

The energy of the spiritual spring was like a gentle caress, sorting out his chaotic mental fluctuations bit by bit, and gradually calming down the restless mental power.

The originally broken spiritual barrier was slowly reorganized and strengthened under the repair of the spiritual spring.

As time went by, Ye Fufeng's frown gradually relaxed and the pain on his face gradually eased.

His breathing became steady and powerful, and his originally weak pulse gradually became strong and regular.

Chao Yao watched all this nervously from the side, and was relieved when he saw that there were no other adverse reactions.

It seems that he will wake up soon. I wonder if he will still have memories of his previous lives when he wakes up.

There is a high probability that there won’t be any?

As a marshal, he should be very vigilant.

That being the case...

Chao Yao used an exquisite body-binding technique to secure Interstellar Marshal Ye Fufeng tightly in the bathtub.

If he wakes up later and his first reaction is to kill himself without mercy, that would be terrible.

After all the spiritual energy in the spiritual spring pool was absorbed by Ye Fufeng without reservation, Ye Fufeng finally woke up slowly.

As soon as he opened his eagle-like eyes, he saw Chao Yao sitting quietly beside him, staring at him silently.

As expected, as an interstellar marshal, his first reaction was to launch a swift counterattack.

However, he soon found that he could not move even a little bit.

"You... who are you? How dare you do this to me!"

Ye Fufeng frowned, his eyes full of vigilance and doubt. His innate majesty and coldness were fully revealed at this moment, and his voice was low and full of oppression.

Chao Yao was not in a hurry. He supported his head elegantly with one hand, sat on the chair, leaned forward slightly, and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He said slowly: "Don't worry, Marshal. I am your savior."

As Ye Fufeng, who would be on the headlines of Interstellar, he had no doubt that Chao Yao knew his identity.

But thinking of saving lives...

He was lucky this time and actually survived.

"Thank you."

Regardless of whether what the person in front of him said was true or false, Ye Fufeng chose to bow his head first.

With a gentle wave of Chao Yao's hand, Ye Fufeng was surprised to find that all his restraints were gone.

"You have fully recovered now, including your mental strength. If there is no problem, you should be able to make further progress than before."

She spoke casually, calmly.

Seeing her expression, Ye Fufeng believed it about 80%.

"Can you repair your mental strength?"

He simply couldn't believe that since the discovery of mental power, there has never been any talk of repairing it, let alone curing it.

I didn't expect that the woman in front of me could actually repair and treat.

Ye Fufeng froze in place, totally unable to believe it.

"Well, maybe it's just luck."

Chao Yao thought about it carefully and concluded that Ye Fufeng’s mental recovery should be due to the combing and repair of his spiritual energy.

No one in this world recognizes spiritual energy. To them, it is just better air.

This mysterious energy is indeed not so easy to discover in the world based on technology.

"lucky?"

Those who have seen Versailles have never seen anything like this.

Ye Fufeng really wanted to figure out what was going on, but he also knew that he couldn't be impatient at this moment.

With a woman as capable as this one, he had to keep her.

As for the fact that he was seriously injured, this time it was quite tragic, and he had to contact other subordinates as soon as possible.

At least let them know they are safe.

Thinking of this, Ye Fufeng looked at Chao Yao.

"Please step aside for a moment. I need to contact my subordinates."

Chao Yao understood immediately and waved her hand, "You go ahead, I'll just go find something for dinner later."

After Chao Yao left, Ye Fufeng turned on his interstellar communication bracelet, and a brilliant light was instantly projected into the air, forming a three-dimensional virtual screen.

Various complex symbols and circuit diagrams flashed on the screen, which was a unique encryption method for interstellar communications.

He operated the virtual screen skillfully, tapping his fingers in the air and entering a password that only he and his subordinates understood.

As he moved, the light on the screen kept changing, and finally stabilized, revealing a familiar face.

"Marshal! You are still alive!"

The subordinate's surprised voice came from the screen, with a slight tremor in the voice.

Ye Fufeng's face showed a trace of seriousness: "I'm fine, there was something unexpected during this operation, gather everyone immediately and prepare the next plan."

In the picture, subordinates are busy in a command room full of high-tech equipment. Lights of various instruments are flashing and data are scrolling rapidly on the screen.

Ye Fufeng explained the tasks clearly and concisely. His eyes were firm and sharp, as if they could be transmitted directly through the screen to the hearts of his subordinates, giving them endless courage and confidence.

After closing the communication, Ye Fufeng turned his head and looked towards the place where Chao Yao left, with a hint of thought and inquiry in his eyes.

On the other side, Chao Yao came to the original body's kitchen.

She looked at this so-called kitchen and couldn't help feeling helpless.

In the space in front of me, there are rows of neatly arranged transparent cabinets, filled with colorful nutrient solutions.

These nutrient solutions are packaged in exquisite metal bottles, which are marked with various complex symbols and numbers representing different ingredients and functions.

The walls of the kitchen are made of a special metal material that emits a faint cold light. Without any decoration, it looks cold and monotonous.

The floor is a high-tech material with anti-slip function, and you can feel a slight elasticity when walking on it.

Next to the cabinet, there is a small operating platform with several buttons and a small display screen, which seems to be used to control the removal of nutrient solution and temperature adjustment.

Apart from this, there are no other items.

Chao Yao frowned. This was not a kitchen at all. There was no stove, no cooking utensils, and not even a trace of smoke.

In this highly technological interstellar age, food seems to have been simplified into pure nutrition, losing the original fun and warmth of cooking.

Thinking that he would have to live in this world for a long time, Chao Yao put the pink nutrient solution into his mouth, and an indescribable taste instantly spread on the tip of his tongue.

The smell was so light that it was almost negligible, without any sense of layering, as if it was just a mixture of pure chemicals.

Her brows were tightly furrowed, with obvious disgust on her face.

The taste is neither sweet nor salty, and there is no pleasant taste sensation. It is like drinking a sip of lifeless water, but with a hint of imperceptible bitterness.

Chao Yao couldn't help smacking his lips. "What kind of food is this? It's bland and tasteless, and has no appeal at all."

She shook her head and put the half-full tube of nutrient solution left in her hand back into the cabinet.

"In such a world, even the pleasure of tasting delicious food is taken away. It's really boring."

Chao Yao muttered to himself, already thinking about how to improve his future diet.