Chapter 87: Only Then Would Her Blood Boil
Chapter 87: Only Then Would Her Blood Boil
After Qin Feng Yi was rescued by the instructor, students were sent out of the river one after another.
The students who were besieged by magical beasts in the river and were almost wiped out were all thrown ashore, and those floating who were seriously injured or dead were also fished out.
Of course, there were also students who were relatively weak and unlucky to have been swallowed up by the magical beasts.
None of the more than two hundred people who entered into the river were complete and uninjured. They were more or less injured, and more than fifty of them were seriously injured.
If they didn’t receive treatment, they may face death at any time.
The corpses floating on the river were fished out, and the instructors of the Healing Department quickly investigated. They found that thirteen people were still declared dead.
The instructors of the Healing Department were rapidly treating seriously injured students. One of the instructors looked up at Yu Qing Qian and said: “Yu Qing Qian, can you and Yin Ming come and help?”
He was the instructor of group 8 and had seen Yu Qing Qian’s treatment methods and strength.
More than two hundred people who went down into the river were injured now. They only had three instructors from the Healing Department, and they were simply too busy.
When dealing with Yu Qing Qian, he knew that this freshman was very proud. If he used a commanding tone, he might be rejected, so he could only ask for help very tactfully.
Yin Ming actually couldn’t sit still, but since Yu Qing Qian gave him respect and taught him to mature, he always followed her lead, so he didn’t move.
Seeing the eagerness in Yin Ming’s eyes, Yu Qing Qian chuckled. He was truly a kind and good child.
Kindness had long been abandoned by her in the cruel world of the apocalypse. Even if she took action against people who disdained her, it had nothing to do with sympathy or kindness—it was simply because they were useful.
“Sure!” Yu Qing Qian gave Yin Ming a look, and the two of them stepped forward to help treat the injured students.
This experience of going into the river made the group—who were originally extremely excited to search for rare treasures—feel as if a huge amount of cold water was poured on them, and also feared for their life.
So it turned out that they were just so vulnerable. They had strategies and coordination, but they couldn’t withstand the crazy counterattack of the magical beasts and demonic plants.
Yu Qing Qian didn’t go treat those who were seriously injured. Firstly, those people had a Healing-class instructor, and they wouldn’t die. Secondly, she didn’t want to waste too much variant ability. She wanted to conserve her strength and wait for the opportunity to go into the river.
Nearly two hours later, all the injured people were treated by the Healers. Yu Qing Qian stood up and looked at the river steadily.
Huo Li Ruo walked up to her, and asked with a hint of worry: “Are you still determined to go down?”
“Of course. I’m just waiting for an opportunity.” Yu Qing Qian nodded, “Just stay on the shore. There are still some very powerful auras hidden at the bottom of the river.”
Huo Li Ruo furrowed his brows, “Since you know there are powerful magical beasts and demonic plants hidden underneath, why are you still so stubborn in wanting to go down? Treasures are precious, but life is more important.”
His mental energy was strong, so he was very sensitive to danger.
The world at the bottom of the river made him feel extreme danger, as if he could die at any moment if he went down.
“I like adventure. The more dangerous and bloody the place, the more I want to challenge it.” Yu Qing Qian’s elegant face bloomed with a confident and arrogant brilliance, “Only in this way can I always remind myself to become stronger.”
An environment that was too comfortable would make people slowly degenerate. Although the competition system in the Academy could also be motivating, but she didn’t feel it at all.
Among the freshmen, no one gave her the motivation to compare to and surpass because they were all too weak.
Only when facing the bloody road of death could her heart throb, her blood boil, and she could spur herself to be stronger and stronger.