In the underground city, the scene was similar to a living hell. 100,000 survivors lived in this hastily expanded air raid shelter, which was illuminated by pale, energy-saving lights. Most people’s sleeping accommodations were merely rows of makeshift sleeping bags laid out on the ground. Only the administrators of the Survivor Alliance had the privilege of living in small cubicles partitioned with wooden boards.

Currently, one in every ten survivors was either lying down or kneeling, struggling in pain. Each of them scratched frantically at their chest and even their abdomens. Those infected for a longer period began coughing and sneezing uncontrollably, spewing pieces of dandelion-like seeds into the air. None of the uninfected around dared to step forward to help; instead, they retreated in terror, dodging the deadly seeds floating in the air. However, these tiny dandelion seeds were nearly impossible to defend against. With just one breath, they could invade a person’s nasal cavity.

Aliena used her water manipulation ability on a large scale, dehydrating all the floating dandelions in the shelter and rendering them inert as they turned into powder and disappeared into the air. For the time being, the situation was contained. But as the infected continued to cough and sneeze, dandelion seeds began drifting into the air again.

"Cover your mouths and noses!" shouted DaLi, issuing orders to the panic-stricken crowd.

"These dandelions have already taken root and sprouted inside their bodies," Aliena informed. "They’ve fused with their flesh and blood. If I use my water-controlling ability to dehydrate the dandelions, I must be extremely precise! This way, I can only treat up to ten people at a time, but the seeds are spreading much faster than that!"

Liu Mo, "The system store’s high-grade healing potions are the only effective treatment for the infected, but there’s a daily purchase limit of ten bottles per person. Hurry, hurry, hurry! Everyone buy them now! We’ll dilute the potions for the infected to drink and save their lives first!"

The remaining saviors rushed to action, purchasing bottle after bottle of light blue liquid from the system store and pouring them into large plastic barrels. They diluted the liquid with water and handed it over to the administrators of the Survivor Alliance for distribution. Everyone was so busy they barely had time to stand still.

Dali glanced at the black-haired boy who was still standing dazedly and shouted, "Xiao Yi! Stop daydreaming! With these potions, the dandelions are no longer fatal! There’s no need to be scared. Hurry up and help us distribute the potions!"

The black-haired boy muttered silently to himself, (Xiao Huo Li, I’m sorry. I’ve already used up all my long-distance teleportation talismans. Even if I want to find you, I’m powerless. I hope you can use your 20-centimeter range mental power to protect yourself!)

After finishing his silent wish, Xiao Yi came back to his senses and moved to the side of the plastic barrels with the others. Seeing the blue liquid, his heart moved as he spectated at the situation. Several infected individuals, terrified of missing out on the precious life-saving potion, stumbled toward the barrels while sneezing out dandelion seeds. Desperately trying to drink the precious life-saving medicine before anyone else.

Pretending to avoid the floating seeds, the youth stepped aside, taking advantage of the chaos to softly whisper, "2d14, purchase one bottle of high-grade healing potion."

2d14 responded, "Ding! Purchase successful. 10,000 points deducted. Remaining points: 9.55616 billion."

A bottle of blue potion appeared in the youth's hand. Extending a transparent strand disguised as part of his hand, he inserted it into the bottle to analyze the potion. Ten seconds later, the analysis was complete! The youth immediately manipulated the black strands in his spatial storage to synthesize the potion on a large scale.

Meanwhile, the distressed saviors finally stabilized the situation and ordered the administrators of the Survivor Alliance to restrain the frightened and voracious individuals who had caused the commotion.

"We have six people, and together we can get 18 bottles of potion at most, we can dilute it into 1,800 bottles. This is far from enough but any more dilution will render it ineffective!" Britney said rapidly. "Xiao Yi, you’re just in time! Quick, buy three bottles of high-grade healing potion, uhm, if you have enough points."

Xiao Yi reached out and conjured four bottles of blue potion and handed them to Britney. She took the potions and said, "Great! Xiao Yi, now we can dilute even more… Huh? How did you get four bottles?"

The black-haired boy casually pulled out another four bottles. Five seconds later, another four appeared in his hand. He continued this process repeatedly, producing bottle after bottle without stopping.

Black-haired boy, "Go and distribute these to the survivors! There’s no need to dilute them—I have a lot here."

The other saviors and administrators stared in shock at the growing pile of potion bottles.

Britney, "How did you save so much? But we absolutely must dilute them! The number of infected keeps increasing… Xiao Yi, how many bottles do you have?"

Xiao Yi glanced at the infection trends among the survivors and estimated a safe number. "50,000 bottles."

"How is that possible!" Liu Mo cried out, "50,000 bottles cost 5 billion points!"

The black-haired boy shrugged casually, "Did you forget that when Huo Li and I worked part-time on the Mechanical Planet, his points dropped by 10 billion in one day? Points can’t be directly gifted, but items can!"

The group exchanged shocked glances. This must be the pinnacle of spoiling your boyfriend, spending 10 billion points at a time! The boss’ points dropped from being ranked first to last place at the SSS level!

Britney was the first to realize something was wrong, "But the boss would still have purchase limits. He couldn’t have bought 5 billion points’ worth of potions in one go!"

The black-haired boy replied without changing his expression, "Since the day Huo Li and I met, he sent me three bottles of high-grade healing potion every day as a token of love. We didn’t just meet yesterday, and it wasn’t until we arrived in the polluted world that we officially got together."

Afterward, the group quickly organized the administrators to distribute the pile of potion bottles. Britney, while busy working, couldn’t help but mutter in amazement, "Three bottles a day, 50,000 bottles would take over 40 years… The boss silently sent tokens of love for over 40 years before finally winning over his partner! Now this is the epitome of romantic love!"

The black-haired boy who was less than four years old realized the size of his lie but still nodded seriously, "That's right!" (Isn’t it fine if Huo Li and I have known each other since before my great-grandmother was born?)

With the distribution of the potions, the infected survivors who were writhing in pain on the ground took a few sips of the "alien brand counterfeit product" and immediately stopped coughing. Their recovery was swift and visible. Those who had not been infected put aside their fears and gathered around, picking up potions from the ground to give to their infected family and friends, thus the potions on the ground were immediately in short supply. The youth, who was eager to finish the task so that he could look for little Huo Li who was lost in the street, directly used the black strands in his spatial storage to create large plastic bags. Each bag contained 100 bottles, and he handed them out one after another.

Aliena, who had been using her water manipulation ability to treat severely ill patients in groups of ten, was physically and mentally exhausted. Dizzy from overextending her spiritual power, Aliena stopped and joined the group in distributing the potion and realized that it was far easier and more efficient than using her abilities.

After ten minutes, the youth finally took enough "counterfeit potions" from his spatial storage to completely resolve the crisis.

Liu Mo looked at the patients, each holding a precious bottle of healing potion worth 10,000 points. This salvation mission alone had cost tens of billions of points! Reflecting on how he had worked diligently on salvation tasks for several hundred years, barely saving up 1 billion points to become an SS-level tasker, Liu Mo felt ashamed of his earlier pride. (I’ve definitely been too laid-back about things—what's it going to take for me to reach that level of extravagance?)

The black-haired boy didn't stay to enjoy the shocked and envious gazes. Instead, he quickly ran out of the shelter after hurriedly shouting, "I need to go to the restroom!"

"Hey! There’s a restroom inside the base!" Liu Mo called out, "It’s dangerous outside!"

"I bought a speed-type ability and several support tools, I’ll be fine!" Xiao Yi shouted back, disappearing around a corner like a gust of wind.

"Don’t make a fuss!" Britney glared at Liu Mo, "Maybe Xiao Yi just finds the base restrooms dirty. With so many people and so few facilities, I couldn’t stand it either. It’s too filthy!"

Liu Mo nodded in understanding. After all, their sister-in-law was pampered by the boss, it’s perfectly normal for him to have a cleanliness obsession.

When Aliena saw this scene, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes. She made an excuse to clean up the dandelion seeds outside the base and quietly followed the youth.

By now, Xiao Yi had already reached the surface. Holding a stack of ordinary teleportation talismans, he scanned the foggy streets, calculating quickly. Even with an alien’s visibility, the dense fog reduces the range to less than 100 meters so using the teleportation talismans is out of the question. Covering 1,400 kilometers at full speed of 200 kilometers per hour would take seven hours, and he can only sustain that for one hour before exhausting himself…

It seems that he has no choice but to grow those cursed wings! The black-haired youth thought bitterly, recalling the massive statue of the cabbage guardian god and shuddering at the image of his own wings. But he would definitely get lost if he flew in the thick fog. Suddenly, the youth thought of an extremely bold method!

Aliena peeked out from the shelter’s entrance just in time to see the youth sprout enormous black wings on his back. He spread his wings and flew straight into the sky. Within seconds, the black clouds swallowed him, and he vanished from sight.

Aliena’s expression turned grim. This person couldn't be the good-for-nothing newcomer who was spoiled by the boss that everyone was talking about in the forum! What is his purpose in approaching us so painstakingly? Could it be related to the boss’ wanted status? Is he an Interstellar Federation spy trying to extract information about the boss from their group? Or is he a savior with ulterior motives? Whatever the case, this black-haired boy is very dangerous! In just one day, he saw through the secret behind her water manipulation ability that she concealed for more than 600 years!

Aliena’s thoughts were in turmoil. The team has already revealed too much about the boss to him. She must inform everyone immediately and make preparations in advance.

On the other hand, Xiao Yi was too focused on his task to worry about their suspicions. He broke through layers of dense fog, ascending rapidly. More accurately, he was flying toward outer space! At an altitude of 10,000 meters, the surroundings had already turned into a freezing -70 degrees Celsius, but this posed no threat to the youth. After all, an alien body could survive short-term exposure to the vacuum of space at -200 degrees Celsius.

However, the worst thing was that the air was getting thinner and thinner, making his wings less effective. Fortunately, the black clouds were also dissipating, and the youth directly used his teleportation talismans to move vertically. Every time he emerged from the void, he instantly disappeared again. After more than a dozen of teleportation, the youth finally reached an altitude of 30,000 meters!

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1,400 kilometers away, little Huo Li sat alone by the roadside, hugging his knees as he shivered in the cold, pondering the three ultimate questions of life:

“Did my ‘little boyfriend’ abandon me? He left me and ran away.”

“No! Xiao Yi would never abandon me. Just last night, he made a small bathtub and a tiny wooden bed for me. He loves my little form so much. He must have just forgotten about me.”

“No! How can Xiao Yi forget me so easily? He must be joking with me. Maybe in the next minute, he’ll pop out of nowhere and hold me in his arms while grinning widely!”

But after scanning his surroundings for the 167th time, Huo Li still didn’t see his 'little boyfriend' appear with a cheerful grin.

"He doesn't want me anymore."

“He just forgot about me.”

“No, this must be Xiao Yi’s prank!”

Little Huo Li felt as though his jujube seed-sized brain had been split into three parts, each holding firmly to its own opinion, refusing to concede.

Just then, he heard rustling footsteps coming from his right. "Xiao Yi’s back!" Overjoyed, Xiao Huo Li turned to look, but what he saw wasn’t the smiling face of his 'little boyfriend.' Instead, it was a hairless and fanged ape as big as a small mountain. Soon, similar rustling sounds echoed from every direction…