110: Chapter 110: A Perfect Conclusion, The Origin is Predestined

The medical room on the ground level of the base.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the blinds, slicing bright white gratings onto the floor.

The air conditioning vent emitted a faint rustling sound, and the temperature was adjusted just right.

Jiang Feng leaned against the hospital bed, his back propped up by two soft pillows.

Though his face still bore a sickly pallor, it was a world of difference compared to the deathly gray of two days ago.

Old Chen pushed the door open from the hallway, carrying a tray with a few light side dishes and a bowl of steaming white porridge.

“Boss, time to eat,” Old Chen said, placing the tray on the bedside table.

“Old Chen, tell the cafeteria to add a chicken leg next time. This counts as a work injury; I need to nourish myself.” Jiang Feng tossed a half-eaten apple into the trash can and reached for the bowl of white porridge.

“The doctor said your internal organ functions are still in the recovery phase; you can only eat these.”

“Fine, I'll listen to the doctor.” Jiang Feng stirred the porridge a couple of times with a spoon and took a large gulp.

A series of hurried footsteps came from the hallway, followed by two soft knocks on the medical room door.

“Come in,” Jiang Feng called out.

Qian Li pushed the door open and walked in.

Today, he had changed into a crisp suit, and his hair was combed neatly; his previous disheveled appearance was completely gone.

Lu Cheng followed behind him, still in her perennial white lab coat, clutching a thick folder in her hands.

Old Chen stood up, his footsteps moving noiselessly to the front side of Jiang Feng’s bed, perfectly blocking Lu Cheng's angle of approach.

Qian Li didn't notice Old Chen's movement; he walked to the bed in a few quick strides and placed a briefcase he was carrying on the edge of the mattress.

“Consultant Jiang! Your complexion looks much better!” Qian Li’s voice carried an irrepressible joy. “You’ve been resting these past few days, so we didn't dare disturb you.”

“Consultant Qian, with that expression, it looks like you’ve picked up a gold ingot,” Jiang Feng said, putting down his bowl.

Qian Li laughed heartily. “I’m happier than if I’d found a gold ingot! Those young men are all out of danger. Aside from some slight abnormalities in their brainwaves, all their physical indicators are normal. They’re all asking who their benefactor is.”

Jiang Feng waved his hand. “Don't. I hate those scenes of gratitude the most. I don't owe them, and they don't owe me.”

“I understand the rules.” Qian Li unzipped the briefcase. “The Huake Institute doesn't play around with empty words. This is a solid thank-you gift from the state.”

He took a red-headed official document out of the bag and handed it solemnly to Jiang Feng.

“This is a specially approved national-level secret commendation. Your consultant rank has been raised to the highest level. From now on, you will have unimpeded access to any special restricted areas in the country that require security clearance. The funds have also been deposited into your account.”

Jiang Feng took the document, flipped through a few pages casually, glanced at the zeros at the end, and nodded with satisfaction.

He stuffed the red-headed document under his pillow and turned his gaze toward Lu Cheng, who had remained silent.

“Is Dr. Lu also here to give me a gift today?” Jiang Feng raised an eyebrow.

Lu Cheng stepped forward and handed over the thick folder in her hand.

“This is my report.”

Jiang Feng didn't take it. “I don't read gibberish.”

“‘Analysis of Energy Field Anomalies and Emergency Response Report for Deep Well Base.’”

Lu Cheng announced the title to herself and placed the document on Jiang Feng’s bedside table.

Jiang Feng glanced at the cover.

“There are no words like metaphysics, fortune-telling, or talismans inside,” Lu Cheng explained. “All phenomena have been attributed to ‘extreme coincidences and resonant superpositions of unknown physical phenomena.’ That energy collapse was characterized as reverse electromagnetic wave interference caused by equipment leakage.”

Jiang Feng chuckled. “Quite a well-spun tale.”

He reached out to flip through the table of contents and found the last few pages.

“I specifically left a page to record the role you played in the crisis,” Lu Cheng said, pointing to one of the chapters.

Jiang Feng flipped to that page. It read: ‘Consultant Jiang, through the establishment of strong psychological suggestion and performance art, successfully guided the subconscious of the out-of-control individuals, buying time for the rescue. In terms of psychological intervention, this is a textbook-level innovation.’

Looking at that line, Jiang Feng almost burst out laughing.

Psychological suggestion?

Performance art?

Calling his Liuyao Coin Divination, which had brought him back from the brink of death, a magic trick.

This bunch of researchers really had a top-tier talent for lying with their eyes wide open.

However, this was also the result he wanted.

Only by leaving no metaphysical loose ends could he be safe.

His finger brushed across the paper, and Jiang Feng’s gaze stopped at the very bottom of the page.

There was a line of tiny annotations written in fountain pen by Lu Cheng.

The handwriting was delicate but possessed a stubborn sharpness.

Jiang Feng stared at the line and read it softly.

“‘Can the human body serve as a stable conductor for specific information field energy? The principles require in-depth study.’”

Qian Li wiped the sweat from his forehead nearby, trying to smooth things over.

“Dr. Lu has gone a bit overboard with her academic pursuits; Consultant Jiang, don't take it to heart. This is just an academic topic...”

“Dr. Lu.” Jiang Feng closed the report, directly interrupting Qian Li.

He leaned back against the pillow and met Lu Cheng's gaze.

“The report is written very well—logically rigorous and impeccable. Even I almost believed I was a performance artist playing with psychology.”

He smiled. “Next time, I’ll find you a piece of land with excellent Feng Shui. I’ll build the most top-tier laboratory for you. You can live inside and study it slowly. As long as you have the life for it.”

His words were barbed, poking right at the sore spot.

Lu Cheng completely ignored the sarcasm in Jiang Feng’s words.

“If that day comes, I hope you can be my first volunteer.”

Jiang Feng snorted coldly. “In your dreams.”

Seeing the tension between the two, Qian Li quickly stepped in to mediate.

“Alright, alright, the matter is successfully resolved. The private jet is ready. Whenever Consultant Jiang wants to return to Jinghai City, we can take off at any time.”

Qian Li exchanged a few more pleasantries and, with a thousand thanks, led Lu Cheng out of the ward.

The moment the door closed.

On the retina of Jiang Feng’s eyes, a blue light spread out without hindrance.

The long-awaited voice of the system exploded in his mind.

【Ding! Perceived the dead end of the deep well; effective divination count: 3/3】

It’s here!

Jiang Feng’s spirits lifted.

He sat up straight, his eyes fixed on the transparent panel in mid-air.

【Mission Evaluation: The host, with a mortal body, guided a power counter-clash, erasing two ancient karmas without shedding blood and avoiding a national-level disaster.】

【Your courage, strategy, and endurance have exceeded system expectations.】

【Comprehensive Evaluation: Perfect (Hidden Level)!】

【Settling rewards...】

【Congratulations to the host for obtaining a cash reward of 20 million!】

Money is a good thing, but this was just the appetizer.

【Congratulations to the host, brain cancer cell activity has decreased by 20%! Remaining lifespan increased by 150 days!】

Wait? Even a perfect evaluation only gives 150 days?

The words on the screen continued to jump, flashing with golden light.

【Special Reward: The 150 days of lifespan added this time have been converted into origin lifespan (Locked State)!】

【origin lifespan: These 150 days are the host's absolute life baseline, immune to any consumption or deduction from system skills.】

【Note: Cannot resist natural disasters, human-made calamities, or any accidents.】

Jiang Feng was stunned.

He read these few lines over and over three times.

origin lifespan? Locked state? Absolute baseline?

This meant that no matter how he abused Fated Prophecy or tossed himself about in the future, these 150 days could not be deducted!

Jiang Feng was ecstatic.

With these 150 days as a foundation, his confidence in handling matters could directly increase tenfold.

【Congratulations to the host for obtaining a new active skill: Auspice Perception!】

【Auspice Perception: Independent of mission restrictions, the host can activate this once per day. When facing a major choice, you can perceive the general trend of fortune or misfortune behind the options. Such as Danger, Stable, or Great Fortune.】

【Cost per use: A base cost of 50 days of lifespan and a certain amount of additional lifespan. Warning: The higher the karmic level, the higher the additional lifespan cost.】

Consuming 50 days of lifespan for a traffic light? And that’s just the base cost?

Too expensive; ordinary people couldn't afford to play.

But he now had origin lifespan as a fallback, as well as a surplus of regular lifespan.

At critical moments—for instance, when facing unknown existences like the Golden Mask—this skill would be a divine tool for scouting. It could save him countless troubles.

A total win.

Jiang Feng leaned against the head of the bed and let out a long breath.

The terminal illness had retreated another step, and he had gained another trump card.

The hope of survival was growing larger and larger.

Two days later.

A military private jet broke through the clouds of the Northwest, flying steadily toward Jinghai City.

The cabin was very quiet.

Old Chen sat across the aisle, wiping his folding knife.

Jiang Feng sat by the window, looking out.

The desolate, earthy-yellow land of the Northwest slowly shrank in his field of vision, gradually replaced by a white sea of clouds.

The crisis at the Deep Well Base was completely resolved.

That pile of ancient bamboo slips and the mark of the Golden Mask had all become things of the past.

But he knew things weren't that simple.

That shattered fragment of a copper coin was now lying in Lu Cheng’s sealed box.

That woman without empathy had followed him back to Location with his physical leverage in hand.

Moreover, she lived right next door to him.

Jiang Feng leaned his head against the glass; the more he thought about it, the more troublesome it felt.

“I hope I can just lie flat for a few more days!”