It felt as if it did not belong to this world.
A deep purple hue gathered in the depths of his eyes, growing denser and colder, sinking deeper and more profound.
At the same time, a trace of interest and investigative desire quietly rose within him, an urge impossible to suppress, as if he wanted to uncover more answers.
By the time Bayar arrived, Si Bai was still lying there dreaming, sleeping deeply as if he were dead to the world.
[ Ahhh!
Master, master!
You stupid host!
Hurry and wake up ahhh!
]
[ If you don’t wake up now you’re going to be completely seen naked!!
Are you planning to complete the mission with your body?!
Ah!
I refuse this ahhh woo woo woo!!!
]
In his sea of consciousness, the system cried and screamed as it tried to shake him awake.
But Si Bai slept like a dead pig, completely unresponsive, utterly unaware that a strange, cold aura was drawing closer and closer.
The night skin on Si Bai’s body had already been completely washed away by the mysterious spring water.
His little face that has been warmed by the steam of the hot spring making him looked soft and rosy, slightly misted with moisture.
His snow white skin was smooth and tender, so delicate it made one want to pinch it.
“…”
Even Bayar could not help but be slightly stunned.
Just… in the span of two hours.
He had gone from dark to completely pure white?
Was he really that dirty?
Just how long had it been since he last bathed?!
Bayar hesitated for a moment and glanced at his originally clean private hot spring.
The water surface now had faint traces of unpleasant dark substances floating on it.
As someone who had always been clean, he suddenly felt a little regretful about bringing this sub-beastman here.
Bayar let out a soft sigh in his heart.
He tried to wake Si Bai, but no matter how he called, he simply would not wake up.
Subconsciously, he reached out and pinched his cheek.
It was very soft, very smooth, and for some reason… the texture felt surprisingly good.
He could not help but pinch it a couple more times, but it was useless.
The person in question still slept like a dead pig, completely unresponsive.
“…”
In the end, Bayar directly put an outer robe on him and carried his back.
“Wake up.
Drink the medicine.”
“…Mm?”
Si Bai was finally forced awake.
He blinked his eyes around in confusion, only then realizing he had been brought back by someone.
His brain was still sluggish from just waking up, not functioning properly yet.
He blinked his eyes in a dazed manner, still not realizing the shameful situation he currently in.
Instead, with a rather large heart, he even felt a bit relieved that he was lying on a soft beast-fur bed with cushions behind him.
He was half-reclined in a very comfortable position.
In front of him was a hand reaching out, very beautiful, with distinct knuckles, pale and refined.
Lord Bayar was currently holding a wooden spoon, the spoon filled with a thick, dark brown medicinal soup.
He took a sip and immediately spat it out, his little face scrunching into a ball.
“So… so bitter!”
Si Bai did not consider himself particularly afraid of bitterness, but the taste of this medicine was truly… enough to make gods tremble and ghosts weep.
“Good medicine is bitter.
It is beneficial to the body.”
Lord Bayar’s expression did not show much sympathy.
His tone remained cold and detached as he held the wooden spoon suspended in midair, still stubbornly trying to feed it to him.
In front of him was a thick, muddy mass of dark brown liquid.
The nauseating, sharp bitterness assaulted the senses.
Si Bai sniffed lightly.
He only took one glance before decisively lifting the blanket and burrowing inside.
In an instant, the blanket bulged into a large round mound, and the person inside was completely gone.
Bayar said, “Come out and drink the medicine.”
“No, it is bitter!”
“… ”
The two sides remained deadlocked for several seconds.
Even such a short moment felt unusually long.
Bayar lowered his gaze slightly, then finally let out a sigh as if he had accepted his fate.
He stood up and left for a while, returning with a few sugar pieces that he had somehow found.
The sugar pieces looked fairly large, but their purity was extremely high.
One was crushed and sprinkled into the medicinal soup, instantly making it taste sweet enough to soften the heart.
Si Bai was surprised that there was actually sugar in this world.
Logically speaking, the civilization level here should not have been able to produce such highly refined sugar.
Yet reality suggested otherwise.
The level of development here seemed higher than what the system had previously described.
Perhaps this Lord Bayar kept rabbits?
While being fed the medicine, Si Bai’s peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of something white bouncing in his field of view.
He turned his head curiously and discovered two pure white rabbits.
They were snow white without a single impurity, with long upright ears.
The two little white balls kept hopping around alertly, their soft furry ears twitching as they seemed to track sounds and smells.
As they hopped, they somehow ended up under his bed.
They seemed to have been drawn here by the scent of the medicine.
The little black wet nose of the rabbit kept twitching nonstop.
There was also a more lively one.
It directly expressed its desire through action, using its soft pink furry front paws to grab onto the edge of the bed where a hanging piece of beast fur draped down.
It seemed to want to climb up, but it was too well-fed.
Its chubby, round body looked like a white ball from a distance, and even when it tried to hop, its movements were crooked and unsteady.
Its front paws were blunt and weak, so it remained at a height of zero centimeters from the ground.