Chapter 162

Reanimation (1)

“ . . . Who?” Coldblood Five asked, but quickly remembered there was only one other person apart from them both .

“Coldblood Thirteen!”

That’s right, it was Coldblood Thirteen . Ye Lang stopped at the hole because he saw Coldblood Thirteen sprawled across the ground like he was dead .

“Let’s check!” Coldblood Five said calmly, then move over in a flash . She was probably faster than a regular, running human .

When she reached Coldblood Thirteen, Coldblood Five reached out a small hand (a literally tiny hand) to check for a pulse .

“So? Any pulse?” Ye Lang approached slowly .

“None!” Coldblood Five put down her hand, a little disappointed . She was only disappointed, not sad . Disappointed because she couldn’t get a person to solve her problem .

“Oh,” Ye Lang suddenly switched direction . He was originally running towards the head, but now he was going to the hips .

“??? What are you doing?” Coldblood Five saw him change direction, puzzled .

“I’m going to get his ring . I remember he had an almost decent space ring,” Ye Lang shouted without turning, then continue to run . Coldblood Five fell silent, privately cursing . You have no shame, you just knew he was dead and now you’re stealing his ring .

However, Coldblood Thirteen’s ring is the best among all ours, why the ‘almost decent’?

Coldblood Five didn’t know that Ye Lang wouldn’t ever like a ring like this . His own ring was so much better, but it was much rarer too . The rings regular people had were very normal, with a much smaller volume .

Even a distinguished group like the Coldblood Group could only get the regular space rings . Only the Coldblood Thirteen Eagles could have them, the rest had to find their own .

Ye Lang didn’t like Coldblood Thirteen’s ring that much, but he was interested in the things kept within the space ring . Perhaps he secretly kept alchemy reference books or materials in it .

“Found it!” Ye Lang climbed up Coldblood Thirteen’s hand, struggling to pull off the ring .

“What will you get from that ring? And you can’t use it, you can’t even get it off,” Coldblood Five appeared next to Ye Lang . The ring was still too big for both of them .

Space rings weren’t stackable either, or it’d wreak chaos within space and time . Hence, this ring couldn’t be kept in another space ring .

“Don’t you know? Space rings can grow and shrink, automatically suiting the user’s hand,” Ye Lang slipped his arm into the ring . The ring shrank immediately .

Coldblood Five fell silent . She knew, but she didn’t know it could make this big of a change .

“Let’s see how he died . He should’ve written it in his experimental log,” he said while searching for the log . It was something any alchemist would do, including Ye Lang .

They would record their experimental procedures in the log . More detailed logs also included the alchemist’s own thoughts and speculations .

Hence, their experimental log would always be kept in their space or somewhere secret . Places people wouldn’t find– at least while they were still alive .

All these aren’t important when you’re dead . The contract with your space will vanish, and other people will be able to access your things .

Still, to prevent this from happening, i . e . having enemies access your life’s work after killing you, many alchemists would use different methods of hiding their logs .

Thank god Coldblood Thirteen didn’t think that was necessary . His journal was conveniently in his space ring . Ye Lang was lucky .

Ye Lang pulled the journal out of the space ring . The book was still regular-sized . Although the ring shrank, the objects didn’t .

Ye Lang stared at the gigantic book, thought for a moment, then turned to Coldblood Five: “Little Five, help me turn the pages . ”

“Hmmph!” Coldblood Five grunted, ignoring Ye Lang .

“Do you want to get us big again?” he asked convincingly . He knew it had the strongest persuading power .

“Very much!” she grunted again, but she still approached to open the book .

As he watched Coldblood Five open the book, Ye Lang couldn’t help but say, “Little Five, I didn’t know you were cute too!”

Picture this . A girl of barely twenty centimetres flipping open a book taller than her . Even with a cold person like Coldblood Five, it was still adorable .

“Read . Stop your nonsense!” Coldblood Five lashed .

”Flip to the last page,” Ye Lang was used to her tone, so he didn’t take anything to heart .

She continued to flip the pages, asking, “Why the last page?”

“Stupid, it’s so we know when he died,” Ye Lang responded, annoyed .

Coldblood Five had a strong urge to punch him . She couldn’t believe she was being lectured by an idiot . Unfortunately, the idiot made sense . Once they saw the date of the last entry, then they’d know when Coldblood Thirteen died .

“From the journal, it’s been seven days!” Ye Lang read the log, deep in thought .

“Oh, he’s been dead for seven days!” Coldblood Five looked at Coldblood Thirteen with a complicated expression, either pity or grief .

“No, he was incapacitated seven days ago . He didn’t die . A more accurate point of death is three days ago,” said Ye Lang, shaking his head .

“?!” Coldblood Five looked at him, bewildered .

“He was incapacitated seven days ago . If someone came to save him, he’d probably survive . He didn’t have an assistant or supervisors, so he didn’t even have a last chance,” Ye Lang looked at Coldblood Thirteen with pity .

Alchemists usually have assistants or partners . They weren’t only for companionship, but more importantly to have someone to help them when there’s an accident .

“Oh,” Coldblood Five seemed to have understood a little .

The truth was not far from Ye Lang’s speculations . Coldblood Thirteen’s laboratory did have an accident, not a fatal one nor did he think it was serious . Unfortunately, he was paralyzed because of this small accident, and he could only await death, quietly .

Like what Ye Lang said, if someone found him, he’d definitely been saved!!