**Chapter 486: 103. Qin Shi Huang**
“Asuka?”
But upon seeing the woman, Gouwen instinctively thought of the high school girl from the team. Although he couldn’t clearly make out the woman’s features, obscured by her black hair, he still felt that the person before him bore some resemblance to Tang Zeming Asuka.
Hmm, at least she looks like a member of the same race. Gouwen didn’t know, aside from Xu, he was somewhat face-blind when it came to other women.
“What is he saying?”
“Sounds like a name. Big sister, is that your name?”
“No, my name is Ying Zheng.”
“Really? Didn’t you call yourself Hong Zhong a few days ago? You said you’d find a few more to make it easier.”
“Oh, I used a name change card and forgot to tell you.”
The female voice sounded carefree and confident, cutting through the dim skyline like a shooting star in the night sky. Even at this moment, when Gouwen was nearing death, his gradually fading consciousness became a bit clearer due to her words.
Gouwen’s medical skills were of course superb, but as the saying goes, a doctor cannot treat himself. He now had little understanding of his situation; he could only feel his vitality constantly being drained by something akin to a black hole. That terrifying black hole seemed to come from nowhere, filling him with dread.
Am I… going to die?
Gouwen thought so.
“I don’t understand. Big sister, your rhymes are too difficult to comprehend.”
“Elephant People, she’s just messing with you, fool.”
“Huh? Big sister, really?”
At this moment, several figures of varying sizes continued to approach from the distance. Among them was a tall figure with a swaying elephant trunk and a thick voice, who spoke again. As they looked around and moved closer, Gouwen finally saw more clearly how many there were and their general appearance.
There were five people, two males and three females.
The two males were the previously mentioned sturdy subhuman, seeming to be from the Elephant People, a powerful race on Dragon Tail Island; the other remained silent but Gouwen vaguely noticed pointed ears, possibly indicating a Werewolf.
Then there were the remaining females.
One was a fluffy, carefree subhuman, likely from the Lion Race; while the last one floated in mid-air, existing in a half-solid, half-ethereal form, indicating that they were a brain demon subtype—one that only appeared among subhumans in the Dragon Continent.
As for the last human…
This human was probably under 1.7 meters, dressed in rags, with long, messy hair that clearly hadn’t been tended to in a long time. Although she seemed quite small among the several subhumans, she appeared very comfortable standing amidst those who looked completely unapproachable.
She was an unusual human.
The human woman moved her hand to her brow and surveyed the surroundings as she approached the almost incapacitated Gouwen, and it was at that moment Gouwen vaguely caught sight of a very noticeable strange scar on her raised arm, which looked like a claw of a crab.
Gouwen guessed that this mark was likely a method used by the nearby subhuman tribe to label slaves, similar to the Elephant People and Snake People tribes mentioned earlier.
So now the identity of this human woman became clear.
“Hey, it seems this guy is still alive. The one he fought earlier was clearly terrifying; you really are lucky.”
The woman looked down at Gouwen, who was still gasping, and said this with a hint of curiosity. Then, she squatted down, picked up a somewhat usable stick nearby, and poked Gouwen’s body, first prodding his long ears, then poking his drooping, injury-ridden tail, appearing very curious about his anatomy.
“Wow, what is this? A whale’s tail? So amazing, so soft. Dongfeng, Nanfeng, I wonder what it tastes like when roasted, hahahaha.”
Dongfeng…
What is that?
Is it a name of this group of subhumans?
“Call me Lirica, don’t call me that strange name you gave me. Nanfeng, what kind of bizarre thing is this? Did it fall from the sky too?”
Upon hearing this, the brain demon behind the strange human woman let out a sigh. She seemed somewhat helpless yet had no means to stop the woman in front of her.
The Lion Race, who was referred to as “Nanfeng,” didn’t seem to care much. She wiped her mouth with her hand, her eyes glowing as she looked at the Gouwen on the ground.
“I don’t know, is it possible that it came from the sea?”
“You guys…”
The almost-dead Gouwen was on the verge of spitting blood from this group of people. He wanted to say something but suddenly remembered the previous incident where the Snake People tribe was robbed; he gasped for a long time before finally squeezing out a few words.
“It’s that group… robbing subhuman girls… cough, cough…”
As soon as he said this, the four subhumans across from him immediately fell silent, and they all simultaneously and tacitly looked at the ragged human woman.
The woman hidden in the shadows, whose face Gouwen couldn’t clearly see, remained calm. She glanced at them and then at Gouwen, before speaking very seriously.
“First of all, I’m not a subhuman girl enthusiast. Secondly, I—”
“Alright, alright, we came to rob. Let’s quickly take what we need and leave. If I’m not mistaken, the one who just fought this whale person was a very strong mythical being. I’m truly shocked to be here trying to rob something related to a mythical being…”
The brain demon type “Nanfeng” finally couldn’t hold back anymore. She turned her head to survey the surroundings, worrying about the potential dangers. If the mythical being’s ilk came, they would be left without a burial spot.
The Elephant People rubbed their heads dumbly, seemingly oblivious, as they looked at the human woman, hearing her say,
“I told you, the greater the storm, the more valuable the fish. The guy who died earlier must have dropped plenty of gear, so let’s quickly grab everything and retreat!”
“Really…”
The brain demon laments as she urged the other subhumans, who could barely be called “partners,” to go search the spot where Sorobato had just died. In Gouwen’s dimming vision, he noticed the other four subhumans didn’t seem close to each other; they didn’t even seem to know one another.
They were spaced apart, yet for some reason, they came together.
And that reason, unsurprisingly, was the smiling human in front of him, marked with the slave branding.
That human didn’t leave but instead rubbed her hands together, excitedly approaching the almost-dead Gouwen.
“Cough, cough. What are you doing?”
Gouwen was frightened, afraid that he might die and still lose his dignity?!
“I’m checking your development. What race are you? This is the first time I’ve seen a subhuman like this; it’s truly amazing.”
“Get away from me.”
“Behave, let me take a look.”
“I—I’m already married, cough, cough, get away!”
Facing Gouwen’s feeble threat as he was about to die, the human with long hair, resembling a wild person, suddenly froze. The next second, Gouwen was surprised to find her hidden eyes glimmering momentarily.
“Hey, married? That’s great! Is your wife also a subhuman like you? What does she look like? Let me see!”
“Your mother.”
Gouwen felt chills as he experienced extreme humiliation and anger; the woman’s finger slowly approached his body, as though checking him.
But even Gouwen didn’t realize, at the moment her hand touched him, the chaos and erosion binding him vanished entirely into her body, disappearing without a trace.
The woman, however, maintained her calm demeanor, inspecting Gouwen’s outer structure.
Gouwen’s condition quickly began to improve; even his awareness became slightly clearer, yet he just felt exasperated by the strange woman in front of him.
“Don’t rush. You’ll die faster.”
The woman looked young, but her actions were swift. She almost effortlessly confirmed the wounds on Gouwen’s body, then scratched her head and removed the tattered clothes from his body, wrapping them around him in layers like a mummy.
Gouwen squinted his eyes in pain, but his consciousness was finally clearer, and his medical knowledge came back to him.
Seeing that the woman was helping him, his guard lessened bit by bit. He hoarsely said, “You wrapped it wrong… it’s not supposed to be tied like this, cough, cough.”
The woman looked up at Gouwen, surprised, and with some embarrassment said, “Sorry, I’m not an expert on this; please bear with me, it’s my first time.”
“Help me, inside my clothes… I have my medicine.”
Gouwen struggled to speak, suddenly realizing the strength of this human; she was tying him up too tightly, making it difficult for him to breathe.
The woman giggled and nodded, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a small golden vial containing pills.
“Oh, no problem. So you’re a doctor? How many of these should I take?”
“Um, just one.”
Gouwen nodded, and then he watched as the woman took a pill from the little vial, putting it into Gouwen’s mouth while the rest were casually stashed in her pocket.
Gouwen’s eyes widened, and before he could say anything, she deftly pocketed the golden dagger he had previously gripped, causing him to struggle intensely.
“What are you doing? Give it back!”
“Huh? Aren’t you a doctor?”
“So?”
“That means doctors charge for their services. Don’t you understand that principle?”
“…”
Gouwen nearly spat blood but grit his teeth and said, “That’s very important to me. Give it back; I’ll exchange it for something else.”
The woman rummaged around in Gouwen’s belongings, realizing he had nothing at all. After hearing this, she looked at the golden dagger in her hand, squinted at the two names engraved on it, but seemed illiterate and couldn’t understand the words.
After guessing for a while, she suddenly said, “This thing isn’t related to your wife, is it?”
“You cough, cough…”
This guy, how can he guess so accurately?
“Returning it isn’t impossible. You came from the underwater, right? Next time we meet, let me see what the other subhuman girls from the deep look like, and I’ll give it back to you.”
The woman shook the medicinal item she had just taken from Gouwen, popped a pill into her mouth like candy, and instantly spat it out the next second with a grimace.
“Yuck, what is this? It’s so bitter?”
“You cough, cough. What’s your name? I’ll come looking for you. Just wait for me.”
Gouwen gritted his teeth, staring at the golden dagger in her hand. If he weren’t incapacitated due to his injuries from fighting Sorobato earlier, he would definitely have risen to give her a good beating.
And those subhuman girls…
Do you think you’re that Fisher guy?!
It’s truly bizarre, to see such strange beings everywhere.
“My name is Ying Zheng. I’m going to attack the Han, Zhao, and Wei nations tonight. Oh, sorry, I misspoke. But you better move quickly; after all, you wouldn’t want your wife to find out this thing is lost, right?”
“…”
Gouwen couldn’t understand the previous words, but upon hearing her last sentence, he felt a rush of blood to his head and nearly passed out, collapsing on the spot.
As the woman carried Gouwen’s dropped gear to join her other companions, the chaotic energies nearby seemed to silently dissipate, yet she remained completely unaware of the unusual surroundings.
She merely moved further away, watching the four individuals burdened with items from Sorobato, appearing to have returned quite loaded.
“Not bad, not bad. We hit the jackpot this time. Alright, alright, Dongnan Xibei winds, let’s continue moving north. We’ve finished looting this area; it’s time to venture elsewhere.”
The expressions on the faces of the subhumans varied; the brain demon and Werewolf even showed signs of hesitation. But upon seeing that strangely magical woman walking alone into the night, they followed her steps.
In the night, five figures of different sizes and shapes traveled, their distances affirming they weren’t familiar with one another, yet because of that peculiar human woman, it seemed as if they had formed a team.
As they walked on, the Elephant Person suddenly scratched his head in the wind, looking toward the southern direction.
“Big sister, I heard there’s a place called the ‘Ideal Nation’ over there. My old man once said that there’s a powerful elf from a distant continent there. Didn’t you say earlier that there might be something related to you, what was it you called it?”
“Fellow townsfolk.”
The brain demon added expressionlessly.
“Ah, right, right, right, that’s it. So, big sister, you really don’t want to go see that fellow townsfolk?”
The human woman walking ahead on the beach didn’t respond but turned around with a smile to look at the Elephant Person.
“What, do you expect me to ‘meet a fellow townsfolk, with tears in our eyes’?”
“Umm, I don’t know.”
The Elephant Person scratched his head and answered. But the woman shook her head, knocked gently on the tall Elephant Person’s leg, and said, “Bad, why didn’t you say so earlier? I’ve already exposed my true nature. Aren’t you afraid of me embarrassing myself if I go now?”
“… What does embarrassment mean?”
“It means feeling uncomfortable, much worse than in front of you ‘brothers and sisters’. Do you get it?”
“When did we become sworn brothers?”
At this time, the other four looked at the leading woman.
“Uh, now?”
The brain demon sighed and continued forward, not wanting to engage with this neurotic subhuman enthusiast.
But before she took another step, she was suddenly hugged by the human rushing from behind. The woman pressed against her nearly translucent brain, making her cheeks flush, but she couldn’t escape.
This human, not only had incredible strength, but her intangibility had no effect on her.
Clearly, a year ago when they met, she was just an ordinary female human!
“Wow, Nanfeng, your head is really soft, just like jelly.”
“Go die!”
“Hahaha, don’t say that! I chose to stay with you instead of meeting my fellow townsfolk, why are you so cold?”
Lirica, formerly known as Nanfeng, was already immune to this person’s character.
“Hmph, then you go. The Ideal Nation doesn’t sound beautiful? I heard from other subhumans that there’s an elf there who is friendly to all beings, regardless of rank. Why steal and sneak around with me?”
“Hey, Nanfeng, you’re a tsundere?”
“… I don’t understand, but it sounds like an unpleasant term.”
“It means I’m complimenting you for being cute.”
“Hmph.”
Seeing the brain demon’s reaction, the woman burst into laughter, lightly jumping onto the large Elephant Person’s head and sitting cross-legged.
She gazed at the southern night, and under her long hair, a pair of dark brown eyes reflected the moonlight, looking so bright.
After a moment of silence, she shook her head and said to the others,
“The Ideal Nation, huh? Would you prefer to believe this, or would you prefer to believe that I am Qin Shi Huang?”
“… You said you were Qin Shi Huang last month.”
“Last month’s me is no longer me.”
“Hah, sophistry.”
“Hey, Nanfeng, you’re so smart; are you going to continue your studies?”
“…”
The human slightly swayed the golden dagger in her hand, resting quietly on the large Elephant Person’s forehead, peacefully gazing at the starry sky, vanishing with several shadows into the moonlight.
Only the four subhumans accompanying her knew that this quirky human, who swings both ways, was a Trans from another world.
She occasionally referred to herself as “Qin Shi Huang,” sometimes as “Ying Zheng.”
But most of the time, they liked to call her “The Perverted Subhuman Girl Enthusiast.”
