Volume One: The Dragon Soul Awakens Chapter 68: Emergency! Forced Landing! (Part One)

Mo Xing watched as Shi Yan restored the food, deconstructing it from its finished form back into its raw ingredients. Each layer of craftsmanship was vividly displayed by the white phantom images.
"This... how incredible!" Mo Xing exclaimed in astonishment. Was this time reversing?
"It's just like rewinding a video," Wu Dance was also amazed by the operation.
"It's not bad. The technique isn’t strong in combat, but it’s quite functional," Shi Yan nodded.
"This move is fantastic," Mo Xing praised. If this skill were given to detectives on the surface world, it would be like adding wings to a tiger—easily reconstructing a crime scene!
Suddenly, someone tapped Mo Xing on the shoulder. Turning around, he saw a senior, who said,
"Mo Xing, could you come over for a moment? President Zhang needs your assistance."
"Oh, yes!"
Mo Xing nodded, waved goodbye to Shi Yan and Wu Dance, and followed the man.
He saw a group standing at a distance, with Zhang Zhihao in the center casting a ribbon of azure flame. The surrounding air currents stirred, and a ball of violet poison floated out from the body of the poisoned individual, swirling in midair.
Many onlookers were surprised.
What kind of flame was this?
"Mo Xing, release water elements!" Zhang Zhihao, his back turned, spoke, evidently aware of Mo Xing's arrival.
"Channel them onto his body!"
"Ah, yes!" Mo Xing quickly released water elements, but they were instantly evaporated by the azure currents.
What was happening?
As he approached, he noticed the flame was not only azure but emitted no temperature—neither cold nor hot—yet it could evaporate water elements!
"Increase your power," Zhang Zhihao said.
"Alright!"
This time, Mo Xing gathered more water elements, pouring them onto the poisoned person's body, washing him in streams, but the azure flames again invisibly evaporated them.
"Master, could you turn down the flame a bit? My water elements evaporate as soon as they touch him," Mo Xing tried again.
"This isn’t a gas stove—lowering the flames won’t achieve the detoxifying effect," Zhang Zhihao laughed. "Keep increasing your power!"
"Okay!" Mo Xing concentrated water elements onto the person. As steam rose, the poisoned individual’s complexion, once blue and purple, slowly turned healthy and rosy.
"Stop."
Zhang Zhihao extinguished his azure flame, and Mo Xing stopped as well.
"President Zhang, the doctors are here!" someone shouted. The crowd parted, and several doctors in white robes approached the poisoned man. The area was cordoned off, a blue light shining— the healing domain.
Mo Xing recognized the leading doctor as Dr. Bai, who had treated him in the school hospital before.
"I’ve done basic detoxification already. The rest of the professional work is up to you," Zhang Zhihao said calmly.
"Thank you, President Zhang, for buying us precious time," Dr. Bai nodded. "We’ll take it from here."
"Very well."
Zhang Zhihao smiled, then turned, patting Mo Xing’s shoulder. "You did well this time; let’s head back."
"Ah? Okay." Mo Xing scratched his head, feeling he hadn’t done much.
As he turned, he saw Dr. Bai smiling at him. That gentle smile carried a strange sense—like the calm before a storm.
It must be an illusion.
Doctors save lives; they have compassionate hearts and shouldn’t be malicious, especially since he’d been saved by them.
Yes, just an illusion.
"Not leaving yet?" Zhang Zhihao prompted.
"Alright, alright." Mo Xing turned and followed Zhang Zhihao.
Dr. Bai smiled slightly, then turned back to continue treating the poisoned patient.
Mo Xing and Zhang Zhihao returned to their dining table.
"You’re back?" Wu Dance turned around.
"Yes." Zhang Zhihao asked, "How’s the analysis?"
"Our table’s food is normal," Shi Yan replied. "So are the other tables, including the food at the serving points."

"So, it must have been someone at that table who poisoned him?" Mo Xing offered.
"Unlikely," Wu Dance shook his head. "Even if there’s animosity, poisoning someone in such a public setting would only invite disaster."
"Maybe it happened when there were fewer people," Shi Yan nodded. "How’s the poisoned person now?"
"I did a preliminary check," Zhang Zhihao said, waving his fingers. "It’s chronic poisoning—he was poisoned unknowingly about three hours ago."
"You can deduce that?" Mo Xing exclaimed. "You’re amazing!"
"It’s just a hypothesis, needs confirmation," Zhang Zhihao smiled. "Let’s go back to the scene."
"Ah? Do we have to go again?" Mo Xing scratched his head.
"There are several questions to clarify," Zhang Zhihao patted Mo Xing’s shoulder.
"President Zhang has his methods; we just need to cooperate," Shi Yan smiled.
"Full stomach, ready for work! Let’s go!" Wu Dance stretched his arms.
"Alright," Mo Xing replied.
Elsewhere—
"President Zhang is back!"
The crowd parted as Zhang Zhihao and his companions returned, approaching Dr. Bai.
"He’s almost awake, right?" Zhang Zhihao asked.
"Yes, just regained consciousness," Dr. Bai wiped sweat from his brow. "Thought we’d have to send him to the infirmary!"
"If possible, I’d like to ask him a few questions," Zhang Zhihao continued.
"Of course, go ahead."
Dr. Bai gestured them into the treatment area. Mo Xing glanced at Dr. Bai again; his smile was as gentle as ever.
"Long time no see, Mo Xing," Dr. Bai greeted, "and... Shi Yan and Wu Dance."
"Uh... long time no see," Mo Xing replied, this time without the previous strange feeling.
"Long time no see," Shi Yan echoed and followed Mo Xing.
"Hey, doctor, you know me too?" Wu Dance paused.
"Of course, you’re the top freshman," Bai Kai Shui laughed. "You frequent the school hospital; all the doctors know you."
"That makes sense," Wu Dance nodded.
"Enough chatting, let’s get to work," Zhang Zhihao glanced back.
"Alright," Wu Dance followed.
"President Zhang?"
Through the doctors, the man lying on the floor recognized the visitors.
"I heard you saved me?"
"The credit goes to others; I just lent a hand," Zhang Zhihao glanced at Mo Xing. "Right?"
"Uh, I guess," Mo Xing scratched his head.
"Whoever it was, I, Ku Xu Ai Ji, thank you all," the man gave a thumbs-up.
"Alright, Ai Ji, we’d like to ask you a few questions," Zhang Zhihao nodded. "Shi Yan, please record."
"Got it," Shi Yan took out a notebook and pen.
"From boarding this morning until now, whom have you interacted with?" Zhang Zhihao asked.
"Not many people; I don’t like socializing," Ai Ji shook his head.
"Who shares your cabin?"
"My friend—Gou Ge," Ai Ji pointed to the crowd. "He was just eating with me, now he’s disappeared."
"Gou Ge?" Mo Xing muttered.
"Gou Ge, who is it? Could you step forward?" Wu Dance called out.
"Hey, hey, I’m here!" A burly man stepped out from the crowd. "I’m Gou Ge!"
"He’s huge..." Mo Xing whispered.

"Suspect number one," Shi Yan noted in her book.
"Any conflicts between you two?" Zhang Zhihao asked incisively.
"Not really; we get along well," Ai Ji replied.
"We’re on good terms," Gou Ge said. "Even if there’s a disagreement, it’s trivial—I wouldn’t poison him."
"Oh," Zhang Zhihao nodded, seeming to perceive something. "You interacted with more people than just him, right?"
"How should I put it?" Ai Ji paused. "Today I also went to the third floor to watch over Xiao Ming."
"Who’s Xiao Ming?" Wu Dance asked curiously.
"He’s the outsider who entered the Shenzhou this morning, a student from Phantom Violet Academy," Mo Xing explained. "Several seniors were there too."
"There was such an incident?" Shi Yan whispered.
"Yes, Mentor Su Yunzhou, for Shenzhou’s safety, temporarily confined Xiao Ming on the third floor, with people taking turns to guard him," Mo Xing nodded, supplementing.
"When it was my turn to watch Xiao Ming, Gou Ge went with me," Ai Ji said.
"I suspect Xiao Ming is suspicious; maybe while we weren’t paying attention, he poisoned us," Gou Ge raised his voice.
Zhang Zhihao said nothing, instead observing everyone’s expressions.
"Mutter, mutter—"
Suddenly, a rapid alarm sounded, and the entire hall turned crimson. Everyone became alert.
"What’s happening?" Mo Xing looked around.
"Maybe something urgent," Shi Yan explained.
"Don’t panic, stay calm," Zhang Zhihao frowned slightly.
"No worries, we’ll face any challenge," Wu Dance nodded.
"Students—"
Su Yunzhou’s voice echoed overhead.
"There’s an emergency—the Shenzhou’s fuel supply has been cut off by someone unknown. The ship can only stay airborne for ten minutes. Please prepare—"
"Emergency landing!"
"Dammit! My first ride on Shenzhou and this happens!" Gou Ge cursed.
"We’re doomed!" Ai Ji panicked.
Others began to discuss anxiously.
"Master, what do we do?" Mo Xing asked urgently.
"Don’t worry—" Zhang Zhihao took a deep breath and said,
"Wu Dance, check the engine room!"
"Alright, leave it to me!" Wu Dance patted his chest.
"Shi Yan, go to the cockpit and control the broadcast!"
"Understood!" Shi Yan nodded.
"Mo Xing, assess the situation and adapt!"
"Ah?" Mo Xing was puzzled.
Zhang Zhihao released the crimson Dragon God’s wings, soared into the air, and shouted,
"Everyone stay calm! Prepare for emergencies! Leave the rest to us—"
——————Salute to Heroes——————
As Qingming approaches, I, Moon Shadow, salute the courageous ones who move against the tide!
Thank you for all your efforts and contributions in combating the epidemic!
You will forever remain in our hearts!
Heroes never die!