The next day.

When Huai Shi woke up from the infirmary of the solar ship, she had some kind of inertial doubts again.

But this time, I have neither five labors or seven injuries nor a solidified soul, but I don't need to worry about being sent to the survival hospital.

For other sublimators of the same rank, the heavy damage to their souls, which is enough to kill them, is only good after a sleep. Nine times out of ten, the rest only needs to be massaged by Sister Xian, and it is almost done.

It doesn't matter at all.

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