Miler, who has a system for giving up

Why is it able to breathe peacefully in the airtight coffin without showing any signs of breaking free from its confinement?

Countless questions flooded my mind, making Han Heng and me feel as if we had fallen into an ice cellar.

A chill rose continuously from my spine.

At that very moment, an incredibly excited voice exploded in my mind.

That was the little cutie's voice, full of surprise and excitement, as if she had discovered the most precious treasure in the world.

"Master, Master, do you know? This coffin actually contains a Tai Sui! And the wood used in this coffin is actually ten-thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood! Whose divine inspiration could this be?"

Upon hearing the term "Tai Sui," I suddenly understood why breathing sounds could be heard coming from that seemingly flawless coffin.

However, when I heard about the ten-thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood, the shock in my heart surged like a raging storm, and I almost burst into cursing.

After calming myself down a bit, I quickly communicated with Little Cutie using my divine sense: "Little Cutie, why is this Tai Sui imprisoned in this coffin? And why is it made of ten-thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood? What kind of mystery is hidden inside?"

The little cutie seemed to ponder for a moment before replying, "I just scanned it and found that the Tai Sui is sleeping soundly in this coffin! In my opinion, it must have entered this coffin willingly."

"Oh, right, Master, there's something crucial I need to tell you. Once your blood is dripped onto this coffin, it will recognize you as its master! At that time, the Tai Sui might be forced to awaken from its slumber, or it might choose to remain peacefully in the coffin. Of course, there's also the possibility that it will flee in panic the moment the coffin is opened, like a frightened bird."

I frowned, weighing the pros and cons in my mind.

Both the Tai Sui and the ten-thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood are undoubtedly extremely precious items, but if one rashly drips blood to open the coffin, no one can predict what will happen.

Han Heng looked at me from the side, his eyes full of doubt. "What's wrong? It's rare to see you with that expression."

I told him what I had just learned from Xiao Ke'ai, and he stroked his chin thoughtfully, saying, "This is a rare opportunity, why don't we give it a try? Maybe we can get this Tai Sui."

I hesitated, partly because of my worries about the unknown situation, and partly because I didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Just as I was hesitating, suddenly, a faint light appeared on the surface of the coffin, as if it were beckoning me.

My little cutie's anxious voice rang in my mind again: "Master, the coffin is sensing your presence. Time is running out, you must make a decision immediately!"

I gritted my teeth, steeled my resolve, and like a warrior cutting off his own arm, pulled out a dagger and cut my finger without hesitation. Crimson blood dripped onto the coffin like pearls from a broken string.

In an instant, the coffin burst forth with a dazzling light...

To everyone's surprise, the blood seemed to have a life of its own, slowly flowing along the veins carved on the lightning-struck wooden coffin.

Soon, the entire coffin began to shake violently, and the lid seemed to be slowly pushed open by an invisible hand.

However, the Tai Sui inside did not suddenly rush out and escape as I had expected.

After waiting for a while, I heard the breathing inside become more steady, like steady drumbeats.

It was then that I suddenly remembered seeing a description of the form and appearance of Tai Sui in ancient books.

Tai Sui, also known as meat Lingzhi, is like a mysterious and unique pearl in nature.

In terms of appearance, the Tai Sui has all sorts of strange shapes, as if it were an impromptu creation by the artist of nature.

It mostly appears as irregular lumps, like dough that has been randomly shaped, without a fixed or regular shape.

The overall outline is rounded like a pearl, and the edges may have some undulations and wrinkles, just like a cloud that has been kneaded and squeezed, changing into a unique shape at will.

The size of the Tai Sui varies greatly. The small ones may be only the size of an egg or even smaller, while the large ones can reach tens of kilograms or even hundreds of kilograms.

Some Tai Sui individuals can grow to a huge size, like a small hill, occupying a large space.

In terms of color, Tai Sui is like a magician skilled in changing colors, possessing a rich variety of colors.

Common colors include pure white (like snow), golden yellow (like rice ears), and dark brown (like soil).

The white Tai Sui is like a pure and beautiful jade, warm and white, exuding a refreshing fragrance that makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The yellow Tai Sui resembles golden ears of wheat, bright and eye-catching; some are like pale yellow moonlight, ancient and mysterious.

The brown Tai Sui seems to be the sediment of time, with a deep color and a firm texture, like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes.

Its surface is as smooth as silk, and when you touch it, you can feel its elastic skin, just like the texture of soft rubber or jelly.

When pressed with your hand, it will slightly indent like a shy young girl, and when you release it, it will slowly unfold like a flower that has regained its vitality.

The surface of the Tai Sui is like a natural painting, with intricate and complex fine textures, like a mysterious map.

In terms of internal structure, Tai Sui resembles an exquisite castle, with different colors and textures at different levels.

Some Tai Sui (a type of rare fungus) appear to be made up of countless tiny cells or tissues tightly woven together, as delicate as silk; while others are like a loose honeycomb, with gaps or holes.

In addition, the Tai Sui will secrete a transparent or translucent mucus, which is like a crystal dewdrop, has a certain stickiness, and feels slippery like silk.

This slime may be a shield for the Tai Sui's survival, or it may be a mysterious magic weapon for its self-protection.

Due to the ever-changing growth environment of Tai Sui and its unique biological characteristics, each individual Tai Sui is like a unique work of art.

It exudes a mysterious charm, attracting people to continuously explore and study it.

However, unexpectedly, the Tai Sui in the coffin was not the same as described above in appearance and color, but was a cute little baby.

Her rosy cheeks were slightly flushed, like a ripe apple, and she wore a bright red little bib, just like a blooming red lotus, extremely cute.

The exquisitely carved little baby, like a crystal-clear pearl, slowly opened its eyes, blinking its large, watery eyes like jewels, and gazed curiously at Han Heng and me.

Then, it grinned, revealing two tiny, snow-white milk teeth, and giggled, its laughter as clear and melodious as a nightingale singing in a valley.

My little darling exclaimed in my mind, "This is a Tai Sui in human form! It's incredibly rare, like a phoenix feather or a horn!"

The little baby stretched out his chubby, adorable little hands, like lotus roots, and reached out to grab me, calling out in a sweet, childish voice, "Hug me."

I instinctively pulled it into my arms, and it nestled in my embrace like a well-behaved kitten, gently rubbing against my face.

Han Heng stared in disbelief, only recovering after a long while. "This is too cute! Is this the Tai Sui?"

When the little child heard Han Heng's voice, he looked up and waved his little hand at him like an innocent little angel.

Suddenly, a soft light emanated from the little baby, like the warm spring sun, gentle and pleasant. A fresh scent filled the air around them, as if they were in a paradise.

The little cutie said again, "Master, this Tai Sui seems to be releasing its energy, nourishing the surrounding environment like sweet rain."

Holding the baby in my arms, my heart was filled with endless joy, as if I had discovered a treasure. I never expected that this adventure would yield such a magical and adorable baby.

The little baby was sleeping sweetly in my arms, a faint smile on her lips, like a sleeping little angel, making me feel tender and loving.

The little green dragon intended to exchange a few pleasantries with the baby-like Tai Sui, but the baby completely disregarded the little green dragon's dignity.

She fell soundly asleep in my arms, her other little hand still tightly clutching my clothes.

It was as if they were afraid I would abandon them.

Just as we were about to explore other places, the little baby sleeping soundly in my arms suddenly started talking to himself.

This gave the little green dragon an opportunity. It quickly moved closer to the baby's lips and listened intently.

"bed"

After listening, Little Green Dragon looked around, then glanced at me, before saying helplessly, "Fairy Sister, this baby is crying for a bed, but where is there a bed here?"

Upon hearing this, Han Heng's hawk-like gaze immediately locked onto the coffin where the little baby had been sleeping soundly.

"Could that coffin be the bed the little baby was talking about?"

The closer I got to the coffin, the quieter the baby became, like a sleeping infant!

The further away from the coffin the little baby got, the more he muttered to himself, like a noisy sparrow clamoring for his bed.

Han Heng, Xiao Qinglong, and I all tried to retrieve the coffin using our respective spatial rings.

However, to everyone's surprise, we both failed. I hurriedly used my divine sense to ask Little Cutie what was going on.

Surprisingly, the little cutie's answer was that the system's storage space could accommodate it.

The reason the spatial ring couldn't hold it was because the coffin, made of ten-thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood, had already developed its own consciousness!

"Wow, cutie, you're saying this coffin made of ten-thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood actually has its own consciousness? That's unbelievable!"

I was so astonished that I couldn't close my mouth and muttered to myself.

"Yes, such material with consciousness is extremely rare."

The little cutie responded.

I couldn't help but exclaim, "The world is truly full of wonders! But if the spatial ring can't hold it, why can the system's storage space?"

The little cutie explained, "This is because the system's storage space has special capabilities, much like an all-encompassing treasure trove that can hold all kinds of items with special attributes. Although this ten-thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood has its own consciousness, it is sealed away in the system's storage space as if it were under a spell, and it will not have any effect on other items."

I suddenly realized what was going on and nodded repeatedly: "I see. Then I'll put this coffin into the system's storage space right now."

After I finished speaking, I focused my attention and muttered incantations. I saw the coffin being lifted up by an invisible hand, slowly rising, and then enveloped in a dazzling light, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"I did it!" I shouted with joy.

Just as I was overjoyed at successfully storing the coffin, the air around me suddenly turned cold and biting, as if being kneaded by an invisible hand.

A powerful aura rolled in from afar like surging waves. The little green dragon stood up alertly as if facing a formidable enemy, and Han Heng gripped his weapon tightly like an iron clamp.

A dark figure slowly appeared in our sight like a ghost; it turned out to be a mysterious person dressed in a black robe.

His eyes were as cold and sharp as stars, staring straight at the baby in my arms like arrows.

"Hand over the Tai Sui, or you will all become prisoners of this darkness."

The mysterious man's icy voice seemed to come from the deepest hell.

I hugged the baby tightly, responding fearlessly like a mother hen protecting her chicks: "This Tai Sui was obtained by chance; what right do you have to expect me to hand it over?"

The mysterious man snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hands like a magic wand, countless black beams of light shot towards us like venomous snakes.

Han Heng, like an indestructible shield, swiftly blocked in front of me, wielding his sword like a whirlwind to defend.

The little green dragon, like a fierce fire dragon, spewed out raging flames and engaged in a fierce battle with the black light.

The little baby in my arms was like a shining pearl. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and the light emanating from his body was as gentle as the warm spring sun.

Yet it contained boundless power, tightly protecting the three of us within it.

The mysterious man's attack was easily neutralized, like a clay chicken or a clay dog, and his face turned extremely ugly, like a chameleon.

Just then, the little baby's sweet, childlike voice rang out like heavenly music: "Bad people, don't bully us."

Before the words were finished, a powerful beam of light, like a silver river cascading down from the heavens, burst forth from its body.

The mysterious man was struck by the light like a kite with a broken string. After a scream, he disappeared into the endless darkness like smoke.

We smiled at each other and continued our adventure into the unknown, as if countless treasures awaited us to discover.

After the baby finished speaking, it fell asleep again.

We continued on our way, and before long, a wide river stretched out in front of us.

The river flows swiftly, its waters surging and rushing like a wild horse.

The splashing water sparkled brilliantly in the sunlight, yet also emitted a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Suddenly, the little green dragon seemed to be on high alert. Its body tensed, and it stared warily at the river surface, letting out a low roar: "There's something strange about this river!"

Before Xiao Qinglong could finish speaking, a huge water python suddenly leaped out of the river like a bolt of lightning.

This python was enormous, its body covered in a thick layer of scales that gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

It opened its gaping maw, revealing sharp fangs, and pounced straight at us like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.