The arduous, intense battle lines forced her to rely on yogurt and biscuits for sustenance.

and she even had to bring the game screen to the restroom.

Unable to afford a moment as distraction.

Fortunately, it has finally come to an end.

We have achieved victory in the war.

The system indicates that the settlement is in progress.

Everyone is returned to the pre-war island, the dark island.

The teleportation array flickers as the hired subordinates depart one by one.

Exhausted and drained.

Suzi Han feels utterly spent.

Since just past midnight last night until now, nearly 10:00 in the evening, she has endured nearly 22 hours without sleep.

If this continues, she is bound to collapse from exhaustion.

She certainly does not wish to be the first to perish upon her rebirth.

The thoughts send a shiver of fear through her.

She hastily consumes a light meal, neglecting even to review the spoils of war, and collapses into a deep sleep.

Health is paramount.

Without life, all is rendered meaningless.

Suzi Han relinquishes all concerns and succumbs to slumber.

As she drifts off, her game character, laden with treasures, returns to the temple.

The character climbs in a bed and buries her head in sleep.

After a year and 4 months of unrelenting vigilance, even the divine form feels the weight of drowsiness.

Only the systems settlement remains, continuously cascading through the teleportation portal until the temple is brimming, overflowing with its contents.

Chime, chime, chime.

The tiny sprites cluster around Ling Jing Jing, chattering excitedly.

What did you say? The temple has exploded.

Ling Jing Jing gasps in alarm.

Chapter 23.

The busy little sprites.

Has it exploded? Upon hearing this phrase, Ling Dau leapt up with a sudden burst of energy and flew off towards the direction of the shrine.

Ling Jing Jing, filled with anxiety, followed suit, but found herself unable to catch up with Ling Daufu's swift figure.

The once sluggish Ling Daufu, now soared through the air with remarkable speed.

The miniature sprites had mentioned that there was commotion at the shrine, and if it had indeed exploded, it surely signified the return of the deity.

Ling Pippy brimming with excitement hopped down from the stone slab.

"Erchang, I'm off.

Are you coming to see?" he exclaimed.

"The deity is back.

" And upon seeing how much we've grown, he will surely be delighted.

Ling Pippy proudly patted his increasingly robust form.

"I'm going.

I'm going!" replied Ling Urchang.

Ling Pippy leapt high into the air, tucking in his limbs, and shouted their rallying cry.

One, two, three.

Behold our rolling divine prowess.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The two dark spheres rolled towards the shrine, taking the shortest path in a straight line.

Before them lay the intricate and beautiful realm of the gods, where several paths were devoid of any growth.

In this divine kingdom, no paths existed.

Wherever the sprites rolled, a path was forged.

Lingafu, flying the fastest, was the first to arrive.

The staff at top his head stood upright as he beheld the scene before him.

At the entrance of a shrine stood a grand wooden palace radiating golden light, its doors wide open as if exhaling a multitude of treasures which continued to pour forth without cessation.

Various flora infused with spiritual energy, rare minerals, jewels, and gold were continuously streaming out, overwhelming the surroundings of the shrine.

Not far from the sprite well, a translucent light blue protective shield had been activated, safeguarding a 10- m radius around the well.

A group of newly born miniature sprites, unable to escape in time, huddled beside the well, incessantly chirping in alarm.

They were tiny, roughly the size of 10 cm spheres, displaying colors ranging from pure white to grayish white to black, all clustered together, chattering away.

Lingling Ling Ling.

It exploded.

It exploded.

How terrifying.

Lingling.

Lingling.

Lord Fu.

Lady Jing.

They have come to save us.

Ling Jing Jing was the second to arrive.

Hurriedly making her way through the scene.

She gazed at the rather spectacular sight before her.

The shrine seemed to be expelling a torrent of precious materials and treasures inundating the land surrounding it.

So this was what the little ones meant by an explosion.

They certainly had a flare for exaggeration.

It appeared that the deity's return had brought forth an abundance of spoils too great for the shrine to contain.

With keen insight, Ling Jing Jing quickly discerned the cause of the commotion.

Dau, assist me with that.

I wish to enter and take a look, she called out.

Ling Daufu responded with a cheerful chirp, indicating his readiness.

Ling Jing Jing then leaped high into the air while Ling Daufu flattened his body, ensuring that the upright staff on his head would not obstruct or jump.

Ling Daufu's entire form transformed from a round shape into an oval akin to a pancake as it caught Ling Jing Jing.

Subsequently, Ling Dau leapt into the air, concentrating its energy upon its head, bouncing upward like a rubber ball with Ling Jing Jing following suit, soaring high into the sky.

This was the duo's collaborative technique.

A second jump of spiritual energy.

I'll take a look inside.

Remember to guide the little ones to a safe place.

Ling Jing Jing left behind as her words.

Understood.

Ling Dau replied.

Ling Pipi and Ling Erang had just rolled to their designated spot.

Utilizing their spatial awareness, they came to a halt and then sprang back up, regaining their upright stance.

As Ling Capipi regained its sight, it beheld a remarkable scene.

Two little sprites collaborating in their leap, ascending much higher than before.

Although the sprites lacked wings and the ability to fly, they had learned and executed their combined technique, achieving heights previously unimaginable.

Ling Pipi's eyes widened in astonishment as it witnessed the spectacle.

"Look how high they can fly.

" "Ah!" Ling Jing Jing has soared into the air.

Ling Pipi exclaimed, "Erchang, may I try with you? I wish to meet the divine being," it inquired eagerly.

"Of course," replied Ling Pipi, brimming with anticipation.

Ling Erang assessed the direction of the temple, gauging the distance ahead, then grasped Ling Pipi with its claws and tossed it upward, akin to a volleyball.

With a resounding thud, a large ball collided with a small one, sending Ling Capipi flying into the heavens.

"Ouch! That is not how it's supposed to be!" Ling Capipi cried, spinning and leaping through the air with its eyes wide open.

Oh, I've gone too far, it exclaimed as it soared like a swirling black ball, reaching great heights and distances, ultimately surpassing the temple and flying over distant mountain peaks, vanishing into the horizon where it transformed into a tiny speck of light, disappearing into the enchanting night.

Ah, I exerted too much energy.

It's my fault for not being good at math.