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return.
Countdown to 168:00:00.
Qingchen opened his eyes. They were still at the training base, but everyone had lost their previous laughter.
"How many people died in total?" Qingchen asked.
"2,700 people," Xiao Qi whispered, "and it was a meaningless sacrifice."
Qingchen shook his head: "It's not meaningless. Their death will remind us not to use everyone's fighting experience in the Eastern Continent. Their methods to treat the enemies in the Western Continent are even more weird. It's not just black magic. We still have
I don’t know what abilities the priests in Blackwater City have, and how the Ashbringer in Phoenix City fights.”
Luo Wanya asked: "The Parents' Association has evacuated 170,000 people to Black Leaf Plains. This number is too huge. Just supply is a problem. And the most important thing is that this is our core strength. It is all about strength.
The highest level ones, if they can only hide in Kuroye Plains, then the parents' association will be useless."
For offices, it's not a problem. After all, as long as the key door is open, everyone can just go in and out of the office, and there is no problem in transmitting information.
However, the combat effectiveness of the parent-teacher association is useless.
Luo Wanya said: "How about we urgently initiate a group of C-level masters and give them to boss first?"
"Giving initiations to others will delay your practice. What I want is high-end combat effectiveness. Even if I temporarily initiate a batch of C-level people, they can only be used as cannon fodder in this war intensity." Qingchen thought for a moment and said, "Be down-to-earth.
Let’s practice in the Black Leaf Plains. You time walkers should all return to Whale Island and use the Purple Orchid Star to practice. I will be quiet for a while and I will find a way to solve this matter."
The parent-teacher association is expanding so fast that everyone is complacent, and it’s time to calm down.
Qingchen found Alice and Sorel, hugged them with a smile and said goodbye.
The Parents Association left two helicopters here, and then returned to Whale Island through the Key Gate, while Qingchen flew into the night sky with Yangyang's help.
The next day, Qingchen showed up at a public hospital in Haicheng. He walked into the MRI room with the receipt in hand, lay down on the bed, and was slowly put into the semi-enclosed instrument.
When he came to the hospital this time, he did not go through Hu's. He registered, queued and paid like an ordinary person.
Qingchen didn't want too many people to know about his condition. Although he could keep it secret through the Hu Group, the puppet master would most likely infiltrate the Hu Group first.
In the afternoon, the MRI scan came out.
Qingchen took the film and went to the doctor, smiled and said to Yangyang beside him: "The doctor may tell me to eat whatever I want."
Yangyang twisted his arm: "What time has it been? I'm still in the mood to joke."
Yangyang seemed more worried than Qingchen.
After entering the door, Qingchen said politely: "Hello, doctor, I would like to ask how long I have left?"
The doctor looked at the films and then at Qingchen: "Your cancer cells have spread all over your body... Don't you feel any pain?"
"It hurts," Qingchen replied: "My whole body hurts, as if my whole body is cracked, and my heart and lungs are a little weak."
The doctor was shocked: "Then I see how you are like a normal person. When other patients reach your level, they would have collapsed a long time ago. How can you still laugh?"
Cancer in the body completely destroys all functions in the body. Therefore, at this time, the patient will be in pain all the time. A feather pressing on the body may feel like being pressed underground by a mountain.
Out of breath.
Doctors have seen too many terminal patients with cancer cells spreading throughout their bodies, and sometimes they even cannot bear to see the pain of those patients.
However, the Qingchen in front of him was different from Qingchen who was also in pain, but was still very calm.
The calm one doesn't even look like a cancer patient.
Qingchen thought for a while and explained: "The pain does exist, but it may be because you are used to it. The body's threshold for pain has been raised in the past, so this kind of pain can be tolerated for the time being."
The doctor was shocked. How high should this threshold be raised? In other words, what had the young man in front of him experienced before that would raise the pain threshold to a level where...even the pain of cancer can be treated calmly?
?
Qingchen smiled: "Doctor, can I still be saved?"
The old doctor pushed up his glasses and looked at the film: "Use PD-1 or PD-L1 immunotherapy. Do a genetic test first to see which one is suitable for you. I don't know what your family conditions are like.
Ah, this kind of therapy is relatively expensive, it may cost about 800,000 yuan a year, but it is still somewhat useful for terminally ill patients."
"Are there any side effects?" Qingchen asked.
"It will damage your liver and kidney function, and it can also be fatal, such as immune myocarditis," the old doctor said patiently: "Of course, compared to the end-stage cancer, it is always right to give it a try."
The doctor's subtext is that death is inevitable no matter what, but if you try, you might be able to find a way to live a little longer.
However, when Qingchen heard about the fatality, he asked: "If I give up treatment, how long will I have?"
The doctor looked at the film seriously: "One month? Two months? Young man, you may not be able to afford the medicine, but you can reimburse part of it, and you only have one life..."
Qingchen smiled and said: "No, I spent all the money on medical treatment. What should I do with my wife? Thank you doctor, I will not be cured."
The doctor looked at Qingchen and then at Yangyang in surprise: "You haven't reached the legal age for marriage yet."
1 Qingchen said: "We are both tender-faced, and we have a daughter who is 9 years old."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone to show the doctor Jinguji Maki's photo: "Is it cute?"
"Oh..." The doctor didn't know what to say.
The two of them went out, and Yangyang was laughing beside her, shaking her whole body: "It's quite funny how you talk nonsense so seriously."
She held Qingchen's shoulders and laughed so hard that she couldn't stand up straight, but she smiled and stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on her face.
"Don't cry, don't cry," Qingchen patted Yangyang's head: "Even a demigod can't kill me, so what's a mere cancer? I already have some plans, and some people have actually succeeded. I may not die.
."
"I'm not crying, I just have sore eyes," Yangyang straightened up and sniffed: "Let's go, eat whatever you want!"
"You did tell what the doctor said."
"What are your plans next? Rest well, complete the remaining two life-and-death tests, and then inject the medicine?" Yangyang asked: "You also have the medicine that Boss He injected, right?"
"Well, it's on the whale island. Boss Zheng will watch over it and everything will be fine," Qingchen said, "but I can't rest yet. As for the life and death test, the remaining two don't need training. I have more
Do important things."
"Huh? It's already this time, what else is more important than life?" Yangyang wondered.
"What is more important than my life is the life of 170,000 parents' association members," Qingchen said, "I want to go to the Western Continent again to kill the adjudicator."
This means that it is okay to abuse others, but they will always be abused in high-end games. The Storm Duke may not even be able to defeat the "Zhongyu" in Demigod.
This is the current situation of the Adjudicator in the Western Continent.
Therefore, when he had the opportunity to switch to the fortune-teller tradition, he switched immediately.
In a few decades, the Eastern Continent will probably be like this, and black magic will once again be reduced to a useless thing.
Once a certain threat appears, everyone will look for a way to solve it. At that time, everyone will hide their real names, and the referee can only look at a bunch of "Leshan Bangbang Chicken", "Firebirds Turning Around", and "Pure Drops"
Code names such as "Little Dragon" and "Newspaper Seller" are useless.
Only this time, black magic arrived in the Eastern Continent unprepared, just like the invasion of alien species.
No one in the Eastern Continent knows how to solve this problem.
But for Qingchen, since the problem cannot be solved, then those who created the problem should be solved.
In other words, this should be the way a demigod solves problems.
On the third day after returning, Qingchen and Yangyang went to Disneyland in Haicheng.
But what's more embarrassing is that for those projects that are very exciting for ordinary people, both of them passed it without expression...the important thing is to participate.
While Qingchen was riding the roller coaster, he calmly described to Yangyang what was going on in Ginkgo Paradise, which made Yangyang want to play. Qingchen also promised her that he would take her to play one day in the future.
The two of them chatted calmly while sitting on the roller coaster, which was in sharp contrast to other tourists...
Yangyang took Qingchen and took many photos.
Taking photos of Qingchen alone, or taking photos of the two of them, it's like they are frantically making up for the shortcomings between them, hurriedly doing the things that a couple should do.
Yangyang seemed to be afraid that time would go too fast and that she would not have the chance to do something before she could do it.
Staying in the hotel at night, Yangyang kept collecting express delivery.
After taking a shower, Qingchen dried his hair and looked at Yangyang curiously: "What are you buying?"
Yangyang smiled strangely: "There are all kinds of beautiful clothes. I plan to wear them all for you before you die to save you any regrets."
Qingchen: "..." The fourth day of return.
Yangyang held Qingchen's hand and flew back to Luo City. The two of them each carried a schoolbag and wore a peaked cap. They were like two time and space travelers, enjoying the joy of traveling comfortably.
They landed on the rooftop of the yellow pronunciation building of Luocheng Foreign Language School. There was class at the moment, and the two of them sat leisurely on the edge of the rooftop.
Qingchen looked at the campus in ecstasy: "I haven't been back for a long time, and I still feel a little friendly. Look at the small canteen in the southeast corner. They sell steamed buns for 50 cents each. The steamed buns are stuffed with hot and sour potato shreds. They are the simplest.
A meal. When I was the poorest, I survived on one steamed bun every day. Later, the aunt in the cafeteria probably thought I was too miserable, so she would give me a bowl of porridge for free every time."
"On the west side is the honor wall. There will be photos of the first placers in each grade. Under the photos, you can write a motto. I won the first place in the grade once, and then I made an agreement with the casserole rice noodle shop at the door to advertise for him.
"If you love her, take her to eat casserole rice noodles." I earned more than 2,000 yuan from that advertisement, which paid for one year's tuition and three months of food expenses. Later, the school stopped allowing me to do this, so I
I never passed the first grade exam again."
Yangyang laughed so hard at the side: "Is there anything else?"
"I also help my classmates write love letters, and each letter is a chicken drumstick."
"I also helped my classmate cheat on the exam. His father rewarded him with a thousand yuan, and he gave me half of it."
"I study chess records during the day, and at night I go to Wangcheng Park in the north to win money from old men. I will deliberately lose five yuan first, and then win 20 yuan."
"Later, I continued to study chess records and calculate chess, just to make them feel that they were almost close to winning."
"But I was still young at that time, and I experienced the joy of winning money for the first time and didn't know how to exercise restraint. After the old men discovered my tricks, they stopped playing with me."
Qingchen recalled with a smile that he had done many things for money in those years, both immoral and not immoral.
Looking back now, the difficulties in life at that time are actually nothing compared with the difficulties today.
Life is like this. The obstacles you once thought you couldn't get over will suddenly look back a few years later and you will suddenly realize that they were nothing at all.
But this time, Qingchen didn't know whether he could overcome this obstacle.
"Let's go, I'll take you to eat dandan noodles from Xiaojie Tianfu," Qingchen said with a smile, "There are also Xiaojie pot stickers, Luocheng water banquets, and tomorrow morning I'll go to the county to drink Tiexie mutton soup."
Yangyang looked at him with a smile, and felt that it would be great if time could be frozen at this moment.
"Qingchen!" Yangyang suddenly called his name. Qingchen turned around and looked over: "What's wrong?" "Don't leave me alone."
"good."
The fifth day of return.
Qingchen took Yangyang to every place he had lived.
Return to the sixth day.
Qingchen and Yangyang went to the photo studio to take a photo. They put on white shirts and sat in front of the red background. They looked embarrassed and took a photo with stiff smiles, just like all the wedding photos.
Very happy, but a little unnatural.
On the seventh day after returning, the two of them finished dinner and walked back to their residence holding hands while wearing peaked caps.
A girl behind them looked over in confusion, and her boyfriend asked her: "What are you looking at?"
"I think I saw Qingchen!"
"Is he the legendary Lord of the Day?"
The boyfriend's eyes lit up.
"It seems so, but it seems not," the girl wondered.
The reason why she was confused was that she felt that Qingchen was already a person in the sky and should not be walking down the street like this.
The countdown returned to zero. Time traveled. 949, a photo returned. Countdown 168:00:00. Qingchen opened his eyes, they were still at the training base, but everyone had lost their previous laughter.
"How many people were sacrificed in total?" Qingchen asked. "2,700 people," Xiao Qi whispered, "and it was a meaningless sacrifice."
Qingchen shook his head: "It's not meaningless. Their death will remind us not to use everyone's fighting experience in the Eastern Continent. Their methods to treat the enemies in the Western Continent are even more weird. It's not just black magic. We still have
It is unclear what abilities the priests of Blackwater City have, and how the Ashbringer of Phoenix City fights.
Luo Wanya asked:
"The Parents' Association has evacuated 170,000 people to Kuroye Plains. This number is so huge that just supplying it is a problem. And the most important thing is that these are our core forces. They are all at the highest level. If they
We can only hide in Kuroyehara, and the parent-teacher conference will be like using up both hands." For office work, it's okay. After all, as long as the key door is open, everyone can just go in and out of the office, and there is no problem in passing information. However, parent-teacher conferences
However, his combat effectiveness was ruined. Luo Wanya said: "How about we urgently instruct a group of C-level masters to come out and give them to boss first?"
"Giving initiations to others will delay your practice. What I want is high-end combat effectiveness. Even if I temporarily initiate a batch of C-levels, they can only be used as cannon fodder under this intensity of war."
Qingchen thought for a while and said: "Practice steadily in the Black Leaf Plains. All of you time walkers will return to Whale Island, and everyone will use the Purple Orchid Star to practice.
I will be quiet for a while, and I will find a way to solve this matter." The parent-teacher association has expanded too fast, and everyone is complacent, and it is time to settle down.
Qingchen found Alice and Sorel, hugged them with a smile, and said goodbye. The Parents Association left two helicopters here, and then returned to Whale Island through the key door, while Qingchen flew with the help of Yangyang
into the night sky. The next day, Qingchen showed up at a public hospital in Haicheng. He walked into the MRI room with the receipt in hand, lay down on the bed, and was slowly put into the semi-closed instrument. This time he came to the hospital,
Without passing the Hu Group, just like an ordinary person, register, line up, and pay. Qingchen doesn't want too many people to know about his condition. Although passing the Hu Group can keep it secret, the puppet master is likely to infiltrate the Hu Group first.
In the afternoon, the MRI film came out. Qingchen took the film to the doctor, smiled and said to Yangyang beside him: "The doctor may tell me to eat whatever I want."
Holding his arm: "What time has it been? I'm still in the mood to joke."
Yangyang looked more worried than Qingchen. After entering, Qingchen said politely: "Hello, doctor, I would like to ask how long I have left?" The doctor looked at the pictures and then at Qingchen.
: "Your cancer cells have spread all over your body...Don't you feel any pain?"
"It hurts," Qingchen replied: "My whole body hurts, as if my whole body is cracked, and my heart and lungs are a little weak."
The doctor was shocked: "Then I see how you are like a normal person. When other patients reach your level, they would have collapsed a long time ago. How can you still laugh?"
When cancer is in the body, it completely destroys all functions in the body. So at this time, the patient will be in pain all the time. If a feather is pressed on his body, he may feel like he is being pressed underground by a mountain. He can't breathe.
Angry. Doctors have seen too many terminal patients with cancer cells spreading all over the body. Sometimes they even cannot bear to see the pain of those patients.
However, the Qingchen in front of him was different. Qingchen also had pain, but he was still very calm. He was so calm that he didn't even look like a cancer patient. Qingchen thought for a while and explained: "The pain does exist, but maybe it's because the body is used to it.
The pain threshold has been raised in the past, so the pain is temporarily bearable."
"Gene Era"
The doctor was shocked. How high should this threshold be raised? In other words, what had the young man in front of him experienced before that would raise the pain threshold to a level where...even the pain of cancer can be treated calmly?
Qingchen smiled: "Doctor, can I still be saved?" The old doctor pushed up his glasses and looked at the film: "Use PD-1 or PD-L1 immunotherapy. Let's do a genetic test first.
It depends on which one is suitable for you. I don’t know what your family conditions are like. This therapy is relatively expensive, probably costing about 800,000 yuan a year, but it is still somewhat useful for terminally ill patients.”
"Are there any side effects?" Qingchen asked. "It will damage your liver and kidney function, and it may also be fatal, such as immune myocarditis." The old doctor said patiently: "Of course, compared to the terminal stage of cancer, give it a try
It's always true." The doctor's subtext was that it was death anyway, and if he tried, he might still be able to survive for a while. However, when Qingchen heard about the fatality, he asked: "If I give up treatment, what should I do?
How long?" The doctor looked at the film seriously: "One month? Two months? Young man, you may not be able to afford the medicine, but you can reimburse part of it, and you only have one life..."
Qingchen smiled and said: "No, I spent all the money on medical treatment. What should I do with my wife? Thank you doctor, I will not be cured."
The doctor looked at Qingchen and then at Yangyang in surprise: "You haven't reached the legal age for marriage yet." 1 Qingchen said: "We are both tender-faced, and we have a daughter who is 9 years old."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and showed the doctor a photo of Jinguji Maki:
"cute?"
"Oh..." The doctor didn't know what to say. The two of them went out, and Yangyang laughed beside her and trembled all over:
"It's quite funny how you talk nonsense so seriously." She held Qingchen's shoulders and laughed so hard that she couldn't stand up, but she smiled and stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on her face.
"Don't cry, don't cry," Qingchen patted Yangyang's head: "Even a demigod can't kill me, so what's a mere cancer? I already have some plans, and some people have actually succeeded. I may not die.
."
"I'm not crying, I just have sore eyes," Yangyang straightened up and sniffed: "Let's go, eat whatever you want!"
"You did tell what the doctor said." "What are your plans next? Rest well, complete the remaining two life-and-death tests, and then inject the medicine?"
Yangyang asked: "You also have the medicine that Boss He injected, right?"
"Well, it's on the whale island. Boss Zheng will watch over it and everything will be fine," Qingchen said, "but I can't rest yet. As for the life and death test, the remaining two don't need training. I have more
Do important things." "Huh? It's already this time, what else is more important than life?" Yangyang was confused.
"What is more important than my life is the life of the 170,000 parents' association members," Qingchen said: "I want to go to the Western Continent again to kill the judge." This is tantamount to abuse of food, but in the high-end
The game will always be abused, and the Duke of Storms may not even be able to beat the "Zhongyu" in the demigod. This is the current situation of the judge in the Western Continent. Therefore, when he had the opportunity to switch to the inheritance of the fortune teller, he immediately switched. Again.
In a few decades, the Eastern Continent will probably be like this, and black magic will once again be reduced to a useless thing.
Once a certain threat appears, everyone will look for a way to solve it. At that time, everyone will hide their real names, and the referee can only look at a bunch of "Leshan Bangbang Chicken", "Firebirds Turning Around", and "Pure Drops"
Code names such as "Little Dragon" and "Newspaper Seller" are useless.
Only this time, black magic arrived unprepared in the Eastern Continent, just like the invasion of alien species. No one in the Eastern Continent knows how to solve this problem. But for Qingchen, since the problem cannot be solved, then
Just get rid of those who are causing problems.
In other words, this should be the way a demigod solves problems. On the third day after returning, Qingchen and Yangyang went to Disneyland in Haicheng. But what was more embarrassing was that for ordinary people, those
It was a very exciting project, and both of them passed it without expression... The important thing is to participate. While riding the roller coaster, Qingchen calmly described to Yangyang the things in Ginkgo Paradise, which made Yangyang still.
She really wanted to play, and Qingchen promised her that he would take her to play one day in the future.
The two of them chatted calmly while sitting on the roller coaster, forming a sharp contrast with other tourists... Yangyang took Qingchen and took a lot of photos. Take photos of Qingchen alone, or take a group photo of the two of them.
It was as if they were frantically trying to make up for the shortcomings between them, hurriedly doing the things that a couple should do. Yangyang seemed to be afraid that time would go too fast and that she would not have the chance to do something before she had time to do it. She stayed at night
In the hotel, Yangyang kept collecting the express delivery. After Qingchen took a shower and dried his hair, he looked at Yangyang curiously: "What are you buying?"
Yangyang smiled strangely: "There are all kinds of beautiful clothes. I plan to wear them all for you before you die to save you any regrets."
Qingchen: "..." On the fourth day after returning, Yangyang held Qingchen's hand and flew back to Luo City. The two of them each carried a schoolbag and wore a peaked cap, like two time and space travelers.
, enjoying the joy of traveling comfortably. They landed on the rooftop of the yellow pronunciation building of Luocheng Foreign Language School. There was class at this time, and the two of them sat leisurely on the edge of the rooftop.
Qingchen looked at the campus in ecstasy: "I haven't been back for a long time, and I still feel a little friendly. Look at the small canteen in the southeast corner. They sell steamed buns for 50 cents each. The steamed buns are stuffed with hot and sour potato shreds. They are the simplest.
A meal. When I was the poorest, I survived on one steamed bun every day. Later, the aunt in the cafeteria probably thought I was too miserable, so she would give me a bowl of porridge for free every time."
"On the west side is the honor wall. There will be photos of the first placers in each grade. Under the photos, you can write a motto. I won the first place in the grade once, and then I made an agreement with the casserole rice noodle shop at the door to advertise for him.
"If you love her, take her to eat casserole rice noodles."
I earned more than 2,000 yuan from that advertisement, paid a year's tuition, and paid for three months of food expenses. Later, the school stopped allowing me to do this, and I never got to the top of my grade again." Yangyang stood aside.
He laughed so hard: "Is there anything else you can do?" "I also helped my classmates write love letters, and each letter was a chicken drumstick."
"I also helped my classmate cheat on the exam. His father rewarded him with a thousand yuan, and he gave me half of it."
"I study chess records during the day, and at night I go to Wangcheng Park in the north to win money from old men. I will deliberately lose five yuan first, and then win 20 yuan."
"Later, I continued to study chess records and calculate chess, just to make them feel that they were close to winning." "But I was still young at that time, and it was the first time I experienced the joy of winning money and I didn't know how to control it. After the old men discovered my routine, they
Don’t play with me anymore.” Qingchen recalled with a smile that he had done many things for money in those years, both immoral and not immoral. Looking back now, the poverty in life at that time was as difficult as today’s.
Comparatively, in fact, it is nothing at all. Life is like this. The hurdles you once thought were difficult to overcome will suddenly look back a few years later and you will suddenly find that they are nothing at all.
But this time, Qingchen didn't know whether he could get over this hurdle. "Let's go, I'll take you to eat dandan noodles from Xiaojie Tianfu," Qingchen said with a smile: "There are also Xiaojie pot stickers, Luo
We will have a city water banquet and go to the county to drink Tie Xie mutton soup tomorrow morning." Yangyang looked at him with a smile, only thinking that it would be great if time could be frozen at this moment.
"Qingchen!" Yangyang suddenly called his name. Qingchen turned around and looked over: "What's wrong?" "Don't leave me alone."
"Okay." On the fifth day of return, Qingchen took Yangyang to every place he had lived. On the sixth day of return, Qingchen and Yangyang went to the photo studio to take a photo, and the two of them changed into
Sitting in front of the red background in a white shirt, he looked awkward and took a photo with a stiff smile. Just like all wedding photos, he smiled happily, but a little unnaturally. On the seventh day after returning, the two of them finished dinner.
Wearing peaked caps, they walked back to their residence hand in hand. A girl behind them looked over in confusion, and her boyfriend asked her: "What are you looking at?"
"I think I saw Qingchen!"
"Is he the legendary Lord of the Day?"
The boyfriend's eyes lit up. "It seems so, but it seems not," the girl was confused. The reason why she was confused was that she felt that Qingchen was already a person in the sky and shouldn't be walking down the street like this. The countdown returned to zero. Time travel.