In the universe, there are always some places that cannot be predicted by humans, and some people are also hidden in the vast sea of people. In no one knows where in the universe, a very ordinary guard ship is wandering alone. In this spacecraft, an old acquaintance that Wuchang didn't know is living.
This middle-aged man who loves to smoke cigars has been staring at the holographic screen in front of him for many days. The screen is the most lively mission hall of the Noble Alliance.
The mission hall is still so bustling, with countless members of the noble alliance who do not know their identities appearing here. Those who post tasks, those who accept tasks, and those who submit tasks look very lively.
The cigar man stared at the screen lonely. He hadn't seen Wuchang for a long time, and he couldn't say a lot of things in his stomach. The perverted system in the aristocratic alliance did not allow him to contact Wuchang directly, which made him very depressed.
The top leaders in the aristocratic alliance are all fanatical believers of ancient culture. It is his happiest thing to find ways to squeeze out more ancient sayings, but this guy Wuchang has not appeared for so long, which is really unhappy.
"Impermanence, Wuchang, why do you want to get into the dark sky? What did you find inside?" the cigar man couldn't help but murmur.
The intelligence system of the Noble Alliance is much stronger than the Source Fire Empire. Of course, they knew the intelligence that Wuchang entered the dark sky, and they also knew that Wuchang came out safely, which made the noble Alliance look at Wuchang even more high. But when Wuchang entered the dark sky again, all the information suddenly broke down.
Just as the cigar man was pondering, the terminal suddenly lit up and vibrated violently, and a familiar voice sounded.
"My dear Lord Zhu Min, are you smoking cigars again? I have a group of top-notch products from the Source Fire Empire here. I will send you some..." Opposite the screen was a very sincere smile, but Lord Zhu Min, who was smoking cigars, did not dare to underestimate this sincere man at all.
"Haha, why did our ghost Lord Pan think of me? Do you want to charge money for your cigar? I am a poor man, don't blackmail me..."
Lord Pan, who was opposite the screen, laughed at the time. Of course, he knew that Zhu Min was joking. They were both elders with the highest status of the aristocratic alliance and belonged to the five permanent directors. It is not an exaggeration to say that wealth is as good as a country.
"My brother Zhu Min, don't laugh at me. The ancient poems you provided us some time ago are so good. Not to mention a batch of top-quality cigars, even if I give you a spaceship, I will not say anything..."
Lord Gui Pan is the permanent director of the noble alliance in charge of the Yuanhuo Empire, while Lord Zhu Min is the director of the frontier affairs. The Elephant Horse-Head Empire, the Hunter Empire, and the Falling Stars.
"Ghost Pan, Ghost Pan, your word "ghost" is not a waste of time. Have you smelled some wind? Are you trying to find out the news of impermanence?" Zhu Min said with a smile.
"Haha, look at you..." Gui Pan smiled awkwardly, "Yes, I haven't seen such a person for many years. I can fight, command, have loyalty, responsibility, and have many secrets. It's normal for me to be curious..."
"Forget it, you really have a relationship with others? You probably care about your younger brother, right? Don't worry, he was very peaceful when he fell, and he didn't do anything... Well, it's not right, it seems like he has done a lot of things to drink and pick up girls..."
Of course, Gui Pan's younger brother is Smith Pan, who is familiar to Wuchang. He is a real brother, but he is like a passerby. This brother who inherited the position of director of the aristocratic alliance is simply outrageous about his younger brother. Not only did he ask Zhu Min to help keep an eye on him, he also sent a spy system to specifically monitor the younger brother.
You can eat, drink and have fun, or do small business, but you can't participate in politics or show your ambitions. This is the rule that Lord Gui Pan set for his younger brother.
Lord Zhu Min pondered for a long time, "Don't worry, I will definitely give you face. I will take good care of your younger brother. Life makes him feel more comfortable, career makes him feel more difficult, and in short, you should be satisfied..." Lord Pan, who received a positive reply, had a much relaxed expression, and their topics quickly talked about Wuchang.
"I heard that Wuchang came out safely from the dark sky? It's so awesome. It seems that he is really a lucky boy?" Gui Pan said with emotion.
"Haha, your information is out of date. Wuchang not only came out safely, but he also went in again. It has been fifteen days now. Who knows what he is doing in..." Zhu Min said with a frown.
"What! It's been fifteen days? I've been in the dark sky for fifteen days and haven't come out yet? Are you looking for death..."
Wuchang is not seeking death. Wuchang is about to die now. In Tiezhu's house outside Xiushui Town, Wuchang doesn't care that so many people in the universe are thinking about him. He is now burning to the point of being ready.
No matter how powerful a warrior is, he cannot withstand the erosion of tiny bacteria or viruses. This mage who can beat the bully of the Jiang family to run away with his head, had difficulty breathing today. Wuchang was lying on the bed of Tiezhu's house, and his whole face was as red as cooked shrimps.
All the clothes on his chest were lifted up, and Tongyan was nervously wiping Wuchang with warm water to try to lower her body temperature. Beside Tongyan, Grandpa Tie and Tiezhu were serving carefully.
Grandpa Tie is much better now. The disease he gets is simple tuberculosis, which is a stubborn terminal illness for people on this planet, but for a civilized society entering the cosmic era, this is not a disease at all. A few injections of antibiotics can solve the problem.
However, Wuchang's current problem is very complicated. This planet, which was closed by the Sky Lock system, lost contact with developers for various inexplicable reasons. This group of slaves who were originally used as human specimens lost their management and gradually reproduced on this planet.
At the beginning, many slaves died from the bacteria and viruses of this planet, but after these people lived for more than a hundred years and reproduced for more than three generations, they had completely adapted to the microbiome of this planet.
However, Wuchang did not have such good luck. As an outsider, he had no ability to resist the bacteria and viruses of this planet, and he was almost completely unprepared. In addition, he fell to this planet when he was injured, and his physique was very weak and more susceptible to bacterial erosion.
In fact, the baby face is not much better. Her face is a little red now, and occasionally there are short coughs, but she can still hold on.
Wuchang had a fever and was in a coma for three hours. Tiezhu could no longer watch him and rushed over and half-kneeled on the ground and said to Tongyan, "Sister Fairy, what should you do? If you need any medicinal herbs, I will go to the mountains to pick them immediately. Even if I need Wuyin Ganoderma lucidum, I can get it..."
Grandpa Tie, who was treated with modern antibiotics, also came over and said sincerely, "I am very familiar with this forest. I can help you with whatever you need..."
Tongyan looked at Tiezhu with a firm look and suddenly sighed, "Is this really life?" She thought for a while, and suddenly said, "I need blood. Your blood, I want to give me a big bowl... In addition, in the cave where we hide things, there is a light blue toolbox, you can also help me with it..."
After hearing this, Tiezhu took out a mountain knife and wanted to cut his arm, saying, "Is one bowl enough? I have a lot of blood, and even ten bowls are fine..."
"Oh, silly boy, go get the things first, come back and cut them..."
Tiezhu is worthy of being a child in the mountains. It took only three hours from departure to coming back. Tiezhu, who was sweating profusely, didn't even drink saliva. He cut his arm and a bowl of red blood water flowed like a full bowl.
"Oh, you stupid kid, why are you so cruel? Be gentle..."
"Haha, it's okay, I'm rough and thick-skinned, I'm not afraid..."
There is a small separator in Tongyan's portable tool box, which is an emergency tool, mainly filtering dirty water. It is also very useful to separate plasma now. This bowl of bright red cigar was refined into two needles of clear serum in a short while.
"Impermanence, I can't guarantee that this is effective. We can only treat it alive..." After saying that, she injected the serum into the vein of Wuchang. After the injection was completed, Tongyan injected another injection into herself because she now had symptoms of fever.
Seeing this, the two of Tiezhu and his grandson were completely stunned. They had seen this strange medical technique. Clear water was extracted from the bright red plasma and then injected into the blood vessels of living people? What is this to do? Is it a way to take away life from Tiezhu?
"Immortal, please don't take Xiaozhu away. He is still a child. He is the only seed of our Tie family..." Grandpa Tie completely believed that these two people were the messengers of the Sword God. With such strange medical skills, it was impossible for them to be mortals.
Facing the gods, mortals do not even have the courage to resist. Grandpa Tie kowtowed for the safety of his grandson, making his face laugh and cry.
"Cough cough cough... Grandpa, don't do this. We won't harm Tiezhu. The bowl of blood just now did not harm Tiezhu, and he would be safe..." Tongyan thought for a while, thinking that it would be useless to persuade him, so she continued.
"To be honest, although we are not gods, we can do things that gods can do. Tiezhu, a child, is destined to be with us, and we will always give him a way out..."
In one sentence, both of them were excited, especially Tiezhu was so excited that she cried out, "Woooo... Sister Fairy, thank you..."
Just when the room was warm, Wuchang suddenly opened his eyes, and he said in a faint voice, "Give me some water..."
Everyone present laughed. Since Wuchang wanted water to drink it, it means that the treatment was effective. But just as the iron bamboo poured tea, the wooden door of the thatched hut suddenly burst into countless pieces.
"Haha, little baby, little beauty, let's see where you can run to now..." As the words flashed through the door, it was the ice mage who escaped in the morning, Mr. Bingliu. The person who spoke was Jiang Shou, who was standing outside the yard watching the battle.
"Sister Fairy, run quickly... and run quickly with the messenger..." Tiezhu did not hesitate at all, and turned into a lightning to slash at the mage at the door, like a tiger.
"At worst, we can die together. If you don't let me live, I will let you die..."