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Chapter 33 The idea of ??creating a traveler

With the current level of people on Earth, it would be better to just drag an Earth person over.

Lin Hai quickly gave up this idea and instead thought of the possibility of another thing.

It’s not possible to bring a person here, but what about a soul?

With his strength, even if the time traveler wants to cause trouble, he can quickly suppress him.

Thinking of this, many thoughts came to his mind.

For example, take the soul of an earthling and be reborn in a goblin, and then wear an extremely simple 'system'.

For example, ‘Arch Druid System’?

It smells like a third-rate web game.

For example, let the time traveler improve the overall level of the tribe. Whether it is planting or breeding, he cannot stay there forever.

It's much better to find someone who looks natural.

After Lin Hai took a closer look at the goblin tribe, he made up his mind.

That’s right, it’s necessary to let the goblins lead the goblins to change. Without outstanding goblins, many things cannot be achieved.

It is true that he is the god worshiped by the goblins, but he is not a nanny and cannot be here all the time.

Since the goblins are not mature enough, let's bring in a mature 'goblin' wearing goblin skin.

After settling on his idea, Lin Hai stepped out of the gray portal and returned to Earth.

He wanted to find a suitable time traveler, and the conditions were as follows: first, he should be slightly disappointed with the real world, and preferably not have any worries.

Second, don’t be too ambitious, especially the kind of ‘careerist’ whose strength is not worthy of his ambition, or Long Aotian.

The young middle school boy who wanted to defy heaven and earth and kill gods and gods refused to be sensitive.

Third, he has a certain amount of love and a conscience in his heart, and he doesn’t want to find someone to bring trouble to the tribe in the past.

Fourth, it is best to be a young man in his twenties with mature outlook, preferably with a certain degree of education, preferably with a certain foundation in farming, and preferably with a certain amount of imagination.

The fifth and most important thing is that he is dying.

Lin Hai looked at the data he listed and felt quite dumbfounded.

Where can I find it?

Where can I find such a suitable candidate?

He shook his head, half-squinted his eyes, and suddenly turned into a black crow and took flight.

Pulling-

The black crow soared into the sky, riding on the fiery golden sunlight, and flew away from the house where he lived, gliding all the way.

It kept passing over branches, over mountains, past houses, and flew to a small town not far away.

In the street below, half of the sun was shining brightly. A little girl raised her hand excitedly, pointing her chubby little finger at the huge black crow flying over the street.

"Mom, mom, look, look, it's such a big black swallow."

There was excitement in her eyes, and she was very happy.

The middle-aged woman on the side raised her head belatedly and looked around blankly, but found nothing.

Lin Hai flapped his wings, his powerful wings gliding through the air, and streams of air pushed him to fly far away.

Where his goal is, he doesn't know.

Even if someone who meets his goals appears in front of him, he won't know it.

But he knew there was a place where the person he was looking for might be found.

That is, a hospital, a big hospital.

Modern youth are deeply fond of incurable diseases, have irregular diets, unhealthy food, and all kinds of junk food flood the market.

It also laid the foundation for their disaster.

Lin Hai shook his wings, caught up with a strong air current, and flew up on the air current.

His goal was the Central Hospital. He once had a friend who was a doctor, and what he said was particularly touching.

He said, "You can see all kinds of things in the world in the corridor of the hospital."

“I was overjoyed to see the test results…”

"I collapsed on the ground after seeing the test results..."

"Crying with my head in my arms..."

"Hiding his face and crying..."

"Crying while holding my mother..."

"There's everyone."

"I still remember a patient I saw, a very young man."

"Only 22 years old, suffering from pneumoconiosis. He is a very handsome young man. I heard that the conditions at home are not good..."

"In the hospital, joys and sorrows are staged every day."

Lin Hai squinted his golden eyes, groaned softly, and left the two black sparrows flying behind far behind.

After flying with all his strength for a long time, Lin Hai stood on a row of railings on the edge of the city slightly exhausted.

Once you get inside, you'll find a city full of cameras, and you'll be monitored wherever you go.

Lin Hai shook his wings, turned to look around, then jumped down, turning into a black shadow and traveling through the woods.

From the entrance of the woods on the other side, a turtle dove, slightly smaller than a pigeon, flew out, fluttering its wings and flying towards the center of the city.

Soon after, a gray-black turtle dove landed on the small tree next to the Central Hospital. It lowered its head and combed the hair on its chest, and arched its wings.

As soon as the red light went out, the crowds of people coming and going began to move. Not to mention the many people holding parasols, even those without umbrellas were too lazy to look up, looking lazy.

On the roof of a residential building near the hospital, a gray-black turtle dove landed on the ground, rolled around on the ground and turned into a black cat, shaking off the dust on its smooth fur.

The soft-haired black cat took two steps calmly, feeling a little awkward, especially the coolness behind its buttocks.

"Meow-"

The black cat let out a soft meow and trotted out of the building, leaving behind a series of greetings.

"Oh, whose cat is this?"

"Go quickly, walk farther."

"Still a black cat."

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"I'm sorry, Mr. Li."

A gentle word broke all the luck in my heart.

The young man sat on the chair with his waist hunched, as if he had lost all his strength, leaning softly on the back of the chair.

"Then how long can I live?" The hoarse voice no longer sounded like his own, and the young man asked, suppressing the unknown feeling in his heart.

"Please relax. There have been examples before where the deterioration was successfully alleviated with the cooperation of patients and doctors."

The doctor in a white coat said this, comforting him dryly.

The young man shook his head, took two deep breaths, and slowly became quiet.

He was silent for a moment, staring blankly at the golden sunshine with the breath of life outside the window.

He had never seen such beautiful scenery, nor such dim light.

He asked calmly, "Please tell me truthfully, how long I can live."

The doctor looked at him with bright eyes. After three or five seconds, he was defeated and lowered his head to sort out the bills.

"At most half a month."

The young man accepted this statement calmly. He was surprisingly not angry or desperate, but politely walked out with the medical record.

With a smile on his lips, he calmly straightened his clothes and walked out with his head held high.

"Meow-"

The young man turned his head and looked at the black cat sitting on the chair, pressing his tail with his front paws.


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