Chapter 347: Enough of the fuss!
About a year later, Apostle Buluo took the initiative to find Bingjiao, which was rare.
"You really found a talent for me."
"That sword-carrying carp destroyed sixteen second-level black tombstones, three third-level black tombstones, and injured seventy-nine ghouls in one year. She never stopped for a day, carrying a sword on her back and stabbing people everywhere every day!"
"If I hadn't personally sent you here, I would have suspected that you had been turned against me."
Seeing Buluo's gloomy face, Bingjiao's brain froze.
"But the sword-carp looks normal."
"Normal? It looks quite normal."
Buluo gnashed his teeth and said, "She is a lunatic. She came here just to learn from Shiohisa and challenge the limits of life and death with ghouls and black tombstones... It's all because of Shiohisa who set this precedent!"
“…”
Bingjiao felt a little guilty.
To be honest, he did feel that there was something wrong with the sword-carping carp at the beginning.
But after finally finding a mission target, he didn't ask too many questions. After all, how much trouble could a person cause in a foreign country with a child?
Although Bingjiao said it was his fault, he didn't think so in his heart.
I have found someone, and he is a very rare sword bearer. If you cannot effectively utilize the talent, it means you have not done a good job in placement.
"Now, I'll give you a mission, bring that crazy woman back. I've asked Mayor Slymod for leave on your behalf."
Buluo said coldly: "Now, immediately, go right away."
Helpless, Bingjiao had to set off.
The feeling of returning to my hometown is both familiar and strange.
What is familiar is that the overall environment here has not changed, with large areas of swamps and mud, frogs everywhere, and a damp, muddy smell in the air.
What is strange is that a city has been built in the ghost world.
This city is adjacent to the Pillar Mountain and is called [Black Stone City]. The name actually comes from the black tombstones. The city itself is made up of many black tombstones, and the mayor of the city is also its founder, Bingdu.
In Bingjiao's eyes, it was very simple, with no gravel road surface, no clear road signs, no public buildings with clear functions, and not even a notice board - that was the oldest public facility in the Yao city, having existed in the world two eras ago.
But we have already created something from nothing, so we can’t ask for too much.
Having lived in the Sand City for so long, Bingjiao felt mixed emotions when he saw the empty appearance of this place. The real gap was in all aspects, and the Ghost Realm still had a long way to go.
After some investigation, Bingjiao found the sword-carrying carp in the castle of Zhushan Mountain.
She was walking in the garden with the castle's hostess, Ms. Mina, and her young apprentice Fu Jianyu was following behind them. This master and apprentice pair did look normal.
"Welcome new guests." Ms. Mina smiled.
Bingjiao expressed his purpose in a reserved and vague manner.
"You two can chat first. I still have to go water the roses. Fu Jianyu, come here. I'll teach you how to grow roses."
Ms. Mina considerately made an excuse to leave and took the little girl with her.
Facing Fu Jianli, Bingjiao said, "Miss Fu Jianli, please follow me back to Sand City."
"don't want."
"...You have already hurt many people here and caused a lot of trouble for everyone."
"According to the tradition of Sword Bearers, whoever wins has the final say. If you beat me, I'll listen to you."
The wooden sword on the back of the sword-carrying carp flew out and was held in her left hand.
The female swordsman's eyes were calm, with the tip of her sword pointing forward.
"I am a doctor who treats illnesses, not advocates violence."
Bingjiao forced a stiff smile.
The way of thinking of this clan of sword bearers is indeed different from that of ordinary people.
Inadvertently, Bingjiao noticed that the sleeve of Fujianli's right arm was empty: "What's your right hand?"
The sword-carping carp glanced at the long sleeve on his right arm and said, "I was eaten by a ghoul when I was fighting with it before."
"We can find a merchant to order prosthetic limbs from the Furnace Clan. This shouldn't be a problem."
Bingjiao said something to comfort her, and then said, "So come back with me first, and we'll come back next time."
"don't want."
Fu Jianli was firm: "It's just the loss of an arm. One hand is enough for fighting."
Bingjiao was furious after hearing this.
How can doctors do their jobs if patients are as stubborn as you? He said seriously, "It's just a lost arm. Do you know what will happen if the wound is not treated professionally?"
"The wound will continue to fester, gradually affecting the bones and flesh. You didn't use anesthetic when you cleaned the wound, did you? You should feel itchy and numb from time to time on your right arm, right?"
Carp with sword in hand was stunned: "...How did you know?"
"I'm a doctor!"
Bingjiao said: "Ghouls are extremely poisonous, and this toxin will slowly and continuously act on the flesh and blood. You have fought with dozens of ghouls, and the wounds you have sustained have accumulated a lot of toxins. If you can't get targeted treatment, you will have trouble walking and talking, not to mention swinging a sword."
“…”
The sword-carrying carp was silenced by a combination of punches from professional knowledge.
Bingjiao was very proud. This was the confidence that knowledge gave me. What I said just now was a little exaggerated, but I did not rule out this possibility. This was not considered deceiving the patient.
Fu Jianli suddenly said, "I heard from the ghouls that you are a very good doctor. Even if treating ghosts will consume your life, you will take the initiative to help ghosts, unlike some ghost doctors who will hide or refuse to help... They all remember you, and without your name, they will not spar with me."
Bingjiao waved his hand: "It's all in the past."
She didn't hear anything about the toxin infection.
Wait, my name? This guy is using my name to beat up ghouls?
Bingjiao's sympathy for Fujianli losing his right arm turned into anger.
"You used my name to attack them?"
Fu Jianli said: "Are you angry? If you can beat me, I can teach you whatever you want."
Bingjiao gnashed his teeth when he heard this.
Fu Jianli said: "They asked me why you didn't come back, I told them that you always said you were busy, but in fact you were busy drinking, playing chess and sleeping late. Many people know it."
Bingjiao clenched his fists and said, "What nonsense are you talking about! Doctors are very busy at work!"
"You don't really want to go back home. You hate this place, don't you?"
White mist rose from Bingjiao's body and rushed straight into the sky.
When he came to his senses, Bingjiao found that his hands had already strangled the slender neck of Fujianli, and under his feet was a wooden sword that had been broken into several pieces.
A large amount of blood was oozing from the corner of the sword-carping carp's mouth, and it looked like it was only breathing its last breath.
What on earth did I do? Bingjiao hurriedly took out the heart pills he carried with him and stuffed them into her mouth: "Hold on, I'll take you back to Sand City for treatment."
Fu Jianli coughed and said, "You are just as I thought. The power in your body... is so strong that it makes me excited!"
"I've always wanted to fight you. But you always refuse, so I just try to piss you off and see...it actually works."
"Don't talk. I'll take you back to heal your wounds first."
Bingjiao carried it on his back.
"What was that move? It's the one that punched me just now..." Fu Jianli asked while spitting blood.
"Shut up!"
In the distance, Mina was watching the whole process from among the flowers.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Is this how young people express their emotions nowadays?
Times have really changed. We were much gentler back then.
Ms. Mina waved her hand and touched Fu Jianyu's hair: "This is an adult making friends, children should not learn from him."
…
Lu Yao opened a can of Coke, tilted his head back and took a big sip.
Taking a hot bath after exercise makes your whole body feel refreshed and you won’t feel cold at all.
He returned to the computer and looked at the screen.
There are two prompts on the simulator.
[Bingjiao invented: hourglass timer]
——Great God, one of our believers has performed a feat far beyond his peers. Do we need to transform him into a hero?
【whether】
The funeral horn has converted his faith? Lu Yao checked the entry.
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[Hourglass Timer]: A tool invented by Bingjiao that can calculate time more accurately.
…
Before this, the Yao people measured time based on the shadow of the sun. Smaller units of time were measured by making holes in the bottom of containers or pots and letting water drip down.
Water droppers are used in different places, and accuracy is always a problem.
With the hourglass, not only did it become easier to standardize timers, but it was also small and easy to carry, making it possible for widespread use.
The hourglass became an important invention of Sand City and was widely spread.
Considering that there are very few people of the Bing clan who have integrated into the Yao clan's beliefs.
The title of hero is well deserved.
Lu Yao clicked on the name and the screen jumped to somewhere outside the Sand City.
Bingjiao was confronting a swordsman named Fujianli.
With the birth of the hero, Zangjiao has his own portrait.
The picture shows a man who looks like a zombie. He is wearing a white robe and is treating a ghostly patient with a faint figure.
There is a sentence written below.
——By inventing a timer, we can see how serious the procrastination problem is.
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[Dragonborn LV21] Funeral Horn
HP: 1499/1499Mana : 573/573Damage : 22Defense : 15Speed : 12 [Tombstone Builder]
【Ghost Doctor LV4】
【Dragon Gate】
When extremely angry, he will enter the [Ride a Dragon to Heaven] state, with all attributes greatly increased. The duration is related to the level of this ability.
…
Lu Yao noticed that at this time Bingjiao and the sword-carping carp were fighting.
Cut to the battle scene.
Bingjiao was covered in white mist, and the symbol [Ride a Dragon to Heaven] was displayed above his head. His damage reached 30, his defense increased to 23, and his speed reached 15 points, completely crushing the swordsman on the opposite side.
The level of the sword-carrying carp is also LV20. She is still jumping around, and the wooden sword in her hand can actually slash and stab in a small range, but it can only cause relatively low damage to the funeral horn.
Her attribute panel was completely suppressed, causing her health to quickly drop to the bottom.
Both sides left the battle scene.
Bingjiao broke the opponent's wooden sword and threw it on the ground: "Have you had enough of this?"
An exclamation mark suddenly appeared above his head.
"This is God's will..."
Bingjiao immediately knelt down to express his gratitude: "I am extremely honored to receive the gift from Lord Yaoshen. Bingjiao will firmly believe in it and continue to contribute to Sand City."
After a while, he stood up and looked to the side: "Why do you keep pestering me? If you need to treat the disease, go and treat it. If you want to fight, go to the martial arts tournament. I'm just a ghost doctor."
The seriously injured Carp with Sword on his back said, "Fighting is the way the Carrier of Sword expresses his appreciation and gratitude. I will come to you again."
"Also, could you please stop breaking my wooden sword? This is the third one you've destroyed."
"If you dare to come again, I will break it!"
Her appeal was fruitless, so she left in a trance.
A cloud of thoughts flew out of Bingjiao's head: "There are more and more patients in this world. I have to prescribe some medicine for her next time."
…
This was a situation Lu Yao had not expected.
The Sword-Carrying Clan has not adapted well to this world.
Thanks: Qingfeng Yu Mengyi for supporting 300 Qidian coins.
(End of this chapter)