Chapter 743 If There Is Still Hope

Zhan Tingbei's words hurt him deeply.

What if?

What if there really is a glimmer of hope? What if they are just ignorant?

The third elder's heart couldn't help but tremble.

After a brief thought, he suddenly raised his head and told Zhan Tingbei the truth.

The third elder's illness began to appear three months ago.

There were no other symptoms. At first he was just sleepy, then he started coughing up blood in the morning, and recently, his legs often became weak for no apparent reason, and he even fainted.

They all thought that the elder was old and in poor health, but one morning a month ago, they received an anonymous letter.

There was only one sentence in the letter: he was poisoned by Fuyuki.

This poison is a highly toxic fruit produced by a plant unique to Jiyue Island. It requires a special production process and goes through a lot of hardships to make.

In the past few decades, no one on Jiyue Island has succeeded in making this poison. The last person who made it has passed away.

Only the creator of this poison knows how to cure it.

After receiving the email, they immediately began investigating and pinpointed a tournament that took place a few months ago.

At that time, the Great Elder was facing a warrior from Continent S. After the two exchanged dozens of moves, the warrior gradually lost the upper hand. At this time, he asked for a break in the middle of the game.

The Great Elder readily agreed, and the moment he turned around, the warrior came over quickly, held his hand, and pricked his palm with a tiny needle.

At that time, he thought that this despicable guy had used something to make him lose the game, but not only did he not lose, but he defeated his opponent again and again.

Later, they caught the man and interrogated him.

The latter insisted that he was just possessed by a ghost and wanted to use a little trick to win the competition and win the respect of others.

No one took it to heart at all.

By the time you realize something is wrong, it's too late.

That letter was sent by the warrior. By the time they found this person, he had already contracted an incurable disease and only had a few days left to live.

The second and third elders interrogated this man in turns, and they were just about to drag out his ancestors and whip their corpses.

Unfortunately, he came to a conclusion that he didn't know who made the poison, but someone bought the life of the great elder.

At that time, the Great Elder's health condition was already very unwell and he was no longer able to manage the affairs of the alliance.

When the three of them got together, they made the most pessimistic plan.

"So, you want to hide it from me too?" Qiao Yanmeng walked out from the darkness and smiled bitterly.

The third elder turned around, looking helpless.

Now he couldn't hide it anymore, he really didn't know what to do.

"I'll go ask other people if they know how to cure this poison." Zhan Tingbei walked out, leaving time and space to Qiao Yanmeng.

The Third Elder faced her alone, feeling even more guilty.

"Meng Meng..." He called her weakly.

Qiao Yanmeng took a deep breath and said, "It's time to stop talking. Let's work together to find a solution."

In the ward, the first elder leaned against the bed unhappily. When he saw Qiao Yanmeng and the third elder come in, he understood immediately.

"Old Third, why are you so careless with your words? Don't you have any idea of ​​what to say and what not to say? You are so grown up, do you still need others to teach you this?"

The first elder glared at the third elder coldly, with a ferocious look.

The third elder knew that he was in the wrong, so he lowered his head and said nothing in anger.

"Well, if it weren't for the Third Master, I wouldn't have known you were poisoned until now. Are you planning to hide it from me and die somewhere else? I won't even be able to find anyone to collect your body!"

Qiao Yanmeng's eyes were cold and stern, and it was obvious that she was angry.

The great elder curled his lips, not knowing what to say.

"I'll have people check medical systems around the world. If there are any clues, they'll notify us immediately." Zhan Tingbei put his hand on Qiao Yanmeng's shoulder, signaling her to stay calm.

"How about this? You just post a bounty online and ask whoever can cure Fuyuki's poison to help us at any cost. How do you think?" Qiao Yanmeng suggested.

Zhan Tingbei nodded, "This can also be done at the same time."

Ever since she learned that the Great Elder had been poisoned, Qiao Yanmeng had no other thoughts in her mind, and she would occasionally miss even her daily necessary work and program recordings.

I spend 70 to 80 percent of my time in the villa, accompanying them and preventing them from escaping.

"Meng Meng, just go and do what you need to do. We three old guys also need private space. You are guarding here every day. Are you afraid that we will fly away?" The third elder was a little annoyed and tried to send Qiao Yanmeng, this big Buddha, away.

"Don't even think about it." Qiao Yanmeng said lightly.

Then continue working on your computer.

"It's so boring. It would be great if there was something fun to do." The great elder slumped on the sofa, looking at the ceiling in boredom.

The second elder also expressed helplessness.

Suddenly, two lights flashed in Qiao Yanmeng's mind.

"Wait." She put down the computer and walked out.

The three of them looked at each other, wondering what Qiao Yanmeng was going to do.