Chapter 107

Green picked up the knife and asked, "Who is the person who came in?"

"It's Cream."

Cream replied.

"Cream is gone, who are you?"

Green questioned him.

"I really am. I am Cream. Look at me carefully."

Cream took a step forward.

He really didn't believe in evil.

Well, Green really didn't recognize him.

Green's knife chopped directly at him.

This is too bad.

Cream had to retreat until he was outside the room door and closed the door for Green to block Green's gaze from him.

If Green looked at him like this at ordinary times, he would be very happy, but now he just felt sad.

The doctor came over with a medicine box.

"You just went in. Is the adult okay?"

The doctor looked at Cream and asked.

"No, it seems to be more serious than before. I remember that it was not like this when I came last time. He was fine at that time, not unconscious like this."

Cream replied.

"It seems that the medicine needs to be changed. The current prescription is relatively mild. If we want to change it to a more effective one, we have to fight poison with poison, but it is easy to die. We have to ask him first."

The doctor looked at his medicine box and said to himself.

"Then why didn't you ask him earlier?"

Cream asked.

"Because everyone thought it was no big deal before. There is an ever-victorious general in this room, who has never been defeated. We all thought that this time would not be much different from the past."

The doctor frowned and sighed.

"Can you still go in when he is like this?"

Cream expressed doubt.

"Not for now, so you have to wait until he is calm before going in. His temper will be better at that time. But you can't wait until he is completely asleep before going in, otherwise he will kill people.

Before, a person who didn't know the situation went in and wanted to touch him, but he stabbed him. That person is still being rescued, and I don't know if he can survive.

Even if he can survive, he probably won't dare to approach this room again in the future."

The doctor said.

"Does he not recognize anyone in his condition?"

Cream was still unwilling

to give up. "Yes, he doesn't recognize anyone, especially if it's someone close to him. If it's a stranger who wants to get close to him, he doesn't recognize him in the first place, so it will be better."

The doctor told him in a sad tone.

He nodded and turned away.

After leaving Green's mansion, he entered the prison and found the captured people from Junk Town. It took him a day and a night to get the solution to the poison from them.

"It can only be relieved, not cured?"

Cream asked.

"Yes, it can't. If there is a way to cure it, we won't use it as a weapon against the enemy."

The people from Junk Town whispered.

Cream turned and left, found the people who were researching the antidote, and told them the news he had just received.

They were stunned for a moment after hearing it, and quickly made a relief drug according to the news.

Cream took the medicine and rushed to Green's residence.

But when he arrived at Green's room, there was already a circle of people gathered there, as if something was happening. He pulled someone to ask.

"What happened here?"

"After drinking the new medicine that fights poison with poison, the lord went into a state of frenzy.

Many people were injured in order to control him.

He is finally calm now, but he is covered in blood, and those medicines can no longer be used.

Because in his current state, those medicines will only become double the poison and kill him.

Everyone was at a loss, and suddenly someone said that someone in his hometown had used datura to treat diseases, so the doctors urgently used the ointment made of datura.

They also added tobacco leaves to it to adjust the properties of the medicine, trying to avoid excessive stimulation of the medicine, causing excessive bleeding or acute fever.

Before you came, the freshly made medicine had already been used by the lord, and now the lord is slowly falling asleep."

The servant answered in a low voice.

They were now worried that if they spoke too loudly they would wake up the people inside.

If Green was awakened by them again, it would probably take some effort to press him back.

No one wanted to get hurt again.

Although no one wanted to see this kind of situation, after all, the unconscious Green did not intend to hurt others, and no one really died, so they couldn't blame him.

The atmosphere at the scene was very cold, as if it had just snowed, and the sun came out in the sky, melting the snow, but it was even colder than when it snowed.

Cream shuddered, reached into his pocket, and held the relieving agent he brought with him.

He still remembered what he heard the other party say when he faced the prisoners from Garbage Town in prison before.

The relief agent, one of the raw materials must not coexist with tobacco leaves, otherwise it will cause internal heat and external cold, increasing the toxicity.

Another raw material must not coexist with mandrake, otherwise it will cause immediate death.

In other words, the relief agent he brought now can no longer be used for Green, because these things have now become double poison.

He never intended to kill Green.

But this situation is really easy to make people collapse.

He stood in the yard, the sunlight really fell, shining on his eyes, white and red in front of his eyes, but he just felt confused.

Where should I go next, what should I do next, who should I meet next.

Everything was meaningless.

He just wanted to get closer to Green, but Green was surrounded by a group of people in the room. He couldn't get close to him at all. Moreover, those people might be more useful than him, and he couldn't drive them away.

He didn't have the qualifications.

This was even more sad.

He wanted to cry loudly, but his throat seemed to be hoarse and he couldn't make any sound. His eyes seemed to be burned by fire. They were just red and painful, but no tears came out.

He staggered to a place where no one was, and laughed muffledly. How interesting it was. Now there was only one way to go, which was death. No matter how you think about it, you can only die.

Then why pretend?

Pretending is so disgusting!

They all deserve to die. How can they live?

Now you can't disturb the patients to rest, but it doesn't matter, you can disturb the damned.

He left Green's mansion with a smile on his face and returned to the prison. The people in the prison trembled when they saw him, especially when they saw a smile on his face. They were even more terrified.

He smiled at them and said, "Don't be afraid. It's normal to feel dizzy. It won't hurt soon."

They were skeptical, and heard a click.

It really didn't hurt anymore, because the head had fallen off.

He held the severed head like a friend and whispered in the other's ear, "I have dirty my hands by sending you off. I should have asked someone else to come, but I really should have done something.

How can you deserve to die here? This place is much cleaner than you. Since you forced him to die, I want you to be buried with him on his way. This is fair!

Everyone will die. He will die a little later than you, but in much more pain, and you will die more painfully than him. Die earlier, but much more easily, and everyone will have a bright future.

How wonderful!

We will all be very happy.

Let's meet underground!

Maybe we can even see your ancestors.

Then I will burn them all in a fire, okay? I hope you like this meeting gift. "

From the time they saw him to the time they died, the time in between was no more than ten minutes, and that included the time he talked to them with a smile on his face. He patted his clothes and walked out.

The people next to him asked cautiously: "What should we do with those corpses?"

"Burn them in a fire, grind the bones and scatter the ashes, so that they won't get sick after death and affect more people."

He smiled at the people around him in an extremely gentle tone.

If he could smile a little more normally, perhaps the people around him wouldn't want to kneel down when he saw him.

But he had no time to look in the mirror on the way here, and he didn't care what these people thought. He was now in a trance, like a jellyfish floating in the dark deep sea.

Maybe someone else asked some other questions later, and he answered them, but he didn't remember what questions he heard or what he said.

He left the prison in a daze and returned to Green's residence. It seemed that he had been going back and forth between these two places for the past few days, but he hadn't accomplished anything.

It was as if there was a huge black hole in front of him. He plunged into it, and there was nothing inside. The things he originally had also fell away. Time flew away, and he became part of the darkness.

And in this darkness, there was only emptiness.

This was all he had left.

He found a bench in the garden of Green's residence and sat down, and felt a note in his pocket.

Among the group of people who were captured with him, someone actually dared to secretly hijack the medicinal materials that should have been delivered to Green, resulting in the doctor who treated Green being unable to make a complete medicine.

The medicine was not effective enough, and Green could not be treated better, which led to his current condition. If he had received the complete medicine at the beginning, perhaps his condition would have been better.

This is really too bad.

He rolled up the note, stuffed it back into his pocket, got up and left, found the man, and dragged him away.

"What are you going to do? How dare you do this to me. Do you know who is behind me?"

The man struggled and shouted.

"If you don't want to die now, you'd better be quiet."

He said to the man who was already a little strange.

He probably recognized this man before he was captured, but it was not a big deal because many people knew Green, but those people could not help him now.

"You dare to threaten me, do you think I was scared? I am not afraid of you. Even if we are in a new place now, each with his own master, you cannot be my master.

I don't know anything else, but your master is dying soon. Why

don't you go back and wag your tail at him?"

The man who was grabbed by the collar asked.