Lin Qianqian turned her head and looked at Jiang Shuran, who was on the far side.
"Shuran, are you confident in your ability to treat a full-time doctor?"
"Of course not."
If the occasion weren't so inappropriate, Jiang Shuran would have complained.
What a joke, she doesn't have that ability.
Although she was also very interested in healing the Dragon God, could a Dragon God's long-standing injury be an ordinary one?
"Could you describe the Dragon God's injuries?" Chu Zhou asked with great interest.
In the mall, only Lin Qianqian and Yun Ze had seen the scene of the Dragon God being injured in the illusion.
No one else knew the severity of the Dragon God's injuries, which had remained unhealed for thousands of years.
Based on Long Yi's description, it became clear that there was a black substance covering the Dragon God's wound, not only preventing it from healing but also attempting to erode the Dragon God's body.
For so many years, the Dragon God has devoted all his energy and strength to fighting against the invasion of the black substance.
"This black substance is very difficult to deal with. It can change shape at will, sometimes as black as ink, and sometimes transparent and invisible. It is impervious to water and fire, and as long as there is a suitable breeding ground, it can continuously divide and reproduce. It likes to parasitize living organisms, invading and controlling the objects it parasitizes. It is a kind of cold and evil life form."
"So troublesome?"
"Yes," Long Yi sighed in a mature and old-fashioned manner.
"However, the Beast God said that Boss Lin would have a solution."
As he spoke, he stood up and called out to a clansman behind him with black hair, purple eyes, and a cold appearance, "Long Chen, bring the things over here."
The dragon beastman named Long Chen immediately stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and slowly opened them, revealing a door in front of him.
He ducked half his body into the doorway, then came back out a few seconds later.
Then he stood by the door, one hand resting on the glowing door frame.
Upon seeing this, the other dragon beasts immediately took several steps back, clearing a large space in front of the door.
Soon after, boxes were thrown out of the portal.
Lin Qianqian looked up at the black-haired, purple-eyed dragon-beastman. He actually had a spatial portal. Was that his special ability?
In less than a minute, dozens of boxes of various sizes were piled up in the conference room. There were so many that many of them had to be moved outside the conference room.
When the portal finally stopped throwing boxes out, Long Chen turned to the side and effortlessly lifted the door frame with both hands, feeling as if the frame had no weight at all.
Then he placed his hands on either side of the door frame, and with a few quick folds, he folded it in half and then in half again, until the door became the size of a palm. Finally, he clapped his hands together, and the portal disappeared.
"Wow, that's amazing!" Chu Zhou rushed over and grabbed Long Chen's hands, turning them over and over to examine them.
"What's the principle behind this? Is it spatial connection or spatial folding? Is this your innate skill, or is it assisted by some kind of tool?"
The dragon beastman named Long Chen was a little taken aback by Chu Zhou's enthusiasm.
A blush rose to his face, and he involuntarily took a step back.
But Chu Zhou held his hands firmly, preventing him from retreating.
Long Chen tried desperately to pull his hands away, but he couldn't budge them! How could this be?
He was a dragon, yet he was outmatched in terms of strength?
Long Chen's beautiful purple eyes widened even more!
Heh! Little did he know, the person standing in front of him was a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
In addition, Chu Zhou's interest was greatly piqued by Long Chen's spatial gate technique.
Therefore, in Chu Zhou's eyes, Long Chen considered it the most valuable research item...
Lin Qianqian was both helpless and amused to see that Chu Zhou's old habit had relapsed.
She winked at Luo Zexuan, who immediately stepped forward and, with a mix of coaxing and pulling, finally managed to bring him back.
Seeing that he was finally free, Long Chen quickly disappeared back into his own group, hiding behind his companions and refusing to show himself again.
Here, Long Yi stood up and walked to the boxes.
He didn't say anything, but just glanced at the red-haired dragonman on the other side.
The red-haired dragonman immediately understood and stepped forward to open one of the boxes.
Once the lid was opened, it revealed a box full of red sacred stones, which are fire-type spirit stones.
Another box was opened, and it was full of blue holy stones.
Next box, yellow holy stones...
Lin Qianqian thought these boxes contained sacred stones, and was somewhat disappointed, as she had hoped the dragons would produce something different.
Sigh, it's just a sacred stone. It doesn't really attract Lin Qianqian. She has a spirit stone mountain and a spirit stone mine in her space. She doesn't care about it at all.
Just as Lin Qianqian was losing interest, Long Yi walked up to a particularly large box. The box was too tall for him to reach.
The tall, red-haired dragonman immediately came over to open the box.
As soon as the box was opened, it emitted a faint sense of oppressive power.
Lin Qianqian stood up and looked into the box; it contained a box of dragon scales.
The dragons gave her dragon scales?
"This is the reverse scale that fell off when one of our dragon clan members passed away."
So that's its Achilles' heel; no wonder it exudes such pressure.
Before Lin Qianqian could think further, the red-haired dragonman opened several more large boxes with gold trim.
Wow, so sparkly! All sorts of exquisite, glittering objects: gold goblets, gold pocket watches, gold clocks, and more.
Most importantly, they are all inlaid with various gemstones, making them look very valuable.
The trace of dragon blood that hadn't been expelled from Lin Qianqian's body began to boil again.
That wasn't all; Long Yi opened a smaller box.
Wow, a whole box of crowns! Various shapes, various materials, inlaid with gold and jade, absolutely gorgeous!
When Lin Qianqian was still an ordinary person, she dreamed of one day wearing a puffy dress and a sparkling jeweled crown, and being a princess for a day.
Later, she cultivated immortality, wore ancient costumes and hairpins, and became a beautiful fairy, thus suppressing her princess dream to the sidelines.
But now, she wants to be a princess again!
Wait, something's not right!
This is the world of beasts!
Does the Beast World have crowns? Are there gold and gemstone pocket watches, or utensils inlaid with gold and jade?
This world shouldn't be like this, all rough and tumble!
Is it because they are gods that they use such exquisite and gorgeous things?
Moreover, these items are imbued with special energy, making them closer to magical artifacts and treasures.
This is not right, this is not right, these things definitely do not belong to this world.
But why are they here?
Seemingly noticing Lin Qianqian's confusion, Long Yi pointed to some boxes and explained, "These are what we plan to use to exchange items with the mall."
"The items in these gold-rimmed wooden boxes are gifts for Boss Lin. These items do not belong to our Dragon Clan; they were given to us by a gentleman who was a guest in the Dragon Clan."
"A guest, sir?"
Lin Qianqian suddenly remembered the man in military uniform she had seen in the illusion.
"right."
Long Yi didn't say anything more, but waved for the other dragons to leave, leaving only Long Chen and Long Yan. Long Yan was the red-haired dragon.
It seems that what I'm about to say shouldn't be known by too many people, not even the dragons.
After the dragons had all left, Long Yi continued to explain.
"That gentleman is a guest of the Dragon Clan, and he was also injured. Many years ago, he and the Dragon God were taken back to the Holy Mountain by the clan elders. Like the Dragon God, he needs to sleep for a period of time from time to time to store up strength to fight against the worsening of his injuries. This time, before he fell asleep, he seemed to have a premonition of something and left these things behind. He said that when he needed to give a gift to a special person, he should send these along with it."
At this moment, Yunze, who had been silent all along, spoke up.
"Who is that guest? Where is he from? How much do you know about him?"
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