Xin Jing was surprised and said:

"How is this possible, Atang! Didn't the member of the Pure White Blade, Long Te, just go up? He is a mid-level second-level Paladin who focuses on healing!"

The little girl Atang said with tears in her eyes:

"Everyone's injuries are too severe. Because they took a lot of sharp eye potions, secret potions of the sky, and strength potions before, they have developed drug resistance. The effect of the alchemical healing potion has been greatly reduced, and there are not many left. Therefore, Mr. Longte, who just went up, has used up all his stored spell slots. He only saved Uncle Luke and the others from danger, and Uncle Feili has already fainted!"

Xin Jing said in shock:

"A mid-level second-level paladin should have at least nine slow-healing spell slots and five fast-healing spell slots, but he only saved four people! This..."

At this time, two more people came down from the mountain path above. One of them was tall, with shining armor on his body. He carried a cross on his back, and there was a faint light shining behind him, forming crosses, which then slowly dissipated. This was the characteristic of a paladin.

The other elderly man was of sturdy build, with a bandage on his right eye, from which blood was faintly seeping. His face was covered with gray beard, and he was wearing standard metal armor. Despite this, he walked with great vigor and looked very majestic.

It is worth mentioning that Du Yuqi noticed at a glance that the elderly man was also wearing a ring shining with black light on his ring finger, which looked very similar to the obsidian ring he had stolen from the clown.

As soon as the old man with a white beard appeared, Atang and Xinjing stood up at the same time and shouted:

"Deputy Captain!"

Deputy Head Lu Da said in a deep voice:

"Priest Longte has tried his best. The main reason is that the enemy's attack was too fierce this time, so everyone was seriously injured and the injuries were very complicated... Xinjing, didn't you summon someone with healing talent? Why hasn't he come yet?"

Xin Jing immediately said:

"I'm coming! I just arrived... Hey, why are you still here if you're not going to save people?"

The last "Ah" was yelled out completely in two tones, rising directly into a high pitch, almost like a scream.

It turned out that at this time, Du Yuqi had already seized the time to open his backpack and began to count the things. As soon as he opened it, he couldn't help but sigh! Because the things in the backpack were already a mess! And it was a mess that didn't make sense.

For example, the penicillin injection he brought with him, the outer glass was not broken, but the transparent and colorless liquid inside had evaporated completely. Another example was a bottle of dexamethasone tablets, only half of which was left, and the disinfectant iodine next to it had completely turned into the taste of beer, ahem, freshly fermented draft beer.

Obviously, this was a mutation that occurred during the space travel. Du Yuqi even discovered that even the dagger he had brought with him for trial and the crossbow he had ordered from Taobao had completely disappeared. As for the curare tree sap that he had mixed with great difficulty, it had also turned into a small ball of gray powder...

Of course, the rest of the people had no idea about Du Yuqi’s true situation. They just saw him flustered and messed up the things he brought with him, and thought that he might be a complete novice, a big fake, and it was a huge mistake to summon him!

The deputy head was quite cultured. He sighed, shook his head and said nothing. He went straight to the alloy bunker in front to inspect. Xin Jing had already jumped up and screamed, pointing at Du Yuqi and said:

"You, what are you still dithering about! If you are good at medical treatment, then go and save people! You useless piece of shit!"

Seeing this woman yelling and cursing while coughing up blood, Du Yuqi knew that she was actually very worried about her companions, so she didn't find it strange and could only smile bitterly:

"My medicine and treatment tools are all in this bag. They were in a mess when I was summoned. How can I save him if I don't organize them properly? What if I use the wrong medicine?"

Xin Jing couldn't find any words to refute what Du Yuqi said, and was choked. The little girl next to her, Atang, seemed to have already determined that Du Yuqi was a big fake, and she immediately covered her face and cried bitterly:

"Uncle Feili, I'm sorry! Why did I say anything so much that the teacher chose such a person? If I had known this would happen, I would have chosen the cat demon herbalist!"

The Paladin Long Te next to him looked at Du Yuqi with disdain and said:

"The God of Contract is watching us. All lies will be exposed and punished!"

Then he went to help move stones to prepare for the enemy's next attack. Although he had used up his healing spell slots, the Paladin's close combat ability was still very strong. It could be called a mobile fortress wearing plate armor. Its weakness was its relatively slow movement speed. However, it was a perfect match, especially when used to defend narrow passes and vital points.

Faced with such a situation, Du Yuqi naturally felt very uncomfortable, but he couldn't refute it for the time being. He quickly cleaned his mountaineering bag and found that although he had filled a large bag with things, after passing through this dimensional channel, more than half of the things had encountered various inexplicable problems. It was probably caused by the sudden change of the world's laws. At this time, the remaining usable things were less than half.

Fortunately, Du Yuqi found that, except for the destroyed medicines, the remaining medicines he brought with him were almost all effective. This was a blessing in disguise, right? He also knew that the wounded seemed to have been carried upstairs, so he ignored the looks of the people around him, stood up silently, and walked up the mountain path next to him.

After climbing about forty or fifty steps around the steep winding mountain path, Du Yuqi felt that the view in front of him suddenly opened up. It turned out that he had reached the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is quite flat, with a clear spring gurgling next to it. It is surrounded by clouds and mist, giving a feeling of overlooking all the mountains. You can see an old wooden totem facing the cliff, with traces of sacrifice underneath.

It can be seen that there are at least fifteen or sixteen wounded lying on the top of the mountain. Some are unconscious, while others are resting with their eyes closed. A group of people have gathered together, shouting nervously. As soon as Du Yuqi went up, he saw a big man crying, kneeling on the ground dejectedly, and then he put his hands in his hair and cried loudly:

"Uncle can't do it anymore!"

Du Yuqi frowned, then walked over amid the crying, pushed a few people aside, and said impatiently:

"Make way, make way, let me see first. If you have time, don't cry, help clear the place!"