"There are no masters in this world! Everyone should believe in science!" Anchor No. 3 nodded and concluded.
Everyone nodded and gave up the idea.
However, as time passed and the time of No. 4's death drew closer, the interstellar people had no time to think too much!
After all, this person is going to die!
Whatever the method is, go and give it a try!
It's better than just lying there and dying, right?!
In this way, the interstellar expedition team inquired in the Fog City for a long time and finally invited a famous master.
It was a warm and sunny afternoon.
The master stroked his beard, entered the house, looked at the surrounding layout, and nodded from time to time.
"This tree is in a good location. Placing it here will bring wealth and prosperity to the family..." He began to admire, but paused when he noticed the anxious expressions of the people around him.
He subconsciously took back his words and said, "Where is the patient? Take me to see him!"
The person who invited him in nodded immediately and raised his hand, saying, "Master, please come this way!"
Several people walked quickly and arrived at room number four.
After the master entered the room, he frowned subconsciously.
There was a strange smell in the room.
"Why does it stink so much?!" He pinched his nose subconsciously.
The StarCraft people were a little embarrassed and quickly explained: "Sorry, we clean every day!"
Although the interstellar people have paid great attention to hygiene and use vinegar to disinfect from time to time, no matter how hard they try, the design of the house is like this, and the smell is indeed difficult to dissipate.
Of course, it would be best if No. 4 could change rooms from time to time.
The problem is, the whole house is so small, and it's big enough for a family of five or six, but there are more than thirty of them!
Except for No. 4 who had his own room, the others all lived in groups. Their rooms were filled with things, making it difficult for them to exchange things with No. 4.
The master frowned and took a long time to adjust to the taste.
"Okay! Let's go see the patient!" He tried his best to hold his breath, thinking that he would leave here immediately after he finished seeing the patient!
The interstellar man didn't waste any time and brought the master directly to the bed.
The master looked at No. 4's face seriously, nodding and shaking his head, and no one knew what he was thinking.
The interstellar people guarding nearby followed his gaze, sometimes nervous, sometimes relaxed, making their emotions a little confused.
Fortunately, the master was very quick in diagnosing the disease and got results soon.
"Don't worry! I already know his physical condition!" After the master said this, he immediately rushed out the door and took a deep breath of fresh air.
The people in the galaxy didn't care and looked at him expectantly.
"Master, how can we save our brother?"
"It's very simple," the master pondered for a moment, "all it takes is a spell."
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