Planeswalker My Plane War

Chapter 127 Positioning the Backpack
"Did the test result come out?" Zhang Cheng asked, suppressing the rancidity in his mind and the desire to vomit.

"Ten more minutes." Thomas shrugged and said. "Don't be like this, this speed is already very fast, the top speed in the United States."

Zhang Cheng nodded.He's leaning back in a chair now, stroking his forehead with his right hand.He knew he didn't have a fever to be honest, but a hand on his forehead would make him feel better.The Book of the Planeswalker is really a bad thing, and it feels uncomfortable to lose the san value.Fortunately, this San value will recover by itself... He has a faint intuition in his heart that maybe this state cannot be recovered naturally.

Surrounded by white and bright hospitals, there are very few people, only occasionally a man and woman in white will pass by.He and Thomas were the only two people in this waiting room.

To be honest, although I thought this profiteer was disgusting before, he raised the price arbitrarily.But now I can feel that in such a foreign country, it is really important to have someone beside me who will help me greet each other before and after the run.At least it will save you a lot of trouble, and your mood will be much calmer.Well, if Zhang Cheng came by himself, then the language barrier alone would be a bigger problem.

Although you can use the simultaneous translation software on your mobile phone, after all, that kind of thing is separated by a layer, and communication is stumbling.

"Dear friend, you should feel very lucky. This is the best hospital in the country," Thomas said.But Zhang Cheng is now immune to words like "best" in Thomas's mouth.Everything around Thomas is the best in this country or even the world, whether it is himself, the gun he uses, the shooting range he is in, the pizza he eats or the hospital he chooses.

Of course, having said that, this hospital is indeed the kind of general hospital that is known to be very tall at a glance.It is not surprising that a small border town has a modern shooting range, but it is a bit strange to have such a tall hospital.You know, most of the hospitals in this country are private and they want to make money. Does this small town have so many patients?

"How can there be such a good hospital in this place." Zhang Cheng asked casually.

"Ha, you are asking the right person this question - of course there are customers here." Thomas replied with a smile.

"This... What is the population of this city?" If he remembered correctly, this is a small town, and the city itself is not a place with developed financial or manufacturing industries, so there are so many rich people?
"No, no, dear friend, the citizens of this city are not a source of tourists," Thomas casually pointed out the window. "But there are customers nearby."

"You mean the cactus country?" Zhang Cheng looked puzzled.

"Yes, mainly drug dealers or gangs from Prickly Pear Country," Thomas explained. "Those people have plenty of money, and they also need the most advanced medical services." He looked at Zhang Cheng with a mocking smile on his face. "We need the best doctors, the best medical equipment, and the safest environment. So this hospital was born."

There is actually such a thing... Well, after really thinking about it carefully, I also feel that this matter is nothing more than normal.That's what the so-called capitalist society is all about.

"By the way, the fees here are also very high, dear friend, and you must be glad you are not a poor man."

As for the fact that Zhang Cheng is a local tyrant, Thomas has already confirmed it.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Cheng has heard that the medical expenses in this country are astonishingly high, not the ordinary high ones, but the type that can directly cause patients to have a heart attack when they see the bills.But he bought insurance anyway, so he doesn't care about it.

"I'll get you the bill." Thomas turned and left without answering.Came back a few minutes later and handed the test results to Zhang Cheng.

Although Niaoyu's level is limited, red fonts are used on this list to mark the problematic locations of the detection items.Through the translation software, Zhang Cheng easily confirmed that all the main relevant indicators of his body were normal, and there was no problem in the blood test and urine test.The power of the planeswalker is very subtle and cannot be analyzed by these modern machines.Of course, these medical instruments are indeed not designed for this purpose.

They went to the doctor with the list, and Thomas acted as an interpreter.A few minutes later, Zhang Cheng learned that his body was all normal, and the problems were all insignificant. Almost all modern humans have such a little problem.The doctor judged that Zhang Cheng's problem was psychological, saying that his mental state was unstable recently, and prescribed some drugs of unknown origin to him.Most of them have never heard of it, only one of them has heard of it, which seems to be an antidepressant drug.

"Very good, everything is normal except mentally." When leaving the hospital, Thomas said so.

"Hey, this isn't bad at all, is it?" Zhang Cheng already had some energy to make some jokes.If you want to describe his state, it is probably that someone put a rotten grease jar on his head.Other than that, there was nothing else. After resting for half a day, he was in a slightly better state, but it was just a little bit better.The smell of rancid grease lingered—although he knew it was a mental illusion.

Why can't the Book of Planeswalkers obediently write down the content in words?Zhang Cheng thought a little depressed.Then he remembered that it was only by chance that he could read the Planeswalker's book.If you use words to record the content, the premise is that you must understand the words.As for things like words, not to mention different worlds, there are many types in the same world, or even within the same country.Relatively speaking, using this wonderful way of inheritance is much more reliable.At least let people know what's going on.

"Dear friend, to be honest, you surprised me." Thomas said suddenly when the two walked out of the hospital.

"Is it strange that people are sick?" Zhang Cheng forced a smile.

"No, but..." Thomas replied. "Your physical fitness is not as good as I imagined."

Before that, Zhang Cheng practiced marksmanship for several days in a row.This is not the kind of fishing-style practice of fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, but a real high-intensity training that knocks out hundreds of thousands of bullets in one go.High-intensity shooting training in such a short period of time will inevitably bring a burden to the human body.The reaction force of firearms should not be underestimated. When recruits practice shooting, it is common for recruits to swell their wrists or leave bruises on their shoulders.And Zhang Cheng's shooting... is completely local style.Thomas didn't say anything, but he was quite envious of Zhang Cheng's physique.Don't look at him like this now, he used to have swollen wrists, sore shoulders and bruised shoulders.It was indeed a lot of hard work in training.

And this comprehensive physical examination proved that Zhang Cheng's physical fitness is really average.That is, the degree of half-otaku.He was far from muscular when his shirt was off.But the problem is that his body is clean, no bruises, no redness... In fact, if Thomas hadn't accompanied him all the way, he would probably think that Zhang Cheng didn't go to practice shooting, but took a walk somewhere in the countryside.

It is completely incomprehensible, and can only be described as some kind of incredible talent.

The two walked out all the way.Zhang Cheng suddenly thought of something, "Thomas, you seem to have been looking at your phone from time to time just now."

"Oh, it's the biggest local news last time." Speaking of this, Thomas beamed with joy. "They found a great Indian wizard to find out the truth, and..."

"And then what?"

"The great Indian wizard found a bird's feather here," said Thomas.

"Bird feathers are all over the world, right? In any city, anywhere, it's normal to find a few feathers."

"No, no, that feather is totally different," Thomas argued. "That feather glows. Yes, in the dark, it's a source of light. The Grand Wizard identified it as belonging to the Falcon God. A powerful, bloodthirsty ancient deity."

"A feather?" Zhang Cheng suddenly remembered something.At that time, Xu Yu Xiangying was indeed hit by a bullet (maybe more than one).Although it didn't hit anything vital, it's normal to say that a few feathers were scraped off.

Normally, there is no way to check for a bird feather in the wild.But the feathers of the unstoppable Xu Yu Xiangying will shine in the dark.So if it is at night, the feathers will be found.

"The Great Wizard said that the Falcon God has initially awakened from his deep sleep." Thomas said vividly. "There was a powerful wizard who controlled the Falcon God, or he awakened the Falcon God. In short, that's what happened. Then, the Falcon God attacked the fire truck." Speaking of this, he was a little elated. It fully shows that the mentality that watching the excitement is not a big deal is suitable for all melon-eating people in the world. "The front part of the fire truck was directly torn off by some kind of huge force."

By this time, they had arrived at the gate of the hospital.

"Take a day off today." Thomas suggested. "Your state is really not suitable for training. Don't worry, you have no urgent need to return to your country, and your visa expires very early, our courses can be postponed."

"Thank you." Zhang Cheng replied. "How about going back from here? I think I need to walk." He couldn't bear the ride anymore.

|"It's about an hour's walk back from here," Thomas said. "It might be a good idea to walk, though. Remember the last time we had breakfast? Just a little bit of attention, there's a gang war going on between the Negroes and the Prickly Nation."

"Why?" Zhang Cheng was puzzled. "Why did they start fighting all of a sudden?"

"Oh, because that unknown mysterious wizard has spent a lot of strength this time, but as long as he rests for a month at most, he will recover his full strength. At that time..." Thomas made a gesture. "No one can deal with that wizard, or those who summoned demons from hell."

"Then why did the wizard find trouble with the gangsters?"

"There are many accounts, based on a source that sounds more reliable," Thomas shrugged. "The wizard was killing so much because he was convinced that the Armenian gang had kidnapped one of his female relatives," Thomas said. "But after he killed all the Armenians, he realized that was not the case. Among the kidnapped women, there was no one he was looking for. But another legend is much more straightforward. The wizard came from Africa, and the black people brought him Please come here. Of course, the purpose is self-evident. After a month, there will be no more Armenians here, and no people from the Prickly Pear Country, only black people. Think about it, what does this mean? For the Prickly Pear Country For those bastards, it's the only chance to get everything done while the wizard is exhausted and needs to recover."

"Oh... would they believe such a thing?"

"Hey, dear friend, you don't want to be torn to pieces by the devil one night for no reason, do you? Besides, the FBI believed it, so why don't they believe it? Well, it's okay to walk this way, Just be careful. You just need to change your habits a little and don’t like to join in the fun."

"Hey, it's prejudice!"

"Sorry, I overlooked that your country is a safe country. In your country, it's okay to have that habit. But this country is not." Thomas said. "By the way, here are your checklists and medicines." He took out the things he got from the hospital, various medicines, diagnosis sheets and other odds and ends.In fact, there are quite a lot of things, and it is not easy to carry, so he simply handed his bag to Zhang Cheng, "I will lend you my bag for the time being, just remember to return it to me tomorrow morning. Don't try to make any bad ideas, this one of mine The bag has a positioning system, and the mobile app can be checked." He made a joke with a smile, got in the car, and left.

Looking at the car Thomas left, Zhang Cheng began to walk back along the road.

On unfamiliar roads, pedestrians and vehicles are equally scarce.Zhang Cheng walked on the road, looking at the blue sky and white clouds.

There is still a greasy nausea in my head, as if a foul-smelling grease has been stuffed into my head.In this state, walking feels much better than taking a car.He didn't know when he would be able to recover. It seemed that reading the Planeswalker's book should be done in moderation. Read a little at a time and never be greedy for too much.But in fact, it is difficult for you to grasp this degree.This seems to be reaching a threshold momentarily...

The sound of a motorcycle engine came from behind.Zhang Cheng turned around almost subconsciously, and saw a motorcycle speeding towards him.In the car was a black teenager in strange clothes.He didn't wear a helmet, but instead had a head of hair that could almost be called colorful and flamboyant.When approaching Zhang Cheng, he reached out to pull the bag in Zhang Cheng's hand.

Things started in a hurry, Zhang Cheng was caught off guard, and Bao was snatched away by the opponent.Then, the car accelerated to leave with a twist of the accelerator.

As with all such situations, the victim is often thrown into a state of disarray because things happen so suddenly.At least Zhang Cheng seems to be in this state at the moment.

There is not only one motorcycle, it is a fleet, and it was just the first one.A few cars behind also roared by.They all saw how their companions succeeded in robbing, and shouted and laughed wildly in excitement. At the same time, they raised their middle fingers at Zhang Cheng who was standing still, stuck out their tongues, and made various actions to humiliate the victim. By.

Their speed is very fast, it can be said that they pass by in a flash.The last person in the convoy looked back at the hapless guy who was robbed.

what happened?He couldn't help rubbing his eyes.Just now he saw the man smiling, the kind of grin that showed his teeth like a tiger or a jackal.It's a pity that the speed of the car was too fast. When he wanted to turn around to confirm again, the two sides were already too far away, and he could no longer see the other party's expression clearly.

Zhang Cheng gently made a call, "Thomas, you just said that your bag can be located?"

(End of this chapter)