fifth form

Chapter 1703: Jokes and Explanations

"I think Yueyan is a good head of the family!"

"Let's take turns. We can't always be the chairman!"

"It's really not appropriate to exchange positions too frequently. Yueyan is doing a good job. We must definitely take a step back!"

"She led the committee to defeat Zhang Qiaoen's group this time. It's not easy for the weak to defeat the strong. Although many people died, I think she performed very well."

Zhou Yueyan and Zhou Rihui returned to Xijing City from the research institute to carry out medical treatment for X446, while Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian also arrived at the B13 research institute an hour later.

The treatment method remained the same. Zhang Xuezhou performed some shaman dances and kept chanting the prayers of the god Tur before finally casting a spell.

Listening to the conversation between Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian, the two were obviously quite satisfied with their physical recovery, and at this moment they were discussing returning to the Sequence Committee.

After the riots, Xijing City seemed to be empty all of a sudden, but with the return of Changkong Yinghao and others, and the recovery of Zhou Rihui and others, the Sequence Committee inevitably stabilized again.

"Sister Zhou doesn't want to be the rotating chairman either," Zhang Xuezhou reminded the two.

"If she doesn't want to be the leader, then how can she not want to be the leader? It's not like she can just not be the leader if she doesn't want to," said Changkong Yinglian.

"You don't want to be the leader, and neither does she. Why not let Professor Li Yingbo take the position? He is also working part-time as a member of the Sequence Committee and chairing relevant meetings." Zhang Xuezhou joked, "Everyone knows that you are seriously injured. You may be able to hide in the back, and when someone wants to do something, it will be convenient for you to suddenly appear and turn the tide!"

"What Professor Zhang said seems to make sense!"

Changkong Yinghao nodded.

Changkong Yinghao and his sister are not Zhou siblings, and they both have delicate minds.

After going through so many bad things, if these two can still foolishly charge forward, then there is something wrong with their thinking.

Zhang Xuezhou is right, hiding in the rear is a good idea.

Many people knew that they were seriously injured in Beirehe, but no one knew yet that their bodies had recovered 80% to 90%.

Coming to the fore may be beneficial to the stability of the Sequence Committee, but not coming to the fore may help uncover the undercurrents hiding in the shadows.

Rather than guarding against thieves for a thousand days, it is better to catch and kill the thief and eliminate future troubles.

A strong and conservative sequence committee is unlikely to attract people, but a weak sequence committee can indeed attract some flies and mosquitoes.

"If Zhao Tianhua and Pei Jing also come to Xijing City to rebel like Zhang Qiaoen, we can cooperate in doubles and make them suffer a great loss," Changkong Yinghao whispered.

"This requires Zhou Yueyan and Zhou Rihui not to show up." Changkong Yinglian nodded and said, "It will be easier to create a false impression if they don't show up!"

"I heard that this time it was mainly relying on Ren Yisheng. Should we continue to get together with Ren Yisheng?" Changkong Yinghao suggested.

"I think it's no problem. The price of staying in his hospital is quite cheap!"

Changkong Yinglian agreed.

The two were obviously very optimistic about this plan.

For the Changkong siblings, they didn't have much to do. If they hadn't received any information related to the Seventh Sequence, they would have basically stayed in Xijing City.
As long as they could come and go freely, the two had no problem with where they lived.

In particular, there is a helipad in the center of Jishi Medical Center, so Ren Yisheng can use his aircraft to travel everywhere, making it convenient to intervene if anything happens.

"Professor Zhang, when is our next recuperation?"

"Do we have to wait until those egrets and other animals are brought back?"

"How many egrets and exotic beasts are needed to maintain the divine grace?"

"Can we still use this God Tur's grace to heal our injuries next time we get hurt?"

……

Once the decision was made, Changkong Yinghao and others quickly shifted their focus back to treatment.

Zhang Xuezhou made no guarantees or promises, but only mentioned that the grace of God Tur was unpredictable. At least for now, he could rely on sacrificing egrets to obtain grace. As long as Changkong Yinghao and others recovered, he could get a second treatment at any time.

"Can I see how you worship the god Tur?" Changkong Yinghao asked. "Normally this is not allowed, but since you asked, I can show you," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Normally?" Changkong Yinghao frowned and said, "It seems that our request is inappropriate. Will it cause any harm?"

"That's the way it is according to the rules of the Tour religion," Zhang Xuezhou shook his head and said, "but don't worry, I just received some of the grace from God, and at most the grace will be taken back. God Tour shouldn't be able to do anything to me, and I don't rely on this to get rich!"

"Don't!"

Zhang Xuezhou is very generous.

But Changkong Yinghao could not accept Zhang Xuezhou's generosity.

Zhang Xuezhou doesn't care about the issue of divine grace, but Changkong Yinghao does.

Without Zhang Xuezhou's help, it would take at least three to five years for him and Changkong Yinglian to recover from their injuries, and it would be hard to say how well they could perform.

If the ability of such a helper could disappear in an instant, Changkong Yinghao felt that the price of his "curiosity" was too high.

He really wanted to know how Zhang Xuezhou used the divine grace and why he specifically designated the egret.

Of course, Zhou Rihui had mentioned in the past that he had designated the Danhuang of the evil insect of the Thousand Islands Alliance as a divine grace. This kind of thing is easier to understand. After all, the evil insect was causing trouble in the territory of the god Tur, and the egret was indeed difficult for Changkong Yinghao to understand.

"We don't have to go and see it, you can just give a few reminders quietly," Changkong Yinglian whispered, "If this is not allowed, then there is no need to say it."

"That's nothing." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "When I perform the sacrifice, I inject the egret blood into my body, and then offer it to the God of Tur to get feedback!"

"What?" Changkong Yinglian asked in surprise.

"Is that Danhuang also injected?" Changkong Yinghao asked in disbelief.

"Dan Huang is not an injection, I have to swallow it." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "The taste is so sour and refreshing, but I saved my life from Zhang Qiaoen's hands, which can be regarded as a certain reward for swallowing the gift of God's grace!"

“This… This is simply…”

Changkong Yinglian finally felt that only young people could do this kind of thing.

She could accept swallowing some foreign objects, but Changkong Yinglian could not accept injecting incompatible blood into her body.

Blood agents that can dissolve in the body can bring temporary conditions for practicing certain genetic fighting techniques, while blood agents that are not suitable for the body will not bring any effect. Sometimes they will even collide with the original genes in the body, causing genetic confusion, inducing problems such as the invalidation of genetic fighting techniques and sequence decline.

In short, you can mess around if the sequence is low, but no one wants to take such a risk if the sequence is high.

Zhang Xuezhou did not get rich by relying on God's grace, but he also gained some benefits, which made Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian understand why the other party would collect God's grace for the God Tur.

If his guess is correct, Zhang Xuezhou might have gained some hidden benefits as well, such as the other party's ability related to animal psychology.

Changkong Yinghao and others also knew that Zhang Xuezhou made a lot of money at Zhu Liangping's exotic beast factory.

Thinking about it this way, they actually understood a lot of things.

"What kind of existence is the god Tur?" asked Changkong Yinghao in a low voice.

"If you go to the Tur Temple in the Thousand Islands Alliance, you may be able to feel the power of God Tur," Zhang Xuezhou said, "His mind is as broad as the sea, his power is endless, his voice shakes the heaven and earth, his breathing is like the breathing of mountains and rivers, his every frown and smile is like the most beautiful thing in the world, his caress is as warm as a father, he..."

Zhang Xuezhou praised loudly and raised his hands to salute reverently from time to time.

This made Changkong Yinghao feel that the education in the Red Alliance was quite a failure. After so many years of materialistic education, there were still such crazy believers in religion and God.

But Changkong Yinghao also had to admit that if it weren't for this inexplicable god Tur, he and Changkong Yinglian would have been ruined.

Not only Zhang Xuezhou has this ability, Ren Anran also has this ability. Ren Anran even went to the Tours area to practice.

Changkong Yinghao does not believe in God, and he finds it difficult to understand the power of this medical treatment, but he must learn to accept it.

After his thoughts conflicted back and forth for a long time, he finally sorted out his thoughts.

Patients go to the hospital for treatment, pay their money, and leave after they are cured. No one will ask the doctor why he prescribes these drugs, how these drugs are produced, or how they produce related effects in the body.

As long as his injuries are healed and the instruments check that there is nothing wrong with him, he won't need to worry about these things.