Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 114 Pirates?

Under the dark hood of the Reaper, the two dark eye sockets in the skull stared straight at Zhang Zicheng's direction.

The skull has no eyeballs, Zhang Zicheng can't judge the focus position of its eyes, and there is no movable muscle on the face, so Zhang Zicheng can't distinguish the expression of the other party.

However, the sense of presence and sharp vision that was resisted by the spiritual energy outside the body surface was transmitted to Zhang Zicheng's consciousness by the constantly fluctuating spiritual energy.

Now the psionic energy in Zhang Zicheng's body seemed to be facing the sea level in a typhoon weather. The waves were rough, and the waves crashed on the shore, which even made Zhang Zicheng feel a little dizzy.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Finally, Death spoke.

It's just that this line is too down-to-earth and very vulgar, which not only destroys the original mysterious aura of the other party, but also makes Zhang Zicheng unable to fix it all at once.

Zhang Zicheng stared at the god of death. After he revived the patient, the people around him were shocked and gathered together.But Zhang Zicheng is very nervous now, and the reactions of these ordinary people are completely out of his consideration.

This is the god of death, damn it... Although this world is low-dimensional, and even though the physique of an ordinary earthling can break the thick trees in this world, this gap obviously cannot bridge the gap between a mortal and a conceptual god difference.

Zhang Zicheng said as calmly as possible: "I was just doing a small experiment, and the experiment was successful... What is that black shadow? Is it the soul of a mortal?"

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Zicheng spoke, the god of death looked around, as if looking for something, and finally lifted his robe, stretched out his bony palm, pointed at himself, and said in surprise: "You...you are talking to me say?"

Although its tone was very surprised, it was still difficult to see his emotions and expressions on the skull's face.

Zhang Zicheng raised his eyebrows: "Of course I'm talking to you, Mr. Skeleton with a scythe on his back."

The surrounding air suddenly fell silent.

Those mortals looked at Zhang Zicheng in horror, and the noisy atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

After a long time, a voice suddenly shouted: "Damn it!"

And the one who yelled this voice was none other than the skeletal Grim Reaper in front of Zhang Zicheng.

After yelling hell, the other party turned around and disappeared into the air, Zhang Zicheng was taken aback for a while.

He didn't understand what happened, why being able to see the other party made the death so frightened that the other party 'escaped' away.

From the moment it first appeared, this forceful frame fell all the way from the sky to the ground, and fell to pieces.

But from the looks of it, maybe the other party is not some so-called 'Reaper', but an existence with a closer image?

Zhang Zicheng frowned here in thought, and a person beside him said tremblingly, "My... my lord, did you, did you see the god of death?"

Zhang Zi deliberately said that the image of the god of death here is also like this?

It can only be said that there are too many things in this different world that do not match the common sense of the earth. Zhang Zicheng couldn't use the thinking of the earth to substitute it, so he simply said: "If you are talking about a person who is wrapped in a black robe and has a sickle on his back. skeleton, then I did see it just now."

"hiss--!"

The mortals around gasped, and a few timid legs went weak, and they sat down on the ground.There are still people's voices making noise outside, but the room is eerily quiet.

Zhang Zicheng shook his head and said, "Don't be so nervous. The god of death suddenly disappeared after finding out that I could see it. I don't quite understand. Do you have any legends about the god of death?"

Hearing that the god of death had left, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief, and then resumed their noisy state.

But many people, after recovering from the stiffness all over their body, immediately squeezed their heads out of the door, for fear of continuing to stay in this ominous place.

And amidst the clamor of ordinary civilians, Zhang Zicheng could only filter out a few pieces of information from the extremely low-density discourse: they didn't know, the priest might know, and they went to ask the priest to come over.

Zhang Zicheng simply stayed in the house. Although the air in the room was a bit stuffy, there were still several patients lying with black threads on their bodies.

Zhang Zicheng was not in a hurry to find their souls along the black lines extending from their bodies.The main reason was that he had just 'resurrected' a patient. Hearing the tone of the god of death, he seemed very dissatisfied with it. He didn't want to take the risk of offending the god of death for the time being.

Even though the god of death ran away in fright when he found out that he could see him... But Zhang Zicheng felt that this probably had nothing to do with him, and it might be some mechanism of the god of death at work.

While waiting for the priest to come over, the number of people in the room was also rapidly decreasing.

They were watching the excitement of the resurrection of the dead, but who knew that this person wearing a strange mask claimed to have seen the god of death.

This group of people originally gathered here, and they were basically infected with the plague. It was the time when they were afraid to avoid such unlucky things, and they didn't even dare to watch the excitement of the resurrection.

The only ones left in the room were the patient who had been lying here and lost his mind, and a young nun with a panic-stricken face.

After Zhang Zicheng's research, these patients hadn't been wrapped in thatch and thrown away after all. If they searched their mouths and noses, they could feel the breath, which meant that they were not dead at all.

But the strange thing is that many people still have black lines extending from their bodies.

As for the man who was stuffed into the black shadow, he was sitting on the hospital bed with a dazed and dazed face.

Zhang Zicheng walked over and tried to talk to the other party: "Hello, can you hear my voice?"

The patient's eyes were straightened. Hearing the words, his eyes seemed to have a little focus. He blinked and said, "You... hello, I can hear you."

It's just that when he talks, he looks like a patient with cerebral infarction, his tongue is numb, and his words are very awkward.

Zhang Zicheng frowned slightly. This appearance didn't look like he was back to his original appearance at all.

Could it be that that black shadow is not a soul at all, but something unclean?
Shouldn't he stuff it into the opponent's body, but should he cut off the black thread instead?

Just when Zhang Zicheng was wondering, a priest in black finally walked in.

The edge of his black teaching uniform was sewn with white borders, forming a cross pattern from the chest to the shoulders.And the brown hair was cut very neatly, like a pot helmet.

After seeing Zhang Zicheng's weird outfit, he also seemed a little scared, but considering his identity, he forcibly cheered up and asked, "Hello, may I ask you...?"

Zhang Zicheng introduced himself again, and was slightly relieved when he heard that the city lord had invited the doctor.

"Hello, Doctor Si Chen, my name is Milton, may 'God' bless you." The other party said, drawing a cross on his chest.

Seeing this, Zhang Zicheng secretly muttered in his heart.

When he heard what Rego said about the God of Vengeance before, he thought it was a mythical background where a hundred flowers bloomed, but looking at it like this, there is no prefix of "God", cross, which is obviously a Christian style?
But this matter is not important, Zhang Zicheng still asked the other party: "Hello, Father Milton, I saw a shadow connected to this patient's chest before, and then I stuffed the shadow in, and this patient came out of a coma. Woke up. I'm not sure what the shadow was, and then I saw the God of Death appearing... But the God of Death suddenly disappeared after finding out that I could see him, do you know what happened?"

Milton swallowed, thinking that this is probably because your brain is broken and you have hallucinations, right?
Otherwise, if such a horrible thing is said so lightly by you, you are either out of your mind or making it up.

But looking at the awakened patient, Milton still racked his brains to search for the classics he had read.

"That... I'm not a priest, not yet, I'm just an ordinary priest." Milton explained, also buying time for his own thinking.

Zhang Zicheng nodded silently. In fact, his name was intentional. The word priest can be regarded as a general term, which is a title only found in Catholicism.

But I didn't expect that although the other party is not a priest, he also revealed that he is not a priest for the time being, but he considers himself a Protestant priest... It seems that although the other party believes in "God" without any prefix, it may be another One is different from Catholicism and Christianity, just a specious sect.

That's right, after all, there really is such a thing as "manifestation" in this world, and even the way to perform it is to recite myths and stories, which is too directional, so it is normal for religions with completely different systems to appear.

Not only that, judging by the attitude of the other party, he is also very easy-going, and he is completely free of the arrogance he imagined facing the "country doctor"...

Perhaps in a world where magic can really be performed, people who believe in gods don't need to deny the outside world to strengthen their beliefs, and despise other identities to elevate their class.

I saw Milton shook his head helplessly after reminiscing: "I am very sorry, respected Doctor Si Chen, although I have recited many legends and classics, but the books about the god of death are very rare, and because they are unknown, they have not been widely disseminated. Don't understand."

But it's okay, even the priest who reads the most books doesn't know the information about the god of death in this world, so Zhang Zicheng can only be blinded.

Later, Milton said again: "But I can write to my friends in the church and ask them to help look up the information... As long as Mr. Si Chen, you can do me a favor."

Zhang Zicheng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that the other party would ask for help from a person he met for the first time.

I saw this Milton, with a hesitant tone and a very tangled expression, and finally said with difficulty: "I hope you...you can use the method just now to try to save my wife."

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The news that the new plague doctor was able to resurrect the dead and even see the god of death quickly spread in the city.

Even at the foot of the city wall, in the villages built along the river embankment, there are rumors.

Everyone was terrified and unknown about this, but it was difficult to conceal their curiosity.

"My lord, are you going to let that guy run amok in the city? He looks like a heretic. I'm afraid that he will cause damage to the territory, or cause irreparable damage."

In the office on the second floor of the castle, the captain of the guard, Bergner, couldn't help admonishing the lord.

The lord rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and said softly, "But with his appearance, it seems that he can really resurrect the dead?"

"No, I've read it. He didn't resurrect the dead. He just revived some people who were in a coma." Bergner corrected: "Including Pastor Milton's wife, she was just in a high fever coma."

"But that state, even the priest couldn't save it with divine magic."

The lord shook his head: "In any case, the plague is still raging in the city. And he is a 'plague doctor', at least he claims to be so. If there are any consequences, we will expel him or even hang him. After all, we are just Poor man blinded by the lie that he can save the people."

Bergner frowned: "But, this is blasphemy..."

"It's nothing special. Besides, since he didn't resurrect the dead, but simply revived the sick, wouldn't that fit his status as a doctor?"

The lord interrupted Bergner: "I can't see the place of blasphemy for the time being. If it really happens, Milton will remind me, so we can instead tie a blasphemer to the stake and carry out exorcism, isn't it? better?"

Hearing that, Bergner had nothing to refute, so he could only sigh and say, "Follow your order, my lord."

And these words have already been 'seen' by Xiaowu outside the window.

Zhang Zicheng had no opinion on their communication, even though they would kill, burn, etc. in private, but considering the background of the times, it was normal.

And Zhang Zicheng himself was outside the city at this time, slowly rushing towards this small town.

During the day, he followed the black shadow on Milton's wife's chest and dragged it into Milton's wife's chest, and the other party woke up as he wished.

Milton was very pleasantly surprised by this, but Zhang Zicheng was not in a good mood to save a life and family.

Because after the other party woke up, he also looked dull, without the agility of a normal person at all.

Even Milton didn't care about it, he just thought it was the other party's temporary insanity after recovering from a serious illness, and it would be fine to use the spirit-boosting magic a few times.

Even the world's authorities and the patient's family members said so, Zhang Zicheng naturally had no opinion to express.

But he still didn't have much confidence in his "resurrection technique". After rescuing Milton's wife, he returned to Earth to get real antibiotics.

A box in Zhang Zicheng's arms is full of antibiotics, which are common even in Mexico.

After all, it is the closest thing to a 'panacea' at the beginning of the birth of the earth, and it is also the most easily abused drug, which has directly caused hundreds of times of drug resistance to all human beings.

With these medicines, Zhang Zicheng's self-proclaimed 'Plague Doctor' has enough confidence.

It's a pity that after coming to this different world for a whole day, I still haven't cleared up any doubts, and instead have more doubts.

But Zhang Zicheng was not in a hurry. People on earth were in a state of ignorance when they lived in the middle ages.
Even if the people here can perform the so-called manifestation technique, it does not mean that they are familiar with all supernatural things.As an ordinary person without a source of information, it is normal not to know.

However, on the way Zhang Zicheng was rushing back, he suddenly noticed bursts of light coming from the distant riverside.

The sense of hearing strengthened by spiritual energy suddenly heard the shouts from the village below the city.

"It's those alien pirates!"

"They're here again!"

Zhang Zicheng immediately stared with bated breath and squinted his eyes.

Then...he was shocked to discover that those so-called pirates who were traveling along the river in small boats...

It turned out to be a group of people with Tsukiyo's head upright, holding samurai swords, and well-dressed people!

Zhang Zicheng was dumbfounded.

pirate?Isn't this tm Japanese pirates?
It's okay for Japanese pirates to hit Europe!This is not next to each other!

(End of this chapter)