I have a city in another world

Chapter 4720 A Life-Saving Prescription

The ensuing battle went much smoother than expected.

The desperate undead soldiers, who were no match for this group of players, were defeated and evacuated.

The intelligence of undead soldiers is not low. When they find that the situation is wrong, they will decisively choose to evacuate.

Conserve vitality and wait for the right time.

This alone proves that undead soldiers are far more threatening than ghouls, at least they know how to judge the situation.

It is by no means a mindless rush until the entire army is wiped out.

At the moment of victory, the survivors of Base No. [-] couldn't help cheering.

Base No. [-], which had been destroyed by monsters, was a dilapidated scene, with shot dead bodies everywhere.

The guy who was lucky enough not to die was infected with the germs carried by the bullet, and there was a faint green glow in the wound blood.

Their faces were pale and green, their eyes were covered with a layer of white substance, and their images looked very terrifying.

If the injured person cannot be treated in time, it will not take long for the injured person's body organs to become rotten and smelly.

At that time, unless you take a panacea, there is no possibility of survival.

The wailing of the wounded kept ringing in the base, diluting the joy of victory.

Carster held a sniper rifle and walked slowly from a distance, but his eyes were attracted by a dozen corpses not far away.

Those family children who came with him and tried to awaken, were still in high spirits during the day, but now their heads have been blown off.

Among them were a few faces, which made him feel very disgusted, and there was no possibility of seeing them again in the future.

Castor was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head slightly.

He used to be filled with inexplicable disgust towards these people, thinking that they were a bunch of disgusting maggots.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, he is also one of the maggots, Custer never thinks so.

Seeing the objects of disgust turned into corpses, a trace of inexplicable sadness suddenly rose from his heart.

Not for others, but for himself.

Today's situation made him realize that when there is no strong enough power, he will only be reduced to arbitrarily slaughtered when a disaster occurs.

No matter how much money you have or what status you have, when you encounter monsters like undead soldiers, wealth and status have no effect at all.

Only strong strength is the capital of self-protection, not only can protect oneself, but can even kill the enemy.

Custer has never been like this, eager to make himself stronger, hoping to be comparable to the players in the No. [-] base, preferably better than the young man who saved his life.

The persistent and clear dream made Custer become a little excited, realizing that this is the life he really wants.

Originally, he thought about exchanging his awakened ability for fame and wealth, so that everyone could think highly of him.

Or take control of the family and take revenge on those bastards.

But at this moment, his mentality has quietly undergone a huge change. He no longer longs for those vain things, but is purely obsessed with the pursuit of power.

Just as he was feeling secretly, he saw that young man again, leaning over to check the condition of the injured.

A group of powerful men around him were watching his movements, obviously centered on him.

Castor's spirit was shaken, and he quickly observed carefully, with a trace of admiration in his eyes.

"This is a variant of corpse poison, combined with a kind of underworld spore, the toxicity is not particularly strong, but it is very deadly to mortals.

I have a recipe here, which has been shared on the regional channel, and everyone can check and discuss it at any time.

Anyone who has the ingredients required for the formula can contact me immediately to ensure that the purchase price is very fair.

Save lives, no hesitation. "

While the young man was speaking, he looked at the people around him, showing an extraordinary demeanor.

Custer didn't understand something. What is a regional channel? Is it an independent communication system?

While thinking about it in my heart, someone shouted loudly: "I have a supernatural material here, if you need it, just take it, you don't need to charge any fees."

"I have some here too, not a lot of them, but they can be of some help."

"It's a coincidence that I also have a copy here. I originally planned to exchange it for supplies, but now it is for you to use first."

Everyone talked to each other, but in a short time, the required materials were assembled.

During the period, no one mentioned how much the extraordinary material is worth, but it must be worth a lot.

"The items have been assembled, so immediately refine the potion."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and a boiler with a strange shape appeared in front of him.

This method of taking things out of thin air made Custer stunned again, and his eyes released a gleam of excitement.

When Castor was very young, he had a dream of having a means of hiding things freely.

To prevent those annoying guys from rummaging through their belongings and letting his privacy be fully exposed.

But this kind of thinking is just an unrealistic dream after all. After he gradually became sensible, Custer never had such a thought again.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, what was thought to be impossible actually happened in front of my eyes.

At this moment, Custer has doubts about the whole world.

Originally thought that being in a big family, he had already stood at the top of human beings and had a broad enough vision.

But after arriving at the Tomb City, I realized that I didn't understand this world. I used to think that I was standing at the highest point, but in fact I was just watching the sky from a well.

The real world is far more exciting than imagined, and I am definitely not a waste in the eyes of others.

Not only did he successfully awaken and acquire extraordinary abilities, but he also saw the extraordinary means in his imagination.

This magical and otherworldly world is slowly unveiling, making Custer extremely happy and longing for it.

Under Castor's gaze, the young man quickly started operating.

He stretched out his finger, and there was a flame burning under the boiler, gradually taking on a bluish-white color.

This method of controlling flames is also an awakening skill. It may cause shock in the outside world, but it is a relatively common ability in Tomb City.

Among the ten awakened ones, one can control flames, or the extraordinary ability related to it.

When the boiler was ignited, everyone gathered various materials together and put them in front of the young man.

"If any of you know how to take medicine, please come forward and help. Saving lives is important and we can buy more time."

The young man was very charismatic. As soon as he spoke, more than a dozen figures stood up one after another.

Seeing this, the wounded and onlookers were all slightly happy. It is obviously a wonderful thing that so many people know how to make medicine.

The more knowledgeable people, the higher the chance of survival.

When everyone worked together, the speed was naturally much faster, and soon a pile of medicinal materials was processed.

At this time, the young man took action, picked up the medicine in a certain proportion, and put it into the burning boiler together.

Not long after, thick steam came out, exuding a strange sour smell.

After about a minute, the young man waved his hand, and a pipe on the boiler was connected to the steam outlet.

The continuously gushing steam no longer leaked out, and all of it was collected by the pipe.

Castor was surprised to see that the dense pipes on the boiler gradually glowed, and the red and green light was very beautiful.

There are steam and liquid passing through the pipe, and they are constantly condensing, eventually turning into a fluorescent potion.

Housed in a crystal container, it exudes a radiant brilliance.

"The process of refining the potion is so wonderful!"

Custer has a deep understanding of the efficacy of the potion. Before that, his internal organs were shattered and he was on the verge of death, but after drinking the potion, his injuries miraculously recovered.

Not only can he cooperate in combat, but his awakened extraordinary ability has also been improved, which surprised him inexplicably.

Seeing the process of making the potion, Custer felt confident, confirming that the wounded at Base No. [-] would surely be rescued.

Another thought quickly emerged in his heart.

You must learn to practice medicine, not only can save lives, the process is even more handsome to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)