It's Very Easy to Fill in Next Time

"Let's go, don't make a big deal, lest it will end badly."

Kimura glanced at Bai Wei's back unwillingly, turned around and walked up the elevator.

The head nurse, who saw everything clearly, approached and asked, "The look in your eyes just now...you don't really want to kill him, do you?"

Bai Wei replied: "No..."

Not only him...

Chapter 110 Seven Players Are Still There, NPCs Are Gone

In the ward, Sakurai Si was still in a coma.

Bai Wei was temporarily allowed to visit, perhaps because the doctors and nurses gave up treatment.

The little girl who came to take care of her wiped her eyes and walked out of the room. Even though she was used to seeing life and death in the hospital, she would still sigh for her fate.

Bai Wei approached and gently held Sakurai Si's palm.

Close your eyes and lower your consciousness.

Heroic spirits are favored ones who were born with mystery. Their existence itself is mysterious, but this does not mean that heroic spirits cannot be killed. Even high-level heroic spirits still have the possibility of being killed before they reach full maturity. sex.

And there are even more ways for lower heroic spirits to be killed, even if they are fully mature digital...lower heroic spirits may be beaten to the point of hemiplegia, and finally lose all their skills, and then become disabled.

In martial arts novels, this is called breaking the meridian; in Western fantasy novels, it is called curse;

Putting it in a Japanese theme, this is called the strongest XX reincarnation and turned into a LV1 villager who can't practice!

The core of the heroic spirit lies in the principle of the heroic spirit. The physical body is only a medium and carrier. Even if the physical body is destroyed, the heroic spirit still has a way to reincarnate. Even if the physical body is still there, destruction is only a matter of time.

To truly kill a heroic spirit, one must not only physically destroy its body, but also completely destroy its soul.

The fragments of the Heroic Spirit that Bai maintains are the traces and fragments left by the collapse of the Heroic Spirit.

It is like the fragments left after a famous painting handed down from generation to generation is torn. Although it still retains a little value, it is far from when it was complete.

What can be relied on now is only a little mystery it retains, hoping to relieve the symptoms of blood moon disease.

A complete cure is unlikely, but with a little relief it's possible to get her through the winter.

The process of transplanting the fragments of Heroic Spirit is not complicated. Bai Wei introduced the fragments into her body, and it began to take effect visible to the naked eye.

The place where the fragments are implanted is the heart.

The Scarlet Curse is to interfere with the material world by polluting the soul, which itself is not a qualitative existence.

Therefore, it is necessary to dispel the influence of the scarlet curse on the sea of ​​consciousness, and at the same time guard the vital points of the heart to avoid further loss of vitality.

Her heart rate became stable, and her face gradually became rosy.

Even opened my eyes after just 10 minutes and regained consciousness.

"uncle……"

"I'm here." Bai Wei asked, "Do you feel okay?"

"Thirsty." Her lips were dry, and then she said, "Hungry..."

The body instinctively needs nutrition, which is a good thing. The depleted body does not need to be replenished, because it has passed the warning line.

The body's cells and organs are constantly being squeezed, and it has no way to resist, so it just lies flat, and if it is useless to lie flat, it just smashes it.

Bai Wei poured a glass of water: "Drink some water, I'll go to the cafeteria to get some food."

When they returned to the ward, the nurses and doctors were all happy, and waking up meant that the catastrophe was over.

The health index of the body is obviously picking up, which is a great thing.

"Do you want to feed?"

"No need." Sakurai Si blushed: "I will do it myself."

The meal was eaten very quickly. She was really hungry, and she didn't gobble it up. She ate a normal adult's meal.

Bai Wei disposed of the disposable lunch box, sat by the bed and started peeling apples.

"Uncle." Sakurai Si said softly, "I dreamed about my father."

"He, did he say something?"

"He said, let me be obedient." Sakurai Si asked softly, "Did Dad sneak back that night?"

Bai Wei paused for a second: "I was discovered by you."

The girl lowered her head and asked softly, "Can you take me to see him?"

Bai Wei is silent, he has been very busy these days, he hasn't had time to dispose of Sakurai's body, maybe it's still in the morgue?

If it is not claimed for too long, it will be cremated by the police, or donated to medical students as general teachers.

The latter didn't turn out too badly, but there should always be a cemetery and a tombstone, but that's pretty expensive.

Monk Yingzhou doesn’t know what compassion means, he asks for money even when he dies, asks the dead for money, and collects debts to the Hall of Hades. No wonder Ji Zang is not willing to become a Buddha, and the urn the size of his mother’s palm is divided into three rooms and one living room It's for sale, but can I afford it now?

The emperor couldn't help thinking... Poverty made him powerless.

Seeing that Bai Wei didn't speak, Sakurai Si thought that he was offended, so she immediately changed her words: "If it doesn't work, it's okay not to go."

Bai Wei came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "Of course, it's just not convenient for the time being."

It can't be said that your father's tombstone hasn't been found yet, why don't I cut down a loquat tree and carve a monument for him with royal fonts, just make do with it?

Anyway, it is a cultural relic carved by the emperor himself, and its value is better than the urn consecrated by the monk.

As long as you use your brain, there are always more solutions than difficulties. There is nothing that cannot be made up, and the same is true for the tombstones in the cemetery.

He said softly, "Wait until you leave the hospital."

The girl lowered her head, but still complied in a sensible manner. The next moment she raised her head again, with light in her eyes: "Can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"of course can."

"Really? But Dad said...you will fall ill after leaving the hospital."

"Not now."

"Really!" Sakurai Si was happy for a while, then blinked: "Is it because uncle has no money?"

With a puff, Bai Wei covered his heart and laughed dryly: "I can't say I don't have any money, I can only say that there is something wrong with the capital turnover for the time being. It's okay, it's okay. Uncle is the emperor. When I return to Europa, countless people will give me money." They are scrambling to give me money... Uncle has no other skills, but he is a little confident in eating rich women's soft rice."

Sakurai chuckled.

Maybe she didn't really come out of the grief of losing a loved one so quickly, but she just didn't want to express it, and she didn't want others to worry about it.

Bai Wei stayed with her until noon. After thinking for a long time, he still took out a document that Sakurai had prepared before his death, and signed and sealed it.

"Xiaosi..."

"Ok?"

"What do you think of the name Bai Si?" He asked seriously.

Sakurai Si was stunned for a while, then blushed quietly, holding her cheeks.

"Uncle." She said softly and shyly, "I'm only 13 years old...this is a crime."

Bai Wei: "..."

She went on to say: "When Xiao Si grows up a bit, maybe it can."

Bai Wei: "..."

……

Less than three hours after leaving the hospital, Mifune Kimura received a notification from the hospital's internal staff.

"What! Woke up? Still cured? The physical condition is quite good! Are you kidding me? I knew clearly when I went in the morning..."

Beep beep, the landline phone hung up.

The foundation secretary's face was ugly, he finally found a suitable heart, and now he actually said that the person is not dead, not only healed, but also able to run and jump?

Not only are all the hard work in the past in vain, but where can I find another suitable heart now?

A person has only one heart, and it is impossible to donate it!Prosperity and wealth also have to have a life!

The matching heart of the dying person is the best choice. I thought that if I give enough money, I will definitely win it. The SSR that is already close to being obtained can be returned.

Kimura pushed his glasses, his voice trembling: "I have to report to the president, I can't make up my mind about this matter."

He didn't know what the president's attitude would be when he heard the news, but he could imagine that it might be hysterical, or it might be the eve of the storm.

Because Mito Raiichiro is dying.

A dying person with wealth and power, for the glimmer of hope of surviving, no matter how crazy he is, he may not hesitate.

……

In the visualization scene, the two meet again, and Beichen Guidie greets them dignifiedly, but sees Liu Shengshuangyue in a daze.

"Are you thinking..." She was about to ask, but she followed the other person's line of sight and stopped immediately.

The old man who was sitting upright yesterday was gone, and there was an unnamed stele on the ground, with a knife stuck in front of the stele.

"Ah..." Beichen Guidie opened his mouth: "It's only been a day, you can't be because he slashed you yesterday..."

"How is it possible? There are still so many sword skills. If I want to kill him, I have to learn it. Who would do this kind of blind fishing?"

"Are you really going to cut it?" Beichen Guidie quietly distanced herself, this woman is too vengeful to deal with.

"It's long-winded, you." Liu Shengshuangyue was also troubled. He woke up and rushed into the game, only to find that the only shop NPC had already connected to the underworld. His mood was so complicated. Could it be that I killed the other party?

She said helplessly: "It was like this when I came in. There is no one left, just a stone tablet and a knife."

"Is that so." Beichen Guidie thought for a while, and then said with a flash of inspiration: "I probably understand."

"Huh?" Liu Shengshuangyue pricked up his ears, let's just hear what he said.

"He..." Beichen Guidie pointed to the stele and said, "He must have died of old age!"

"Then he buried himself and erected a monument before he died?" Liu Shengshuangyue felt absurd: "Who can do that?"

"Tom."