A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

"Those who are remembered by you and who care about you probably don't want you to feel sad for them and crush yourself..." Yabu pursed his dry lips. , an apologetic smile appeared on his tired face after working hard, "Although it may be a bit too self-righteous for me as an outsider to tell this, but I hope this can be helpful to you."

"No, this is not self-righteous. Thank you, thank you..." The captain covered his face and suppressed the things that were about to well up in his eyes, then moved his palms away, his voice a little... A heavy sermon, "If only...we could have come earlier."

The captain had completely let go of his guard against Yabu at this moment. He even felt a little regretful. He wondered if he could have prevented this man from losing his life if he had come earlier.

He was obviously about to die, but he was still here to comfort us not to feel sad about it.

He really, I cried to death.

"How can I blame you? It's good that you are willing to help others, isn't it? There is no reason why the person who helped others should be blamed for not coming earlier."

It is true that there are children here who have been tortured by human experiments, but how can anyone blame the people who helped them for not saving them in time?Shouldn't it be those who do the human experiments who are to blame?

"Is there...what can we do for you, sir?"

Not only the captain, but also the team members behind him looked at Yabu inquiringly, as if they all wanted to do something for Yabu.

"Can you do something for me..."

Hmm...wait a minute, can that person who looks like a priest be able to breastfeed people?

"Can you help me heal my body? At least... don't make it so tattered." Yabu raised his hand that was wrapped in gauze. The method of tying the gauze could be said to be very bad. Just wrap it up a few times casually.

But when I think about it being done by this kind of disabled person, the technique is so bad that it cannot be seen, but it makes the viewer feel a little distressed.

"Let me do it..."

The medical operator behind the captain, whom Yabu thought was a priest, stood up and raised his staff, wanting to help Yabu sort out his remains.

As the faint light on the staff began to emerge, some of the skin wounds on Yabu's body began to heal slowly but at least visibly to the naked eye. After a while, all the skin wounds began to be ligated.

But letting skin wounds form scabs seems to be the limit of this medical operator.

"Sorry...that's all I can do."

Her Originium skills can only be used for emergency treatment, or that's what most medical operators can do. The Originium skills that can help people like Crazy Diamond basically don't exist, otherwise it wouldn't be possible. The profession of doctor will no longer exist.

"It doesn't matter, this is pretty good."

Although the bones are still broken, at least the bruises and injuries all over his body seem to have been treated, which is much better than Yabu expected.

After all, not all other worlds are good at medical spells. This kind of thing can be said to be the most uneven in various worlds. Some worlds have resurrection spells, and some worlds have no healing spells at all.

This kind of thing cannot be generalized, it would be good to have it.

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*? Iy: 3%

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Chapter 38 Why are you praying all the time?

"Is he gone...?"

"He's gone... He suddenly disappeared. He's really an amazing source of skill. He's still willing to take care of us even though he has such ability. He's such a kind person."

"Yeah, that's probably the opponent's Origin Stone skill. Maybe he doesn't want us to feel sad..."

Because I didn’t want to die in front of them and make them feel sad for the deceased, I used the Origin Stone memory to leave somewhere else and walk into the tomb alone.

"That's so considerate...wait what are you doing?"

The captain looked at the Rutland man in his team who had a light ring on his head. His hands were flying up and down as if he were using sign language, and he was mumbling something pious in his expression.

"Don't disturb me, I'm praying."

She was praying for the deceased, praying for the deceased who made her soul feel cleansed.

It's a good thing that Yabu wasn't here, otherwise if he hadn't fallen into the coffin before he saw this, someone would have started burning incense and crying, and even he would probably have a hard time holding back.

"...So he's gone?"

"Didn't I tell you that he has left? I know you are sad, but you still have to keep asking if you can't face the reality. You..."

The captain, who also felt sorry, was not bothered by the team member who kept asking if the other party was gone. He felt that the other party was probably still addicted to the pain and couldn't extricate himself. But just as he was about to say words of comfort, he suddenly realized something was wrong. .

Wait, who is this voice? Why does it sound so strange?

"Huh? When did you wake up, little guy?" The captain turned around following the voice and looked down. The little guy who had been sleeping had woken up more than once and was standing behind them with bare feet.

"just......."

In fact, when Yabu opened his mouth to talk to them, the kitten had already woken up from his sleep because of hearing the sound, but he just kept pretending to sleep.

She was a little afraid that she wouldn't be able to control what she did because she didn't want to disappear with the other person. She didn't want to face the separation, but the character of a good child made her not want to embarrass Yabu, so she finally chose to pretend to be asleep. Way to deal with this parting.

"Is he gone?"

She had obviously asked the question twice and received answers both times. The little guy knew exactly what happened, but as if she didn't want to wake up from her dream and accept the result, she looked at the direction in which Yabu disappeared. , asked the people around him again.

"...Yes kid, he's gone." The captain remembered what Yabu mentioned before about the child's mental instability, so he added, "Don't be sad little guy, maybe he has something. I have something very important to do, so I’m just leaving temporarily.”

"It doesn't matter, he just left temporarily. I will definitely see him again."

It was obvious that Mao Mao's voice had always been as soft as a ball of cotton, which even made people think that the other party was also weak, but at this moment, there was a hint of firmness in the voice that could not be refuted.

Seeing Mao Mao like this, everyone felt a little sad for a moment, and they didn't know how to speak, until Mao Mao took the lead in turning his head to look at everyone, and said: "I will see him again."

"Then would you like to get out of here with us first, kid?"

"Well, let's go."

"..."

The captain thought he would have to spend a lot of time talking, but the words he wanted to say suddenly got stuck in his throat again.

Strange, why again.

Of course, it wasn't that the little guy and Yao Bu were from the same school and could obtain information in that way. She just completely trusted Yao Bu's judgment and believed in what Yao Bu believed in them.

"By the way." Mao Mao seemed to have remembered something and asked anxiously, "Can I borrow some paper and pen?"

"Huh? I have it here." The medical operator on the side took out a pocket notebook from her clothes. There was a ballpoint pen hanging on the spine of the notebook. She walked up to the kitten and did not hand the notebook to her immediately. Instead, he asked curiously: "Do you want to write something? Do you need me to help you write it?"

The purpose of asking this question is mainly to prevent the kitten from not being able to write and being faced with the awkward situation of wanting to write but not knowing how to write after getting the notebook. After all, it is unknown whether the kitten is literate since it has been kept here for human experiments since childhood.

"Can you write down that person's name for me?" The kitten was actually able to read and write, but she did not choose to refuse the other person's kind help, "I don't want to forget him."

"Is that so?" The medical operator was not puzzled by this. Yabu had mentioned to them before that kittens sometimes have problems with their memory. She held a ballpoint pen in her hand and nodded at the kitten to indicate her understanding. Finally, he opened the notebook and wrote on it, "That gentleman's name?"

"桠布." The kitten read out the name that he kept silently repeating in his heart all the time because he was afraid of forgetting.

"Huh? Isn't it Yanguo? I remember it's four tones of ya and four tones of bu, yabu? Yabu? Yabu?" A young man on the side suddenly interrupted.

"You heard wrong. What he spoke was not Yanguo, but the local language here." An authentic old Colombian native replied.

"Ah? What? Isn't it Victorian? Isn't it YaBu, which is Victorian?" The captain also felt a little confused and participated in this topic.

"Wait a minute? He's not speaking the Lateran language?" asked the Lateran who was praying before the lamp circle above his head.

"Forget the others, your Rutlan language sounds so crooked when you read it. How did you hear it wrong..." The captain was about to accuse the Rutlan people, so don't interrupt. The kick made the topic even more confusing, but looking at the Rutland man's completely unadulterated expression, after being stunned for a moment, he said with a speculative tone: "...could this be that person? With Mr.’s Origin Stone skills, what he speaks will automatically be transformed into the listener’s native language.”

"?"

"?"

"Wait a minute, how can something like this be... Well, it doesn't seem impossible depending on which gentleman it is?"

"...Indeed, but let's go back first. It's not a problem to stay here all the time."

"Come on, kid, this notebook is for you." The medical operator was a little confused. She simply wrote down the names of all the team members in the notebook, and directly put the notebook and the stick hanging on the notebook. The pens were given to the kitten and handed into her hand.

Later, in order to prevent the barefoot kitten from being injured by the gravel on the ground during the departure, she tried to pick up the soft kitten, and followed her teammates to leave this breathtaking area. Feel the desolate ruins.

"Oh no, wait a minute, why are you praying again?"

"Be in awe of the miracle that connects all languages. Please be quiet and don't disturb me."

"...Are you all in this mental state, or are you just a special case?"

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*Kittens won’t lose their memory anymore, yay!Good thing!

*The kitten tried to draw a four-cornered star on the notebook.

*But no one came.

*Ha, that's a bad thing.

*? ry: 3%

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Chapter 39 Trivia: You won’t feel pain after you die.

Boom-!

"......what."

Yabu, who fell to the ground, leaned against the wall motionless, looking at the color of the sky outside the window, thinking about what time it was now, and a very important question.

Question, what are the benefits of losing the sense of pain?

Can you fight extremely fiercely?Can you use a stapler to close your own wounds like a ruthless person?Maybe if you really want to say it, maybe there is some convenience in not feeling pain.

But after stretching the pain-free time to the entire length of life, no matter how you think about it, there is only one answer you can get.

——There is no benefit.

Except for the situation where there was no anesthesia at that time, the pain-afraid Yabu could not be robbed of consciousness by the pain and pass out somewhere. The fact that he did not feel pain was not a thing at all for a person. benefit.

I bite my mouth when eating, cannot recognize the temperature when bathing, and can no longer feel spicy food. I can't even identify where I am injured or how serious the injury is...

Pain is a basic element of survival. Without receiving the danger signals from the body, any small accident may cause death.

Just like now.

After returning home, Yabu felt dizzy when he walked. He didn't even notice that he touched something. He just felt a feeling of obstruction that made him fall down due to the pull of gravity. On the ground, and after falling, apart from making a muffled sound, he could not feel where he was hit on his body, or whether there was any problem with the knock.

"It's not a big problem, maybe..."

You can think about the problems of daily life later. After all, on the bright side, if you die now, you really don’t have to worry about losing your pain sensation in the future.

But if he dies, he probably won't die. At most, he will be disabled. Now, the first thing Yabu needs to find is to reunite his bones with the others.

"Zhabu? Are you back?"

With the sound of slippers touching the ground, the doctor who heard the noise coming from the living room came out of the kitchen. He was still holding the kitchen knife that Yabu had asked him to buy for him before. There was still something like blood on it. I don’t know what the doctor used to cut it.

"Don't tell me, although this kitchen knife looks boxy and awkward, it's quite easy to use. I just went to cut some..."

——Dang Cang.

"..."

The doctor who came out of the kitchen wanted to give Yabu a welcoming hug, but the sight in front of her made her freeze in place. It felt like someone had given her a sudden blow to the heart, and her whole body was too rich. The shocking scene in front of him made him uncontrollable, causing the kitchen knife in his hand to fall to the ground.

"that....."

"Don't move." The doctor's calm voice contained a sense of oppression caused by forced calmness. He held his head with trembling hands, frowned and closed his eyes.

After taking a few hard deep breaths to restart oxygen supply to her lungs that were about to stop working due to the scene in front of her, the doctor immediately got into Yabu, squatted down next to Yabu and helped him take off his clothes, and reached out to check The body of Yabu rose.

"Doctor, I..."

"I said! Don't move! No, Yanbu, I don't mean to hurt you... It's okay, it'll be okay, just sit there and don't move, it'll be okay... .”

She wanted to calm down, because the situation in front of her was not the time to vent her emotions at all, but as she took in her sight, looking at Yabu who was covered in physical dust and sitting on the ground, so weak that his eyes were dim, she felt that she It seemed like something was broken in my mind at this moment.

"Where have you been?! You look like you just crawled back from the grave, you know?! Were you sent to the battlefield?"

No matter how clear she was that she had to be rational at this moment and suppress her emotions so as not to affect the treatment time, and she kept repeating that everything would be fine, the look on her face still made it impossible for her to control herself and not speak out. As if the balloon was about to explode, she could only vent her emotions through this questioning roar, so as not to collapse here.

"No, it was just an accident..."

"Accident? You look like you are about to die, did you know?! You..." The doctor felt that her consciousness was about to fail. After taking a few deep breaths to stop her body from shaking so much, she Then he carefully cleaned the nails on Yabu's fingers that were dug into the flesh, and touched Yabu's body with his other hand from time to time, "Does this hurt?"

"...doesn't hurt."