Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

"call--"

The young lady in front of her exhaled a puff of smoke and said casually: "...Bell. You can call me that."

"Okay, then why did you come to me?"

Bell was probably a big shot, but no matter what, Chiyo didn't bother to compliment her.

Then Bell opened his mouth and said straight to the point:

"The reason why this ship is rushing to the floating island in such a hurry is because of my request, and this request will not change in the future."

"......so what?"

"I have connections with the Hunter Guild, and they won't care about this matter. Please don't get me wrong. I don't mean I don't respect you when I say this, Chiyo Hunter." Bell played with the pipe in his hand and stared at it. Chiyo.

"So? What's the matter?"

Chiyo was a little surprised by Bell's words, but that was all.

Bell raised his head and said with a smile: "I can pay you a little more and let you continue to escort me. After all, with Sister Kulu's ability, if there is any accident, it will be relatively reluctant."

Sister Kulu......

Ignoring those titles, Chiyo pondered for a while and then asked: "I applied for the task and will continue to do it. As for the reward, I don't need it. The original reward for this task is enough for me."

"Really?" After hearing this, Bell laughed in surprise: "You really don't want to?"

"I don't care." Chiyo is used to living in the wild and takes money very lightly.

"I understand." He spread his hands with a helpless attitude. Bell took another puff of his pipe and looked at Chiyo amid the lingering smoke: "Then, happy cooperation."

Chapter 166: Black Miasma

......

After that, Chiyo stayed on the spaceship for another half a month before arriving at Floating Island No. [-].

After leaving the spaceship and returning to the Hunter's Guild to receive her reward, she headed to the hospital here.

Submit the application, check the body, wait for the report...

All this is familiar to Chiyo...after all, even she herself has forgotten how many times she has seen the doctor.

A few days later, Chiyo came to a door of the hospital.

After opening the door, what came into view was an older doctor with gray hair and deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

"Hello, Doctor."

After Chiyo greeted her, he said, "I'm here to get my report."

"I understand, please sit down, Miss Chiyo."

Hearing this, the doctor called her to sit across from him. At the same time, he opened the drawer of his desk and took out a thin document.

After the doctor opened it, he read according to the contents:

"Chiyo, female, 29 years old... Haha, you take good care of yourself. Just by looking at your appearance, I thought you were only in your early twenties~"

She joked to Chiyo, but the latter remained unmoved.

Seeing Chiyo's tense expression, the doctor continued to comfort her: "Don't be so nervous. Keeping a stiff face is not good for your health."

"My health is no better."

Chiyo sighed and said, "Can we officially start? I'm mentally prepared."

"Ok."

The doctor smiled, then his expression calmed down, he looked at Chiyo seriously and said, "Miss Chiyo, first of all, you should have a basic understanding of your physical condition, right?"

"I know." Chiyo nodded, "From the day I contracted the black miasma, my physical condition has been fixed. It seems that I will never get older and will always remain in the strongest state. Instead, I will be in the strongest state from time to time. The severe pain that comes through, and what other doctors have told me...lifespan issues.”

"You also know the origin of this situation, right?" After looking through the documents, the doctor asked again.

"Six or seven years ago, during the floating island crash incident, I contracted this symptom when facing the black dragon."

The doctor nodded and said: "You have taken the medicine against gray miasma in advance. Although the black dragon is not sure whether it is the same race as its father, but biological issues are not in my field. The most important thing is the medicine to cure gray miasma. It also has a slight effect on black miasma, so your symptoms are considered mild in this case."

"So, is there a treatment option?"

After hearing what she said, Chiyo couldn't help but ask the most important question.

"...You and another patient have similar symptoms, but the situation is completely opposite. She has the least amount of black miasma in her body, but it has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Once treated, it will definitely cause serious harm to the body; but you did not The impact is too deep, but because the black miasma that enters the body is too dense, the body will occasionally reject it, which is the case with the severe pain you often experience.”

Faced with Chiyo's inquiry, the doctor did not answer immediately, but just used a euphemistic way of saying it.

Hearing this, Chiyo lowered his eyes and sighed: "So, it still doesn't work?"

"...I can give you some painkillers to make you feel better."

"No, just tell me how much time you have left to live."

Chiyo's face showed regret, but that was all. She had vaguely guessed the answer from the doctor's joke just now.

"If you rest well, exercise more, and eat healthily... you still have twenty or thirty years left."

"...I know." Exhaling slowly, Chiyo stood up:

"It seems that this trip was in vain, but it's okay. I'll be old enough until I'm five or sixty years old. Excuse me, doctor."

"...walk slowly."

Facing the doctor's compassionate eyes and leaving this place, Chiyo walked in the corridor of the hospital with a calm face.

Five to sixty years old... At that time, I should still be at full strength under the effect of the black miasma. It would not be too late to fight him at that time...

Just as she was thinking this, heartbreaking shouts suddenly came from the side, accompanied by bursts of familiar curses.

Fortunately, the corridor is relatively deserted now, and no one is paying attention around it.

Chiyo wanted to ignore the past, but who knew that after taking a look at the place where the sound came from, she discovered the identity of the person.

"...Bell?"

She subconsciously said it. After hearing her name, the man turned around and looked at Chiyo.

"It is you......"

Bell paused, took a deep breath, and became quiet, but he still held a document in his hand that looked familiar to Chiyo.

"What are you doing here?" Bell asked after adjusting his mood.

"see a doctor."

"What a coincidence, so am I." Bell smiled and raised the document in his hand: "However, I was told that there was no cure and I could only wait to die."

"...Oh." After a moment of silence, Chiyo thought again and said, "Me too."

After hearing this answer, Bell was obviously stunned for a moment and looked at Chiyo, who had a calm face. In contrast, Bell's own face clearly still contained resentment.

"...What disease?" Bell not only asked.

"Black miasma. I was infected about seven years ago." Chiyo answered honestly.

"..." Faced with her words, Bell was obviously stunned for a while, and then he couldn't help laughing: "Ha! This is really a rare symptom, you know? The entire floating island There are only two patients on record, including you!”

"You know?" From Bell's tone, she seemed to understand this very well.

Bell pointed at himself and said with a smile: "The other one is me."

This time it was Chiyo's turn to be surprised. She stood there, a little confused.

Bell pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Let's talk?"

"..."

——The two sat on the chairs. After a moment of silence, Bell said, "Can you listen to me?"

"Tell me, I'm curious too."

Bell smiled bitterly and said: "Eighteen years ago, when the black dragon was still a baby, it was already very powerful. It killed its father and released the black miasma... My parents died one after another. , my mother died in childbirth, and my father was said to have died while fighting the black dragon in order to relieve the black miasma in my body. However, after a follow-up examination, others discovered that my life was tied to the black miasma. The black dragon died, I will die too; if the black dragon does not die, I will die soon."

"——The people who adopted me were my mother's companions, and they tried to hide the news from me. However, when I was ten years old, one of them accidentally revealed it while drunk."

Bell looked at Chiyo and smiled: "You know what? Before that, I was struggling with whether I should become a hunter like my mother or a scholar like my father - then I gave up and stopped working hard for my dream. My whole body seems to be rotten, I do whatever I want and indulge in whatever I want. So even though I live a luxurious life, I spend as much money as I can."

"...But even so, I still have a glimmer of hope in my heart..." At this point, Bell's eyes became a little hazy: "I was thinking about what if? What if a miracle happens? What? But every time I get the results of a regular check-up, I still can’t help but break down emotionally..."

As she spoke, her tone gradually became suppressed, and the hand holding the report slowly tightened.

But then she took a deep breath, shrugged her shoulders and said with a smile: "To be honest, I envy your mentality. People like me can only go with the flow and never accept their fate, but they can't even fight against it." No idea at all.”

Her mood gradually eased a little, and then she stood up and sighed: "All I can do now is waste every day of my life, that's all..."

Bell turned his head and smiled at Chiyo: "I feel much better after saying this, thank you."

"No...you don't have to thank me."

Chiyo also stood up and silently shook his head.

"As expected of Chiyo who walks alone, so cold and cold." Bell snorted and left with his back turned to her. "Then goodbye, it's time for me to enjoy the few moments I have."

Chiyo watched her leave quietly. When she disappeared from his sight, she turned around and left in the other direction.

Chapter 167: Change

“…To sum up, that’s it for this month.”

Gulu and the village chief of the orc village came to Rachel and reported on the situation this month. Rachel sat in front of them as always, with two lynxes beside her grabbing a pen, recording the contents with some difficulty.

"Thank you for your hard work, go back."

After the monthly report was completed, Rachel nodded and let them leave.

Just when they turned around and were about to open the door, Rachel's ears suddenly stood up and she said, "Wait a minute."

"Is there anything else, priest?" Hearing this, the two stopped.

"Lord God is about to awaken, please be prepared."

So, the village chief of the orc village suddenly showed a surprised expression and nodded vigorously: "I understand! I'll do it right away!"

After saying that, he hurried away, and Gulu followed him.

——Inside the volcano, a huge stone statue lay quietly in it. The traces on the surface were very blurry, but it could still be seen that it was the body of a giant beast. However, the stone suddenly moved, and the body surface appeared. Hairline cracks.

The cracks continued to spread, and pieces fell to the ground, revealing their true bodies.

Mercer lay down in the rubble and slowly opened his eyes.

This time's sleep was longer than expected. It took a year and a half from dormancy to awakening.

While his body was pupating, Mercer felt more subtle changes in his body.

After all, the purpose of this time is to develop. The more important thing is to feel the impact of the energy in the body on your body.

After a long period of recording, Mercer also had some clues.

My body is indeed slowly adapting to this energy. Although the changes are extremely subtle, they are indeed changing.But even so, Mercer could not offset the destructiveness of the energy. If he had completely adapted to this energy, his broken body would still not have changed.

In other words, relying on the body alone to hold on is indeed effective, but the side effects are too great, so Mercer must find other methods as a substitute.

"In that case, it's time to start planning."

Moser rubbed his chin, raised his head and called out:

"Rachel."

The information was transmitted into her mind through the black mist. Rachel raised her head and responded softly: "I am here, Lord God."

"Bring over the records of various resources in the village."

Hearing this, Rachel groped her way to the table, pulled out a notebook and placed it on the table.

The book moved automatically without wind, and the black mist was like a hand turning over the pages, and finally stopped at the last page.

"Um......"

Mercer has been in charge of this village for nearly eight years. Under his control, the orcs' livestock production has stabilized and is able to produce large quantities of healthy and plump panhorns.

But correspondingly, they must devote more energy to domesticating them. In addition to food, the space in the sheep house is insufficient.

Continuing to hoard may cause a burden to them, and they need to be dealt with promptly to keep talking.