What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

People who practice martial arts need to supplement a large amount of blood food and medicinal materials. With each level of strength, the food requirements are higher.

Nowadays, the food of ordinary people has little effect on them, and they instinctively feel that it is tasteless.

"That's right, it's only when you are stronger that you feel this way."

Mei Niang reacted and nodded in agreement: "Like Liu Wewei, it's best to eat ferocious beast meat or even Spirit Beast meat now to find it delicious."

"The ferocious beast is okay, but forget about the Spirit Beast. That's not something we can eat."

The wise man knows how much he weighs, and the ferocious beast is equivalent to Innate Qi Refining to the Transcendent Foundation Building. The Spirit Beast is at the Gold Core King level, and it is difficult to contact it now.

Song Shi learned a lot. The ferocious beasts and Spirit Beasts are rough distinctions between beasts. What ordinary mortals can come into contact with are mortal beasts and wild beasts.

If a beast can eat certain treasures by chance, or grow in a special environment, and swallow the essence of the sun and moon, it can become a ferocious beast with evil aura.

Going one step further, if spiritual intelligence can be born, it can be similar to humans and transform into a Spirit Beast. If such a being comes into contact with the human world, it is also called a Demonic Beast.

As for the mythical beasts above, they are even more mysterious.

This is true for mammals, and other insects, fish, and birds are generally classified in the same way.

"Can you buy ferocious beast meat at Yaoyuelou?"

Song Shi was curious and wanted to taste the taste of ferocious beast meat.

"Yes, yes, but the price is relatively expensive, a hundred times that of ordinary meat. After all, it is not something ordinary people can handle."

Mei Niang was confused: "It's impossible to provide it for free to the young master. We have channels, and we just have to pay for it."

"Just buy it and prepare enough ferocious beast meat for every meal in the future."

Song means generous way.

"No problem. Since Mr. Song has spoken, Mei Niang will ask someone to prepare."

Mei Niang raised her wine glass and said, "I am here to congratulate Liu Wewei on his advancement to Innate. From now on, I will eat the meat of ferocious beasts."

"Thanks."

Da Chongming shyly returned a drink.

After eating and drinking, Song Shi got on the carriage and returned to the residence of the Demon Slayer Division.

The smart man driving the car thought about Mei Niang's grace for a long time, came back to his senses, and coughed: "Ahem, young master, we don't have much money anymore, what should we do with the money for the meat of ferocious beasts?"

Song Shi, who was practicing, then remembered that his father had given all his family wealth to the Demon Slayer Division, and his face twitched: "The money we have left is enough?"

"One or two meals is fine. The meat of the most low-level ferocious beasts costs one hundred taels of silver per catty. The two of us eat at least ten catties in one meal. I, Lao Liu, only have more than three thousand taels of silver. I can only eat three meals at most. "

"..."

Song Shi usually doesn't worry about money, but now she actually has to think about money.

Sure enough, as the strength becomes stronger, the cost also increases significantly.

"I still have some money in my room that can be used for a while."

Song Shi thought that he had picked up some money from Dai Dou, and with the rest of his usual regular money, it would be enough to last for a few days.

"Woooooooo..."

A burst of crying suddenly came from outside, carrying the smoke after burning the paper money, and the atmosphere was sad.

Song Shi opened the curtains and took a look.

Bodies draped in white or linen were parked on both sides of the street, and some people in government uniforms were urging them.

"Hurry up, take the people to the West Market and burn them. Don't spread the plague to more people."

"We must observe filial piety!"

"What are you keeping? The plague will spread. If you don't want to die, hurry up!"

The scene was quite chaotic, with cries, shouts and curses being heard all the time.

The wise man drove a carriage around and said with a heavy expression, "Master, the plague has become serious again. It feels like people are dying in every household."

"What are the characteristics of these dead people?"

"Coughing, vomiting blood, the disease develops very quickly, and the person may be gone within a day."

"How contagious is it?"

"It's very strong. It's happening all over the city."

"It's unscientific."

Song Shi muttered that according to his medical knowledge in his previous life, the mortality rate and infection rate of this plague should be inversely proportional. How can they be both high?

However, this is a world with monsters and monsters, and it is not normal for a powerful plague to appear.

"Master? What is science?" Da Mingming was confused.

"Nothing, what's so special about the dead people?"

Song Shi knew that the plague was related to the Heavenly Demon Temple through eavesdropping.

"Special? It's just like the previous plague. People with poor health will die easily. People like us are basically fine."

Great wisdom said of course.

"Eliminate the weak? Or what's the point...just causing trouble?"

Song Shi touched his chin, Heavenly Demon Temple deliberately spread the plague, it was definitely not as simple as killing people.

"Xu~"

Da Chongming suddenly pulled the reins and stopped the carriage.

He glared at the person blocking the road: "Boy, what are you going to do?"

"My lord, my lord, please do your best. My mother is dying. Please give me some money. I want to see a doctor for my mother."

This is a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, thin and dirty, with bright eyes and a broken eyebrow. He is kneeling on the ground and shouting.

"Go away, we are not good people, why should we give you money!"

The smart man snorted coldly, "Splendid City is in chaos now, and many families have been destroyed. Who can help?" Besides, this young man's mother is probably infected with the plague, so giving her money would be useless.

"Please, I'm willing to be a cow or a horse for you!"

The boy with the broken eyebrow banged his head on the ground.

Da Chongming raised his hand, trying to push the man away with True Qi, when Song Shi's voice sounded.

"How much do you want!"

"Ten taels, I only want ten taels."

Hope appeared in the boy's originally despairing eyes.

"I'll give you thirty taels, go and save your mother."

Song Shi said to Dasheng: "Give it to him."

"Boy, you are lucky to meet our young master."

The wise man took out thirty taels and threw them to the young man.

"Thank you so much, my benefactor, thank you so much, sir."

The young man was desperately grateful.

"Go and save your mother."

Song Shi's expression was complicated. His mother also died of illness. Unfortunately, it was useless to have money. How similar was he to today's teenagers?

The young man with broken eyebrows hurriedly ran, happily ran into the alley and returned home.

"Mom, you can be saved..."

As the young man stepped into the door, his voice suddenly stopped, and a familiar body was already lying under the linen.

The father, who was coughing violently, had no light in his eyes: "My child, it's too late, your mother has already left."

Plop!

The young man with broken eyebrows knelt on the ground helplessly, and the silver in his hand fell.

"mother……"

The mournful cry spread.

Similar scenes are happening in many places. Even if you have money, you can't save people.

Despair spread throughout Fairview City.

…

From time to time there were corpses lying on the Great Dao, and the carriage had to go through remote paths.

"Master, these are troubled times. You shouldn't be kind. People can't help you enough."

After all, Da Clever couldn't help but say what was in his heart.

"I know."

Song Shi didn't care: "If you want to help, help. If you don't want to, don't help. Just have a clear conscience. I won't be a bad person."

"That's good. I'm afraid that the young master will help too much and I won't have anything to eat."

Da Mingming felt relieved and suddenly felt cold all over.

At this time, the horse also neighed uneasily, and in the sound of Yilulu, a large bloody ax fell from the sky.

"Damn it, there's actually an ambush!"