Chapter 91: Loving Welfare Home

Central Hall, core screen, in front of Bai Liu's small TV.

Wang Shun looked at Bai Liu's little TV in the core promotion and sighed - people are different, this guy is now climbing so fast against league players like Miao Feichi and his son, it's only the first day of the game and Bai Liu has already climbed to the core promotion screen.

The number of likes charged up in favour of Bai Liu was mainly in the middle of the scene where Bai Liu and Miao Feichi confronted father and son, and the audience on the Miao Feichi and Miao Gaojiang side were celebrating their killing of Bai Liu.

The Food and Corruption Guild also bought a promotional ad at this point, and with the combination of various factors, and the fact that many big name players were not on the stream, Miao Feichi's viewers went crazy charging their likes and favorites, almost sending Miao Feichi to the King promotion spot.

But soon Miao Feichi fell from the brink of reaching the King's throne - because Bai Liu was not dead, but had taken the opportunity to blend in with Miao Feichi's group.

Miao Feichi's fans and the food and drink guild that bought the promotion were dumbfounded - their hard-earned savings were all given to - Bai Liu.

There was a mad rush to Bai Liu's TV, even from those who were hostile and unhappy with Bai Liu, and they couldn't be stopped - most of them just figured out what was going on and stayed on Bai Liu's TV.

The extremely high viewership and climbing numbers quickly propelled Bai Liu into the core of the promotion, and not only Bai Liu, but also Muke's small TV, took advantage of the Miao Feichi wave, moving him from the multiplayer section to centre screen.

There were doubts, disbeliefs and reasonable discussions among the audience, Bai Liu had managed to get past Miao Feichi's men once, and had managed to kill King's Guild's backup player Zhang Gui last time, so no one thought the newcomer was easy anymore, but the main argument was still - bull is bull, but too wild, or a kick in the teeth. the irony of the situation.

"It's useless to mix it up, Bai Liu's control skill is okay to control a Zhang Gui, but his F panel control of Miao Gaojiang and Miao Feichi is not enough to control an S-rank skill decision, so it's most likely not going to work."

And Miao Gaojiang is very vigilant, I previously heard that the people of the Corruption Guild Miao Gaojiang watched Bai Liu's video hundreds of times and concluded that there are many kinds of Bai Liu control people's conclusions, one of which is that Bai Liu's control technique is limited, it should be with the help of some medium and with the permission of both sides, so as long as they do not pick up Bai Liu So as long as they don't pick up Bai Liu's stuff they should be fine ......"

"...... but Bai Liu this hand to steal the day to play a beautiful, a few layers of cover actually fooled Miao Gaojiang, tsk, belong to the honeycomb coal, this newcomer, have a lot of eyes, the reality of what ah?"

"After all, Miao Gaojiang, the two men who like to play control against the King's team, even managed a counter-kill in the pairs match, so I think it's unlikely that Bai Liu will be able to control them."

"I think Bai Liu is going to play a runner this time, using everything he has to get a clue to the main quest first and then finish the pass."

"But wouldn't it be more appropriate to play grab and run tactics with Mu Sicheng?! These two people are falling apart? Both with the wrong drugs, each with their own newcomers, I have not seen God Mu with newcomers in 800 years, but also good guys, once with two families ......"

"The two newcomers Mu Sicheng has brought are of high quality, one is a monster fighter and the other a monster killer, and they work well together as a couple, so they look like good candidates for the two-player tournament, and I think they will grow up to be as good as Miao Gaojiang and the others if they are trained well."

" Bai Liu now with this newcomer quality is also good, just lack of personal skills, can be trained in the direction of lurking intelligence, the king guild side of the king something is not this direction? As long as people are developed, it's a database, it's really good to use."

"Eh, these new guys look really good! I can't find any newcomers with such potential, I've been chasing one Mu Sicheng for three copies this year without saying a word, he ran so fast that I couldn't even breathe.

"Fuck off, you're thinking good thoughts, I'm still thinking, will people want to?"

"is really play well, but unfortunately, I think or die, Miao Feichi that grass pig, bah, on the pig, eh also not right, damn I really was Bai Liu to take away, that what the thing knife attack is very high, flat A I remember is 3147, before almost took me away from the game, Bai Liu take a pure newcomer at all I can't take it. ......"

"Eh, but Bai Liu, this guy, if he gets into the league and his crappy panel goes up a bit, he could really kill it with the right use."

"...... Kind of want to recruit this kid, and that skill of his is interesting, is it a skill that can copy a player he has controlled? It's just that the range is a bit too short, but I don't know if it's Bai Liu's stamina or the limitations of his skills, but he can't use Mu Sicheng's skills against Miao Feichi for more than a few minutes ......"

Wang Shun watched in amazement as the audience flocked to Bai Liu's small TV to comment.

The general audience also looked at these players with amazement on their faces, not daring to push too loudly, all discussing very quietly in the back row, as many of these players standing in front of Bai Liu's small TV were familiar faces from last year's league, some being top players in the top 10 guilds.

With these players around, the average player would not dare to speak freely, just as Mu Sicheng did earlier in Bai Liu's little TV show to calm the crowd.

Miao Feichi's provocative promotion has attracted not only the general audience, but also league players on the same level as Miao Feichi, who have some idea of what Miao Feichi is up to, and after Miao Feichi's first defeat at the hands of Bai Liu, this attention has been tilted towards Bai Liu - in other words, Bai Liu now has the attention of a large number of league players. In other words, Bai Liu has now captured the attention of a large number of league players.

Wang Shun tilted his head towards Bai Liu on the small TV and let out a long sigh - Bai Liu, the lone player who has done so well, is already attracting the attention of the major guild teams as this support season heats up?

To be honest, Wang Shun would have had his eye on Bai Liu if the King's Guild hadn't feuded with him in the first place, but alas, now - again - he sighed.

However, after Wang Shun heard that Mu Sicheng had also started bringing in two newcomers, he had a strange feeling in his heart - Bai Liu was bringing in newcomers and Mu Sicheng was bringing in newcomers, and the number of newcomers, together with Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng, was exactly five for the league. The number of newcomers plus Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng is exactly five for the league. It feels like Bai Liu is training newcomers for the league. ......

But soon Wang Shun shook his head in amusement and put the unbelievable idea behind him - how could this group of pure newcomers to the game compete with less than two months to go?

Bai Liu would be crazy to enter with a couple of pure newcomers.

But it looks like these newcomers will be recruited by the major guilds, and I wonder what teams we'll see these new faces in next year, Wang Shun thought with some trepidation.

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In-game.

Muke pushes the bed back into place, pushing it against the body of the monster patient in the corner, who smells strangely of plants, a patient who within minutes of Bai Liu's departure had given off a strong smell of fungal decay, so hot and dense that Muke covers his nose.

The vegetative patient that Miao Feichi had hacked to death was leaning in the corner with its head hanging down, the shadows cast by the dim light were disturbing, it was even a little longer than when Miao Feichi had hacked it to death, and its arms and legs were incredibly long, like some kind of thin metal rod. Muke's rough estimate is that if this vegetative patient were to stand up, he would have to walk around the ward with his head tilted.

With a rating of A, it is unlikely that this plant patient would have survived the full force of several blows from Miao Feichi on the S-panel.

Muke quickly withdrew his gaze from the patient, after all, it was very uncomfortable to look at him for too long, the long gaze of such a human and non-human looking monster would trigger his Valley of Terror effect, he had only been mentally recovered for a short time and did not do such things to mentally pollute himself.

The books were all over the ward, but they were undamaged and only stuck to the floor because the room was wet, but that didn't stop Muke from reading them. He carefully picked them up one by one, sorted them out, picked up the shelves that had fallen on the floor, put them in the order he had seen them before, and then read them quickly in the light, after pointing a pen at them to orient his vision.

The book here is the same as Bai Liu's previous speculation, with all kinds of notes, most likely because this is an ICU and more than one patient has been admitted, and the notes on it have different handwriting. Muke's eyes darted around, almost stopping for a second or two on each page, much like the online book [Quantum Mechanics in Calligraphy].

After an unknown amount of time, Muke's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he sat up in bed with a long exhale, saying to himself, dizzily, "The first skim is over."

After reading all these notes, Muke is basically sure that this [Life-Sustaining Remedy] formula is as its name suggests - it is a herbal remedy that is described in the notes as being able to cure all kinds of diseases, but since it has not been tested in any way, it is considered to be of a partial type.

These terminally ill patients have suffered from the disease, seen many hospitals and doctors, tried all kinds of treatments, and after having tried everything that didn't work and being told by doctors and hospitals that they could give up treatment and go home and eat more good food, in other words, go home and die, the patients are desperate.

But these patients did not want to give up, and some rich and powerful patients built themselves such an incestuous private hospital. Because these patients did not trust the doctors' diagnosis, and even resented the doctors who said they had no cure, there were only nurses in this hospital without doctors, but these patients who tried to help themselves acted as doctors themselves.

And it is true that many of them have read a lot of medical data during their various treatments over a long period of time, and do possess a certain amount of general medical knowledge, which can be said to be the result of a long illness becoming a doctor, or the result of these patients starting to read books on their own to help themselves when the disease has reached a late stage of development and the doctors say they cannot be saved.

In general, they trust themselves, or people with the same illness as themselves, more than doctors.

The mysterious patient here had found a herbal remedy from somewhere, which, after being tested on several patients, proved to be effective in relieving the symptoms of their This remedy was proven to be very effective in relieving the symptoms of their illnesses, which excited the desperate patients, and it was called [the remedy to renew life] by them.

However, this remedy cannot be told directly to newly admitted patients what the remedy is for various reasons [the riddle is not passed on], [it must not be passed on directly to each other], [direct information, outside of circulation, will invite disaster].

--but it's not like they definitely don't pass on this [renewal recipe].

The way in which the prescriptions were passed between the old and new patients was quite subtle and vigilant, the first being that the new patient had to be very sick indeed, so sick that he or she was going to die soon, and had money to finance children [after doing good deeds], before the old patient was allowed to be admitted to the hospital, and not only that, but the new patient had to be able to stand the test of patience - These people had a large bookcase in each ward, and if the patient could finish reading the books, he or she could find the [remedy for life] hidden between the lines of the pile.

Muke thought it was like a coded message of some kind - as if they were so afraid of the recipe getting out and bringing disaster on themselves that they had to strictly screen people who knew about it to make sure they were on the same side - which made Muke thinks of the same kind of strict vetting and rigid [membership] system in the underground clubs of the rich, which involve some grey areas.

Muke relied on his notes and quick reading to piece together a rough [recipe], but he found most of the medicines in the recipe, but the recipe was short of the most important remedy, which Muke searched through all the notes in the book and most of them only vaguely mentioned that the remedy [was one-to-one], i.e. it was different for each patient, highly specific and [not easy to obtain]. and [not easy to obtain].

But there are no notes on what exactly this remedy is, and Muke's expression falls.

It was late at night, and the sky would start to turn white at some point, which made Muke anxious - this remedy was obviously the most important thing in this [remedy for life], so why was there not a page with a description of it? And how could these patients not take any notes when they saw the description on this page? In such a dim light, it would have been very difficult for the patients to look at it a second time without making some marks to locate the place, and Muke even searched page after page for folds and found none.

"I don't think so ......" Muke muttered, "Wait!"

-- If there is absolutely no hint of creases or notes, there is also the possibility that if what is on a page is too important to the patient, it is more likely that the patient will do so -- in order to surreptitiously tear it up and hide it -- than if the creases and notes are repeatedly looked at.

Although the destruction of books is not allowed here, this is a rule for them, the players, the [new patients], and there may not be such a rule for these monster patients, the old patients - because these books, which are used as props to pass on the [Renewal Remedy], are no longer useful.

But Muke had searched all the beds and cabinets, all the places where he could have found the pages of the paper, even the toilets.

So if the pages aren't torn out, the only place they could be, and where Muke hasn't looked, is ......

Muke slowly shifted his gaze to look over the pockets of the rotting monster's corpse's hospital gown, his eyes moving from the commiserated, slumped head of the vegetative patient to the patient's face that had dried up like a wilted aubergine in just a few hours.

Muke swallowed slowly.

He took a deep breath and tiptoed towards the patient, who had collapsed in the corner. It was as if some long, thin worm had burrowed beneath the patient's shrivelled skin, puffing out a long, flowing line on the patient's greenish-purple face. The mucus dripped from the corpse's sharp teeth and fell onto the index finger that hung down at its side.

The patient's fingers suddenly moved.

But these movements were extremely slight, taking place in the dim corner of the wall, the visibility of this ward was extremely low, and Muke, who was close by, did not notice anything wrong with the long-dead body, for there had been nothing unusual about it, he just felt the smell of rotting plants growing stronger in the ward, as if something was growing wildly.

"What a strong mushroom smell ......" Muke twitched his nose as he waved his hand in disgust, the mushroom smell reminded him inexplicably of the mushroom smell he had smelled on the handicapped children at the children's home.

Muke crouched down and with the discomfort and fear of facing a dead body he reached into the pocket of the patient's gown and he did find a stack of papers, but what gave Muke the creeps more than finding a stack of papers was this -

--The pocket his hand was in, the pulsations could be felt under his hand, and they became faster and faster as Muke reached into the pocket.

The patient still has a heartbeat.

This vegetative patient, not yet dead.

Muke felt like he was being held down and put into a bucket of ice, from the top of his head to his vest, this monster had been killed by a player of Miao Feichi's level with a double slash through his head at full blast, what level of monster was it ...... not wanting to think about what this meant, Muke took a few seconds to He took a quick deep breath as he forced himself to calm down.

The patient was clearly not breathing, Muke confirmed this as soon as Bai Liu and the others left. What is it that beats in the heart of a creature with a heartbeat but not breathing ......

Muke didn't have time to think too much about it and drew back his hand after he had gotten the paper quickly.

The information, as long as he got enough information to pass on to Bai Liu, even if he died at the hands of this creepy patient monster, he still had 50% of his life value Little Muke alive ......

Have faith that Bai Liu can complete the task and take little Muke through!

After brainwashing himself two or three times, Muke took a deep breath and looked down at the paper, shaking it open and reading it at length.

"Blood lingzhi, a type of lingzhi that requires the blood of a pure-blooded virgin, is also a mutated species of the mushroom taiyaki, an elixir that is rumored to [give life to the dead and flesh to the bones], also known as [blood taiyaki] or [evil taiyaki] ......"

"The Compendium of Materia Medica records that this medicine can be consumed for a long time to lighten the body and prolong the life of the gods ...... The Shen Nong Ben Cao Jing records that this medicine can nourish the essence and cure knots in the chest ......"

"[Investors] can choose their own blood pure children, take their blood to pour the bed, day and night pillowed on the child's blood mushroom bed, mushroom bed should be damp, avoid light, sincerely seek to heal, you can get an exclusive into the medicine induced blood lingzhi, mycelium into the body, this lingzhi does not die, the body does not die, prolong longevity, the more pure the blood of the child, the stronger into the body lingzhi, the child's blood is not pure, the mushroom body is not pure ......"

[System Alert: Congratulations to player Muke for completing the main quest - Searching for (Life-Sustaining Remedy)]

[System Alert: Congratulations to player Muke for triggering the new main quest - Use the hospital's fungal beds to cultivate your own blood lingzhi for life extension]

"Fuck!" Muke couldn't resist the expletive, "What the fuck is this shit!"

During Muke's reading, the linear red writhing beneath the patient's shrivelled face suddenly became faster, and these bright red 'thread marks' spread like writhing mycelium from the patient's heart to his limbs, soon appearing as blood lines on the backs of his hands.

Soon these capillary, pulsating, bright red threads spread throughout the vegetative patient's body, puffing up the patient's pale, blue skin and transforming the patient into a slender corpse covered in writhing 'veins' almost in the blink of an eye.

All over the patient's body, only the eyes were black and white, the rest of the skin was all red, full of these dense blood vessel-like tubes that were still writhing, as if the muscles had been turned out, and these blood lines were also present on the floor between the bed and the patient, and even spread like vines around the whole ward, and eventually these writhing "veins" They led to the bed.

These red "veins" became thicker and thicker, pulsating with life, as if they were pumping blood into the bed, and the whole ward was shrouded in a strange dark red light.

Something seems to be sprouting under the straw on the bed, rustling out of the rotting straw, a clump of bright red mushrooms that keep growing and growing and eventually become the size of a millstone with a head and a tail, like an undeveloped embryonic shape.

The pile of fungi was beating regularly like a heart, emitting a very bizarre pale red luminescence on the bed, not at all disgustingly bloody, but rather smelling and giving a pleasant smell of blood - an aroma of food.