Deconstruction is Weird

A group of people from Shangshui went to the hospital after asking someone for directions. They tried their best to imagine how crowded it was, but when they arrived, they were still frightened by the huge crowd of people. More than 20 long lines crowded at the door. Although the work of the blood donation house is very fast, it only takes about five minutes for each person, but there are too many people in need.

Princess Shangshui's face was a bit ugly, "Ge Lao, can this... can we go in? Can't we have some privileges? Shouldn't we queue up with these commoners?"

The old man's complexion changed, and he said sharply: "Princess, you must stop thinking like this! The King of Chu values ​​the equality of everyone, and we, Shangshui and Dong, really have no chance of challenging each other. We have been warned that we are no different from ordinary civilians here."

The princess pouted, obviously a little unhappy, "How can everyone be equal, it's just a gimmick, and they want to hit us."

Elder Ge sighed, why didn't he think so in his heart, everyone is equal, how could it be possible.

At this moment, several people were attracted by the loudspeaker at the entrance of the hospital, and they could only hear it shouting loudly, "Everyone, please pay attention, the blood storage medical city has been built, there is a regular shuttle bus at the east gate, and the blood storage medical city is well-equipped , without queuing.

Dongdu Hospital will no longer accept any simple blood storage requests after one month. "

The contents of the speaker looped back and forth, and the people in Shangshui were stunned when they heard it. It seemed that Chu Dong had built another city? Masters like Jiancheng, they didn't get any news, and what is the shuttle bus?

Looking at the sea of ​​people in front of him, the already frail Ge Lao sighed and turned his body silently.

Half an hour later, the group from Shangshui finally found the East Gate, where a bus stop was actually built, and a dozen buses were ready to go.

After getting into the car, the group looked around like country bumpkins, but they had never seen such a thing before.

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties. After seeing a few people, he smiled and asked, "Are you coming to Dongdu for the first time?"

The elder coughed twice, nodded with a smile, he didn't want to talk to an ordinary worker at first, but soon he noticed something was wrong, this person actually had the aura of a master?

He immediately said sternly: "At Xialiangmen, you haven't asked your name yet?"

"Hey, you don't have to talk to me like that, just call me Pharaoh. Seeing that your health is not good enough, I'll send you off directly. Before the crowd is full, please be careful!"

The roar of the engine suddenly sounded, and Shangshui, who was riding in the car for the first time, shook their bodies one after another. They all opened their mouths wide as they watched the scenery outside the window retreat rapidly.

Sitting in the front row, Liang Men looked a little ugly, as if he was a little motion sick.

He suppressed the pain and asked: "Old Wang, what is this you opened? Is it a mysterious magic weapon made by the King of Chu?"

"Sorcerer? I don't understand it very well. This is a car. I am the driver, and I specialize in driving."

The speed of the bus was very fast. Old Wang was wearing a cotton half-sleeve and shorts underneath. No matter how you looked at it, he looked like a low-class person, but Liangmen knew that this was a grand master, a man who could stomp anywhere. A man who stomps his foot to cause an earthquake.

But is such a person actually working part-time? Sitting in this boring and boring job?

Shouldn't the master stand behind the scenes, strategize, or kill the Quartet to frighten others?

Liang Men'an really couldn't bear the confusion in his heart, so he asked: "Old Wang, with your strength, you are not a person who is short of money. Why do you want to make a living like this?"

Old Wang chuckled, "I've been asked this question dozens of times, so I'll explain it again, because driving rewards blood points, and there are too few ways to get points now."

"The old man also has a rough understanding, isn't it enough to donate blood for this point?"

Old Wang was driving with one hand, and pulled out a cigarette from the side with his left hand. He lightly crushed the cigarette with his fingers, and the cigarette was lit. Old Wang took a deep breath, and then skillfully blew out the cigarette at the window beside him.

He patiently explained: "There are points for donating blood, but that is not enough at all. The King of Chu said that storing blood will harm the body, so we must use points to regulate the body. This conditioning of the body can restore the body to youth, restore youth Do you know what the concept is? That is life extension!

However, even if all the points from saving blood are used to regulate the body, it can only delay aging, and there must be extra points. Without extra points, it is impossible to do those top-level events.

As long as you have enough points, you can live forever. "

When Lao Wang said this, his eyes kept shining, obviously looking forward to it.

The intelligent brain controls the points very well. The points obtained from each blood donation are used to regulate the body and restore the body to the state before the essence was absorbed. There is still some surplus, but this surplus is very small.

In addition, Zhinao tailors various high-end service items for warriors, warlocks and ordinary people, so they must accumulate points.

What warriors need most is to clean up the hidden injuries of the body and make their meridians smoother. This is not difficult for the brain, it is nothing more than repairing the nervous system, but for warriors, it is a direct increase in talent.

Then this can be made into a high value-added project alone. If you want to do it, you have to work for Chu Dong.

There are many similar projects, such as life restoration, plastic surgery, limb regeneration, and even body strengthening. As long as he is willing to work for Chu Dong, Chu Dong will not be stingy. Points cannot be traded. The only way is to work for Chu Dong.

Liang Men is skeptical about these words, because he doesn't believe in eternal life at all. Of course he knows that there are people with eternal life in this world, but eternal life will definitely not be so rampant, and eternal life will not be obtained through hard work.

Ten minutes later, the shuttle bus arrived at the gate of the blood storage medical city. After seeing the city, Liangmen was deeply shocked again. There are many tall buildings, and the human beings standing in it are so small. The city is endless, the streets extend in all directions, and He couldn't think of architectural styles.

Before the construction of the Winter Capital, Chu Dong was still taking Dazou’s aesthetics into consideration, and only used modern architectural styles in some places, but this blood-saving medical city is a real modern city without city walls. completely different cities.

As soon as they got out of the car, a girl came up and asked, "Guys, what do you want to do here? Is it to settle down, treat diseases, or simply save blood?"

This girl looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a milky white uniform, holding a small notebook in her hand, there was no trace of cultivation on her body, and Liangmen couldn't help feeling a little contemptuous.

But he still replied very politely: "We want to cure the disease, what does it mean to settle down?"

"Registration, of course, is to move your household registration here. Only in this way can you settle here. Our blood storage medical city will definitely be very prosperous in the future. It has just been established, so the conditions for settlement are relatively simple, unlike Dongdu, which is very difficult.

As long as one of you has reached Yanghun, Grandmaster, etc., or has a second-level and above employee certificate issued by Dongdu, you can bring your family members to settle in collectively. If not, you may be in trouble. Settled down individually one by one. "

Liangmen was dumbfounded. Yanghun and Grandmaster can only get one residency qualification?

A strong man of this level has to be welcomed anywhere, and all kinds of benefits are promised, why does it seem to push people out here?

"We don't think about these for now, we want to see a doctor first."

The girl smiled slightly, "Understood, this is what it should be, please give me your ID card."

A few people were a little confused, but the princess had a flashy mind, and immediately took out their customs clearance documents. The girl was not surprised when she saw the documents, but just made some records, and then took out seven cards and distributed them to everyone. people.

Being so proficient means that she often receives foreign visitors. An ordinary person treats people with such grace, and the self-confidence in her bones makes Liangmen very puzzled. Could it be the daughter of a wealthy family?

After the girl handed the card to several people, she said: "This is a temporary residence permit. You can stay here for seven days. After seven days, you have to apply for it again and explain the reason. Brother Hu, come here and take them to the Second Hospital. There are fewer people today."

The girl beckoned to a middle-aged man next to him, who immediately ran over, and he seemed to be a little respectful to the girl?

Liangmen saw this scene, but he was very puzzled, that middle-aged man was at least a first-rank warrior, why should ordinary people speak loudly in front of a first-rank warrior, shouldn't it be ordinary people flattering a first-rank warrior?

Why is it the other way around here in Dongdu?

The man asked a few people to follow him, and he got a relatively simple car from the side. It only had a roof and the door was not sealed. It was obvious that Zhinao was cutting corners.

There is no way around this, the demand is too high, as long as it can be moved, safety, convenience, and aesthetics are not considered at all.

A few people sat in the car and drove towards the city, feeling the majesty that slid across their cheeks, looking at the patchwork green belts on the street, they were also amazed, they hardly knew everything in the city.

Liang Men took out a bank ticket from his pocket and handed it to the driver, "Little brother, we are new here and there are many things we don't understand. Please take care of me. My name is Liang Men. I don't know your name?"

The driver glanced at the bank note, his eyes trembled again and again, because this bank note was worth his salary for a year.

But he turned his head forcibly, "You can just call me Cui San. You should keep the bank notes. We have discipline and cannot accept them. Don't worry, I will definitely help you to the end and cure your illness."

What kind of person is that Liangmen? The emperor's teacher. Anyone who sees him must call him old man. He has seen countless people in his life. Naturally, he knows that the person in front of him is extremely eager for this bank note, but he is able to suppress the greed in his heart. , incredible.

From his experience, there is only one possibility. Something is watching him, or he really values ​​this job and must not lose it, so he doesn't want to violate the rules.

"Brother Cui, who was that girl just now? How can you be very respectful to her, but how can you be so good with your cultivation level as a martial artist?"

"Hey, let's talk about Xiaorou. She was one of the first batch to work for the King of Chu. It is said that she is called a civil servant. Now she has a high level. What kind of contract workers are we called? Anyway, the level is higher than others, and the rights are higher than others. , then you must be more polite."

Even though Liangmen had a wealth of experience, he was still confused when faced with these new words.

After some questioning, he gradually understood that this civil servant seemed to be a clerk in the yamen, and he didn't have that much power. It was the contract worker that he didn't understand, maybe it meant contract work?

But no matter what, letting a high-end martial artist flatter an ordinary person has already broken through Liangmen's cognition, breaking the inherent class division here.

With worries in mind, Liangmen followed Cui San to the Second Hospital. This place is also very lively, but there are more buildings here. As soon as he entered the hospital, Cui San took him through the formalities, and then he was sent directly to the blood donation room.

After entering the blood donation room, Liang Men was extremely nervous. He wondered if there were any monsters behind this magical blood storage, some strange people who rely on drinking blood to feed back something. Of course, he knows this world better than most ordinary people. Much, Liang Men felt, as long as he had a look at it, he would know the truth here.

As a result, when I entered the door, there was only one bed in the blood donation room, plus a strange humanoid machine, two mechanical arms, and various knives on the mechanical arms that could be replaced, and a needle on the head.

This is the multifunctional treatment tool designed by Zhinao itself. It can complete most of the operations by one person, and it can also draw blood and essence.

Liangmen was a little at a loss. Suddenly, the strange machine projected a panel with various items and even human voices on it.

"Please state your needs."

Liang Men said tentatively, "I want to cure my tuberculosis."

"Pulmonary tuberculosis is a serious illness. Treatment requires 10 points. Your blood storage points are currently 0. It is not recommended to store blood in your current physical condition. You cannot afford it. There is a high probability of sudden death."

Liangmen knew in his heart that seriously ill people couldn't store blood, which made sense. Only normal people can store blood to get points, but who needs medical treatment for normal people? So Chu Dong's blood-preserving medical skills are basically a cover.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the strange machine actually spoke again, "In view of your special situation, here we suggest you take a point loan. After agreeing, you can immediately get ten points, and the monthly interest is 10%. There is no need to pay back until you are fully cured. Click agree and get treatment immediately."

Liang Men's eyes widened involuntarily, should he be treated immediately? Or will it be repaid after recovery? Is there such a good thing?

He slowly pointed his hand towards the agreement in mid-air, and when he approached him, he lost consciousness. Ten minutes later, Liangmen slowly woke up, and he felt his body lighten up very quickly, his lungs were hot, and his breathing was unprecedented. happy.

At this time, the weird voice sounded again: "Healing from a serious illness requires progress. Please pay attention to the diet and make up for it. If you need to strengthen the recipe and prescription, you need 1 point. Please click Agree, and you will get an interest-free loan."

Liangmen was inexplicably consumed with eleven points, and was also charged with a loan with an annual interest rate of 120%. He walked out of the blood donation room in a daze, as if living in a dream.

Princess Shangshui rushed up immediately, "Mr. Ge, how do you feel? You came out so fast, is it a lie?"

Liangmen took a big gulp of air, and even actively coughed violently, but there was no feeling in his lungs. The accompanying medical officer immediately grabbed Liangmen's wrist and began to feel his pulse.

After a while, he showed an unbelievable expression, "How is this possible! Elder Ge's pulse condition has changed, completely changed, and Elder Ge's illness has recovered!"