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The player is still there, but the NPC is gone

In the ward, Sakurai Si was still in a coma.

Bai Wei was temporarily allowed to visit. Perhaps the doctors and nurses gave up treatment.

The little girl who came to take care of her wiped her eyes and walked out of the room. Even if she was used to seeing life and death in the hospital, she would still sigh for her fate.

Bai Wei approached and gently held Sakurai Si’s palm.

Close your eyes and lower your consciousness.

Heroic spirits are favored ones who were born with mystery. Their existence itself is mysterious, but this does not mean that heroic spirits cannot be killed. Even high-level heroic spirits still have the possibility of being killed before they reach full maturity. sex.

And there are even more ways for lower-ranked heroic spirits to be killed. Even if they are fully mature digital…lower-ranked heroic spirits may be beaten to the point of paralysis, and eventually lose all their skills, and then become crippled.

In martial arts novels, this is called severing meridians; in western fantasy novels, it is called curse; in Japanese themes, it is called the strongest XX reincarnated and turned into an LV1 villager who cannot cultivate!

The core of the heroic spirit lies in the principle of the heroic spirit. The physical body is only a medium and carrier. Even if the physical body is destroyed, the heroic spirit still has a way to reincarnate. Even if the physical body is still there, destruction is only a matter of time.

To actually kill a heroic spirit, one must not only physically destroy its body, but also completely destroy its soul.

The fragments of the Heroic Spirit that Bai maintains are the traces and fragments left by the collapse of the Heroic Spirit.

It’s like the fragments left after a famous painting handed down from generation to generation is torn. Although it still retains a little value, it is far from when it was complete.

What can be relied on now is only a little mystery it retains, hoping to relieve the symptoms of blood moon disease.

It’s unlikely to be completely cured, but with a little relief, it’s still possible for her to survive this winter.

The process of transplanting the shards of Heroic Spirit is not complicated. Bai Wei introduced the shards into her body, and the visible effects began to take effect.

The place where the fragments are implanted is the heart.

The Scarlet Curse interferes with the material world by polluting the soul. It is not a qualitative existence itself.

Therefore, it is necessary to dispel the influence of the scarlet curse on the sea of ​​consciousness, and at the same time guard the vital points of the heart to avoid further loss of vitality.

Her heart rate became stable, and her complexion gradually became rosy.

He even opened his eyes after just ten minutes and regained consciousness.

“uncle……”

“I’m here.” Bai Wei asked, “Do you feel okay?”

“Thirsty.” Her lips were very dry, and then she said, “Hungry.”

It is a good thing that the body instinctively needs nutrients. The body that has been depleted does not need to be replenished, because it has passed the warning line.

The body’s cells and organs are constantly being squeezed, and it has no way to resist, so it just lays flat. If lying flat is useless, it just smashes it.

Bai Wei poured a glass of water: “Drink some water, I’ll go to the cafeteria to get some food.”

When they returned to the ward, the nurses and doctors were all happy. Waking up meant that the catastrophe was over.

The health index of the body is obviously picking up, which is a great thing.

“Do you want to feed?”

“No need.” Sakurai Si blushed, “I’ll do it myself.”

She ate a meal very quickly. She was really hungry, and she didn’t gobble it up. She ate a normal adult’s meal.

Bai Wei disposed of the disposable lunch box, sat by the bed and started peeling apples.

“Uncle.” Sakurai Si said softly, “I dreamed about my father.”

“He, did he say something?”

“He said, let me be obedient.” Sakurai Si asked softly, “Did Dad sneak back that night?”

Bai Wei paused for a second: “I was discovered by you.”

The girl lowered her head and asked softly, “Can you take me to see him?”

Bai Wei is silent. He has been very busy these days, and he hasn’t had time to dispose of Sakurai’s body. Maybe it’s still in the morgue?

If it remains unclaimed for too long, it will be cremated by the police, or donated to medical students as general teachers.

The result of the latter is not bad, but there should always be a cemetery and a tombstone, but those things are quite expensive.

Monk Yingzhou doesn’t know what compassion means, he asks for money even when he dies, asks the dead for money, and collects debts to the Hall of Hades. No wonder Ji Zang is not willing to become a Buddha, and the urn the size of his mother’s palm is divided into three rooms and one living room It’s for sale, but can I afford it now?

The emperor couldn’t help but fell into thinking… Poverty made him unable to do anything.

Seeing that Bai Wei didn’t speak, Ying Jingsi thought that he was offended, so she immediately changed her words: “If it doesn’t work, it’s okay not to go.”

Bai Wei came back to his senses, shook his head and said, “Of course, it’s just not convenient for the time being.”

It can’t be said that your father’s tombstone hasn’t been found yet, how about I cut down a loquat tree and carve a monument for him with royal fonts, so I can make do with it?

Anyway, it’s a cultural relic carved by the emperor himself, and it’s worth more than an urn consecrated by a monk.

As long as you use your brain, there are always more solutions than difficulties. There is nothing you can’t make do, the same goes for the tombstones in the cemetery.

He said softly, “Wait until you leave the hospital.”The girl lowered her head, but still complied in a sensible manner. The next moment she raised her head again, with light in her eyes: “Can I be discharged from the hospital?”

“of course can.”

“Really? But Dad said…you will fall ill after leaving the hospital.”

“Not now.”

“Really!” Sakurai Sato was happy for a while, then blinked: “Is it because Uncle has no money?”

With a puff, Bai Wei covered his heart and laughed dryly: “I can’t say I don’t have any money, I can only say that there is something wrong with the capital turnover for the time being. It’s okay, it’s okay. Uncle is the emperor. When I return to Europa, countless people will give me money.” They are scrambling to give me money… Uncle has no other skills, but he is a little confident in eating rich women’s soft rice.”

Sakurai Si giggled.

Maybe she didn’t really get over the grief of losing her loved one so quickly, but she just didn’t want to express it, and didn’t want others to worry.

Bai Wei stayed with her until noon. After thinking for a long time, he still took out a document that Sakurai had prepared before his death, and signed and sealed it.

“Xiaosi.”

“Ok?”

“What do you think of the name Bai Si?” He asked seriously.

Sakurai Si was stunned for a while, then blushed quietly, holding her cheeks.

“Uncle.” She said softly and shyly, “I’m only thirteen years old…this is a crime.”

Bai Wei: “…”

She went on to say: “When Xiaosi grows up a bit, maybe it can.”

Bai Wei: “…”

…

Less than three hours after leaving the hospital, Mifune Kimura received a notification from the hospital’s internal staff.

“What! Woke up? Still cured? Physical condition is pretty good! Are you kidding me? I knew it when I went in the morning…”

Beep beep, the landline phone hung up.

The secretary of the foundation has an ugly face. After finally finding a suitable heart, now he actually says that the person is not dead. Not only is he healed, but he can also run and jump?

Not only was all the hard work in the past in vain, but where can I find another suitable heart now?

A person has only one heart, and it is impossible to donate it! Prosperity and wealth also have to have a life!

The matching heart of the dying person is the best choice. I thought that if I gave enough money, I would definitely win it. The SSR that was already close to being obtained could be returned.

Kimura pushed his glasses, his voice trembling: “I have to report to the president, I can’t make up my mind about this matter.”

He didn’t know what the president’s attitude would be when he heard the news, but he could imagine that it might be hysterical, or it might be the eve of a storm.

Because Mito Raiichiro is dying.

A dying person with wealth and power, for the glimmer of hope of surviving, no matter how crazy he is, he may not hesitate to do anything.

…

In the visualization scene, the two met again, and Beichen Guidie greeted him dignifiedly, but saw Liu Shengshuangyue in a daze.

“Are you thinking…” She was about to ask, but she followed the other person’s line of sight and stopped immediately.

The old man who was sitting upright yesterday was gone, and there was an unnamed stele on the ground, with a knife stuck in front of the stele.

“Ah, this…” Beichen Guidie opened his mouth: “It’s only been a day, you can’t be because he slashed you yesterday…”

“How is it possible? There are still so many sword skills. If I want to kill him, I have to learn it. Who would do this kind of blind fishing without foresight?”

“Are you really going to cut it?” Beichen Guidie quietly distanced herself. This woman is too vengeful to deal with.

“It’s long-winded you.” Liu Shengshuangyue was also troubled. He woke up and rushed into the game, only to find that the only shop NPC had already connected to the underworld. His mood was so complicated. Could it be that I killed the other party? She said helplessly: “It was like this when I came in. There is no one left, just a stone tablet and a knife.”

“That’s it.” Beichen Guidie thought for a while, and then said with a flash of inspiration: “I probably understand.”

“Huh?” Liu Shengshuangyue pricked up her ears, let’s just hear what she said.

“He…” Beichen Guidie pointed to the stone tablet and said, “He must have died of old age!”

“Then he buried himself before he died and erected a monument?” Liu Shengshuangyue felt ridiculous: “Who can do that?”

“Tom.”