Near evening, Lu Chunxiao called Lu Ning and told him about Chu Wei's situation. A person who claimed to be Chuwei's cousin came to take care of him and thanked her and the coach. The doctors failed to reach a unified conclusion on Chu Wei's diagnosis, but the consensus was that Chu Wei looked in terrible condition. In fact, there was no major physical problem. He just needed to rest normally and replenish his blood.
"I've never heard of bleeding from the seven orifices without major problems. Is this doctor accurate..." Lu Chunxiao said with complaint.
Lu Ning could only deal with a few words. Who told her to come to the same conclusion through her own observation? The doctor really didn't make a mistake in the diagnosis. After hanging up the phone, she explained the situation to Ying Caiyi and Li Xian, and they both felt that the diagnosis was outrageous.
"Will Sister Lu come back tonight?" Li Xian asked.
"Since a relative has arrived, she probably doesn't need to stay with her in bed. Let's see if she's worried." Lu Ning cleared the table, glanced at the monster ornament she bought, and suddenly found that the distortion spots on it seemed to have stabilized. .
She remembered that there was still a little fluctuation yesterday. It seems that the distortion point will disappear if it cannot be triggered for a long time?
This was an interesting discovery. Lu Ning reached out and took off the ornaments. After a closer look, the traces on them had completely disappeared. Now this set of ornaments was completely a set of decorations.
"Lu Ning, the literary club has an event tomorrow."
Ying Caiyi called Lu Ning.
"Activities? I don't remember any activities. Club activities are notified two or three days in advance, right?" Lu Ning and Ying Caiyi are both in the literary club, but they are not important members of that club and only participate occasionally. She was a fan of the event, but she happened to have nothing to do tomorrow, so she was a little interested.
"Notified by email, it seems that a famous writer who came here was invited... his pen name is Cui Fu. Because it is temporary, that's why the notification was so urgent. First there was a lecture, and then there was an exchange meeting, which seemed a bit interesting."
"Cui Fu? Who is he?"
"I checked... he is... a contemporary young writer and a screenwriter. He has written several works such as "Spring and Autumn in the City", "White Fish and the Poet", and "Mo Zhong"."
"What are you talking about? "Mo Zhong"? Isn't there going to be a film and television adaptation soon?" Li Xian jumped up from the bed when she heard it, "You are talking about the original author Cui Fu? Oh, can you let me join in? join in the fun?"
"Let me ask the president...Lu Ning, are you going?"
"Go, there's nothing to do anyway."
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Tang Ling and a boy got off the bus. They were dressed in rags, as if they had run away from a ravine. The people around them looked at them strangely.
"Sister, what are we doing here?"
"Don't ask." Tang Ling glanced at the boy, "I told you to just follow me."
The boy's name was Tong Yang. Tang Ling managed to figure out his name, but his impression of him was still very thin. He only vaguely remembered that there seemed to be such a child in his childhood.
Tong Yang also had a strong trust in her. When Tang Ling was about to leave, the boy almost immediately expressed his intention to go with her. Originally, Tang Ling didn't want to bring a dragster, but maybe because of her life in the distribution center, she agreed to the boy by some mistake.
Tang Ling ignored the black car drivers holding signs on the side of the road and led the boy along the street to a construction site in front of him. Although she was dressed like this, she was not without money. When leaving, Tang Ling approached a well-known local boss, killed his entire family at night, and stole enough money to squander on the road.
However, she had no purpose. The term "normal life" was far from Tang Ling's. Only people similar to her could live with her. At this time, a strange incident she encountered by chance aroused Tang Ling's interest. In a somewhat dilapidated building, she met a group of robbers who seemed to have gone crazy. They were all dressed in workers' clothing, but their bodies were mottled with different attributes. Tong Yang couldn't understand what was going on, but Tang Ling immediately noticed that these people seemed to be contaminated in some way.
But even if they were contaminated, she could easily kill these people. This time she did it in front of Tong Yang, just to observe Tong Yang's reaction. The result was that the boy adapted well to it.
Then, Tang Ling followed the clues left by these people and traced four places. The last place was the construction site where they first worked.
The work speed at the construction site slowed down a bit in winter, but it was still a busy scene. Tang Ling wandered at the door, and a guard came over to ask her. She took the opportunity to ask the names of several workers.
The guard went back to inquire, and soon a worker about forty years old came out and asked in a very rustic accent: "Little girl, what do you want from them?"
"I picked up a few work passes while riding in the car. They happened to be not far from here, so I sent them over." Tang Ling took out a work pass and said, "It says here."
"Yes, they were still working here in July, but it seems something happened at home, so they hurriedly paid the work and left. I guess they just threw it away because they no longer needed it." The worker said, "Girl, you It’s a good intention, but these things are useless.”
"That's it, it's okay. But can construction site workers leave at will? Didn't they sign a contract?"
"It depends on whether the foreman and the boss are good. After all, no one wants something like this to happen to the family. Our boss is quite good. However, there is some chaos around this place. Little girl, you should leave quickly and wait for this Once the area is built, it will be easier to manage." The worker advised.
"Okay, thank you."
Tang Ling retreated a little further, called Tong Yang, and the two walked into a slightly narrow alley next to it. There were various small shops doing unknown businesses, just as the worker said before. It's the same, it's pretty messy.
Two people walked into a hair washing room. The people inside took a look and found that there was only a young girl and an even smaller boy. No one was interested, and no one even came to greet them. Tang Ling slapped a table hard and shouted, "Where is the person in charge here?"
"What are you shouting for! Are you going to die?"
A plump woman squeezed out from the door with difficulty. When she saw Tang Ling and the others, her expressions became even worse: "Where did you get that stinky girl? Why are you making so much noise? We don't hire workers here!"
"I want to inquire about something."
"Inquire about things?" The fat woman sneered, "It's not that easy to inquire about things here. Either you have money or you have power. Little girl, what can you come up with to inquire about?"
Several people had already stood up and gathered around, faintly blocking the way behind the two of them.
Tang Ling casually broke off the corner of the table.
The fat woman's expression suddenly changed. The table was an iron table with a five centimeter thick iron plate on the top. She had never heard of anyone being able to break such a thing with bare hands.
"You all should have some sense to live here. I'm here to ask a question. I hope no one will be disrespectful." Tang Ling rolled the iron plate into a ball in his hands and threw it at the fat woman's feet.
"You asked."
"The nearby construction site has been under construction for several months. Do you know everyone there?"
The fat woman smiled apologetically and said, "I know you. There is a shop nearby on our street. Almost all the workers there recognize you. Those who don't recognize you can also ask around. As long as you give me a name, I will definitely know." "
Tang Ling threw away the several work permits he had received.
"I want to know all the relevant information about these people, including their habits, who they have come into contact with, and when they left."
About an hour later, Tang Ling walked out of the store, and the fat woman saw the evil star away with a cold sweat on her face.
Tang Ling was a little confused.
The world she returned to was much the same as what she remembered, but it also felt subtly different. She has seen so much of the filth and ugliness beneath the masks of human hypocrisy that she has long thought that most people in the world she lives in are hopeless.
However, when she died, she had no chance to see the outside world. All she knew was from the radio and some newspapers and magazines. In addition, the people she met at the distribution center opened up a lot of horizons for her, and now Tang Ling was a little confused.
She looked at her hands. She originally thought that after returning from the distribution center, she could live aimlessly in this world as she pleased, but what she found now made her begin to doubt that there were still people in this world who could compete with her own power. Do things...really exist?
Noble flesh and blood - Tang Ling chose the scene ability to bring back for herself. For a veteran tourist like her, there are of course dozens of different abilities for her to choose from, and this ability is what Tang Ling thinks is the strongest and most convenient. one. She can influence all living things through her body, reconstruct the characteristics of life from the atomic level, and even directly deprive it of life. As long as Tang Ling has this idea, she can create a biological disaster such as a biochemical crisis, alien invasion, or genetic mutation at will. Transforming one's body into that of Superman is just the simplest application of this ability.
However... Tang Ling is not planning to implement any human transformation plan. Her personality is far from that of a demon king. She only hopes that she can live a happy life, and now this unknown situation is an unsatisfactory one for her. thing.
"It's really weird."
Tang Ling and Tong Yang walked to the end of the street, where there was a small broken house. She opened the door, and a strong smell of drugs and stench came from the house.
"Hey, don't the people here know how to clean the house?"
"I don't have much time left, kid..." An old voice came from the room, "If you don't mind, please open the window for me..."
Tang Ling walked into the house and opened the window. The outside air blew in with the wind, taking away some of the strong smell in the house.
"I heard that many people who left have come to visit you." She turned around and looked at the person lying on the bed in the corner. The man's hair was already pale in color and his appearance was haggard. Only his eyes were blazing.
"Yes...if anyone can really trace this place, it must be...a capable person." The old man coughed twice and slowly laughed, "You are the one I am waiting for..."
"wait for me?"
"You have hatred and anger in your heart, but you have nowhere to vent it. You have no intention of being an enemy of the world, but you hate the world. This hopeless hatred has led you here...I am the last choice."
"Stop nagging me, who are you?"
"Pharmacist...that's what we call ourselves." The old man smiled and picked up a jar from the bedside, brought it to his nose, took a deep breath, and then put it down.
"A poisoner?" Tang Lingyi frowned.
"No, no, our medicine is a medicine that truly saves the world... Young man, I can clearly see the confusion in your heart, which also proves that I do have this ability. However, I am a mortal, even though I am blind, Such knowledge is given by God, but the five blessings are lost. Those seeds have been scattered, but the roots... ahem, the roots cannot be broken..."
"What is it?" Tang Ling curled his lips, walked up to the old man, and took a look at the jar. There was some gray powder in it, without any smell.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, haha, I was too impatient. However, your life lacks a goal. I must have said that right, right?"
"You seem to be quite capable, but so what?"
"Want to know? My ability, my knowledge, all of this... is actually greater than you think. You are suitable. You should find the meaning of your life instead of wasting your time."
"Unless you explain everything clearly to me, I won't listen to your nonsense at all." Tang Ling said coldly, "Don't think that I won't dare to kill you because you are so old that you are going to die. As long as I do it, you will die." It has to be so quiet that no one will know about it for a century.”
"I believe, I believe." The old man was still smiling, "You should have such courage, that's how it is. I will tell you everything, everything -"
At this moment, the old man's expression froze, and Tang Ling had already raised his hand and pierced his abdomen with his fingers through the thin quilt.
"I don't trust anyone in this world, especially a cult leader like you." Tang Ling narrowed his eyes and said, "Good people? Bad people? No, there is only such a distinction between me and others in this world. Do you think those things of yours can seduce me? Is it? The level is still too low. If I need anything, I can look for it myself without having to bear any responsibilities... I hate these inexplicable responsibilities."
The old man's body contracts rapidly, becomes exhausted, and then deforms. The bones and flesh made a crackling sound, and finally Tang Ling lifted it up and turned into a book between her fingers.
"Distortion point phenomenon? Believer? Huh, I don't believe that I have returned to my original world less and less. After all, how could I still want to go back to that shit place?"
The sound of flipping books and Tang Ling's slightly cold voice came from the room.
