Lin Fan was poked by fingers. After flipping around in the air a few times, he landed firmly on the ground.
He touched his chest.
Except for a scale on his chest that was shattered, the fingers wrapped in black energy did not hurt his body.
But the other warriors around him didn't fare so well.
The monks were constantly pulling their fingers out of their chests and throwing them on the ground. They were also constantly using magic to dispel the black energy from the wounds.
Luo Mingye said to Lin Fan: "I asked my disciples to go ahead and take the injured warriors to retreat to Tianjing City for treatment."
Lin Fan nodded, and then turned his attention to the coffin.
Under the sunlight, a cockroach-like creature sat up in the coffin.
There is a huge scarlet eye on the top of its head, which is exuding a playful expression.
It seemed like he was laughing at the warriors for not overestimating their abilities.
When Lin Fan saw this, he was furious!
"court death!"
The flames of black energy burned blazingly along Fang Tian's painted halberd.
His figure suddenly disappeared, and the next time he appeared, he was already at the coffin.
He directly thrust the spike of Fang Tian's painted halberd into the coffin.
The raging flames immediately began to burn the black gas in the coffin.
Weigui was also injured by the flames, and while screaming, he shot out his fingers to attack Lin Fan.
The fingers shrouded in black energy were densely packed and continuous like Gatling, and they kept jingling on Lin Fan's body.
The scales on Lin Fan's body had extremely high defense, and the tinkling sound was endless.
Lin Fan completely forced the attack, allowing the black flames to continue to spread and climb up Weigui's body.
But he couldn't hold on for long.
Weirdness is weird, but it's not stupid.
Its fighting instinct is that when faced with an insurmountable defense, it will choose to continuously attack one place, trying to use quantitative changes to cause qualitative changes.
As long as it can open a hole in Lin Fan's body, it will have a chance to kill the being in front of it.
But how could Lin Fan give it such a chance?
Keeping the green hills, you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood!
When he saw that the scales on his chest were about to be pierced by intensive attacks, Lin Fan instantly retreated and distanced himself.
Weigui didn't seem to be reconciled, and a string of black energy chased Lin Fan.
But Lin Fan was holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, fidgeting with it, and cutting with the giant sword embedded in his arm.
Three times, fingers fell all over the ground.
Seeing those fingers still struggling and beating on the ground, Lin Fan waved Fang Tian's painted halberd, and the black flames burned these fingers.
My fingers hurt, like worms crawling on the ground like headless flies.
But how could Lin Fan's flames be resisted by beings like them?
Not long after, these fingers were all turned into ashes.
Lin Fan touched the injury on his chest. The muscles were surging, and scales were forming all over his body.
"When the scales on the chest recover, we will take action together! Eliminate this monster as soon as possible!"
"yes!"
The warriors around him all breathed a sigh of relief!
On the other side, the injured warriors were brought back to Tianjing City.
In the eyes of the warriors, the monks were trying to save themselves and others along the way.
Unfortunately, the monks themselves carried too few resources and could not eradicate the black energy from the warriors' wounds. They had to wait until they returned to the city.
These are what the monks themselves said, and the warriors had no doubts, so they all believed them.
When they finally returned to the city, they were divided into several waves.
The name is euphemistic: there are enough wards, there is no need to crowd them all together, and the room is spacious and well-ventilated.
As a result, some people with simple backgrounds were assigned to single-person VIP wards, while those with complex backgrounds could only squeeze a few people into a room.
Lin Daoyuan, a state-level martial artist, was sent to a separate ward.
Not long after, a male monk and several female monks appeared in front of him.
A female monk held a huge needle in her hand and pushed the piston handle in front of Lin Daoyuan, pushing out the air inside.
Looking at a few drops of clear liquid, the female monk pushed the needle out, drew an arc in the air, and then fell to the ground.
Lin Daoyuan's heart seemed to have fallen into an abyss.
Under the light, the sharp pillow was shining brightly, making Lin Daoyuan swallow his saliva.
He asked nervously: "What are you doing?"
The friar explained: "This is an anesthetic."
"anesthetic?"
Lin Daoyuan had never heard of such a thing.
The medicine in their world is still in the herbal stage.
Even if the wound can be sutured, it is basically up to the patient to endure it.
Fortunately, the warrior's endurance is not low.
If ordinary people cannot bear it any longer and need anesthesia, they will resort to physical anesthesia.
When the warrior punches down, the patient will not know anything else.
The friar continued:
"You have a penetrating injury, and all the internal organs inside are injured. If we treat your wound directly, you will be in pain to death.
Therefore, before treating the wound, it is best to anesthetize you to prevent your body from shaking due to pain, which will affect the effect of the treatment. "
Hearing such a clear answer, Lin Daoyuan nodded. He was doing it for his own good and he had no way to refute it.
But he looked in the direction of the needle, still full of fear.
Looking at Lin Daoyuan's expression, the male monk felt a little funny.
Sure enough, no matter which world a person is from, no matter how strong he is, he will always have inexplicable fear in his heart when facing such a big needle.
The male monk said to the female monk on the side: "Okay, let's start!"
"yes!"
Lin Daoyuan looked at the female monk, holding a huge needle and walking towards him, but his body began to retreat involuntarily.
"Easy, gentle! Ah!"
The female monk didn't care about him, so she quickly inserted the needle into his thigh.
As the potion in the syringe was continuously pushed into Lin Daoyuan's body, his eyelids slowly opened.
After he completely lost consciousness, there was a rustle under the floor.
A tentacle pushed open the floor under the bed, emerged and stretched directly onto the bed.
The two eyes on the tentacle looked at Lin Daoyuan, who had completely fainted, and then sucked his head.
Then the tentacles seemed to be sucking noodles, and they sucked Lin Daoyuan into his mouth.
A human-shaped bulge slid down the tentacles and finally entered the ground.
After the Brood got Lin Daoyuan's template, the tentacle got off the bed and lay directly on the floor.
Its eyes and beak continued to degenerate, while its body continued to grow and expand, eventually becoming a breeding room.
Groups of nutrients turned into bulges and were poured into the culture room along the tentacles.
A human body is rapidly taking shape inside.
Not long after, Lin Daoyuan's body was pushed out of the cultivation room.
His body was stood on the floor.
A tentacle was on his body, sucking up the remaining white mucus everywhere.
When Lin Daoyuan opened his eyes, a female monk handed him a set of clothes.
Lin Daoyuan took it and started to put on his clothes.
The friar standing nearby asked: "How do you feel?"
Lin Daoyuan didn't stop and replied directly: "It feels pretty good. He is a powerful warrior and has a very high physical fitness. It's just that now he has lost all his abilities and has to start training again. It's a pity."
The male monk smiled and said: "It's good that the Brood can guarantee that you have the physical strength of a country-level warrior in advance. It's normal for you to have lost all your abilities now that you've been seriously injured."
In response, Lin Daoyuan did not refute, but just nodded.
After putting on his trousers, he asked the monk: "Has Lin Daoyuan's family taken care of it now?"
"It's in full swing," said the friar.
On the other side, inside Shangyuan City.
As a state-level warrior born from a civilian background, the Lin family does not have many members.
But with Lin Daoyuan's financial strength and influence, he made a lot of profits from opening a store.
At the same time, they can buy a big house in a big city like Shangyuan City.
No. 13 Ank Street.
Lin Daoyuan's family of four lives here.
At this time, a hole was suddenly dug under the rockery in the garden of the Lin family courtyard, and a group of four people jumped out from inside.
Lin Daoyuan's parents were sitting at the stone table by the pond not far away, drinking fine tea.
Several waterbirds were swimming happily in the pond.
"Quack quack"
Several waterfowl suddenly began to fight each other for some unknown reason.
They pulled each other's feathers, and the injured screamed miserably.
This sudden situation immediately attracted the attention of the two people on the shore.
"Old man, what happened?"
The old woman's eyes seemed a little bad.
The old man's eyesight is also not very good.
He tried his best to keep his eyes wide open and looked towards where the sound came from.
But in the end, tears flowed out, but I still didn't know what was going on over there.
So he had to shake his head and said: "I didn't see clearly either."
The next moment, two monks suddenly appeared behind them.
Two big hands flashing with lightning instantly grabbed the backs of their necks.
Under the violent electric shock, the two people fainted immediately.
After the alarms they had hidden in their arms were found by the monks, they were taken to the rockery.
Not long after, an old couple came back from the rockery.
They returned to their seats and continued drinking tea.
Under the calm surface, in their minds, people from the Strategy Department were constantly explaining the script to them.
The life stories, speaking habits, small movements, mantras, etc. of the two old men were constantly poured into their minds.
As senior actors, the two are trying to get into their roles quickly.
On the other side, in the accounting room behind the Lin family's shop, a woman was making trouble inside.
Bai Xinmeng slammed the table and asked Lin Daoyuan's wife Fu Bobo:
"Why was my salary last month only 2060?"
Fu Bobo smiled and replied: "Because your salary is only 2060? I won't pay you this much? How much should I pay you?"
Bai Xin became even more angry.
She took out her mobile phone and showed the recruitment text message from Lin's store in front of Fu Bobo.
"Don't you clearly say 6-8 thousand on it? Why is my salary only 2060? You must give me an explanation today!"
According to the Federation's wartime system, everyone's jobs were assigned directly after graduation.
But not everyone likes this way of working.
Therefore, some people will choose to open their own shops, while others will choose to work in these places.
But without exception, whether you are opening a store or working part-time, you basically have to be the best in something.
They were unwilling to achieve equality within the system, and chose to leave the federal war system for the sake of high profits and high wages.
For federally assigned jobs, the salary is generally 2,000-4,000, the minimum wage is 2,000, and the upper limit is 4,000.
The federation is using this distribution + self-help approach, two tracks simultaneously, to use the research and development capabilities of private shops to force the technology within the system to continuously improve.
If an institutional factory with so many outstanding talents cannot do the job of a small private unit outside, then officials will have no chance of promotion.
The money distributed by the federal government does not seem to be a lot, but it can only maintain the basic life of a family of three, and is not enough for the family to live a luxurious life.
Bai Xin also chose to leave the federal system and come to work in Lin's store because of a higher salary. As a senior technician in the federation, she chose to leave the federal system.
But as soon as her salary was paid, her heart dropped.
But even after she produced the evidence, Fu Bobo still didn't even look at it.
Fu Bobo smiled calmly and said: "Take a good look at it for yourself. The 6-8000 I said is not 6000-8000. Do you blame me if you got it wrong?"
Bai Xin couldn't believe it, so she opened her phone again and read the content of the text message carefully.
Fu Bobo shook his fan and fanned himself while saying, "Do you see clearly?"
Bai Xin looked at Fu Bobo in shock.
"In your Lin's shop, the wages mentioned are from 6 to 8,000 yuan?"
Fu Bobo nodded simply.
"That's right! Isn't it clearly written on the recruitment information we posted?"
Bai Xin retorted: "I'm a technician! After you manufacture the things I designed, don't they sell very well?"
Fu Bobo didn't mean to lie to her and said directly:
"The sales are quite good. We work here more and get more. As long as the workers work hard every day, their wages will definitely be very high!"
Therefore, the wages of workers responsible for making goods are as high as 4,060 yuan!
But what you did last month was just designing that one product, so isn’t it normal that you could only get a basic salary? "
Bai Xin frowned and said, "You are maliciously exploiting me!"
"Hahaha." Fu Bobo said with a smile, pointing to the trophy on the table next to him. "Don't talk nonsense. Our Lin family is a national entrepreneur in the Federation. Our business is legal and compliant, and we continue to pay taxes in accordance with the law. If you talk nonsense, you will be jailed."
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Bai Xin didn't even know how to reply to her.
Bai Xin looked at the golden trophy with the words "National Entrepreneur" written on it, gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.
A salary of 2,060 yuan is in line with the federal minimum wage.
In the federal system, she can get a steady amount of 4,000 yuan a month.
If you leave the system, you will get less money. Who can accept this?
However, although the behavior of Lin's store took advantage of federal laws, it also met the federal minimum wage standards.
This means that even if she sues Lin's store, there is a high probability that she will not be able to get the commission compensation she deserves.
The argument couldn't come to a conclusion, so she had no choice but to give it up for the time being! He left the accounting room angrily.
Fu Bobo didn't care about Bai Xin's departure.
This product designed by Bai Xin is the product of her painstaking efforts and is at least two generations ahead of the products in the federal system.
According to the communication with Bai Xin during this period, she knew very well that Bai Xin would no longer be able to design something of a comparable level in a short period of time.
Therefore, raising her is a complete waste of money.
The Lin family can make money for at least several years with this product.
When you run out of money, you can just find someone with outstanding abilities to take advantage of you.
The Federation doesn't have many things, it just has a lot of people. Anyway, if she doesn't do it, there are plenty of people who do it!
Fu Bobo also went home with a smile.
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