Since the emergence of witch doctors, medical castles and medical clinics in various countries have been affected by it.
Even if these doctors have not entered the witchcraft medical school, some of the treatment methods and systems of the witchcraft medical school have slowly spread.
For example, the division of different professional doctors and subjects, and the division of different diseases.
And this can also be seen inside the Green Vine Medical Fort. The rooms with wooden signs appear to have a strict system, and different doctors treat different patients.
It is no longer like before when a doctor seems to be able to cure all diseases and treat everything.
Although the divisions are still rough and many treatment methods are still primitive, crude, and bloody, everything is indeed progressing.
at this time.
A figure followed the moonlight, passed through the gate, and entered the Medical Fort.
He stood in the middle of the wide hall and looked around.
There is a strict system here and the division of departments.
As well as the beautifully lit lamps and the wooden signs hanging at the door, they all give it a civilized feel.
It made him feel that he was no longer in a wild and ancient era, millions of years ago, but seemed to be in an era not far from where he came from.
Although there is still a big gap from the era he once lived in.
However, it finally got a little close, and it looked like it could be touched.
At least that's how it seems to be on a civilized level.
it's dark.
A large number of doctors walked out one by one, discussing Miss Martafus' recent visit and what she said today.
"Witch medicine is really miraculous. The witch medicine I heard from others before is not so miraculous!"
"That's because Miss Matafus has mastered many mysteries of life. Even among witch doctors, she must be very powerful."
"If I have the chance, I will also go to the Witch Medical College in Fire Guard City to study!"
"You can be a good doctor without making witch medicine and have extraordinary powers. Witch doctors and doctors perform their own duties and complement and help each other. This is what Miss Martafus said."
"Can we doctors also worship the god of witch doctors?"
"Believe in the witch doctor god?"
"Yes, when the time comes, we will also put on those robes with the outline of the god's shape. How awesome will we look!"
After a noisy crowd emerged, only a few people remained, and the Medical Fort became somewhat quiet.
The figure who followed the moonlight walked inside, and you could see several caregivers taking out fire gas lamps and hanging them in the aisle.
"Hurry up, hurry up."
"Light a few more lights, it will be brighter."
"You think you don't need money? Great doctors are very stingy. When the time comes, they will reprimand me again."
Fire gas lamps appeared very early, but became popular very late.
Even now, in most villages on Ruhju Island, ordinary oil lamps and candles are still the main means of lighting at night.
But in every city today, there are several fire pools established.
Shopkeepers are usually flame demons, or people hired by flame demons. They specialize in selling gas lamps or replenishing them with fire elements. This is a very popular and profitable industry.
And some metropolitan areas.
It also directly connects the fire pool and street lights to create a city that never sleeps.
However, this kind of city is also very rare on Ruhe Island.
and.
Even in such a city, not all streets will have street lights.
Yin Shen walked into a room with the door open and saw something on the table.
A very strange concentric sphere.
You can also see several balls inside slowly turning in different directions, which is very strange.
And this thing is what Yin Shen wants to see during this trip.
There are not many things in this world that can make him curious.
Because no matter how powerful it is, it doesn't mean much to Yin Shen.
But this thing in front of me is different.
He always felt that this thing was very similar to something he had often used before.
Yin Shen stretched out his hand, his clean and slender palm exposed from under the silky white robe, and picked up the concentric ball.
With the help of the light from the window, I looked at the structure inside.
Currently, only the first outermost layer of the astrological ball is completely filled, and what fills the first layer is the memory scroll.
The densely arranged memory scrolls are like precision parts.
"interesting."
"Just like a computer."
Something that most people couldn't live without.
Although it does not use electricity, it is only a prototype at present. It is just a relatively sophisticated storage instrument.
the other side.
Matavs changed her clothes and sat for a while.
This is what Marta Fushi will do before each treatment, and she must think through the entire treatment process in her mind.
After finishing all the preparations for the treatment in meditation, she returned to the room next to her, ready to start with the astrological ball.
However, she hurriedly opened the door and saw "someone" inside the room.
Matavs' body suddenly stopped as she was about to walk in. She held the door with one hand and looked at the room with doubtful eyes.
The window was open, and the moonlight and night breeze poured in unbridled.
Light illuminates the room and the wind blows through the gauze curtains.
The man stood in front of the window with his back to her, holding an astrological ball. The light refracted and intertwined in the glass ball in his hand, making the man look like he was holding a shining star.
"Who are you?"
Matafosi stared, trying to see clearly what that person looked like.
However, the moon is extra bright tonight for some reason.
It was so bright that it dimly dyed the entire room silvery white, making it impossible for her to see clearly the appearance of the man.
she thinks.
Perhaps it was because that strange force dispersed thousands of miles of clouds that there was no obstruction in the sky tonight, and the moon could fall directly on the earth.
What she didn't know was that she was supposed to be invisible to the other party.
At this moment, she could see the other person. It was the other person who took the initiative to appear in front of her, even though it was just an outline.
The man was still looking at the astrological ball and asked Marta Fusi.
"There are four floors in total, with a concentric sphere structure, based on the Wisdom Road graphic."
"You constructed it according to the mythical life form of wisdom. You want to create a country that can make all wisdom species perfect, a country that is truly suitable for wisdom species."
"only."
"Even in the form of a myth, a body can only carry one consciousness."
"Therefore, in the Kingdom of God, only gods receive true immortality."
"If you want it to carry thousands of consciousnesses, you not only need eternal power, but also a more complex structural design, and you must also have a better understanding of the necessity of each part for the species of intelligence."
"You used the memory scroll to build the outermost layer, building a huge database and memory layer."
"So."
The man finally turned his head and looked at Matavs.
"How are you going to build the next layer of desire power?"
"What are your assumptions about it?"
The other party's voice seemed a little curious, curious about how Martafus would answer this question.
Matavs was also very surprised. She didn't understand why the other party knew so much, as if he knew the astrological sphere better than herself.
But if it came to this kind of discussion, she couldn't help but want to discuss it with the other party.
"When the Astrologer first created the Astrology Ball, part of it had the ability to respond to memories and emotions."
"So on the second level, I should strengthen my abilities in this area in a targeted manner."
Matafosi pushed up her glasses and said a little embarrassedly.
"It's just that I still don't understand until now, what exactly is desire?"
"What is the power of desire?"
This is also the reason why Matafusi is so looking forward to the next treatment.
The other party held the beads, leaned against the window sill easily, and looked out the window for a while, seeming to be in a very relaxed and ethereal state.
In other words, the other party itself is an ethereal existence that seems to float out of this world.
The other party seemed to think for a while, then turned around and answered Matafosi's question.
"Every question has a different answer when viewed from a different angle."
“If you look at it from the perspective of a human being as well as a machine, you can think of it as a force that drives people forward.”
"It's an established program for people to operate."
"Human appetite makes people want to eat, drink water, and hunt food; the desire to reproduce brings sex and ethnic groups; the desire to communicate with others makes people learn language, giving birth to writing."
"Etc., etc."
"The setting of a certain desire will eventually make them pursue something until the end."
Matavs thought of something in a daze, and then shouted a word.
"Taling."
Isn't Ta Ling just a pure evolution of desire?
From the moment it is created, each tower spirit is constantly running and pursuing something until the end.
It is not as complex as a real person, but the simpler it is, the more characteristic it is.
Matavs seemed to have an idea ready to come out, and she said to the other party excitedly.
"My astrological ball only stores memories and information. If I inject the power of desire one after another into it, the originally rigid memory information can be pushed and utilized by the power of desire, making it truly operational. "
It was only at this moment that she truly understood the principle of the tower spirit and the reason why the astrological ball was able to respond before.
The words spoken by the "person" in front of her seemed to dissect the root truth and reveal the truth directly in front of her.
This feeling was not felt even by Olan, who had created the tower spirit before.
only.
Matafusi slowly stopped as she spoke.
She seemed to have thought of something and became a little disappointed.
No words were spoken for a long time.
Finally, she pouted, raised her eyebrows, and shrugged her shoulders.
"Why do I suddenly feel like a human being is a machine controlled by desire?"
And this time the other party said.
"Human desires are also divided into different stages."
"People have many kinds of desires, and these desires are intertwined and superimposed, making people become an elusive existence."
The other party told Matavs.
"I once heard a saying."
"Human desires and needs are divided into five stages."
"Physiological needs, people need food, water, air, whether they are humans or animals, they all need these to survive."
"Safety needs, people need a sense of security, fear of pain, fear of disease."
"Social needs, people need feelings, friendship, love, family affection and other feelings, they want friends, they want lovers, they need relatives."
"The need for respect, some people want others to recognize and respect them, and some people want a personal sense of achievement or self-worth."
"Finally, there is the need for self-realization. After reaching this point, human desires have transcended instincts, and can even be called the desire to control one's own."
It was the first time for Matafosi to hear this statement, and she was so fascinated by it that she forgot about other things.
After the other party finished speaking, he looked at Matavs.
I don't know if it was an illusion or an illusion, but Matavs felt like she saw the moon appearing outside the window, shining directly into the room and onto her body.
The figure overlapping the moon then spoke.
"People are driven by desire, but they are not machines controlled by desire."
"Strong people can, in turn, harness their own desires and make them their own strength."
"only."
"Most people don't make it to the final stage."
"Many of those who can reach the final stage are the beings you call gods."
Under the moonlight, Matavs felt unusually clear-headed.
The more I think about what the other person told me, the more amazing it becomes.
Such a complex person, with such complex desires, can be divided in this way.
When she heard the other party's last words, she raised her head in surprise.
"God?"
"Are you talking about the desires of gods?"
the man said.
"They are not born gods. They were once an imperfect species of wisdom."
"If there is no lofty goal, the pursuit beyond ordinary desires, how do they spend these years, and why do they pursue so hard and refuse to stop."
When that person said the word "god", it was so calm that it made people feel terrified.
At least that's what Matafos was like.
When he spoke of the so-called gods, they seemed to be similar to mortals.
This was the first time that Matavs heard that someone used this perspective to analyze the existence of gods.
This time, she really felt that the existence in front of her was unusual.
"Who are you?"
"How do you know so much?"
The man was silent. It seemed that for him, the question of who I was was a bit difficult to answer, and it was the highest difficult question in the world.
Only at the end did He speak.
“Probably just one”
"A person who lives beyond time and is not remembered."
By this era, no one knew that the Creator was Yinsai.
And His true name has long been buried in the unreachable future.
Even God King Lederiki couldn't pronounce His real name.
From that time on, no one knew who He was.
That's where it started.
He knew he could no longer tell others who he really was.
Of course, Matafosi didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and she suddenly opened her mouth wide and made a confused sound.
"ah?"
The man did not talk about this topic again, but looked at Matafosi and said.
"And you are the one driving the times and the future."
There seemed to be a hint of envy between the words.
God Yin is the creator who transcends all things. He brings wisdom, life and dreams.
But he can never be the protagonist of this world, but just an observer outside of time.
He wants to meet someone and go to a certain place, and he never cares whether the other person is a mortal or a god, or whether it is the Kingdom of God or the human world.
If He feels that he should meet him, then he will meet him.
And these people.
Almost all of them have become the protagonists of the era, even if he didn't actually do anything.
Sally and Sheila call this power destiny.
Little did Matafus know that she was meeting her fateful moment at this very moment.
Matafus was so happy to be praised like this.
"You mean, I'm the protagonist, just like those heroes?"
"Is it okay for someone like me?"
The other party and the moon merged into one, and the light in the astrological ball became even brighter after refraction.
"When the tide of time comes."
“There is always someone special, and it can be anyone, and of course it can be you.”
"That's just a stone monument destined to appear there when history turns a corner."
"And the so-called protagonist."
"Everyone is the protagonist of their own story, and it has nothing to do with others."
Listening to the other party's words, Matavs felt that the other party seemed to have seen many protagonists, protagonists and otherworldly figures from one era after another.
Listening to the other party's words, she suddenly felt very relaxed.
Seems to understand something.
When the tide of the times came, she took over the mission of the God of Witch Doctor. This was a choice of fate.
But how to become the protagonist, how to become the protagonist of her own story, is her own choice.
"Then my story."
"Is it a story about finding flaws in wisdom?"
Matavs took off her silver-rimmed glasses, not because she was nervous this time, but because she no longer seemed to need them to block her vision.
"So I'm going to prove it."
"We are the spirit of God, and we are born as perfect beings with eternal life."
The shadow in front of the window looked at Matavs and asked suddenly.
“Do you think it’s a good thing or a bad thing for ordinary people to gain eternal life?”
Matavs replied: "It depends on what kind of eternal life it is!"
Matafus answered seriously, because she really thought so.
"If you are with friends, if there are endless things to do, if there are endless roads to walk, if eternal life is a choice."
Matafusi said boldly.
"why not?"
"What I want to do is not necessarily how it should be done. I just think we can be better and have more choices."
Under the moonlight, Yin Shen let out a chuckle: "You really want a lot."
Matafos: "That's how people are!"
The figure in front of the window was stunned for a moment. It seemed that Matafosi's words reminded him of something. Perhaps, he recalled that he was also an ordinary person.
"yes!"
"That's how people are!"
More and more moonlight is projected from the sky, seeming to drown everything around it, and it continues to gather as the other party stays here longer.
The figure that merged with the moonlight could no longer even be seen in outline at this moment.
The man raised his head in front of the window and glanced at the moon outside.
"I'm somewhat looking forward to the scene you mentioned."
The figure put down the astrological ball and gently left it on the table.
Matafus looked at the astrological ball and was attracted by it.
Wait until you raise your head.
The figure has disappeared.
Together with the clear light and the moon outside the window.
Matafosi stood stunned at the door, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.
And the first words spoken were.
"Eh?"
"What am I doing here?"
Matafos thought for a long time, and finally remembered that she was here to get the astrological ball, and then go to treat people with amnesia.
She picked up the astrological ball on the table and immediately walked towards the depths of the Medical Fort.
As he walked, he chanted in his mouth.
"desire."
"The power of desire."
Suddenly, Matafus stopped walking.
"If man is a machine, then isn't the power of desire the force that drives the machine forward?"
"if……"
"if……"
In just a few moments, one genius idea after another appeared in Matafosi's head.
And these thoughts also surprised her.
Matavs felt as if she suddenly had an enlightenment and said in disbelief.
"Martafus, you are such a genius."
"How could so many great ideas emerge in such a short period of time?"
——
Green Vine Medical Fort.
Gamer is resting, waiting for the treatment to begin.
He stood in the corner of the yard, his heart filled with a feeling of confusion and panic.
It's a terrible feeling to not be able to remember anything.
It's like standing on a dark broken bridge, with no way to retreat and no way to see clearly.
The only thought he remembered was that he had to go home.
The world he saw after waking up, everything in this city was so strange, like the fog in the darkness, and it couldn't match the "normal world" he should have thought.
In the yard, there are also patients staying in the hospital walking.
It was a mother and son. The adult son supported his mother and comforted her who was a little scared and worried.
"Don't be afraid, the disease can be cured."
"I'll always be here with you."
"When the disease is cured, we will go home together, and then the family will invite all our friends for a big meal."
The mother put her hands on her son's strong shoulders, and her mood calmed down invisibly, as if she had a support and support.
"Um!"
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Gamer looked at the backs of mother and son, and suddenly felt a strong sense of envy.
"Yes, the disease can be cured."
"It'll be fine once it's cured."
Gamer told himself.
"After the disease is cured, I can go home."
"I should also have family and friends and be able to reunite with them."
at this time.
Matafus took out the magical tool, the astrological ball, and finally arrived. Beside her, Ginya held a covered bottle.
Matavs walked up to Gamer and asked him.
"Rested and ready?"
"We're going to start next."
Gamer didn't say anything and followed him back to the prepared treatment room.
Matavs activated the ritual array and enchantment arranged in the treatment room, and then let Gamel lie on the bed.
"Wow~"
She closed the curtain, played with the astrological ball for a while, and then placed it in Gamer's arms.
Then she told Gamer.
"Next, I will use the magic of memory to introduce your consciousness into this astrological ball."
"Don't resist, try to put all your awareness into it."
"In this way, all your memories will appear in the astrological ball, and then we will alienate and reorganize."
Matafosi explained the treatment process to him in a very simple and understandable way, at least Gamer could understand it now.
"at last."
"You'll get the whole memory back instead of just remembering it piece by piece."
Worried that Gamel would be afraid of treatment, Matafusi, a witch doctor, skillfully comforted him.
"Don't worry, the whole process is almost like a dream."
Gamer nodded: "I understand."
After standing next to the bed for a while, light continued to escape from behind Matafusi, and those combinations turned into a shadow.
She summoned her own ghost spirit.
This time, the ghost spirit turned into a witch spirit form.
The ghost spirit in the form of a witch spirit held a book and recited a spell, and when he saw Gamel lying on the bed, he immediately fell asleep.
A series of memory spells penetrated Gamer's body, and at the same time, the astrological ball also released a bright light.
Densely packed words were released from the astrological ball and surrounded Gamer.
His consciousness slowly connected with the astrological ball in his arms, and finally sank into it little by little.
Subsequently.
The astrological ball in Gamer's arms slowly floated up.
And Gamer's eyes slowly closed completely, gradually disconnecting from the outside world.
at this time.
Yin, who was standing aside, saw that the entire starting process was almost completed, and finally withdrew his gaze.
She walked aside and put down the bottle she was holding in her arms.
At the same time, the cloth covering it was lifted.
It's just that people didn't expect it.
Gamer, who was lying on the bed, saw the silver flower cup in the bottle with his last peripheral vision, and suddenly opened his mouth.
Open very big.
His body went stiff for a moment, and he suddenly called out the name of a snake girl. "Liz?"
Gamel shouted this name with a fearful and sad expression, as if he recalled something.
"How could you."
"Why are you here?"
Gamer never thought that the other party would appear here and appear in front of him again.
And what saddened him was not just why she was still here, but that she was still here.
This flower of despair, forever floating between the swamp and the sea of clouds, is always there, holding on to everything she once had and refusing to give up.
Even if it was just a dream beneath a farce.
Even if it gradually withers and shrinks to this point.
Still unwilling to dissipate.
"Aren't you still willing to...give up?"
Gamer's eyes finally shed a trace of clarity, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
And his consciousness completely fell into the depths of the astrological sphere.
The astrological ball bloomed with light, reflecting a picture that did not belong to this era, and showing a story that did not belong to this era.
(End of chapter)
