Xu Xiaoyou marveled that the doctor was practically a superhuman; any ordinary person with so many negative effects at once would be lucky to last a few minutes, yet the doctor managed to endure for two hours during her offline period!
Xia Li and the others had all departed, and the main mission, "Antidote Developnt," had not yet been declared a failure. It appeared they hadn't reached the noble compartnt yet, so there was still ti.
At this mont, she noticed that her positive status effects column always had two effects.
"Current Buff Status: Star Blessing, Elegy of Life."
Wait,
Star Blessing, Elegy of Life??
Xu Xiaoyou stood frozen. One must understand, these are the unique buff effects of the Starry Singer, and besides the blue-haired girl, she knew no other Starry Singer.
She couldn't imagine how soone crossed through ti and space, breaking through the barriers ford by the data flow to impart the buff onto her.
Was this the power of the "Starry Singer"?
Xu Xiaoyou shook her head, her gaze swiftly calming as she focused her attention on the present mont.
It seed these two buffs were what kept the doctor from falling off the edge, preventing the virus infection from worsening further.
Xu Xiaoyou pondered for a mont, waiting for her Life Value to slowly recover. When it reached 7%, she forcefully pulled out the small knife embedded in her abdon, her whole body tensing and twitching from the pain.
Leaning against the wall, Xu Xiaoyou raised her head, half-closing one eye. Her heaving chest gradually cald down, and turning her head, she saw a crystalline bitter lon candy rolling into the corner of the wall, its clear sugar coat covered in thick dust.
Heaven knows how sothing from reality appeared here, but it did, and with so many bizarre events happening, Xu Xiaoyou was too weary to think more about it. She picked it up, disregarding the dust, and placed it in her mouth, using its bitterness to divert her attention and lessen the pain.
As the intense pain subsided, she breathed a sigh of relief, then reached into her lab coat and took out a lighter, a silver-embroidered needle, and a small bundle of thread.
"Item: dical Needle and Thread Kit."
"Quality: Dull (White)"
"Power: 1—1"
"Damage Type: Piercing Wound"
"Usage Conditions: Mastery of Battlefield dicine, Sewing Craftsmanship Beginner."
"Item Description: A common needle and thread kit; improper use can result in wound worsening."
Xu Xiaoyou chewed up the bitter lon candy, pressed her arm, and forcefully slamd it against the wall, with a crack her dislocated left arm snapped back into place. Then, she bit the dical thread bundle, used the lighter to heat the needle's tip to a glowing red, focused her gaze, and threaded the silver needle.
Taking a deep breath calmly, Xu Xiaoyou inserted the silver needle through the ghastly wound in her abdon, sewing her wound shut as if sewing a ragdoll or knitting a sweater. The sizzling sound of flesh cauterizing emitted as the red-hot needle contacted her skin, staunching the bleeding at the sa ti.
After stopping the bleeding, her Life Value recovery speed noticeably accelerated. As for the fracture, she found two wooden splints nearby, tore her lab coat into strips, and tightly wrapped them around the fractured area, immobilizing her broken right leg.
After completing everything, Xu Xiaoyou finally exhaled a long breath, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and leaned against the wall, feeling a weight lifted off her shoulders.
Closing her eyes for a brief respite, Xu Xiaoyou recovered a hint of vitality and spirit, not rushing to pursue the children. She flicked her fingers in the air a few tis, and the instance's clue notebook materialized before her. Flipping through it, she found "Doctor's Journal" and opened it.
With rare downti, she planned to use this ti to clarify the plague's truth, to see what exactly the detestable doctor did in the past.
"July 16, 1376"
"That entirely crimson monster attacked Lina and , and I'm fine, but Lina's hand was scratched, and high fever persists since last night. I don't think it's just a simple wound infection."
"Forgive for being unable to calmly write these words, as her whole body has sprouted crimson crystals with flower-like vivid red patterns. I watched her fingers lt, then her entire body burst into strange red flowers. The thorns of those flowers rooted deeper into her flesh, penetrating ever further."
"Heavens, who will tell what should I do?"
"July 21—22, 1376"
"These days feel like a nightmare; everything feels like a nightmare. I watched Lina's body wasting away, initially able to consu so liquid foods. Now, normal food induces nausea and stomach spasms. While semi-conscious, she whispered in my ear that she craved eating dirt."
"God, why do you punish so, my ntal state is deteriorating, and my consciousness is becoming unstable, causing ti to grow vague."
"Louise Banks spoke with the chieftain of the Wildman Tribe about our attack, and they deeply sorrowed for our misfortune, vowing to catch the attacker and bring them to justice before all."
"Thereafter, the aged tribal chieftain led us to a cave, their sanctuary. I saw many crimson flowers, brought down from the Sun Temple deep in the mountains and planted extensively, identical to those on Lina. I approached the truth step by step."
"The elderly tribal chieftain doesn't have many days left; their tribe is eager to elect a new leader. The thod of selection involves crushing the flower called the 'Red Chestnut Flower,' brewing it with herbs into a concoction, administered to aspiring young tribesn."
"This flower is extrely toxic; consumption leads to relentless fever and coma, or severe body decay and skin dissolution, indicative of total immune system collapse. The creature we saw that day, entirely red like a skinned monster, was a youth who consud the brew but couldn't survive.
"Yet, those who depend on sheer willpower to withstand the poison will survive, attaining greater bodily strength beyond the ordinary, even acquiring extraordinary powers, becoming the tribe's leader."
"July 28, 1376"
"The Wildn have treated us well; in fact, they warmly welcod us. Their philosophers believe the contact between one civilization and another signifies rebirth, not destruction. They hope simple contact will plant the seeds of enlightennt in their tribe's youth's minds, granting them wisdom in the future."
"We extended the highest greeting of human civilization to them, imparting a higher entropy language to them, sharing ancient tales, music, dances, poetry, without informing the Tredy Comrcial Alliance of their existence."
"The magnetic field above the strait restored; according to our survey data, this is the Glenn Strait of the South Lijia Continent, 3° north latitude, a strait unregistered in any geological database. We've nad it the Light Strait after our archaeological team."
"Here, the geological magnetic field collapses every six months, coinciding with Red Chestnut Flower's blooming period, aning they collectively wither or bloom every six months, perhaps why this place remained undiscovered."
"Maybe, it's fate allowing us to discover it, fostering a monuntal contact between two civilizations."
"The Saint Puniel will soon restart, and we bid farewell to those Wildn."
"I stood before the cryo-dical chamber, watching Lina's withering body, knowing I must do sothing."
"I can't stand by, watching my beloved suffer in agony and die. She endured hardships for , sacrificed education, family, countless paths to a better life. I love her..."
"I love her..."
"Regardless of age, regardless of era."
"Even if she opens her eyes again, seeing old and gray, unwilling to embrace , I will still love her deeply, tears in my eyes."
"Therefore, I secretly brought back seeds of the Red Chestnut Flower."
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