bestfiction Chapter 307 Brothers of the Stretcher Team
Chapter 307 Brothers of the Stretcher Team
Zhong Ming quickly followed, but when he got three or four steps away, he hesitated and slowed down.
"Make way, make way, don't you think it's bad luck?" Several stretcher bearers rudely shouted at Kai Zhongming.
Zhong Ming was shoved, the stretcher trembled, and some pieces of skin fell to the ground, rolling twice with inertia.
"The body is gone."
"It's gone, so what? As long as your head is still intact."
"Why not put it in a storage bag?"
"Because I think it's bad luck, fine." The old soldier was extremely irritable. No one could remain calm after seeing such a way of dying, especially since he died right around the cannon.
This was supposed to be a guard team! They were always calling in reinforcements for the "cowardly third squad," guys who could barely even be observation sentries, and they just died on the mountainside like that.
Zhong Ming's expression darkened, and a ruthless look appeared on his face. "Put them down."
Who do you think you are? How dare you order me around?
"This is my captain."
The man slowed his pace, and seeing Zhong Ming behind him, carrying the tattered skin that had just fallen, he caught up, looking particularly horrifying.
“Even your captain can’t stop my operation. My mission is to take him to the custodian of the storage rings that are used to store the victims.” He looked at Zhong Ming’s unfriendly expression, hesitated for a moment, and then softened his tone. He said in a low voice that Zhong Ming could barely hear, “He’s so unruly. He should at least give us some candy.”
The "candy bean" he mentioned refers to a very common elixir. Because it is extremely simple to make, alchemy apprentices often use it to practice, resulting in its extremely low price. One military merit point can buy two, and sometimes there are even more discounts for buying more.
The effect is quite simple: it produces a trace of pure spiritual energy, which takes about ten breaths to refine. Although it is slightly faster than ordinary cultivation, if you want to cultivate with this kind of pill, you will probably die from overeating before you break through your cultivation level.
Zhong Ming repeated, "This is my captain."
"Humph."
"He's dead, so now I'm the captain."
"Hello, Captain!"
The stretcher bearers' attitude changed incredibly quickly. The saying "a higher rank can crush a lower one" is no joke. Although he was just a captain, this was a guard team, and the team that would surely die before him was the one to be killed.
To be fair, if it weren't for the people lying on the stretcher fighting desperately, it would have been his support staff who died.
Now it's not his turn to ask Zhong Ming for sugar pills; it's his turn to give Zhong Ming sugar pills.
However, Zhong Ming quickly pressed down on his arm and put the shards back into the stretcher.
"Brother, during the battle, do you know which survivors were relatively close by?" Zhong Ming's words were polite, but his tone was very impolite.
"This... I know, I'm nearby too. What do you want to ask?" Cold sweat was pouring down his back. He was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, otherwise he wouldn't be working in a stretcher team, a job that anyone could do.
Seeing the man in front of him nodding vigorously, and the others behind him not daring to utter a sound, Zhong Ming asked, "Did you see how he died? How did the enemy kill him?"
"I saw it!" someone behind suddenly shouted. "I saw it! This skinny guy was walking along when suddenly he exploded. His whole stomach looked like it had been cut open in a cross shape, and out shot out a monster that looked like a crab. It was incredibly fast, with long, thin, and hard limbs, like...like silver needles several feet long."
He felt like vomiting just thinking about the scene. "It, its body swelled up extremely fast, and its cultivation level also rose dramatically. When this person... became like this, its speed was so fast that I couldn't even see it clearly. I was yelling at the time, and when I turned around, it was lying on half of that person's body." He pointed at Captain Hong Wenchou.
"Then it started to go on a killing spree. At first it was slow, but after it killed someone and sucked their flesh and blood, it became faster and stronger."
Zhong Ming applied slight pressure, and a small patch of skin was crushed open, sticking stickily to his hand.
"Hmm, they don't have the strength a Foundation Establishment cultivator should have." Zhong Ming was seriously analyzing the enemy's intelligence. Even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator died, their body shouldn't be this fragile.
"Could it be that it absorbed all the cultivator's cultivation? Or did it directly devour their dantian?" Zhong Ming pondered, head bowed. Where did these vicious creatures come from? Why had he never heard of them before?
"You're too kind, sir. We're not qualified to know such secrets." The stretcher bearers' attitude changed considerably, but a mission is a mission, and they really couldn't afford to delay any longer.
"New captain, why don't we go and ask? There will definitely be an autopsy. We'll let you know when we have the results."
"I'm sorry, everyone. I was impetuous. My Daoist name is Cuihong Zhenren. If you don't mind, let's meet again for drinks another day."
"Oh, you're too kind."
Despite saying that, they ran very fast and left the place in no time.
Zhong Ming began to move quickly toward the Water God Temple.
Although they had only known each other for a few hours, Zhong Ming liked them quite a bit, and if given the chance, he would definitely seek revenge.
On this path of cultivation, from the moment he embarked on the path of revenge, he didn't kill a single enemy; instead, he accumulated more and more.
"Boom!" A deafening roar resounded as the magnificent cannons roared once more. The destructive power swept across the distant land, and the circles formed by shockwaves were clearly visible. The towering waves were blasted away and completely annihilated in the craters. The aura of death spread out amidst the intermingling of various dazzling spiritual energies.
The enemy's death.
The difference between this enemy and the merfolk was so great that Zhong Ming had to consider whether this enemy was another blood debt incurred by the Chen family dynasty, and was taking advantage of the merfolk invasion to seek revenge.
The Water God Temple was just ahead, and the sound of the bell echoed from the temple rooftop as we gazed into the distance.
He was determined to search the water temple again, starting with the roof tiles, turning it upside down.
An hour later, all the tiles of the water god temple were gone.
Another hour passed, and the floor tiles were gone too.
Zhong Ming said that it was very hard work to keep an eye on the outside to see if there were any "abnormal situations" while searching the temple.
An hour later, he confirmed that he had checked all the gods, the base, the pillars, and even the ground, and there was indeed nothing there.
it's getting dark.
The next day, a water temple with tiled floorboards and brick ceilings stood there.