Chapter 91, call to inquire

Then Zhang Baoren lay back on his hospital bed, and ordered some medicines for himself online, not Daluotian, the mental hospital does not support access to Daluotian, but through an order placed on the webpage.

Of course, the medicines he bought were not for curing diseases, Zhang Baoren was not crazy yet, but medicines to help him practice martial arts and foreign martial arts.

In the battle against the old monk with long eyebrows not long ago, the martial arts that he had studied hard in the martial arts family before also played a big role.

But because martial arts are just getting started, the realm is too low, it didn't play a big role, and it still can't keep up with the steps, so it needs to be strengthened.

But now time is tight, and there may be a crisis at any time, but it is impossible to practice slowly, and I have to find a way to speed up the progress.

In other words, you have to take medicine with krypton gold.

Of course...his krypton gold is not the support of those rich people who have tens of millions, he doesn't have that much money, even if he has, he is reluctant.

He just intends to buy medicine that can exert the greatest effect within his limited budget, and then combine medicine with training to improve his martial arts practice as much as possible.

Therefore, Zhang Baoren did not buy the genuine supplementary medicine specially developed for "Zhenwu Kaitianjin" in the Martial Artist's Home, the Budokan under the Zhenwu Group. Although it was the most suitable supplementary medicine, the genuine version was too expensive.

He bought a more cost-effective generic drug produced locally in the third district.

After placing the order, Zhang Baoren walked to the side again, thought and thought, and finally dialed the phone with his personal terminal...

"Sir, how are you doing recently?"

"Zhang Baoren... What's the matter with you?"

"You said... I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"

"When did you find me okay? Tell me quickly, or I'll die..."

"Haha... Then what is this, I want to ask you, do you know something like 'monk', 'practice'."

"Cultivator? What is this? A term from the new Xianxia game?"

"No, it's some special existence in reality. I've heard about it in the past two days, but I can't find any specific information on the Internet. I want to see more knowledgeable people. If you know something about it."

"A special group in reality?" The voice on the phone was a little puzzled, "Is it some small group, a strange organization group."

"No, it's pretty big, um...very big..."

"Then I haven't heard of it, but I can ask others for you, or search through the internal database..."

"I'm really counting on you."

"nothing…"

"By the way, please be careful if you investigate."

"it is good…"

There was a slight silence.

"By the way, what have you been doing these days? Why didn't I see you on Victoria Street?"

"I... I'm in the hospital."

"Hospital? What's wrong? Got hurt again..."

"A little depressed so I was admitted to a mental hospital..."

"roll…"

"Really, if you don't believe me, let me show you my diagnosis certificate and hospital certificate..."

"Beep beep..."

"Ah... no one would believe the truth these days." Zhang Baoren shook his head, and then walked towards the hospital bed.

Although he is now hiding in the hospital and seeking peace for a while, it is definitely not possible to wait in the current situation. Not to mention anything else, it is impossible to live in the hospital for a lifetime.

It is always necessary to go out, but it is even more difficult to ignore rash and reckless actions.

Zhang Baoren must take advantage of his safety in the hospital to maximize his own strength, and at the same time gain a better understanding of those possible opponent practitioners.

Especially the latter.

Although the cultivator is mysterious and weird enough, it is absolutely impossible that there is no trace, it is just hidden deeply.

For those who have reached a certain level of status, as long as they have the heart, they can definitely understand it, and the only channel he can get into the high-level level is Wang Ling.

...

...

Zhang Baoren, who had just returned to his hospital bed, before he could rest, saw that the third bed who had fallen asleep just now had woken up from sleepwalking, and was lying on his back on the bed staring blankly at the roof.

"Hey, boy..."

3 The bed was motionless, as if he didn't hear it, and he seemed to hear it but didn't care about anything.

Zhang Baoren stepped forward, "Boy, I know the fun place you mentioned..."

Bed 3 turned his head to look at Zhang Baoren when he heard the sound, and then looked back. He didn't express anything, obviously he didn't believe it.

"I'm not lying to you."

"If you don't believe me, you can listen to this sentence..." Zhang Baoren read softly with a smile on his face:

"The data comes from the sea, and the brain hides in the gods."

"People say stinging dragon, but I sting my heart."

"Clear the memory, breathe deeply."

"Nine days of high lying, no bosom friend in the world..."

Hearing the mantra, Bed 3's expression was frozen, and he turned his head to look at Zhang Baoren in surprise, "You... you really are the same as me."

"I didn't guess wrong before..."

"But when I asked you just now, why did you say you didn't know that place? Why did you lie to me?" He said with some grievances.

Zhang Baoren was slightly taken aback, thinking that this person had a heart like a child, and explained, "Just now... I didn't know whether what you said was true or not, so I couldn't believe it until I saw you actually fell asleep. Only then did I understand."

"Hmph, I won't lie..."

"I know I know…"

Zhang Baoren sat by the bed, "I didn't mean to deceive, but it's about that place after all..."

He reached out his hand and nodded his head, then turned his head and looked at the bed 2 with a directional look, "We must not let other people know."

The kindness brought about by a stance that seemed to be against the enemy immediately made Bed 3 Zuo Si better, "Okay, I get it."

Zhang Baoren then asked, "Let's talk about that place."

"Okay, I have always been the only one who can go to that place, no one else can, I don't even have someone to talk to, I want to talk about that too..."

"How long have you been able to enter that place?"

"How long? I don't know, isn't it possible to enter?"

"It can be? Does it mean the same instinct as eating and sleeping?"

"Aren't you?"

"I'm not as good as you." Zhang Baoren shook his head, but he didn't stop thinking about it while speaking...

Instinctive dream ability, this should be calculated based on the age of 'Zuo Si'.

I don't know if it was the result of the accident that caused a drastic change in the mind?
It is also possible that the new 'Zuo Si', just like being able to breathe and eat naturally, has inherited this professional skill from the old 'Zuo Si' who has explored deep dreams into some kind of instinct.

In short, there are too many possibilities, and the problem is too complicated to sort out...

(End of this chapter)

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