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Chapter 4 Special treatment for medicine jars?

Xia En had no idea that he was being targeted or even recognized.

He just staggered, returned to his room as if he was drunk, then went to bed, and fell asleep "snoring".

No way, although he has switched to the "civilization" path, all the characteristics of the skill "transfusion" have not changed.

As a Sequence Nine of the "life" pathway, a "sick patient" with the skill of infusion is actually a patient with extraordinary abilities in a literal sense.

If the "sick person" uses spirit infusion, and then is drained of spiritual energy...

In that short period of time, the sick person will fall into a state of extreme weakness—because being weak is a necessary condition for being a "sick person", and spiritual power is the key to keeping the sick person from being overwhelmed by the pain.

And switch to Sean...

It can only be said that fortunately he is a "gunner" now, and being drained of his psionic energy means that he is slightly uncomfortable, and he just needs to rest for a while.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Xia En suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.

He sniffled uncontrollably and opened his eyes.

The door in front of him was just pushed open, and a man dressed as a handyman was pushing a small cart in.

There were a lot of porcelain plates with their plates turned upside down on the trolley, and the strange fragrance Xia En could smell came from under the covers of these plates.

"Hiss..." Xia En took a light breath, trying to suppress the hunger coming from his stomach.

Although the saint gave a guarantee, he is not so safe now, he is still a little bit worried, whether this will be a meal of decapitation.

Noticing Xia En's movements, the servant looked at Xia En and bowed lightly, "Mr. Xia En, this is a meal prepared for you according to the order of the Holy Maiden..."

"She said that now you need enough nutrition and enough rest to ensure that your body will not be dragged down by 'transfusion'."

Xia En nodded, just staring at the plate covers in front of him.

He was really hungry.

The handyman was also very discerning. After delivering the dishes and tableware to Xia En as quickly as possible, he left quickly without making a sound, without disturbing him at all.

Xia En got up from the bed, sat down on the table, picked up the knife and fork and ate it - he was not worried that it was poisonous, if the saint wanted to deal with him, she would have done it long ago, why use such a twist How to go around?
However, before he could finish his mouth, the urgent voice of the man next door came from the small hole in the wall, "Dude, what are you eating? It woke me up!"

"...I'm eating my head off." Xia En choked on him.

"Oh, don't say it so scary!" The man laughed and said, "It's just a 'transfusion'. Since the Holy Lady has ordered it, then you will be fine."

"And speaking of it, I haven't heard of anyone who died in this Cold Winter Monastery... At most, they were brought back to the capital of the Holy Kingdom."

"Hey, you were busy sleeping yesterday, and you still comforted me today?" Xia En raised his eyebrows, turned around slightly, and looked at the small hole.

"Uh..." The man smiled a little embarrassedly, "That's right, I'm just a little greedy... Dude, I haven't eaten meat for two weeks, can you share it with me?"

Xia En looked back at the huge piece of steak on his plate, a piece of direwolf steak, and felt that it would be okay to share it with the other party.

but……

"If you want me to share your things, then you have to give me something?" Xia En cut a piece for himself first, and the juice in his mouth overflowed with a strong aftertaste, which was extremely satisfying. "I don't do charity."

"Hey, don't worry." The voice of the man patting his chest came directly from the opposite side of the small hole, "Give me a bite, and I'll answer your question."

"That's fine, wait until I cut this meat into shreds, and I'll give you the shreds." Xia En was completely unmoved.

"Brother, don't!" The man quickly changed his words when he saw that something was wrong, "Give me a dollar, and I promise to tell you everything I know."

"Okay." Xia En sounded hesitant for a long time, but his hands moved quickly. After cutting, he asked another question, "There is only a small hole in our wall, how can I get the meat through for you?"

"Look here!" The man became visibly excited.

Xia En looked over with some doubts, and saw that a brick had been pulled off the wall, revealing a small hole that could probably fit a fist.

Fortunately, the hole is located close to the gate, even if you stare at it, you can only see the opposite wall, otherwise Xia En will only feel a chill.

He picked up the meat with a fork, walked carefully to the gate, and passed the meat.

The man on the other side obviously understood the rules, he didn't touch the fork, but just took the meat off with his hands.

"Well, um, uh... so cool!" The man swallowed the meat in one gulp, and made a satisfied voice, "It's been a long time since I ate it!"

Xia En smiled secretly, returned to his table, and continued to cut and eat meat slowly.

"Hey, brother, there's something wrong with this meat!" About ten seconds later, the voice of the man opposite came suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Sean asked casually.

He was very hungry just now, and he only cared about eating, without any extra thoughts.

But when I stop now, I really feel that my limbs are warm and very comfortable.

"This meat can not only replenish spiritual power, but also relieve pain..." The man paused, his voice sounding very surprised, "Is this not ordinary beef? Why do I feel like a sacred cow specially raised by the kingdom? "

Holy cow that can be eaten?
The third brother was furious!
Xia En complained in his heart, but he remembered the production conditions of the holy cow in the game.

First of all, the breed of cattle must be carefully selected and must be a specific beef cattle.

Secondly, the cow has to be bathed in the holy light every day, so someone has to give it twelve hours of holy light every day.

When it grows up, the holy cow will be used as an ingredient in the sacrament, or used to prepare dry food, as a must-have item for holy knights and guards when they go out.

It can satisfy hunger, supplement consumption, and heal wounds. Coupled with its harsh cultivation conditions, the value of the holy cow has always remained high.

For the nobles in the kingdom, as long as they can eat this food, they must be evaluated as "remarkable status".

Thinking of this, Xia En was inevitably puzzled.

The saint didn't say anything, but directly got him this thing as an ingredient?
What is she trying to do?
Before he could figure out why, the man on the opposite side smirked and said again, "Brother, why do I think the saint has taken a fancy to you and wants to take you as her own?"

Sean shivered, "What do you mean?"

"Think about it, you are a 'sick person', if she puts so much effort into bringing you this meat, it doesn't necessarily mean that she is keeping you alive, right?"

The man yawned, "In the royal capital, isn't there a rumor that the bishops and cardinals like to take the ability users of the 'life' path as their personal belongings? What kind of human medicine pot... But I just heard that, Can't be completely true."

Xia En couldn't help shaking, "How do you know?"

"I'm half an information businessman, I like to inquire about things, and I also like to sell news." The man replied with a smile.

Sean was speechless for a moment.

Based on the current situation, think about it carefully, it seems that this is right?
Drain him dry, and nourish his body, if you can solve the problem of improving his strength...

If it was a person with ordinary abilities, he would have taken shelter of this saint long ago.

Thinking of this, Xia En couldn't help cursing inwardly.

Sinister intentions, sinister intentions!

He also wanted to go out and get promoted quickly, and when he had the strength, he would go back and subdue the heroines one by one.

How can I become the private vassal of someone else's saint here?
Go dream!

Thinking of this, Xia En immediately changed the subject, "Brother, I remember you said yesterday that everyone who comes here is going to the south?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" The man was a little puzzled, "You want to go to the south? Isn't it good to be the private vassal of someone else's saint?"

"What a fart, you're drained of your spiritual energy every day, do you want you to come?!" Xia En swears, "Don't talk nonsense, how will you go then? I have to run with you!"

The man was a little surprised, "Our saint is a good person... Isn't it good to follow her?"

"Don't talk nonsense, tell me quickly, how will you go then?"

"Well... Actually, it's not a big deal. Around the fifteenth of every month, people from the rebel army will come here and secretly pick up people who want to go to them."

"In terms of time, it should be in the middle of the night."

"Today is already the 14th..." Xia En murmured.

"Yes, in another day, the rebel army will come to pick him up." The man sighed, "Brother, are you... serious?"

"Otherwise? I don't want to become a medicine pot of human flesh." Xia En replied angrily, "Tell me some details."

"According to what I've heard, the rebels will pick up people at midnight. At that time, everyone will put on black cloaks and leave with them." The man's tone was a little helpless, "As for the others, I have never experienced it. I really don't know. Know."

"Also..." Xia En could only shake his head when he heard this.

After all, the people who come here don't have a "Manual for Escape from the South", so they can know the details.

In the end, he can only adapt to the circumstances.

……

The next morning, the saint's room.

The saint without a mask is sitting on a chair with her eyes closed and her expression looks bewitched.

On the night of the [-]th, she called Xia En into the room like the day before yesterday, and then sucked out his psionic energy.

Until the morning, the saint could feel Xia En's breath and smell lingering around her, making people intoxicated.

"Xia En, your psychic power is still so intoxicating... I really want to rub you into my arms, but unfortunately, I want to see more of your persevering expression in confusion~"

She murmured softly, without the slightest seriousness, plainness, and holy feeling in front of outsiders.

"My lord saint!" The interrogating knight's voice suddenly came from outside the gate, "Your subordinate is interrupting me, I have some routine matters to report to you!"

"Tsk, I really don't know how to choose the time..." The saint said unabashedly disgusted, and after adjusting her expression a little, she put on the mask again to restore herself to the appearance that a saint should have.

She raised her hand, and a pattern of holy light appeared in front of her palm, unlocking the door, "Come in."

"Yes." The interrogating knight pushed open the door and gave a deep salute, "Excuse me, my lord saint."

"It's okay, let's report the affairs first." The saint's expression did not change.

"Yes, according to your instructions, I went to check on the body of the 'sick man' Xia En after he had breakfast early in the morning." The interrogation knight straightened his body and said seriously, "However, his physical condition seems to be Surprisingly good...I didn't notice any signs of illness."

"And his spiritual energy seems to be more abundant than before."

It is normal to be charged with psionic energy, because the sacred beef replenishes the consumed power very well.

But there are no signs of illness, which is a bit suspicious.

"No signs of illness?" The saint frowned slightly, "You mean, he is the 'pharmacist' of Sequence Eight?

The interrogating knight immediately shook his head, "No, my lord saint, I have experienced his spiritual strength. Although he is already strong in Sequence Nine, it has not reached the level of Sequence Eight."

"This is strange..." The saint frowned, "Could it be that he is an ability user of other means? But his ability of 'transferring' before was not faked."

In the heavy snow at that time, the saint recognized Xia En at a glance, but the strength of his psychic power and the steam rifle in his hand made her suspicious.

Although she hasn't seen her for three years, she doesn't think Xia En's sequence will go backwards.

And it's still going backwards from Sequence Seven to Sequence Nine.

What's more, Xia En used to never touch such things as steam rifles.

He won't use it.

Not to mention killing three direwolves by one person, this kind of thing is impossible for "sick people".

If Xia En hadn't been forced to transfuse spirits later and felt his unique psychic taste, the saint would never have been able to easily determine his identity.

Of course, after confirming Xia En's identity, she would occasionally have fears in her heart, as well as the idea of ​​wanting to squeeze Xia En and squeeze him to nothing...

That's another matter.

"My lord, besides this, I have another small matter that I would like to ask you."

"Well, let's talk." The saint recovered and nodded.

The interrogating knight in front of her has been loyal to her for three years, and it is impossible to refuse such a request.

"My subordinate guesses that you want to keep that 'patient' Xia En as a private family..." The interrogation knight carefully raised his head to look at the saint, but he didn't see much change in her expression.

He hurriedly lowered his head and continued, "Today is the day when the rebels came to pick up people... When my subordinates were inspecting those rooms, I heard many people discussing this matter, and Xia En may also hear it."

The coercion in the room suddenly increased.

The interrogating knight lowered his head and did not move.

After a long time, he heard the saint's voice again, "So, do you think he will take the opportunity to escape?"

The voice was very flat, but the interrogating knight always felt that there was something unforgettable in it.

Maybe it was an illusion, but he didn't dare to distinguish it carefully, he just nodded, "Yes, if you want to keep him, please be prepared for this."

The saint didn't speak any more.

(End of this chapter)