I Herd Gods in Another World

Qin Muyun didn't see Director Qian's eyes full of shock and unwillingness, all his attention was on the weird jellyfish in front of him.

Needless to say, the shape is quite disgusting, full of the twisted style of a different world.

Especially the bunch of tentacles that look like skinned fingers are quite delicious.

After the growth talisman was fused with this jellyfish talisman, it turned the nihilistic talisman into an entity, which Qin Muyun did not expect.

It's just that this jellyfish didn't live long. In just five seconds, the newly grown body began to collapse into a mass of rotten flesh.

After careful consideration, Qin Muyun came to a conclusion based on experience.

It wasn't that there was a problem with the spell fusion operation, but that the jellyfish spell itself was incomplete.

This jellyfish spell is not a special ability, but a template for alien creatures.

Just like dryads and wild boars, they all have their own biological templates, which are completely composed of runes.

Growth spells are not only effective on plants, they can directly create corresponding life forms after being put on the biological template.

However, the jellyfish template was seriously incomplete, so the created life forms collapsed after only living for a few seconds.

Therefore, the essence of the growth spell is not to catalyze the growth of plants, but to provide vitality to the target of the spell.

"So this shouldn't be called a growth spell, it should be a life spell!"

Qin Muyun is very happy, this is really a flash of inspiration, not deduced by the power of faith, this is the inspiration that sublimates 99% of sweat.

Qin Muyun was about to ask Director Qian where the rune structure came from, but he found that Director Qian who was lying on the ground had closed his eyes.

"You really know how to touch porcelain, but I have never touched you with a single finger." Qin Muyun complained.

But judging by Director Qian's face, it seemed that it was not an act.

Qin Muyun squatted down, stretched out his hand to check Director Qian's breath, and then touched his wrist. Qin Muyun found that the man had already exhaled more air than inhaled, and his pulse was so weak that it was about to disappear.

"this……"

Qin Muyun began to think about a question.

If Director Qian died, would he go to jail?

In order to ensure the privacy of the patients, there was no monitoring in the ward, so after the security ran out, only two of them knew what happened in the ward.

Once Director Qian died, Qin Muyun seemed to be useless in explaining, after all, there was no proof of death.

In today's society, if you jump out of the car and die, the driver will be sentenced to prison, and it is still on the premise that the two have not had any physical contact.

Qin Muyun was only judged to be delusional. Does this disease count as a license to kill?

It seems that it is not safe.

Although Qin Muyun felt that Director Qian's death deserved more than guilt, he didn't want to go to jail because of this scum.

If he is guilty, he should be punished by the law, the death penalty or indefinitely, so don't implicate yourself.

However, Director Qian's life force could not be stopped. In just a few seconds, he even stopped breathing.

In desperation, Qin Muyun decided to use a dead horse as a living horse doctor, condensing a life charm in the form of an embryo again, and throwing it into Director Qian's body.

Qin Muyun himself can't guarantee the effect of the spell that has not been double-blind tested many times on the human body. Anyway, the worst result is to throw Director Qian's body into another world to destroy it.

The life charm was integrated into Director Qian's body, and his zombie-like body began to quickly return to normal.

The shriveled body swelled up again like a blown air, the ashen complexion also returned to rosy, and even the graying hair turned black.

The only thing that hasn't changed is his Mediterranean bald head, which is still as round and as big.

Qin Muyun carefully stared at the runes in Director Qian's body, and confirmed that all the runes had turned into energy and dissipated.

Director Qian's breathing and heartbeat returned to normal, but he still didn't wake up.

The bald man frowned tightly, with a ferocious expression, as if he was having a terrible nightmare.

Qin Muyun didn't care about dreaming, as long as he was alive anyway.

Opening the door and dragging the bald man outside, Qin Muyun ruthlessly closed the door of the ward.

Qin Muyun didn't care whether Director Qian just lay down on the ground and slept all night, or was picked up by those security guards.

At the moment when the door of the ward was closed, Director Qian's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and bloodshot eyes crawled all over his eyeballs like parasites.

His fat body began to twitch, and blood flowed from his eyes and nostrils.

Qin Muyun took a comfortable shower in the bathroom, and when he lay down on the bed, he almost fell asleep with the pillow on his head.

After solving Director Qian's problem, the patients in the Seventh Hospital have a bright future, and they are a big step closer to being discharged from the hospital. Qin Muyun slept very soundly tonight.

Until the early hours of the morning, he was woken up by Zhang Yanxi.

The little nurse was anxious and flustered, and when she saw Qin Muyun opened her eyes, she quickly said to him, "Mr. Qin, we are in serious trouble. Director Qian is dead."

"It shouldn't be, he was still alive when I threw him out." Qin Muyun said with absolute certainty.

Zhang Yanxi was about to cry, what is the difference between this and surrender.

"The police will question you later, don't..."

Zhang Yanxi couldn't continue after she said one sentence, because she didn't know what to say to the police.

Director Qian was found outside Qin Muyun's ward. He was already in critical condition when he was sent to the hospital, and he was declared dead within half an hour in the hospital.

Before Director Qian died, he led a group of security guards into Qin Muyun's ward.

Later, the security guards ran away in fright and left Director Qian in the ward.

Not long after, Director Qian was lying outside the ward.

The camera showed that it was Qin Muyun who dragged him out.

No matter how you look at it, Qin Muyun is related to Director Qian's death.

Although the autopsy report hadn't come out yet, the police immediately found the Seventh Court and wanted to take Qin Muyun away to assist in the investigation.

Fortunately, Qin Muyun has a special status, he is a mentally ill patient.

This is not a fake mental illness after murder, but a mental patient certified by experts, and the scene of the crime is still in a mental hospital.

Such a complicated situation, just listening to it is a headache.

After consulting with experts, the investigators decided to go to the Seventh Hospital to take notes on the scene, accompanied by medical staff.

In this place, even if a mentally ill person makes a fuss, there are skilled nurses to help calm them down.

Qin Muyun simply washed his face, then followed Zhang Yanxi to another room.

This is a small conference room, and two police comrades, a man and a woman, are sitting across the table.

Dr. Zhang, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, was also there, but he looked a little tired, as if he hadn't slept all night.

As for the other security guards who were on full alert, those who were beaten by Qin Muyun should not be included.

They must have been recorded separately and dared not appear in front of Qin Muyun again.

Qin Muyun greeted Dr. Zhang with a smile and said, "Long time no see, the Seventh Hospital is waiting for your return."

Doctor Zhang was a little embarrassed. He thought about going back to the Seventh Hospital, but never in this way.

The two police comrades looked at Qin Muyun carefully, with puzzlement in their eyes.

Apart from wearing a hospital gown, the man looked clear-eyed and moved naturally, which seemed normal.

Could it be a fake mental illness?