Disease Name Immortal

Chapter 77: : someone who cannot remember

Remember [New] for a second,! "Then what, Master, I'm actually... also very sick."

"You are different, you are questioning my vision?"

When Dr. Zhou saw Jiang Bingshu, he knew that Jiang Bingshu was not the one he was waiting for.

Not long ago, two juniors from the chess organization came here and stepped into this area with pseudo-infectious people.

That was the first time Jiang Bingshu and Dr. Zhou met.

It stands to reason that if a sick body steps into this place, it will be affected by the regional rules.

And if a disease-free body steps into this place, then his obsession as a disease demon will soon disappear.

But the **** disease tree has no influence, and he has been integrated with this manor for a long time. It can be said that he is the rule here.

But he couldn't feel the discomfort about the **** tree.

A person who is absolutely healthy, but keeps himself from disappearing?

Do not……

Dr. Zhou quickly found out that something was wrong.

In this world, he has only seen one absolutely healthy person, that person is Wen Zaiye.

He later got a famous nickname - Saint.

But that's not the case with the **** tree.

Doctor Zhou judged based on his own experience and rules feedback that Jiang Bingshu did not trigger the rules of the manor because it was absolutely healthy.

Rather... he exempted the rules, or resisted them.

It's a very different constitution.

It's almost like... having a disease called "not getting sick".

So Dr. Zhou is very sure that although this kid is not the one he is waiting for...

But perhaps, it is even rarer than the kind of physique that he has been waiting for.

Because of this, Doctor Zhou burst into laughter that day, which made Qin Guanqi and Xu Manyu very satisfied. Both of them knew that Liu Bing's return to the peak state was just around the corner.

Dr. Zhou also found that the state of Jiang Bingshu's body "resisting the rules" will fluctuate greatly.

It can be seen that the body of the **** tree is in a state of "undeveloped".

According to some rules, the **** tree can show the disease resistance of the owner of high wave power, but there are some rules, the **** tree is no different from the ordinary power owner.

More common in spiritual rules.

But it's not a problem. Dr. Zhou is confident that this kid can become a real disease-free person in the future after practicing with him.

He used his eyes to signal Jiang Bingshu and Liu Bing to listen carefully, of course, he didn't expect Liu Bing.

"The Heart of Fluctuation in the Five Mysteries allows you to resist all kinds of spiritual rules."

"Once you master it, your will will be particularly strong during the process of activating the Profound Truth, as if applying a layer of spiritual shield."

"It is worth mentioning that if you are a mental patient, you cannot master the heart of fluctuations, and people with healthy hearts have a very low chance of mastering it."

Jiang Bingshu touched his chin and vaguely understood.

What mental patients are best at is all kinds of mental attacks, such as Zhou Yuan...

But it was Zhou Yuan who couldn't learn the heart of volatility...

Otherwise, Zhou Yuan's mental attack power and mental defense power can probably reach a very strong level.

Jiang Bingshu felt a little pity. It's like... a chess piece that can be developed into a top-level spiritual combat power has a corner defect.

But in the sick city, defects are the biggest sign of everyone.

"The eye of fluctuation, the eye is perception. Once you master the eye of fluctuation, you will enter a very mysterious realm during the activation of the profound meaning, as if everything in the world is connected with you, and you will feel their movement and silence."

"This is very useful in actual combat. It is expected that the enemy will rely on the eye of volatility."

"But if any of the same shape, sound, smell, taste, and touch are missing, you cannot cultivate the eye of waves."

This is undoubtedly a pity, just like someone is blind, but the sense of hearing and smell has been greatly improved.

If such a person can cultivate the eye of waves, then although he cannot see, he can understand the changes around him better than the person who sees it.

But it's a pity... people who have problems with the five senses cannot cultivate the eye of fluctuation.

"Furthermore, it is the blood of fluctuations. Those who master the blood of fluctuations can enter a powerful self-healing state when they activate the profound meaning."

"If the Heart of Fluctuation is immune to mental damage, then the Blood of Fluctuation is immune to physical damage. The terrifying self-healing power can even allow you to walk freely on the edge of death."

"However, people with subtle lesions in any of the five internal organs cannot grasp the blood of fluctuations."

When Jiang Bingshu heard this, he already understood what the situation was with the fluctuating blood.

Liu Bing also knew why this Doctor Zhou was reluctant to teach sick people.

Because people who are sick, although people are concerned about the disease that hatches the disease, due to long-term illness, there will be more or less problems in other places.

People with poor kidneys often have poor livers, and if there is a problem in one part of the body, problems will also appear in other parts of the body very quickly.

This is the terrible disease.

Therefore, the profound meaning of fluctuation of disease-derived fluctuations is really only suitable for healthy people to cultivate.

But the problem is, under the influence of the Allied Alliance in the four major groups, where are there still healthy people?

Liu Bing thought of Bing Ancestor and the four major groups related to Bing Ancestor.

I always feel that... everything I do is preventing someone from cultivating the Profound Truth of Wave.

Ginger Tree said:

"What about the Bone of Waves and the Arm of Wave?"

Doctor Zhou shook his head:

"I can't master these two powers. I have missing limbs, and I can't master the strength of my bones and arms."

"The Bone of Waves brings strength, and the Arm of Waves brings speed."

"Wen Zaiye once said that there is another kind of fluctuation profound meaning, but I don't know what it is, and he is not sure, maybe it is something that he can feel when he has mastered all the fluctuation profound meaning."

"All I can teach you is the heart of fluctuation, the eye of fluctuation, and the blood of fluctuation."

"I have been waiting for someone who can learn my mantle to appear. This mantle is not medical skills. When it comes to medical skills, in fact, in the city of sickness, there may be some very young people who are older than me, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. Great doctor."

"My medical skills are related to my illness, but that is something that cannot be taught."

"I originally thought that when I saw someone who was good enough to learn from my mantle, I would be purified as a diseased obsession."

"So I left a note, a very detailed note."

Having said that, Dr. Zhou took out the note:

"Boy, take it back and comprehend it for yourself. Inside is my experience of discovering the profound meaning of fluctuation."

"Of course, since the old man, I have not been purified, if you encounter something you don't understand, you can also ask me."

The notes are wrapped in a layer of sheepskin, which looks simple but not broken.

Jiang Bingshu took the notes and was basically certain that he would have to comprehend this thing in the next few days...

Of course, while comprehending, searching for disease areas.

Dr. Zhou was satisfied when he saw that Jiang Bingshu had begun to read it with all his attention.

He was also curious about what was wrong with this kid.

Because if there is no disease, oneself will definitely be purified.

Therefore, the **** diseased tree must be diseased. I just got information from Liu Bing and Jiang Bingshu before. The disease incubator in the sick city cannot detect the disease of the **** diseased tree.

If Jiang Bingshu can master the profound meaning of fluctuation, perhaps based on the quantity he has mastered, it may be possible to judge what is the location of his disease?

Old Man Zhou is looking forward to it.

...

That night, eleven fifty.

It's almost an iron rule not to spend the night outside of Sick City.

The only people who can ignore this iron law are Xu Manyu and Qin Guanqi, or the former Qin Guanqi.

In the sick city, it was still very lively after eleven o'clock, and the various illegal places in the stomach area were the time when customers kept pouring in.

However, the lung area seemed very calm.

The lights in the Baichuan chess and card room were still on. Jiang Bingshu suddenly wanted to go out for a walk.

In the afternoon, he returned to Sick City. The notebook wrapped in sheepskin was filled with dense words. In some places, the **** diseased tree could understand it, but in some places it was completely incomprehensible.

Ask Dr. Zhou, and Dr. Zhou said it, which is even more obscure.

After reading the notes for most of the day, Jiang Bingshu, who wanted to understand the heart of fluctuation, found that he couldn't understand it at all.

He couldn't sleep, so he simply went out for a walk.

The words like the formulas recorded by Dr. Zhou have been completely imprinted in Jiang Bingshu's mind.

They are like eggs, and no one knows when they will hatch.

Jiang Bingshu was walking on the street, silently thinking about whether there are some or not.

"The Profound Wave seems to be a skill that needs to be activated and will only last for a while."

"Could it be that my disease-derived fluctuation level is too low, so this high-level ability cannot be comprehended?"

There are less than two weeks left. If you want to transfer Zhou Yuan, Tang Xin and others, you can't step on the spot. The sooner the better.

Fortunately, there is always a task for Tang Shizi.

Tomorrow, I might be able to cleanse the sick area with other chess players.

"Are you **** funny?"

"Yeah... I'm sick of my brain."

In the quiet alley of the lung area, a man and a woman were suddenly quarreling not far away.

Jiang Bingshu's attention has been diverted, the lung area is not like the stomach area, there should be very few people at this time.

He followed the sound to see what was going on.

Not far from the corner of the street, outside a tea shop, two young men in their early twenties, a man and a woman, had an argument.

Men are clean, and their complexion is less morbid than ordinary people.

The woman applied a layer of powder to make her complexion look more rosy.

The man couldn't see the calendar, but the woman seemed to work in the factory at the junction of the liver area and the lung area.

"We've only known each other for a day, and you forced me to confess to you. What's wrong with you? I feel so good about myself."

In this world, men accompany women through all the dating process.

The blind date between the two went well, but for some reason, the man insisted on the last link, hoping that the woman could confess to him.

Listening to the woman's words, the man looked at his watch and was a little anxious:

"Ah... I just want to hear it, really... time is running out, you just need to say, Lu Wang, I like you, please... just say it."

Women just feel inexplicable, can I say that I like you, can you really make me like you?

"Brain problem."

After the illness has become something worth showing off, the brain is sick and the nerves are sick, all of which are praised, and everyone finally changed their words to "problem".

Lu Wang did have a problem.

Because he was afraid of being forgotten by this woman.

Every day he collected a person to confess to himself, which became a... habit after he got sick.

It seems that only in this way can you find the value of your life.

The hands are about to point to twelve o'clock.

Ginger diseased trees have begun to observe in the dark.

He thought it was a man harassing a woman, but looking at the anxiety on the man's face, it didn't seem like that.

The other party seemed to really want to hear an answer, and had no such evil thoughts.

"If you want to confess, it's you who confessed to me. I admit that today was very satisfying, but if I like you, it depends on your performance in the future."

The man looks good, and his complexion doesn't look so sick. She likes this.

Especially the man was very generous today and did not make her feel uncomfortable at all.

If this man is willing to be so kind to herself, willing to accept the marriage conditions at home, and willing to pay for herself all the time, she can consider accepting this man.

Of course, this man ultimately has to perform better than the other spare tires.

"But we don't have a future anymore... How did I treat you today, you should feel it? I just want to hear what you have to say, it doesn't matter if I'm not sincere."

"What's your fault? Why should I confess to you? Why? I'm blind. When you meet a man who feels good about yourself, are you recording? Are you planning to do something with my confession? Bad things?"

The woman was a little pissed.

The man's explanation was a little hasty, but he was more and more wanting to make it clear.

There are sixteen seconds until twelve o'clock.

The man sighed:

"Today is another day I can't sleep well... In fact, I also know that what I did was in vain, but my mother said... People who care about me will definitely remember me."

The man's words are inexplicable, and the woman just feels like a waste of time.

Five seconds.

Men want to shake hands with women to end this slightly regrettable day.

The woman resisted a little, and the strange behavior of the man just now made her uncomfortable.

three seconds.

The man was a little uncomfortable, but his hand gradually retracted.

two seconds.

The man's eyes gradually calmed down, leaving only the courtesy to face strangers.

For a second, he was expressionless and adjusted everything. As if the previous gaffe did not exist.

zero.

It's twelve o'clock, midnight at midnight, heralding the arrival of a new day.

The woman's expression was startled, and her mind was suddenly empty.