From Prisoner to Si Chen

Chapter 489 Half Moon

Gilan, wearing a white hospital gown, stood by the window and stretched his body.

Crackling.

His joints made crisp sounds.

"Huh..."

Gilan squinted and groaned comfortably.

He stretched out his hand to open the window again, facing the morning light and breeze outside the window, taking a deep breath, and smiling.

This feeling of rebirth made him close his eyes and silently feel the interaction between his body and the outside world.

After a while.

Gilan sighed secretly.

He felt that the energy flowing in his body had shrunk significantly. It was obvious that the "Philosopher's Stone" had been overloaded after several times, and it was only less than one-fifth of its original size.

'It seems that I need to refine a new one again. '

Gilan couldn't help thinking.

'It just so happened that during this operation, I killed a lot of demons in Coburn and the border of Hell, decomposed and reconstructed many demons, and accumulated a lot of soul energy. '

'This is the core material for refining the "Philosopher's Stone". '

'It's just a pity that there were at least thousands of demons who died at the border, and all that energy was wasted... and three inspectors were not corrupted in time. '

But Jilan also knew that given the critical situation at the time and his serious injuries, he had no chance to clean up the battlefield.

So he just thought about it in his heart.

It was just a little regretful.

Jilan retracted his thoughts, sat back on the bed, and counted the number of glass beads stored in the crystal ball "Ether Bubble".

After a while.

He sat cross-legged, and a large pile of dazzling glass beads were placed on the white and soft sheets in front of him. As he scooped them up, there was a crackling sound.

"A total of 880, of which 7 were made by the chief of the "Eclipse Society" and 1 was made by the April inspector, which contains the most energy."

Jilan finished counting and murmured.

He held the eight particularly gorgeous glass balls in his hand and felt the extremely rich soul energy inside.

It is more than enough to refine a new "Philosopher's Stone".

'If all these soul energies are corrupted into points, there may be nearly ten thousand...'

Gilan estimated, feeling excited.

'Use it properly. It should be no problem to further improve the secret sword art "Universe Sword" and even deduce the 6th-level essence. '

Just thinking about it, his spiritual knowledge was suddenly touched, so he flicked his hand and put all the glass beads on the bed sheet into the crystal ball again.

A few seconds passed.

A subtle footstep came from behind the door and stopped immediately. The ball-shaped door handle turned slowly, as if the person outside the door did not want to make noise and disturb Gilan's rest.

The door slowly opened.

The blonde woman who opened the door looked at Gilan who was sitting on the bed, and then was startled.

The man and woman behind her were also stunned.

"Mr. Gilan!"

Aurora showed surprise.

She hurriedly lifted her skirt and ran over, then excitedly threw herself into Gillan's arms and hugged him tightly.

"You finally woke up!"

"I just woke up not long ago. I made you worry, Aurora."

Gillan said softly, patting Aurora's delicate back in a soothing manner. Then he raised his head and nodded to Maeve and Franco who came with him.

The two of them showed sincere smiles on their faces, as if they were happy for Gillan's awakening.

Aurora was a little excited and hugged Gillan unwilling to let go. It was as if she was worried that if she let go, the man in front of her would leave her.

After a long time.

She finally pulled herself out of Gillan's arms, with an expression of tears of joy on her face, her cheeks flushed, and her beautiful eyes moist.

Aurora did not wear a nun's uniform today, but an orange pleated leg-of-mutton sleeve dress with a high collar and ruffles, and the long sleeves of the basque shirt matched with a red lace shawl.

Gillan recognized that this was the gift he bought for Aurora when he first brought her to the capital, Musciti.

At that time, in order to cover the burn scars on her body, she deliberately bought such a very conservative set of clothes. It also came with a small hat and a veil, but Aurora didn't need it at the moment.

Unexpectedly, she still kept it.

"Mr. Gillan, I'm sorry, I... I lost my composure a little, I'm just too happy."

Aurora tidied her slightly messy hair and smiled brightly.

The fair and beautiful facial features, coupled with the morning light outside the window, made Gillan seem to have returned to the moment when he first met this "sparrow" a year ago.

"It's okay." Gillan smiled.

"By the way, how do you feel, Mr. Gillan? Is there anything else that's uncomfortable?"

Aurora bent over, took one of Gillan's hands, and asked with concern.

"No, I'm basically recovered."

Gilan shook his head and asked again:

"Aurora, how long have I been in a coma?"

"It's been more than two weeks..."

The blonde woman answered in a low voice.

"Today is May 16th."

"It's been so long!"

Gilan was stunned.

He remembered that the demonic disaster broke out at the end of April.

Maiwei said jokingly at this time:

"During this period, Miss Aurora has taken good care of you, Chief Gilan. Originally, I was responsible for these things, but she was very tough and said that this matter could only be handed over to her..."

Gilan was stunned when he heard this.

When he woke up, he found that he was clean and tidy. Apparently Aurora changed his clothes and wiped his body every day.

At the same time, he also understood.

Aurora was very cautious.

After all, Gilan is in a coma and unconscious, and anyone who comes close to him threatens his abilities.

"Thank you, Aurora."

Ji Lan smiled softly and said softly.

Aurora blushed and said nothing, just shook her head, as if she had done an insignificant thing.

But Maiev continued:

"Miss Aurora stays in the ward almost twenty-four hours a day, massaging and wiping you, changing your clothes, and telling you..."

"Stop...stop talking, Miss Maiev!"

Aurora's ears turned red and she quickly interrupted.

Maiev raised her eyebrows and closed her mouth.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Jilan changed the topic at the right time and asked Cang Stork:

"Mr. Franco, how is the situation at Cockburn now?"

"The situation there has been brought under control by the empire. The committee and various forces have subsequently sent additional support. Most of the trapped people have been rescued, moved and properly resettled."

The man in a suit said solemnly.

"Thanks to you for closing the 'Dream Door' and cutting off the passage between hell and the world, the number of devils has not increased dramatically...but there are still many devils flowing to the area around Cockburn. The committee is currently Start hunting."

"I see."

Gillan nodded.

"How are the casualties?"

"..."

Franco fell into silence, and Maiev's expression became even more solemn.

At this time, Aurora pursed her lips and whispered:

"According to incomplete statistics, more than 200,000 residents of Cockburn died, and more than 500,000 people were permanently disabled or even suffered from serious mental problems."

Hearing this, Gilan said nothing.

Although he had no friendship with ordinary people in Cockburn, he knew what it meant when he heard this huge number.

This is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

There are countless tragedies and tragedies.

It is simply not comparable to the movements made by ordinary cult secret societies.

And this is just part of the plan of the "Spiritual King" who wants to ascend to the seventh moon and achieve the "wave".

He needs these layers of bones as steps to ascend to the high seat. It also needs wailing to achieve joy and accompaniment for its gorgeous footsteps.

Ji Lan suddenly deeply realized the good intentions of the "Crippled King".

When he was promoting the "Gear Plan", his alter ego, the head of state Caesar, gave an impassioned speech at a secret meeting:

"When humans are begging for mercy, they never notice that the hateful and cunning gods are looming behind them."

"The old gods are vicious, the new gods are complicit!"

"The King of Seats, most of them are accomplices!"

"Dreams without Walls, a Scam!"

"Give up your illusions and fight now!"

"In this case, we will create our own gods! This is the unyielding will of mankind, forming a torrent, declaring war on the gods, and living for mankind!"

No wonder the "Remnant King" wanted to create a peaceful and prosperous world and dragged those new gods off the altar!

Gillan took a deep breath.

The topic seemed a bit heavy, so Aurora silently took out an alchemy leather bag and a cylindrical tin bucket half as tall as a person.

"Mr. Gillan, this is our trophy."

It seemed that Maiev, an outsider, was present, but she didn't explain much.

But Gillan understood it as soon as he heard it.

This is the massive amount of "Sand of Evil" obtained by Aurora, Franco, Weiner, and Alavia from slaying the group of demons in the spiritual kingdom of Lordland.

Gillan nodded.

He stretched out his hand and put his palm against the tin bucket.

Alchemy was immediately activated.

Crackling!

Silver arc flashes.

The half-human-high tin bucket and the "sand of evil" almost full of it were all decomposed in an instant.

Gillan clasped his hands together.

"Refining!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a snap, and a large piece of hundreds of glass beads appeared.

Ji Lan waved his hand, and all the glass beads piled up on the bed sheets.

"Although the 'Sand of Evil' is a mysterious material, it is even more valuable after it is decomposed into this pure soul energy."

He explained to Aurora.

"Since it is your trophy, I will not take away half of it... Moreover, if it were not for your help, my actions would only be more difficult."

"But, Mr. Gillan..."

Upon hearing this, Aurora spoke quickly.

Unexpectedly, Ji Lan raised his hand to signal and shook his head.

"You are all long-term people, and continuing to trek on the 'Fire Sword Road' requires a lot of resources. These are exactly what you need, whether they are traded or used for other purposes."

Seeing this, Franco patted Aurora on the shoulder.

The two looked at each other and understood what Gilan meant. So I stopped refusing and accepted silently.

Aurora planned to find time to divide it into four equal parts, and then give them the shares of the white gull and the black sandpiper when they gathered in the dream.

At this time.

There were footsteps outside the ward again.

Everyone turned to look.

I saw a rickety old man with white hair and wrinkles standing at the door holding a white cane.

"Chairman!"

Maiev looked solemn and saluted quickly.

Aurora and Franco also saluted and said respectfully:

"Mr. Para."

"No need to be polite."

The old gentleman chuckled and waved his hand.

He walked in, and the three of them had a tacit understanding. They said hello to Gilan and left the ward, closing the door behind them.

"Gilan, my good student."