Help! This Savior Is Too Old!

When I heard that there was an anesthetic, I wanted to say something out of the corner of my eye, but my heart was filled with anxiety. I felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in my throat, my vision went dark, and I passed out completely.

When he woke up again from the corner of his eye, he had already left the secret tomb. The shadowless lamp was above his head. He was surrounded by several doctors in white coats. In a simple tent, an operation was being performed.

Seeing this nightmare-like scene, Yu Guang subconsciously shuddered and almost screamed.

The chief surgeon frowned and said unhappily, "What are you afraid of? We are saving you!"

Yu Guang:......

It is difficult to explain to the other party what exactly I have experienced.

The surgeon in charge lowered his head and said,

"You were seriously injured. The guy who gave you temporary treatment was just fooling around. I've been practicing medicine for nearly a hundred years and I've never seen anyone dare to do this. Tell me the truth. Do you have any grudge against him? You have been subjected to inhuman torture, I can help you appeal and get rid of this scum!"

Yu Guang hesitated for a moment and asked a question,

"Based on the amount of death energy in my body, how confident are you that you can perform surgery to extend my life?"

"You despise the Inquisition?"

The surgeon in charge raised his head and glanced out of the corner of his eye. Only then did he notice that there was a blood cross necklace hanging around the doctor's neck.

Inquisition, Blood Cross Healing Team.

Founded by three Ksitigarbhas, the Blood Cross Treatment Team travels to major battlefields and provides first aid services. Charges vary depending on the urgency of the situation.

The chief surgeon said disdainfully,

"I am the captain of the third team of the Blood Cross Treatment Team. If you die from such an injury in my hands, I will pay for your life."

Yu Guang asked again, "What if the death energy in my body is ten times stronger?"

The surgeon paused before performing the operation, thought for a moment, and replied, "There is at least a 50% chance that you will survive, but..."

The surgeon in charge glanced at the current situation out of the corner of his eye and said truthfully,

"But even if you survive, your current situation will definitely be worse than now."

He grinned from the corner of his eye, closed his eyes, and said nothing more.

He is very aware of the situation in his body. At the worst time, the death energy in his body was thirty times more than it is now!

Jiang Bai helped him temporarily seal the death energy above his neck, and removed all the life-threatening energy below his neck.

Just this superb method makes people fascinated.

Regardless of whether the Sixth Research Institute exists or not, after Yu Guang recovers, he will go to that small building and try to join the other party according to Jiang Bai's statement.

Compared with the Fourth Research Institute, Jiang Bai obviously has more possibilities!

After a few words of conversation, the atmosphere in the operating room became even more dull. The surgeon stopped talking. Everyone felt an invisible pressure, and the operation progressed faster and faster.

They were originally responsible for the aftermath, debriding, re-suturing the limbs, and solving some minor hidden dangers. With the full power of the surgeon, they were able to finish it in less than half an hour.

The rest of the people left the tent one after another, but the surgeon, uncharacteristically, stayed until the end.

After everyone else had left, the chief surgeon came to Yu Guang, moved his lips slightly, and said via voice transmission,

"Actually... the mortality rate of surgery is quite high. Do you understand what I mean? This is wartime, and a world-destroying disaster is imminent. Some things can be done very covertly. Moreover, not everyone wants you to survive. You are too involved with the Fourth Research Institute, maybe death is a better destination for you..."

Facing the opponent's threat, Yu Guang didn't even bother to open his eyes, motionless as a dead person.

"I just have a question."

The chief surgeon stared at his peripheral vision and asked via voice transmission,

"The instrument shows that the death energy remaining in your body exceeds 2,000 energy. What was the maximum amount?"

Only 2000?

The corner of his mouth curled up with a look of disdain.

Do I have to tell you something as trivial as the fact that I once held a hundred thousand dead energy?

"Ten thousand?"

"Twenty thousand?"

Seeing no response from Yu Guang, the surgeon even spoke directly,

"fifty thousand?"

This is the limit of his imagination!

He couldn't believe that a second-sublimated transcendent could survive such a huge death force.

He had fully examined Yu Guang's body, and there was nothing special about it. He was even a little weak. In other words, his survival was entirely due to the previous surgery and had nothing to do with Yu Guang!

It is precisely for this reason that the surgeon needs to know who performed the surgery!

The surgeon in charge was so excited that he even stepped forward to hold Yu Guang's shoulder with his hand. The newly sutured wound burst open again, and blood seeped out, staining the gauze red bit by bit.

"More than 50,000? How did you survive? Who performed the surgery on you! Who saved you!"

For him, this issue is very important, more important than Yu Guang's life!

"Ahem."

A weak voice sounded at the entrance of the tent. Mi Yueduo didn't know when he lifted the door curtain and walked into the tent.

The surgeon in charge glanced at the other party and saw the mark on his wrist.

"When did Heaven's Blade have such a young Six Blades?"

"To be precise, seven blades."

Mi Yueduo used his sword as a crutch and limped to the operating table.

"I want to chat with him privately about something, is that convenient?"

Now at close range, with the seven blades of the Heavenly Blade, the surgeon in charge asked himself that he was not very sure of escaping unscathed.

Eventually, he left the tent with reluctance and mystery.

Mi Yueduo found a chair and sat down, "Is there any way to make it easier to talk?"

Yu Guang opened his eyes, half propped himself up, and spoke hoarsely,

"The conversation that follows is a secret."

The power of the domain opened up and enveloped the tent.

Earth system NO.39 [Secret].

Yu Guang is a secret keeper. The more secrets he guards, the stronger his sequence ability and combat power become.

However, due to some well-known reasons, Yu Guang actually doesn’t have many secrets to keep...

His underwear has been seen through. It belongs to him.

"It's indeed a secret."

Mi Yueduo showed a helpless smile,

"That guy really saw right through us."

When Jiang Bai was operating on Yu Guang, he once said something incomprehensible and asked Yu Guang to keep his secret.

At that time, something was wrong with Yu Guang's expression. Mi Yueduo noticed this detail and then speculated on Yu Guang's ability.

Yu Guang doesn't care about the exposure of his ability, he is more concerned about another thing,

"What happened after I fell into coma?"

He wanted to know how he came out and why he appeared in the camp.

"To put it simply, that guy asked me to send you and the other three people out of the secret tomb, and he also took the time to write two action reports. Let me tell you in advance that you lost 480 million star coins in this action. Most of the supplies were destroyed by people from the Fourth Research Institute, and some were stolen by Wei Junjie..."

Speaking of this, Mi Yueduo showed a helpless smile.

He also 'lost' something worth 490 million, and the blame fell on Wei Junjie.

As for whether this Wei Junjie is real or fake, it's a matter of opinion.

As a researcher, Yu Guang has never cared about these external things. Besides, he has been living in debt for these years, and he doesn't feel any difference.

He narrowed his eyes out of the corner of his eye, thought for a moment, and then spoke again,

"The three of them won't talk nonsense, right?"

Obviously, Yu Guang was not worried about himself, but worried that the three people had said something they shouldn't have said and exposed Jiang Bai's trump card.

Hearing this question, Mi Yueduo fell into silence for a long time.

Yu Guang was very surprised, because the youngest Seven Blades currently serving in Heavenly Blade was actually trembling and fearful at this moment!

From the beginning of this conversation, Mi Yueduo never mentioned the word 'Jiang Bai'!

After seeing Jiang Bai's true methods, these two words have become a taboo for him!

The more rice there is, the more this happens, and Yu Guang becomes more curious, what happened?

Could it be that Jiang Bai, the Living King of Hell, can live the King of Hell to a new level?

"Don't worry about that."

Mi Yueduo's voice trembled uncontrollably as he replied,

"They...can't speak."