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In the darkness, Chen Mu raised his head in confusion. It took a full ten minutes for his vision to gradually return to clarity. He took a long breath and stood up. Glancing around, he saw cards scattered all over the room.

His eyes swept over the snowflake-like cards, and a sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously. He didn't expect that he could produce so many cards in such a short period of time! These cards are all four-star cards. If they were put on the market, they would definitely fetch a terrifying sky-high price.

However, although there were many scattered cards, a considerable number of them were waste cards that failed to be produced, and he now wanted to clean them out.

How many cards have you made? He doesn't know either. He was also curious about the extent of his achievements.

Chen Mu began to sort out the cards scattered everywhere, on the floor and on the table.

Just at this moment, Ru Qiu came in and said respectfully: "Sir, leave this kind of work to me!"

Ru Qiu was completely impressed by Chen Mu's performance these days. She had never thought that someone would work so hard. Aren't card makers supposed to earn a generous salary and live a leisurely life? In her opinion, even the teachers at school who studied madmen were far behind Chen Mu.

She finally understood why Chen Mu, who was not much older than her, could achieve such success!

She sometimes wonders, among the so-called geniuses she met, how many of them can do this? No one can do it! Once they have achieved a little success, they will only show off their talents everywhere, attend various salon banquets everywhere, and be complacent among all kinds of beauties.

Even those card makers known for their diligence would never be willing to give up their lives like Chen Mu.

Making cards like a boss is extremely dangerous. When the perception is consumed too much, the card maker will feel tired. In severe cases, he will have a splitting headache, chest tightness and nausea. And what if the perception is exhausted? What will happen? Ru Qiu has never experienced it, and she doesn't know either. However, every card maker will be taught by the teacher when they first get started, not to exhaust their perception under any circumstances. This will be very dangerous and may even lead to death.

However, she saw with her own eyes that her boss consumed not even a drop of perception every day!

She has always been confused in her heart. Is it necessary?

The situation in all aspects of the base could not be better, so there is no need to be so anxious! Ru Qiu has never seen someone who can create this kind of foundation at such a young age with his own efforts. So what's left to be dissatisfied with? She felt that the boss didn't need to work so hard. If he didn't have a card, he would just make it slowly. No one was urging him to expel him, and he didn't need to make a living on it.

However, she always found that no matter what time, the boss was very desperate! Like, like he's running out of time.

Chen Mu smiled weakly. After making cards continuously these days, he was like a string that had always been tightened. Now that it suddenly relaxed, he felt a little weak.

Such an expression was quite rare on Chen Mu's face. Ru Qiu stuck out her tongue playfully and began to collect the cards.

Chen Mu's body suddenly stiffened and hurt! It was like molten iron was suddenly poured into his spine, and the severe pain without warning overwhelmed him like a tide. Before he could react, no, he couldn't react at all. The scene in front of him quickly became blurry, and he seemed to hear Ru Qiu's exclamation!

Darkness, endless darkness.

Chen Mu, who was in a coma, did not completely lose consciousness. He knew that he was in a coma and his consciousness was still quite clear. However, this did not improve his situation in any way. He was unable to give any instructions to his body. There was no light, no sound, and to make matters worse, he had to endure waves of severe pain.

He felt like he was being tied to a cross and being burned with a hot iron over and over again! His consciousness was so clear that every bit of pain could be captured with crystal clear clarity.

Every second is so long!

So now he can scream, and his screams can be heard throughout the base! But, he can't! He couldn't make a sound or move a finger!

pain! I feel nothing except pain! Chen Mu is not a weak-willed person, but under the waves of pain, his consciousness became a little blurred!

If he could pass out at this time, Chen Mu would definitely choose to pass out.

I don’t know how much time has passed. In this world without light and sound, time has no meaning. And Chen Mu is still enduring the most horrific torture in the world.

His consciousness showed some signs of dismemberment, and it was in danger under the continuous stimulation of severe pain. If the severe pain continues like this, his consciousness will eventually be unable to bear it and collapse, and the most likely result is that he will become a vegetative state.

Endless, wave after wave, despairing.

However, in this desperate world, Chen Mu did not give up struggling. While trying his best to endure the severe pain that hit his consciousness, he was thinking of a solution quickly. He didn't have too many extravagant hopes. Under such circumstances, his only hope was to find a way to alleviate the severe pain.

As long as the pain is slightly relieved - Chen Mu, who was about to collapse from the severe pain, only had this simplest and most basic request.

Consciousness is more wonderful than perception, and this is definitely not an area that Chen Mu can touch. However, Chen Mu, who was forced into a desperate situation, could not care so much.

Something must be done! Whether useful or useless! He can't just sit back and die!

As a result, Chen Mu began to try to control his consciousness. However, little success was achieved. He didn't even know what consciousness was, so how could he control it? However, he had no way out, so he just did everything he could think of and could do.

He began to let himself think about other things, trying to distract himself and reduce the pain. However, the severe pain like a stormy sea was beyond what his little sampan could contend with, and he could not calm down his consciousness at all.

Waves of severe pain kept tearing at his consciousness, and he was unable to stay calm for even a second.

Chen Mu felt that he was not far from collapse. He couldn't explain the reason, but he could feel it strongly.

No, we can't go on like this!

The only trace of reason he had left told him that if he continued like this, he would soon die.

Since there was no time, Chen Mu didn't know how long he had been unconscious. But in his feeling, time was very long. Waves of severe pain continued to tear into his consciousness as usual, and the question he was thinking about was immediately shattered, and then there was an astonishing sense of severe pain.

Ten thousand? Or a hundred thousand times?

have no idea.

But gradually, Chen Mu gradually figured out some rules. The severe pain is like a wave, one after another, but there is a very brief period of relief between each wave.

This period of time is the only time it is possible to keep your consciousness quiet. Only in a state of tranquility could he turn his attention to other things instead of the desperate pain.

However, even during that slightly calm time, it was quite difficult to keep calm.

However, he has no choice, this is the only thing he can do now. As for whether it is right or wrong, you have to try it before you know.

fail! fail! Still failed...

Chen Mu's determination did not waver at all. On the contrary, he was more determined than before. Although he has not succeeded once so far, the benefits are very obvious. He could feel that his consciousness seemed to be somewhat enhanced! The sense of danger that always lingered in my heart seemed to have diminished unconsciously.

He didn't know if this was an illusion or psychological comfort, but it still cheered him up.

"What's going on with the boss?" Bagnell looked anxious. He didn't care about training these days and came to visit Chen Mu several times almost every day. He hadn't shaved for ten days, and he hadn't had a good rest recently, so his eyes were sunken. How could he still see his usual majesty and momentum?

Not only him, Xi Ping also had a worried look on his face, and he looked much older.

Weah sat in the corner silently, his eyes resting on the unconscious Chen Mu from time to time.

Chen Mu has not woken up since he fell into coma. The muscles on his face were twisted from time to time, as if he was enduring great pain.

Su Liu Cherou pursed her lips tightly, without rest for days, her skin became dull and her bright red lips lost their former luster. These days, she had been trying various methods of treatment on Chen Mu sleeplessly, but to no avail.

"He has entered a deep coma, and his body and consciousness are most likely separated." Her tired voice could not help but be a little sad at this time: "If he cannot wake up from a deep coma, there are only two ways possible."

"What two possibilities?" Bagnell's voice was hoarse and low.

"One is that the body's mechanism declines until death. The other..." Su Liu Cherou bit her lip tightly, but two crystal tears fell uncontrollably down her pale cheeks. She tried her best to make her voice sound steady, but the trembling voice betrayed her emotions at this time: "The other possibility... is that she is in a vegetative state."

Like a bolt from the blue, there was no sound in the huge room. A wave of dizziness hit him, and Xi Ping felt his feet go weak. He could no longer stand, and sat slumped on the ground, his eyes vacant.

Weah was stunned. He looked at Chen Mu blankly. No one knew what he was thinking.

A trace of sadness flashed in Bagnell's eyes, but after all, he had experienced much more storms and waves, and he could still maintain a trace of calmness: "Miss Su Liu, what disease does the boss have? What if we send him to a bigger hospital? Hospital, is there any hope of cure?”

Bagnell's words were already a little rude, and he clearly didn't believe in Su Liu Cherou's medical skills. But Su Liu Cherou didn't mind. Everyone, including herself, hoped that someone could save Chen Mu.

But……

Su Liu's soft tears could no longer be controlled and flowed down to the floor. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying. After a while, she gradually gained control of her emotions.

"Actually, boss, this is not an illness." Su Liu Cherou has regained most of her calmness after venting her anger. After all, she is a medical card repairman and has strong emotional control ability.

"Isn't it a disease?" Bagnell stood up excitedly, eyes wide open: "Could it be caused by someone?"

Weah's expression turned cold, and he took a step forward, staring at Su Liu Cherou, waiting for the next step. Xi Ping also stood up and looked at Su Liu Cherou.

Su Liu Cherou hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth: "There is a very, very thin green silk thread in the boss's body. When he was still in Luoyou City, the boss had it. He once came to me specially. Check it out. My teacher and I have been studying it for a long time, but there haven't been many breakthroughs. This is a very strange plant that can parasitize the human body. It is thinner than a hair and tens of meters long. Now I have been with him The flesh and blood grow together and cannot be extracted. I have not found the origin of this plant, but I suspect that it probably came from Baiyuan Mansion."

Su Liu's sweet words left Bagnell and Xi Ping dumbfounded.

"Baiyuan Mansion?" Bagnell asked in surprise, and Xi Ping looked at each other. This was obviously beyond their expectations.

"Well, I didn't find any relevant records about this plant, but I did find its relative species - Soft Fungus. Generally speaking, the two relative species live in the same domain." Su Speaks fluently and logically with great clarity.

Xi Ping suddenly slapped his head at this moment and lost his voice: "I remembered that when I was in Luoyou City, the boss once asked Mr. Yang if he could buy the golden-spotted soft liquid fungus. Mr. Yang was still very strange at the time. , why would the boss be interested in it?"

"So, the boss should have been there before he came to Luoyou City?" Bagnell touched his chin in thought, and his eyes suddenly looked at Weah.

Weah was the only one who was with Chen Mu before arriving in Luoyou City.

Weah shook his head: "I don't know."

"It's meaningless to find out when the boss's problem occurred now. The top priority is how to wake up the boss." Xi Ping pointedly pointed to the core of the problem.

"Yes." Bagnell nodded in agreement. His eyes turned to Su Liu Cherou again: "Miss Su Liu, do you need the golden-spotted soft bacteria?"

Su Liu Cherou hesitated for a moment: "I can't guarantee it, but this is the medicine I have found that is most likely to cure the boss."

"Okay, this question is for us. Lao Xi, let's put it together, I'm not familiar with this stuff." Bagnell said decisively, and he pulled Xi Ping out of the room. Weah glanced at Chen Mu and walked out.