Tower Defense Game: My Kingdom of Eternal Life

Chapter 349 You are dying

An ancient steeple church stands in the darkness. It is completely black and almost blends in with the environment. But in this nightmare full of terror and unknown, this church can make people feel a sense of peace.

"This place seems to be able to isolate the influence of nightmares..."

Cheng Shen watched his surroundings vigilantly.

He has entered the lower city, but the degree of nightmare erosion here has not weakened, but has become more terrifying. The blood poisonous pollutants he saw have even begun to merge and evolve into even more terrifying giant bodies.

Maybe it's because the nightmare is getting worse.

Cheng Shen was very sure that with his current strength, even if he was not afraid of the contamination of blood poison, it would be difficult for him to survive until dawn. Now that there was more than an hour before twelve o'clock, he was already unable to resist the horror of the nightmare!

If he hadn't found this church, Cheng Shen would have taken out the space compass and tried it.

Compared to his identity as Carl, this identity of Dr. Crow is obviously more valuable. After all, just to create this identity, he used two important choices...

Bang...

The world around him began to change, forcing Cheng Shen to enter the church. He pushed open the closed wooden door, and the warm firelight immediately shone on him, and a peaceful scent of incense wafted over.

This church is not big. After entering, there is a circular sacrificial hall. There is a strange statue of God built on the high platform facing the door.

The shape of the statue is that of a human figure whose body is covered in robes and whose appearance cannot be seen clearly. Its arms are folded around its chest, its body is slightly bent, and it is in the posture of holding a baby. Its exposed hands are covered with bandages.

crackle...

A brazier was lit in the center of the sacrificial hall, with orange flames swaying and the sound of crackling wood burning coming from the pot.

A little closer to the door, there are two benches placed side by side on the left and right sides. If you can ignore the weird-looking statue of the god, this church is completely a very traditional classical building.

Someone has already arrived in the church, and there is a figure sitting on each of the four benches.

They are far apart from each other and seem to have serious social fears.

Cheng Shen looked at them one by one.

They were a middle-aged man who was wearing a jacket and was reasonably well-dressed; a woman who was wearing a long yellow dress with an uneasy expression; an old lady who was mumbling something; and a blind man with bandages around his eyes.

They are all ordinary people.

His arrival immediately attracted the attention of the other three people except the old lady who lowered her head and muttered a prayer.

After the men and women among them saw the mask on his face, they all lowered their heads in fear.

Only the blind man asked without knowing the situation: "Who is coming?"

Cheng Shen didn't respond and sat down on the bench closest to the door. The woman in the yellow dress who happened to be sitting on this chair quickly hid to the other side, as if she had encountered the god of plague, and seemed embarrassed for a moment.

"I'm just spending the night here."

Cheng Shen said calmly.

"Anyone can find shelter here, whether you are an invisible believer or not."

A soothing voice suddenly sounded from the front of the church.

Cheng Shen heard the sound and looked over, and this time he discovered that there was a nun in gray robe kneeling in front of the statue. Her attire was very similar to the statue's shape, but she was not so mysterious, and her face was exposed.

The light from the lake reflected on that smooth and white face, giving her appearance a vague hazy feeling.

【Teresa】

【nun】

【???】

…

Cheng Shen could see only this information, but he did not see Teresa's detailed attributes, not because her strength was much higher than his.

It's like I didn't notice her in the first place.

This person’s presence…

Some model lakes.

Cheng Shen felt a sense of vigilance in his heart, "I am indeed not an invisible believer. If you need me to pay, please let me know."

The voice fell.

The old lady who had been praying with her head lowered stopped. She looked at Cheng Shen, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes.

】

“The crows hovering over the cemetery always know everything clearly. They are like a group of bloodthirsty demons. They will watch you quietly until the moment you die, and then immediately pounce down and eat you up!

"..."

Hearing this, Cheng Shen turned his head and glanced at her.

Then he said: "The internal fire attacks the heart, and the body is cold and weak. Have you often had nightmares recently? You are indeed going to die."

"you……"

When the old lady heard this, she was so angry that she trembled all over.

Several people around him had strange expressions, and the blind man also recognized the identity of the person who entered the church this time. He looked like he wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, for fear of offending the god who was watching the church secretly.

Cheng Shen would definitely not spoil her.

Good guy, he just fought his way out of a group of nightmare monsters that were as terrifying as they could be. His heartbeat had not yet calmed down. He was inexplicably ridiculed by this old guy. He didn't take action directly, so he had a good temper!

If not...

"The Invisible Lord does not need any reward from you." Teresa quickly smoothed things over. She managed to maintain an indifferent image, but her tone was a little unstable because of her too fast tone. She obviously did not expect Cheng Shen's answer.

"I never like to owe others anything."

Cheng Shen shook his head.

bite!

A white silver coin flew from his hand and fell on the ground in front of the statue. It rolled several times on the ground and fell to Teresa's feet.

He didn't mean to be cool and want to be taken advantage of.

No name or reason.

A god who looked very strange suddenly stood up and offered to protect him, but anyone in his right mind would have known to refuse. Any gains come at a price, and he knew this better after having dealt with the devil.

He would not accept unwarranted protection and paid a silver coin just to turn this night into a fair transaction.

As for.

Can a silver coin be exchanged for protecting him for one night in the Nightmare City?

This is not a question he needs to think about.

If this nameless god insists on establishing some kind of bond with him, he still has the effect of forcibly canceling the contract once a month as a trump card...

Cheng Shen took everything into consideration in an instant.

"..."

Teresa and the eyes of everyone else in the room paused as the silver coins rolled down.

A silver coin.

The equivalent of Carl's salary for a week's work in a puppet factory.

For people in Xiacheng District, it is even more difficult to earn a silver coin in a month.

This is a huge amount of money.

The emotions contained in their eyes are different.

Theresa was silent for a second, then bent down to pick up the silver coin, but she did not accept it. Instead, she walked out of the shadows to Cheng Shen and handed the silver coin back.

"If you worship my Lord devoutly, I can accept this money, otherwise I have no right to handle it. If you really want to do something, I personally have a request that should be very simple for you."

“Can you represent this church?”

Cheng Shen asked.

"I have dedicated my body to worshiping the great formless being for twenty-one years."

Teresa replied calmly.

"……OK."

Cheng Shen looked through Teresa's pure eyes, trying to see into her soul, but all he saw was endless fog.

The god she worships has a somewhat strange origin, and the power bestowed upon her is also very special.

He nodded and took back the silver coins.

Theresa then said: "You just said that Mrs. Mo Yinla will not live long. I want to know if this is a joke or a fact?"

The old lady next to me suddenly became nervous when she heard this.

No one would feel nervous about a professional doctor's diagnosis, especially what Cheng Shen just said was so accurate! Mo Yinla didn't understand the first two sentences because of her limited education, but she did have nightmares all the time!

"Of course, it's true."

Cheng Shen said.

After hearing his words, Mo Yinla immediately slumped down on the bench with a look of defeat, her lips touched unconsciously, and she almost died on the spot...

"Then you must have a way to delay the onset of her illness. The favor I want to ask you for is to provide free treatment for Mrs. Mo Yinla!"

Teresa said.

"For her..."

Before Cheng Shen could say anything, he was interrupted by a prompt in his ear.

[Trigger mission—Teresa’s request!]

【Accept?】

…

[Teresa’s request]

【Task】

[Difficulty: lv1~???]

[Note: According to Teresa’s request, help Mrs. Mo Yinla with treatment. The completion of treatment will affect the final mission reward! 】

[Reward: 200,000 experience, 5 favorable impressions of Teresa, 1 invisible blessing (limited time)]

[Punishment: Theresa’s favor -5]

[Time limit: 1:59:57!]

…

Can this also trigger a mission?

Cheng Shen was confused, but somehow he felt something was familiar.

…Isn’t this the same mode in the computer games he played before, where even catching a chicken and sending a message could trigger a mission!? In the city of the past, the mechanism setting of this death game seems to be more retro and restored…

Is it because the power of the system is greatly blocked?

But let’s not talk about it…

The reward for this mission is quite generous!

The Puppet Horror that Cheng Shen completed before was only one-fifth complete, and he received a full 300,000 experience reward.

He almost got a promotion!

If he completes this task again, he will immediately be promoted to level 28 and his experience points will increase a lot!

Simply speaking, if all the side quests lying on his dashboard were completed, he would probably be able to reach Level 31.

Breaking through the third level!

Danger and opportunity coexist...

"Can!"

Cheng Shen seemed to have forgotten the previous conflicts and agreed immediately.

"I don't want...I don't want him to help me treat me! These evil-hearted demons can just watch my grandson die of illness in order to make money! Their hearts are already rotten and pus-filled!...Ahem!"

Mo Yinla came to her senses and shouted excitedly, but her actions caused injuries in her body. After coughing a few times, she spit out a large mouthful of black blood.

"You originally had more than two months to live, but now you can only live ten..."

Cheng looked at her calmly.

"Ten days?"

Teresa's slender and beautiful brows frowned slightly.

"Nine……"

"eight……"

Cheng Shen said calmly, Theresa's expression immediately changed, and Mo Yinla's expression also changed several times.

But it was suppressed.

The congestion in her lungs surged up and stuck in her throat as she coughed. Her face quickly turned blue and she was about to suffocate to death in front of her eyes.

Cheng Shen's countdown was like the God of Death coldly pronouncing the countdown to her death.

"Please help her quickly!"

Teresa said anxiously.

"Don't worry, I'm different from those black-hearted quacks who eat people."

Cheng Shen said calmly.

Of course he wouldn't let the reward slip away.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes blurred, and Cheng Shen had disappeared. He flashed in front of Mo Yinla, tapped his fingers quickly on her heart and throat, and flashed a blue light in front of her with his right hand.

laugh!

The old lady's throat was cut open neatly by him, and it was indeed inconvenient to use the dagger as a scalpel.

But what Cheng Shen actually did was to rely on his soul power to guide the flow of congestion in her body, and the external surgery was just to fit in with the settings of Dr. Crow of this era.

It was just a lung disease, and he didn't even need to do it himself. With a few purification techniques and healing techniques, Cheng Shen could rejuvenate her even if her lungs were completely rotten!

but.

He is now playing an ordinary crow doctor after all.

And in front of another god, casting a light-type healing magic... It is impossible to do such a thing without some personal grudges.

"Cough...cough..."

Mo Yinla, who was already suffocating, soon began to cough, but there was some leakage. She stared at Cheng Shen with a pair of dead fish eyes and was speechless.

"Is there any medicine to stop bleeding?"

Cheng Shen asked.

"Yes, yes!" Teresa reacted and said quickly. She took out a piece of black ointment wrapped in cotton from her arms and handed it to Cheng Shen's hand with a hint of warmth and a faint scent of flesh.

"Blood-activating grass, living grass, and just...dried meat?"

Cheng Shen smelled the smell and identified the ingredients of the ointment.

Blood-activating grass and active-blood grass are relatively common herbs in the Dark Forest, but these herbs are not even high-grade.

Even an apprentice apothecary who is new to potions can no longer appreciate it after a long exposure.

Usually, some barefoot doctors in the countryside who have a little knowledge of medicine will use it to prepare some bruises and bruises.

It can barely achieve some therapeutic effect without a doctor.

Dried carrion…

It is also equivalent to an auxiliary ingredient in folk remedies.

Cheng Shen shook his head slightly. If he could open his backpack and take out the materials he brought, any potion he could refine would be a hundred times better than this.

Thinking.

He still pretended to apply the ointment to Mo Yinla's neck wound, and tied it tightly with the bandage handed over by Theresa.

Of course, he secretly used magic to heal Mo Yinla's wounds.

Otherwise, even if she can save her life now, she will die of wound infection later...

"I went home to rest for three months and kept the wound away from water, but it will take about three to six months for my language ability to recover."

Cheng Shen stood up.

"Is this...done??"

Everyone looked confused.

"What's wrong? What happened?? Mrs. Mo Yinla, are you still alive...are you okay?"

The only blind man in the field asked anxiously.

"Your medical skills are truly amazing..."

Theresa had already heard the important information she wanted from Cheng Shen's words.

Mo Yinla, who originally could only live for two months due to illness, can now live for six months!

And according to him, six months is just her recovery period...

When did these crow doctors, which symbolize death and evil, become so powerful!?

【Mission completed!】

[Acquire: 200000 experience!]