Could it be that that young man just now is the righteous corpse of that orange world-destroying monster from Jiang Hai?

But why did he appear in Sioux City?

Is there anything in a small surrounding town that deserves the attention of the "artist" of Orange World Destroyer?

Suddenly,

Sister Tong's heart trembled slightly.

She suddenly thought of the boundary gate that appeared in the garden today, and immediately guessed a possibility that was closest to the "truth" - that is, Jiang Hai's orange world-destroying "artist" noticed the boundary gate here.

Reminiscent of the fact that in this dead and desolate hell world for thousands of years, every time an orange monster appears, it will inevitably affect the whole body, causing an earth-shaking chain reaction of other nearby orange world-destroying monsters.

For a moment, Sister Tong's body trembled slightly under the red wedding dress, and she didn't know whether it was fear or excitement.

Or, both.

After all, in this desolate hell where the sky is dark and only the whine of the wind is left,

It has really been silent for too long...

The remaining consciousness in their already decayed bodies in the tidal catastrophe is almost dead.

Who doesn’t want the world to be more lively?

...

Go to Kyoto,

Tianren Boai Hospital.

Andrology.

"The world is about to get lively."

Wearing an elegant custom-made formal suit, glasses, and a full head of silver hair, the energetic old man sitting in the courtroom looked like an amiable old man walking down the corridor of the hospital.

He said this with emotion.

Two young nurses with freckles on their noses walked towards them. The moment they saw the old man in black, their hearts tightened inexplicably.

But the next second, the old man's kind gaze cast him a roar, and the two young nurses' heart-grabbing feeling suddenly dissipated.

My whole body felt like a spring breeze, as if my feet were stepping on clouds.

This old man is so kind and kind.

The two young nurses were thinking like this. When they were about to meet each other, they quickly bowed their heads and said hello politely. Then they passed by each other with doubts and curiosity about the identity of the old man.

"To treat human beings,

You are always so kind."

At this time, the old man walking next to the old man, who was obviously "younger" than him, but whose face looked extremely old, suddenly lowered his head and said.

"hehe."

The old man chuckled twice.

“Isn’t the mission of a shepherd to guide the lambs on the right path?”

After saying this, the two of them had walked to the door of a quiet and independent ward at the end of the corridor.

The attending doctor and nurse, who received the news early in the morning, sat around the corner and waited uneasily for a long time.

At this moment, I saw the two old people who had finally arrived late at noon, and hurried over with their medical records in their hands.

Speaking of which, he is in his forties but is already the chief physician of the vice president. In fact, he does not know the identities of the two old men in front of him.

But he knew he couldn't afford to offend the man lying in the men's ward.

Then he couldn't afford to offend the two old people who came to visit, so he had to give them all his attention.

In a metropolitan area like Shangjing, where there are many heavenly beings and nobles, being a mixed-race doctor is secondary to your medical skills. Being able to understand this is the key to a successful life.

"How is the patient in Ward 1 doing?"

"The vital signs are stable. The heart rate fluctuated greatly in the morning, but it has returned to normal now."

"What happened this morning? Has your condition worsened?"

"Uh...this...is it okay to say it?"

"But it doesn't matter."

"The patient's lower body is missing, and in the morning..."

"..."

"Is there no possibility of recovery?"

"The patient's lost parts can no longer be pieced together. We originally wanted to use transplantation to overcome the problem of organ rejection, but... the patient's damaged parts seemed to be burned by extremely terrifying lightning power... I am afraid that transplantation is not possible."

"..."

When the attending doctor spoke, he kept a very humble posture. He was completely different from the other patients and family members he usually treated in this hospital.

This is his way of survival.

However, at this time,

Without warning, he suddenly felt his head light up on his neck, and the scene in the corner of his eye suddenly moved up.

Why is this so?

oh,

It turns out it was my head that was falling.

Then...

There's no after that.

A large amount of scarlet blood spewed out like a fountain. The nurse accompanying the attending doctor was dumbfounded for a moment. Her heart was clenched and it was almost difficult to breathe.

However, she still covered her mouth violently, trying hard not to scream out, and stared at the old man in front of her with fear in her eyes.

Seeing this, the old man calmly shook his head.

At this time, an extremely violent and sinister voice suddenly came from the ward across the door, "Since it can't be cured, what's the point of keeping you?"

next moment,

The door to the ward was pushed open from inside.

Puso Wiseman's face was pale when he was supposed to be lying in bed, and the corners of his mouth that were originally mixed with madness and murder were now mixed with some violence and viciousness.

"Has the list been decided on the list of people who will represent the Adjudication Division behind the Border Gate this time? I think there is no one more suitable than me, right?"

The voice fell,

The air in the corridor suddenly became quiet.

The old man in elegant formal clothes glanced at the other party, shook his head softly and said, "I said, the World Conference will start soon, and you can't leave to go to Beijing."

Having said this, the old man paused slightly and said in a calm tone, "This time, the Fourth Judgment has allowed the Basel Winter Congress to represent the Judgment Envoy to the world behind the Border Gate."

"I would like to share your worries."

The older-looking old man on the side was actually Basidon, the Fourth Judge and the first person above the S-class Judge under the SSS Judge. At this moment, he bowed and said very politely.

The second ruling made Pousso Wiseman look ferocious when he heard this. He lowered his voice angrily and yelled filial piety with his whole body trembling:

"Damn...I'm going to kill those damn couple of bitches...no one can compare to me..."

The nurse on the side suddenly trembled when she saw this.

After all, the attending doctor who had been working with her for many years had just lost her head just because the man was unhappy and the air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood.

If he goes crazy again at this time...

However, the little nurse's anxiety only lasted for a second.

The next moment,

Everything is like an illusion.

The kind-hearted old man wearing formal attire and glasses with an affable face just glanced sideways at the trembling man.

In an instant, the man whose whole body was full of violent and vicious aura seemed to have been given a shot of tranquilizer, and his whole body trembled and became quiet.
Chapter completed!