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Chapter 31 Birdman A, save me!
At this moment, she was covered in dust and dirt, and looked nothing like the young girl she had been on the tram before. There was blood on her head, stuck to her bangs.

Ignoring Xue Fa's words, she immediately came to the driver whose abdomen was pierced and began to stop the bleeding. As if she was a real doctor, she began to comfort the others and treat them one by one.

"She has suffered a concussion and a skull fracture. She will develop an infection and a high fever in three days. She will die of dehydration and hunger on the ninth day. Because of her hemostasis and simple disinfection, three more people can survive." The great sage's voice continued to echo in Xue Lufen's mind.

"Four hours before the rescue team broke through the obstacle, she completely lost her vital signs."

Xue Lufen looked at the girl who was tearing the cloth to use as gauze to stop the bleeding.

Her technique was poor, full of the clear and stupid training look of a college student, but she was already the person who knew how to save people best in this tunnel.

Clear-headed college students should not try to be heroes like others. Do you think you will have a new life after you die?

"Old man, what will be the effect if I use your cursed blood?" Xue Lufen asked.

His holy light has not yet learned to the extent that it can save people.

Just like the great sage said, he was a quick-learner who was born in a wild way. Even with the practice of Holy Light, he could only achieve the level of flash bombs and compression detonation.

Developing the healing power of Holy Light is like an insurmountable chasm for him now.

"Haha, the price will naturally be borne by you. You have no idea about the price of the curse. Perhaps you will regret it after using it." The great sage looked at Xue Lufen, and cursed blood appeared in his hand.

"Also, this is the future if you don't intervene." The voice of the great sage echoed in his mind.

The aftershocks continued and dust kept falling from above.

"Oh, really..." Xue Lufen scratched his hair, as if he was making a decision.

"What should I do to avoid causing further collapse?" Xue Lufen hid in another place. He looked at the tunnel blocked by cement blocks and soil.

"Eight-Part Light Wheel." The great sage did not directly help Xue Falu solve the problem, but instead told him about the magic he had been developing and practicing.

"The high temperature of the cutting will melt the surrounding soil and solidify it in a short period of time, forming a temporarily stable channel. However, this requires you to melt a 34-meter-long channel."

"So, old thing, you have already seen my choice, right? But you still want to test me, you old ghost who is born evil!" Xue Lufen complained, and a ball of holy light began to appear in his hand.

"Same here, you careless little brat." The great sage smiled. He seemed to have discovered something but didn't say it out loud.

"Sure enough, saying the earthquake is just a minor inconvenience is just bullshit. You, an old, inherently evil ghost, knew my choice from the beginning, and yet you're still trying to trick me..."

For the would-be male Xue Fa Lun, this is indeed a big trouble, but for the brave Xue Fa Lun who dealt with the Lich King, this is really just a small trouble, it's just a big stone.

He habitually placed his hands on his belt, with cursed blood wrapped around his hands, and said in a second-year tone.

"Transform!"

Holy light bloomed throughout the entire tunnel. Everyone closed their eyes. All they could see was light!

……

"According to our reporter, a tram derailed in a tunnel today due to a tunnel collapse, but miraculously, everyone was rescued within two hours and no one was killed."

"According to interviews with survivors, they all said they saw light. Tokyo Hospital suspects that there are hallucinogenic volatile gases in the tunnel caused by the train derailment. They are awaiting follow-up testing and treatment..." The radio reporter kept interviewing some survivors next to the Shigeyama Tunnel and took pictures of the tunnel.

The female college student who walked out of the tunnel looked up at the sky blankly, holding her mobile phone tightly.

"Classmate, we are reporters from TV Asahi. Could you please tell me what exactly happened in the tunnel?" The reporter put the microphone in front of the female college student with blood on her face and asked anxiously.

"I... don't know..." She held her cell phone tightly and said through gritted teeth.

"According to other survivors, you prioritized simply stopping the bleeding for the wounded. What were you thinking at the time?"

"I don't know. I'm tired and just want to go home..."

After dealing with the annoying reporters and the doctors who kept asking questions, she finally returned home. Here, she tremblingly took out her mobile phone from the inner pocket of her clothes and looked at the video she had recently recorded.

In that video, it started with countless people calling out, but suddenly a light illuminated the tunnel, and in that light, the mobile phone captured the vague silhouette of the boy.

"Who... are you..." She stared at the video in a daze, curled up on the bed.

She knew how serious her injuries were, but she recovered completely in an instant.

Next to it was her student ID: Tokyo Medical University, 4th year student, Yu Kotori.

……

In the hotel, Xue Lufen lay on the bed in pain, watching the news reported by the reporter on TV, and kept poking his temple with his index finger.

"If the suffering absorbed by the cursed blood is applied to oneself, it will not be reduced at all." The great sage's voice warned, and even a smirk appeared on his old face. "But perhaps your Noble Phantasm will make you feel better."

"Birdman Armor, save me!" Xue Falun immediately put on Birdman Armor, and sure enough, he felt much better, probably just from hemiplegia to a mild cold.

Just now, he tried to use the cursed blood, and the moment he returned to the hotel and took off the birdman armor, he felt indescribable dizziness, headache and vomiting.

The pain of a concussion and a fractured skull instantly shot through his head. Xue Lufeng could only lie on the bed and yell, "It hurts, it hurts so much..."

The cursed blood not only feels the suffering of others, but also absorbs it into oneself. In other words, Xue Falun is currently suffering from a concussion and a fractured skull.

If Birdman A hadn't been able to clear negative states, he would have been lying in the hospital for weeks.

This is the great sage’s treasure. Xue Falun is not in a position to comment on this treasure. It is so... deceptive!
"But this is a good thing for you. Your treasure can effectively resist the cost of cursed blood. The combination of the two is our exciting combination skill. Unlike me before, I had to cut off my pain nerves when using this power." The comforting words of the great sage echoed in Xue Lufeng's mind.

But Xue Lufen didn't feel comforted. Even after putting on the birdman armor, he still didn't feel well.

"I will never use your treasure again. The price is too high and I can't bear it." Xue Lufen said with a grim expression.

"Huh? Really?"

"Really, I won't use it even if I die." Xue Lufen looked at the shameless old Dengtou unhappily.

(End of this chapter)