In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

Zong Ying just stood upright on the floor of the dormitory, motionless.

The other roommates didn't dare to touch him and could only move closer.

If it falls, they can catch it immediately.

They understood Zong Ying's behavior very well.

After all, there were 6 roommates, and I was the only one who had no chance to become extraordinary. You can imagine the disappointment I felt.

As his roommate, all I could do was offer him some dry words of comfort.

After a while, Zong Ying showed a bright smile on his face and looked at his roommates with bright eyes:

"Everyone, my legs are healed!"

"Your leg wasn't broken in the first place, it's just that the nerves have atrophied and died. When neurological technology is developed in a few years, it will definitely be cured."

"That's right. By then you will be 1.8 meters tall and the second tallest person in our dormitory."

"Besides, all the demons, ghosts and aliens are out now. You may meet a master who can cure you one day. It won't take a few years."

Qiangzi and the others offered their consolation in a dry voice.

"I mean, my illness is cured!"

Zong Ying emphasized again, his smile became brighter, but his eyes were a little red.

He had no idea how many times he had dreamed of this down-to-earth feeling, but after using the material for so long, the feeling had become a little vague.

Seeing his condition, Qiangzi and others felt something was wrong.

Could it be that this stimulation is too great and has caused the nerves in the brain to atrophy?

One person asked tentatively:

"Are you really cured of your illness?"

"You're not sick, take a walk?"

Zong Ying didn't hesitate any longer. He took a deep breath and used all his facial muscles to exert force.

Slowly, under the gaze of everyone, he slowly raised his right leg.

Forward, then down.

Lift your left foot and then lower it.

A minute later, his footsteps left a trail of footprints in the dormitory of more than ten square meters.

The eyes of several roommates widened wider as their eyes rose and fell.

“Eh~???”

"Is it really...really good?"

Qiangzi even stuttered when he spoke.

His roommate stretched his neck forward and said:

"No, buddy, are you serious?"

"That guy yesterday, no, that big guy, who is he? Can he really cure a person who has been paralyzed for more than ten years with just a bowl of magic water?"

All five roommates were deeply shocked.

The talisman paper made from toilet paper and the talisman water made from boiled water from the water dispenser are really useful!

That person looked about the same age as them.

what?

Who is this person? ? ?

Suddenly, a standard broadcast voice came out from the computer on the desk:

"Fellow Daxia people who have received the basic cell medicine, please pay attention. Next we will explain the use of the medicine and the precautions. Be careful to avoid mistakes..."

The official live broadcast explanation of potion usage has begun.

The students in Dormitory 606 had not yet gotten over the joy of recovering from their leg illness when they fell into speechless embarrassment again.

As far as they know, the cell medicine in their hands is the last batch of medicine distributed to the public by the government.

In other words, even if Zong Ying's leg recovered, he would have missed this opportunity which could be called the evolution of the whole nation.

Zong Ying obviously also realized this.

But he was only lost for a moment and then recovered.

There was a flash of determination in his eyes.

The young man helped him remove the biggest obstacle that troubled him. He didn't believe that he couldn't find a way to become extraordinary in this era.

If he can't do it, then even if his legs are healed, he'll still be a waste.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the iron dormitory door.

Several people were confused.

Who came to see them so early in the morning?

At this time, I am either sleeping or waiting for the official live broadcast like them.

"I come."

Zong Ying rushed to speak and walked towards the door.

When they opened the door, they saw a young man they had never seen before, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing a uniform that looked very familiar to them.

He was wearing Qinglongfu's black work uniform and holding a package in his hands.

"Who is Zong Ying?"

Lin Ziqi curiously looked at the people in the dormitory. This was a rare task assigned by Consultant Bai, and he had to snatch it from his colleagues to do it.

"I am."

Zong Ying answered.

"Oh, you're standing up already."

Lin Ziqi looked at Zong Ying's legs and found that he was standing in front of him like a normal person.

I couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Consultant Bai is truly an expert.

Their data showed that this man had been paralyzed for more than ten years and had sought medical treatment everywhere but could not be cured.

Both legs are now normal, obviously it was Consultant Bai who took action.

He did not give Zong Ying a chance to continue speaking. He put the package in Zong Ying's hand and said with a smile:

"Lucky boy, don't waste the opportunity that big guy fought for you, cherish it."

After saying that, he left.

Several roommates in the dormitory were confused and bewildered.

I moved closer and saw the package in his hand.

"Yeah, isn't this the same packaging as our medicine?"

Daqiang was a little surprised.

After unpacking the package, they found that it was indeed a box exactly the same as the cell medicine box on their desk. When they opened it gently, they saw a tube of cell medicine crystal lying in the box, emitting an attractive green glow.

Quite different from their pink color.

Daqiang took a close look at the instructions on the box: Enhanced Basic Cell Medicine.

Three more words than them.

"Fuck, Qinglong Mansion came to deliver a better cell medicine to you. Zong Ying, you actually have such connections? Do you know the big boss of Qinglong Mansion?"

Daqiang and his friends said enviously.

"If I had this connection, would I have been paralyzed for so many years?"

Zong Ying smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"I'm afraid this is all the opportunity given by that young man yesterday... no, the boss."

"The man from yesterday?"

Several people were shocked again.

Not only did he easily cure Zong Ying's paralysis, he also asked Qinglong Mansion to deliver enhanced cell medicine to his door. The people in Qinglong Mansion even called him the big boss.

Who is that person?

Several people looked at each other, and after combining some information, they had some guesses in their minds, thinking of the legend that had been circulating on the Kyoto University campus since the beginning of this semester.

They couldn't help but envy and speak again:

"You are so lucky, kid."

"Forget it, stop talking, the live broadcast has already started, Zong Ying, come over and watch it with us."

Zong Ying finally couldn't hide his smile anymore, he laughed foolishly and walked to the desk.

Suddenly, a sentence popped up in my mind:

"I will repay your kindness on the Golden Terrace and die for you with the Jade Dragon."

……

"You mean, you want to take on all the god missions in the Kyoto area?"

Liu Kangping looked at the white mist in front of him, feeling somewhat confused.

Bai Wu hasn't taken action in more than ten chapters, why does he suddenly want to take action in this chapter?

"Yes."

After not being active for a long time, Bai Wu felt a little rusty.

Inexplicably, I have an urge to find gods.

With his current level of cultivation, his thoughts have become harmonious and he will not have such abrupt thoughts.

There is a word to describe this feeling at this moment——

On a whim.

Combined with the Galaxy people's plan, he made this decision.