BaNovel Chapter 437 Master's Secret
Chapter 437 Master's Secret
three days later.
An Yuan, who had darkened her skin, hurriedly stepped into a small clinic and saw the master lying on the bed.
The boy on the bed was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was very thin, with pale skin and a haggard appearance. When he saw her coming in, he showed a kind expression that was completely inconsistent with his age: "Xiao Yuan is here."
"Master—" An Yuan saw that Master was so sick and his nose was still a little sore. He quickly walked over and sat in front of his hospital bed. "I have read your physical examination report. You are so seriously ill. Why didn't you contact me?" And me?"
The physical examination report showed that Master had a tumor on his brain. It was very serious and almost incurable.
Normally speaking, anyone who becomes so sick is basically equivalent to being sentenced to death by fate.
The young man sighed slightly, and said in a voice that felt calm after seeing the great changes in the sea: "I chose this place to find a new body because there was a war here just now, and it is easy to find dying people or vegetative people."
"A few years ago, I finally found a brain-dead teenager from a poor family, took possession of his body, and planned to live here quietly until the time was right."
"But I didn't expect that this body would fall ill within two years, and the road would be unstable. Then neighboring countries invaded, and the country was unable to resist. The better hospitals were all bombed, and the medical staff relied on only The medical equipment is unable to determine what is wrong with me."
"All external communications here are cut off. Even if I can find a phone or mobile phone, I can't get through foreign calls."
"Until some time ago, I secretly used someone else's computer to post a post on the local network. I wanted to see if you or your people would notice it."
Having said this, he showed a relieved smile: "I didn't expect that your people really noticed it, found this place quickly, and sent me to the hospital."
"If they had come a little later, I would probably have actually died here and lost consciousness."
"Master!" An Yuan held his hand, her eyes red, "I have sent people to search for vegetative or brain-dead patients, and found several good bodies. I will let you choose now."
"No choice." The young man shook his head, "I have lost most of my original consciousness. If I change my body again, I will probably forget where my hometown is."
"Even now, my memory of my hometown is not so clear."
"I would rather lose consciousness than forget my hometown."
Every time he "injects" his consciousness into a new body, a small part of this consciousness will be consumed. So far, he has "transferred" his consciousness dozens of times, and there is not much consciousness left.
When his consciousness is completely exhausted or his body dies but the "container" of consciousness cannot be found, he will truly disappear.
An Yuan opened her mouth slightly, wanting to persuade her master to put "living" first.
But she also knew that the Master had lived for too long, and "death" was not terrible to Him.
She gritted her teeth slightly, thought for a while and said, "Then I will operate on you and try to see if the tumor in your brain can be completely removed."
Master's brain tumor was not only too large, but also grew in a dangerous location. She was not sure it could be cured.
However, this is better than Master just waiting to "die".
The young man asked her: "Are you sure you can take me out of here?"
This place is better than the center of the war, but it is still in a war zone, with checkpoints and blockades everywhere. He is also a dying patient. It is difficult to leave here.
"Of course I'm sure." An Yuan said with certainty, "We have money, high technology, and all kinds of good things. We can definitely take you away."
Of course, a fight with the blockade would also work.
But she really doesn't like fighting and killing.
Why fight and kill when things can be solved with money or reasoning?
The young man smiled with a look of relief on his face: "We haven't seen each other for ten years, and you are already able to stand alone."
An Yuan said with a bit of a coquettish expression: "That's because you teach me well, Master."
The two are talking.
An Yuan's cell phone received a message: "It has been confirmed that Joey has arrived in country b. He may be going for your master. Be careful."
The person who escorted her here also said: "Your master has been here for more than three hours. It's time to leave."
An Yuan made a quick decision: "Pack up immediately and prepare to leave."
Her master is a critically ill patient, so of course he cannot be taken away like this.
She brought a specially-made transparent medical cabin made by Chuangshi. This medical cabin looks like a transparent coffin and is filled with special cotton-like materials. These materials can very "gently" fix the patient, leaving only the face exposed. .
No matter how the coffin bumps or even rolls upside down, the patient inside is always facing up and will not be affected.
Half an hour later, her master was lying in the medical bay and fell asleep.
An Yuan took Master out of the back of the clinic in a hurry, got into a bulletproof car, and headed to the checkpoint.
Along the way there were bombed-out houses and ruins, smoke and cries were everywhere, and corpses of men, women, and children could often be seen. It was like a hell on earth.
This is the disaster and pain that war brings to mankind.
An Yuan looked at all this and felt heavy in his heart.
Every time she reaches a level, her people will show their special passes and give heavy gifts in order to let them pass.
This special pass was obtained by her people after bribing the person in charge of the war zone with a large sum of money.
However, something happened when they reached the last and most important level.
After the guarding general checked the pass and collected a box of cash, he was ready to let them pass. However, at this moment, he received a phone call.
He spoke an ancient language in the region, which was not widely spread, but An Yuan could understand it.
The general received an order from General So-and-so, who said that the Ross family was looking for a young patient here, and all patients, regardless of gender, age or severity, would be detained.
Anyuan knew very well how powerful the Ross family was. The Ross family was behind this hellish war. At the same time, she also knew very well how important her master was to the Ross family.
It is impossible for her to pass through here peacefully through means such as money and reasoning.
So she took out the tranquilizer bomb, pulled the safety plug, threw the bomb out the car window, and honked the horn.
As soon as the horn sounded, her men knew they were about to force their way through.
The driver stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the checkpoint.
The others took out their tranquilizer bombs and went out together.
The bomb exploded instantly and filled the air with smoke, which not only obscured the soldiers' sight, but also caused them to inhale anesthetic gas when they were caught off guard, and then fell into a state of weakness.
An Yuan and others had been injected with anti-narcotic drugs in advance and were not affected. The car broke through the barrier like a beast and rushed forward.
The soldiers who were originally staying in armored vehicles or houses were not greatly affected and drove to catch up.
At this time, An Yuan didn't care anymore and directly ordered: "Use explosives."
Real dynamite.
Much stronger than ordinary explosives, one as big as a fist can blow up a building.
The pursuers were instantly killed in a car crash.
Such weapons stunned the military.
Who could possess such a powerful weapon?
The military did not dare to pursue him anymore and hurriedly reported to his superiors.
An Yuan and others quickly arrived at the beach, got on the speedboat, and quickly sailed towards the ocean.
By the time Joey arrived with his pursuers, the target had already disappeared into the sea.
She angrily ordered: "Activate satellites to track all ships on the sea, and send fighter planes to track them!"
Soon, the news came: "No suspicious ships were found."
Joy almost wanted to say "how is that possible", but she immediately thought that what the master was looking for was not an ordinary person, but a being from a high-dimensional world. It wouldn't be surprising if there was a way to avoid being tracked by satellites and radars.
After thinking for a long time, she could only silently order: "Keep looking until you find it."
Of course, she knew that she probably couldn't find it.