Chapter 10

Chatper 10 : The price must increase tomorrow!

On the Central Planet, in the highest-level ICU ward of the Empire's First Military Hospital, lies a pale man. The man has deep facial features, a handsome face, and a strong aura on his body. dare not approach.

"How is the marshal now?" Someone asked in a low voice.

The person being questioned was wearing a white coat, and it was Fang Ruichen, the director of the First Military Hospital. He shook his head, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, "It's still the same, my mental power has always been on the verge of collapse. It will collapse immediately."

Mental breakdown has always been the most difficult level for interstellar people, especially the stronger the strength, the easier it is for the mental force to runaway and then collapse.

Once the mental power collapses, it will become stupid at light, and die at worst.

Hearing the words, the man couldn't bear it and punched the white wall next to him, "It's all my fault, if the marshal wasn't trying to save me, he wouldn't have been tricked into causing a mental runaway, it should have been me lying on it, damn it. It should be me too!"

"If you want to die, don't go crazy here." Fang Ruichen gave him a cold look and said sternly, "It's better to let the enemy know that they don't have to work hard, and you can kill yourself. , maybe I can still save energy to drink a little wine and celebrate."

Zhao Yuming:  …

The dean is still the vicious dean, but he can't make the enemy happy so easily. If they dare to attack the marshal, he must not let them go.

"If you don't die, even if you die, I have to cut those people into eight pieces, avenge the marshal and then apologize with death!" Zhao Yuming wiped away his tears, his expression was determined, and he said viciously, with sharp rays of light in his eyes, he turned around quickly leave the hospital.

Fang Ruichen pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve his sore eyes that had been sleeping for days, and his eyes fell on the person lying quietly on the hospital bed.

At this time, another person came in outside, also wearing a white coat, but with a completely different temperament from the dean, with a trace of rebelliousness that could not be hidden.

"Have you found a way?" Fang Ruichen asked directly without looking at anyone.

"No." Han Fang restrained himself and looked at Fa Xiao on the hospital bed. His sharp eyes were rebellious and cold, and his aura completely changed.

"Have you found him in the second world?" Fang Ruichen continued to ask.

"No." Han Fang continued to shake his head, his expression gradually showing a hint of irritability, "I said at the beginning that I would leave some information to help find him, but you don't want it. Now even we don't know what he looks like, where did he go? Yes? How to find it?"

"He's in a special situation right now. If one more person knows about it, the more dangerous it will be." Fang Ruichen ignored Han Fang's irritability and said calmly.

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At the same time, Gu Bai and the strange man ate all the two dishes, not even a grain of rice was left.

Although these dishes can be tasted in the mouth, the feeling of being unable to swallow them aggravates Gu Bai's desire for real food.

Sure enough, I have to make money quickly. Only by earning a small amount of money can I eat delicious food.

Looking at the reactions of those customers today, the price he set should be relatively low, and at the current rate of making money, I am afraid that it will take a week or two just to make enough money to hire a weeding robot. This is still the money earned. to other situations.

But the reality is that not only do you need money to buy food, you also need money to buy tables and chairs in the future.

All expenses need money!

Price increase! The price must go up tomorrow!

"Okay, after the meal, you go offline and go home and drink some nutritional supplements to replenish it. I will also be offline." Gu Bai packed up the plate and said to the man. Before he could answer, he went offline on his own accord. .

He didn't ask the man's name, anyway, it's just hard to understand the heart of compassion today, and it may not be possible to meet again in the future.