Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1167 Cheating King Lin Sanjiu

If Lin Sanjiu had the time and opportunity to write a list of reunion moments, she would write down the following facts:

One, after Hei Zeji recognized her, the fidgety line between her brows suddenly disappeared, as if being gently lifted away by someone's fingers, and thrown into the air.Surprise raised one of his eyebrows, he looked at Lin Sanjiu, and even tilted his head like a teenager, as if she was not her, but a unicorn rushing out of the rainbow.

Second, when Kurosawaji asked her, "Is this the guy you're going to hit?", Fifty Ming was already pinned to the ground.The crescent-shaped black blade fit perfectly on the back of the old man's neck. The two crescent-shaped tips pressed against the ground, and the thin, cold edges made a layer of white hair stand up on his thick neck.

Three, the female NPC crossed the counter and glanced at Fifty Ming, but she was not too angry; from Lin Sanjiu's angle, she could just see her shoulders loosen.She immediately raised her head, looked at the roof and asked, "What are you going to do to him?" It was as if the waiter was asking, "Have you thought of anything to order?".

Four, she was very, very happy.

"Why...how are you here?" Lin Sanjiu glanced at the sackcloth again, it was lying on the ground like a strip of empty snakeskin, and the end was still hanging on the edge of Heizeji's boots.He basically grabs and wears whatever he grabs, but the things he grabs seem to belong to him naturally and approach him proactively—even the bandages wrapped around his hands seem to have traveled half the world before finally finding their owners .

"Didn't you call me out?" Even after meeting his old friend, Kurosawa Ji did not forget the important point: "Hurry up, I have to finish the first fight before we can chat."

Like an elf coming out of rubbing a magic lamp, Lin Sanjiu thought to himself and nodded: "That's him. Can you help me suppress him temporarily? I have something to say with the NPC."

"No, we have to fight." Hei Zeji's words surprised her, "The first strong martial artist is called out for fighting."

What's all this mess?

Lin Sanjiu wanted to ask, but Hei Zeji made it clear that he couldn't chat now, so he scratched his face: "...Then you can figure it out, pull him up and fight with him. Yes Don't beat him to death, don't hurt your internal organs."

"Why?" Hei Zeji just asked, then waved his hand again, "Forget it, it's not important now."

Oh, and there is a fifth fact: a "battle" between him and Isaki, in the eyes of uninformed people, it seems that the coach is training athletes.Every time Fifty Ming was beaten to the ground, he was very dissatisfied—"Stand up!", or "You have the ability, right? Use it!"—but to be fair, the latter sentence is very important to Fifty Ming. Very unfair.It's not that the old man doesn't want to use his ability, it's just that he has no chance to use it at all.

With such a show being staged in full view, Lin Sanjiu jumped off the roof with confidence and put his arms on the counter.The female NPC looked at the thumping and screaming figure behind her for a while, and the constantly interrupted light swayed gently on her face; for a while, she looked at Lin Sanjiu, as if she was a species discovered for the first time—" What do you want to do?"

"I have a lot of questions," she said with a smile to the female NPC, "but let's start with the process you are familiar with."

"What process?"

Lin Sanjiu placed a small transparent plastic tissue that was almost invisible without a magnifying glass on the counter.If a kidney can sell for 5 points, then a cornea should at least be at the same price level; after all, if people have a choice between losing a kidney or losing half their vision, everyone will choose to lose a kidney, right?
"Oh," the female NPC said without a trace of fluctuation on her chubby pink face, "1 o'clock."

"What? But both kidneys—"

"1 o'clock," the female NPC raised her eyelids, "the kidney is also 1 o'clock."

... The shopkeeper lied to her.

As a result, the heart, brain, kidney... Each of these organs worth harvesting is only worth 1 point.Lin Sanjiu felt uncomfortable in her throat: even if a person's life was stripped from the inside out, the only thing he could do was pay off the debt for her.

"The player's knowledge book..." She had given up hope, maybe it was the shopkeeper who lied to her—unexpectedly, the female NPC nodded: "Oh, there are some for sale. But you don't have enough points, right? 5 o'clock."

2 corneas, 2 kidneys, and a heart can only be exchanged for a thin booklet.

Human life in the doomsday world is worthless, but she never thought that it could be so worthless.

"Where's the blood?" she asked dryly.The muffled sound when Isami's body was thrown on the ground immediately raised the question "Is the organ not damaged?"It was only an hour or two after entering the hospital, and in her mind, people had already turned into meat bags containing counts—she was definitely not the first to think so.

"10 liters, 1 point, unlimited blood type. Too much blood, not worth the money." In other words, it's okay to mix blood from different people.Lin Sanjiu was nauseated by his own imagination.

As expected of an NPC, the NPC is much more patient than the small shop owner who only cares about deceiving people. "You can sell the odds of survival," she suggested, "a total of seven levels, ranging from extremely high, high, medium-high, medium... to extremely low. One level is 1 point, even if you sell five levels, you still have a chance to survive, It’s much more cost-effective than selling organs. Of course, you can buy them if you can sell them, as long as you have enough points.”

"The chance of survival is for Lava after discharge from the hospital..." Lin Sanjiu glanced at the toll office, "But how can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"The body is complete, and the combat power is fully restored." The female NPC didn't seem to worry at all that she would ask for all the information, and then stop buying the player's knowledge letter.She may have also guessed Lin Sanjiu's thoughts, and said with a smile: "The player's knowledge letter contains the most critical lava information, I don't know, you can only buy it to see. Oh, but the knowledge letter cannot be recycled. "

Lin Sanjiu frowned suddenly.

"Wait," she interjected, "full body...? What if an organ is stolen from me?"

"It's very simple, buy it back."

"Even if there is only an empty shell left for someone, as long as I buy enough organs and put them in, he can still survive and be discharged from the hospital?"

"Just meet the conditions."

She asked a few more questions and figured it out: Unless the person was crushed to death like a bug, the patient would only bear the corresponding consequences such as coma, but would not die in the true sense just by taking away the organs.

Lin Sanjiu pondered for a while.

Fifty Sails and sisters have a complete appearance. Is it because their combat power has not fully recovered, or have they lost some internal organs?Both Sesame Cake and the bearded man have been in and out of the hospital once, knowing how cruel it is, why would they rather come back here?There are hardly many players in the lava world outside, but the general hospital retains so many people like a magnet...and why?
During these few seconds of contemplation, a thought suddenly passed through Lin Sanjiu's mind like lightning.

She actually forgot one of her advantages.

She doesn't have to think about selling organs, she can—even if it's only temporarily—she can make some at no cost.

(End of this chapter)