Another World: My life is on the rise!

And Lin En could also see that after experiencing this incident, everyone looked at him without the fear and restraint they had when they first met. It was like a yearning from the heart. , taking root in their hearts.

"Mr. Lynn, will they all recover?"

A girl couldn't help but asked curiously, holding her breasts.

Lin En sat cross-legged on the ground, nodded his head up and down with his eyes closed, and said: "Don't worry, it's okay. Although my medical skills may seem a little rough to you, in the hell below, as long as you don't transform into Hui, through my hands, you will be able to thrive in the future."

"But the only thing to note is that for those injured whose souls have left their bodies, it is best not to see more sunlight for a period of time in the future. However, as long as the initial period of compatibility has passed, it will not They will really transform into evil spirits. In fact, most people who have just died can still be saved if they want to. "

All the people around him sat down around Lin En. They all stared at Lin En with red eyes and nodded vigorously, but no one spoke.

It’s not that they don’t want to say it.

It's the kind of turbulent feelings and emotions that make them really afraid that tears will fall down as soon as they speak.

Like have you ever really been saved by someone.

It's like they have been praying hoarsely to every god in this darkness, praying that they can bring salvation to them and take them out of this darkness, but no god has responded to your dilemma, and now...

But it was the man they once regarded as a devil who helped them in the darkness.

"Alas! Don't look at me like that!"

Lin En opened his hand, looked at the people around him dumbfounded, adjusted his monocle, and said:

"Okay, okay! You really don't need to think that I have done anything extraordinary. It's just that I have been alone in hell for a long time, and it took a lot of effort to see so many compatriots. I can't just watch everyone being killed by those... Are you persecuting me? I believe that as long as someone is in my position, he will do better than me!"

"You make me look like a god instead, it's too outrageous~"

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The boys sitting around wiped the moisture from the corners of their eyes vigorously, as if with some kind of power from the bottom of their hearts, their eyes turned red and they said:

"No, it's God."

"You are the God in our hearts."

He almost spoke the thoughts of everyone present, making everyone unable to help but nod vigorously and suppressed their tears, because for those who have lost hope, even if you just lend a little helping hand, You will also be their savior.

And what Lin En gave them was the hope they had been dreaming of all their lives.

"Now that you say so."

Lin En held up his chin helplessly, then took out boxes after boxes of Hongdengdeng's medicines from his arms, opened one bottle with a raised corner of his mouth, and said with a smile:

"Then I, the god, would like to have a drink with everyone to celebrate this great victory. I think everyone has no objections, right?"

snap——

snap——

There was the sound of the cork being pulled out again and again.

It was like a celebration banquet for the survivors, or like a party held in the neighbor's house under the sunshine in the afternoon that everyone could attend. Under Lin En's cheerful laughter, It was as if they had forgotten that they were still in such a hellish mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, forgetting all the suffering, and raised their hands together in a toast.

It's really like a dream.

Although it is a strange potion, it seems to have a faint smell of beer, making people cry and laugh at the same time. Many people have sore noses and can't help turning their heads and covering their faces to cry.

Not only the people present who were able to move, but also all the injured who were awake and watching weakly. Under Lin En's generous enthusiasm, they were also helped to drink the bottles of life. Rejuvenating elixir.

Surprisingly.

Everyone can clearly see that their fatigue has been swept away, and they can see the scars on their bodies being restored at a speed visible to the naked eye under the influence of the potion.

Only then did they truly understand.

The small bottle of potion they were given was what kind of miracle it was to them.

"Lynn!"

"Lynn!"

"Lynn!!"

People flushed with tipsy faces and shouted passionately and vigorously in the grand excitement as their fatigue was swept away. At first, only one or two teenagers couldn't help but stand up and shout his name loudly, and then More people were led to wave with gratitude and faith.

It was as if it had really turned into a bonfire banquet where everything had been forgotten and a carnival was held with great enthusiasm.

And Lin En sat there dumbfounded throughout the whole process, covering his forehead, seeming to be really embarrassed that is unique to young people of this age, enjoying this grand gathering.

Then slowly.

One after another, men and women slowly fell asleep in the potion.

In front of the bonfire lit by no one knows who, reflecting their warm expressions of redemption after the disaster, they fell asleep soundly.

One by one, boys and girls slowly fell to the ground.

Lin En drank the potion in his hand with a gulp, closed his eyes, and in the crackling sound of the campfire, he carried a child who was too close to the fire to the side away from the fire, patted her head gently, and let her fall asleep quietly.

Zuo Zuo held the potion in a daze and said, "Head..."

Lin En stretched hard and stood up, looking at the people around him who were sleeping soundly with full energy and gentleness, then raised his head with a smile, pinched his monocle, and looked up.

"This is actually the best result, Zuo Zuo."

"For everyone who has such a hellish experience, forgetting is actually the best treatment. Maybe sometimes they will suddenly remember this dark experience in dreams and subconsciousness, but as long as they can remember in that dream that someone has broken the darkness for them and they have all been redeemed, that is actually enough."

There is no need to remember.

Forget it all.

Perhaps after returning to real life, everyone will inevitably face the pain of losing their loved ones for a period of time, but as long as they can get out of it, the future is still bright.

And more importantly, after experiencing this incident, Lin En believes that the seeds that can break the darkness have been planted in the minds of each of them.

These will also become a part of them in the subconscious.

They will get better.

"Zuo Zuo, don't forget that we are evil ghosts from hell."

He took out the black mask of the night doctor and put it on his face with a slight smile on his lips, saying:

"So no matter whether we are good or bad, we must not let people believe in us, because not everyone can withstand the temptation of hell, and once someone wants to spy on those inhuman existences and powers because of our newcomers, the result will run counter to our philosophy."

No more words.

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Lin En smiled and pressed the mask, jumped up, and headed towards the rooms of the Flesh and Blood Cult in the distance.

"Let's go, we must quickly investigate the situation of the [Parasitic Beast] to see if they have summoned that kind of insect before us. If so, we will be busy!"

"But...but what about them..."

"Don't worry, I have sensed that there are many soldiers above who have surrounded this place. They may break through at any time. It's really a headache. If there is enough time, I would also like to have a good exchange with them, but we don't have so much time, so remember to cooperate with me to act out a play later, and then we will run!"

"What play? ?"

"Of course, it's a play where the devils in hell kill all the slaves who summoned them, and then plan to taste the fresh sacrifice! Idiot!"

"Eh——! ! "

As the sound of the exchange faded away, he did not notice that among the sleeping crowd, the little girl was holding the hat he gave her in a daze, slowly sitting up, and tremblingly looking in the direction he left.

Her little hand was holding the bottle of medicine she had hidden in the hat.

Then she hugged the hat tightly in her arms like a suppressed little animal, and buried her face in it, as if she wanted to remember everything forever.

Only the exhaust duct emitted the silent whimpering wind.

Empty and distant.