On the Seven Towers

Ji Yijun raised his head and glanced at the lights in the operating room, but there was still no light. All unnecessary equipment was cut off so that the limited power of the small generator could be used in more valuable ways.

In front of the door of the operating room, he always forgets that he is in this damn other world. In a daze, he thought he had gone back to the cold night when his grandmother left him when he was eight years old. He was still lingering at the door of the operating room, but with a completely different mood. At that time, fear and sadness seemed to have enveloped the entire world, and now he was immersed in deep regret.

Ji Yijun lowered his head, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and kicked a small stone on the ground with his toes. He moved slowly and lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the doctor in the operating room. From that night on, he would do this whenever he was in a daze, as if an inconspicuous stone could absorb all his negative emotions.

Garcia curled up in the seat and fell asleep, the tension of the journey draining the energy of the half-grown child. Ji Yijun was annoyed to find that he didn't even have anyone to complain about. He angrily kicked the stone hard, and the stone flew to the entrance of the corridor, bounced a few times, and fell down.

"Oh, who is so wicked?" A female voice came from downstairs.

Ji Yijun quickly looked towards the entrance of the corridor and saw Ye Zi walking up in training clothes.

"I knew it was you who did the good thing!" Ye Zi walked towards Ji Yijun menacingly.

Ji Yijun's heart skipped a beat and he quickly defended nervously: "You, how did you know? This, this is really a misunderstanding. I just wanted to make a joke. I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

"Huh? Are you apologizing?"

"Yes, not only did I apologize, I also regretted it to death."

"As for that?" Ye Zi circled around him with a look of surprise on his face, and then said with certainty: "If you don't have convulsions, you must have done something bad!"

"Huh? I...what are you talking about?"

"Kicking rocks. What are you talking about?"

"I..., I'm also talking about kicking rocks."

"Humph, go to hell. You, a person with a diary of your mood written all over your face every day, still want to lie to me? Tell me honestly, what kind of evil things have you done?" Ye Zi grabbed Ji Yijun. collar, shouted.

Ten minutes later, Ji Yijun was exposed by Ye Zi for lying three times, and finally explained the situation honestly. Ye Zi stared at him for a long time, and finally said: "Good boy, you are so talented! What a talented idiot. That bastard Zhang Hong is disgusting to everyone who looks at him. Du Mei, who is in the same group with him, is the third child in our dormitory. , I couldn’t stop complaining about this bastard for three days and three nights, but you are so stupid that you actually instigated outsiders to beat him.”

Ji Yijun looked at her with a depressed look on his face and asked, "What would you do if it were you? Let him proudly wear small shoes for us every day?"

"Of course not! If it were me, I would..." She approached Ji Yijun and hit her left palm with her right fist: "I will definitely beat him myself, cover my face, and just hit him with a sap!"

Ji Yijun: "..."

At this time, the door of the operating room opened, and a nurse hurried out. Ji Yijun stopped in front of her and asked: "Doctor, doctor! How are you? Are you rescued?"

"The situation is very critical, don't block the way. It's obviously the correct blood type, but it has a hemolytic reaction. I have to ask other doctors to come for consultation." The nurse pushed Ji Yijun away and hurried upstairs.

"How could this happen! This, this..." Ji Yijun turned pale and stared at Ye Zi blankly, speechless.

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Li Jia was sitting in his shop. No one tied him up, but he could not move even an inch. There were a dozen big men guarding him with hatchets and sticks. These people looked at him with unkind expressions, some were stubborn and firm, some were ignorant and cunning.

However, these people at least took a step back and allowed Hong Lifeng to send Zhang Hong to school.

Now, he was alone here, among everyone, but alone. Although these natives have a bad attitude, they will not do anything to him for the time being. Everything depends on Enrique's situation. Li Jia didn't blame them. He knew that the way to survive for these remote rural people was to stay in groups and fight against the outside world. For these people who are weak in every aspect, it is their instinct to attack outsiders. Resisting taxes is like this. Now, too.

The room was so quiet that you could hear breathing. This silence was like the calm sea surface. Under the sea water, there were actually turbulent undercurrents.

Li Jia's eyes glanced at a fat middle-aged man, who was the one who was booing in the crowd before. Li Jia recognized the few people standing around him, all owners of small shops in the town. These people looked at him with quite unkind eyes, but they were also a little afraid. Li Jia's previous threats seemed to make them restless. He said to the middle-aged man: "Has the store we opened affected your business?"

The middle-aged man looked at him with some vigilance, and then said: "That's right. You outsiders have taken away our jobs. We don't have magicians to support us, and we don't have magical products. Our life is much worse than before."

"We have also brought a better life to the people around us. Look, the umbrella you hold in your hand as a crutch is our product. More people use our hot water bottles, washbasins and mirrors. "Li Jia said in a calm tone.

"What does that have to do with me? Before you came, my shop could earn seven or eight silver coins every month, but I only made three this month." The middle-aged man said angrily.

Li Jia suddenly discovered that they had spent most of their energy on how to feed their own people, and had not thought carefully about the impact of the various measures taken by the school on the local people. This conflict may have been an accident. , but some dissatisfaction may have already arisen. If Ji Yijun hadn't been impulsive, he would have exploded at another time, and maybe by then, there would have been even greater trouble. He thought for a while and said: "I think there is no need for us to fight against each other. If you follow me, you can make more money. Maybe you can make more than one gold coin every month."

The expressions of several people have changed dramatically. One gold coin per month can undoubtedly enable a person to live a "high-class" life in a small town. A gold coin meant white bread and milk every day, fish and meat for every meal, and a new set of clothes for the whole family from time to time. When the other men around him heard this, they also became commotion. They all stared at Li Jia curiously, wanting to hear what he would say. The shopkeepers were even more tickled. They approached Li Jia and asked one after another: "Sir, is what you said true? How to do it?"

"Let me ask you first, are the things we sell good?"

The middle-aged man touched the umbrella in his hand and agreed: "Of course, otherwise, why would it be so crowded that it would be difficult for us to do business?"

Li Jia pointed in the direction of the school outside the window: "Did you see the black smoke?"

"Ah! Isn't that the devil's breath?" A big man said unobtrusively.

The middle-aged man kicked him and said to Li Jia somewhat flatteringly, "Please don't listen to these crude nonsense. We have no knowledge. We really don't know what the magician is doing."

Li Jia nodded and said: "That is actually the source of wealth created by magicians for us. All the wonderful products you see are produced there. We are different from those small workshops. In the future, there will be more products than You have so much imagination that we don’t even have time to sell it ourselves. At this time, if you join us and sell them to other villages and towns, will you still make no money?”

"Really, is it really okay?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes lit up.

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"Where are we going?" Ji Yijun asked Ye Zi in front of him while running on the road to school.

"Go find someone who can save your life." Ye Zi replied without looking back.

"Aren't the doctors holding meetings in the hospital? Who else can we go to? I'm the only one to do the work. I'll go to Principal Guo, Wang Jiyuan and my father to admit their mistakes. If I can't be saved, I will be killed! The worst case scenario is that they will send me to the mountains and forests again. go."

Ye Zi stopped when he heard this, stared at Ji Yijun and said angrily: "Ji Yijun, are you still a man? Do you have any sense of responsibility?"

"Why not? I was the one who asked me to beat him up. I confessed to any crime. Doesn't this mean I still have no sense of responsibility?"

Ye Zi put his foot on Ji Yijun's calf, which was so painful that Ji Yijun hugged his leg and groaned.

"You said again, 'If you can't save me, you will be dead'?"

"Save..., save..., okay, okay, I surrender." Seeing Ye Zi lift his legs again, Ji Yijun gave up decisively.

"Hmph, you just deserve a beating."

Ji Yijun limped and followed Ye Zi, running all the way to the fifth floor of the Chemistry Building. She rushed into each room and finally dragged out a delicate girl with a ponytail in a laboratory.

"This is Wu Jingrong, the youngest in our dormitory." Ye Zi introduced hurriedly. Then he took her arm and asked, "Where's Morey? Take me there quickly."

"Who is this?" Wu Jinrong glanced at Ji Yijun, who was rubbing his legs, and then at Ye Zi, who was panting, and asked confused.

"Insignificant person." Ye Zi waved his hand, "Anyway, take me to see Morey."

"This Morey...can he really help us?" Ji Yijun asked, "Isn't he the alchemist? What does it have to do with saving people? Besides, isn't an alchemist synonymous with a charlatan?"

"Hey, that cripple, who are you? Don't say that to Mr. Morey." Wu Jinrong, who was leading the way, jumped up like a cat with fried fur, "Mr. Morey is a genius, he learns things very quickly and has many ideas. Now he is the most prolific researcher here.”

"Wow, eldest sister, you are so protective of a native. Could it be that you fell in love with him at first sight? It's really a strong taste."

"You...bastard!" Wu Jinrong lifted up her white coat and prepared to kick his other calf.

"Okay, shut up! Human lives are at stake!" Ye Zi glared at the two of them respectively, and then said to Ji Yijun: "Although the doctors don't know why there is a hemolytic reaction, Morey may know. He is an alchemist. , will prepare potions. When we invited him to dinner last time, we heard him talk about bloodline power and bloodline transformation. I wonder if this so-called bloodline has an effect. Anyway, I have to ask!"