The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Chapter 8

At that moment, Arecio thought about teleporting, but before he could take any action, the communicator Arie left him sounded first.

“Arecio Palace… Areci, Mr. Ruzius who was resuscitating with you has some problems, I will pick you up right away!”

Ai Li’s voice was a little rushed, and she had just left not long, and while running back, she informed Arecio in the newsletter what she knew so far.

“Mr. Ruzius’ vital signs are currently normal, but he has returned to a lethargic state and has been rushed to the medical office.”

“Don’t worry too much. The medical level of our childcare center is among the best in the entire league.”

She picked up Arecio, and the two went to the Western District together, where the medical office was. There are countless direct passages running through the conservation center, but within a few minutes, you will pass through this huge building and arrive at your destination.

On the way, Ai Li was still pacifying Arecio.

“Look, this is real-time communication. The internal information is updated every five seconds.” She showed her communicator to Arecio. “Maybe Mr. Ruzius woke up on the way we went… Huh? Really wake up. Up!”

Arecio:…

When he and Ai Li walked into the medical office, the doctor in the white coat was asking the saint. The saint sat by himself, and he couldn’t see that he had been in a coma before, even if Arecio came in, he didn’t look back.

“There is no discomfort right now…”

“I felt slack before unconscious.”

The saint answered the doctor’s questions one by one, until Alessio came closer, then slowly turned his eyes and glanced at him.

Install! I found out tomorrow morning!

“Why, weak to this point?”

The saint looked at him in silence, seemingly very quiet, but Arecio knew that this guy must have written it down in his heart.

By the way, this neuropathy used to have a notebook. According to him, it was used to “remember important things”, and he would not show it to Arecio. I don’t know if this notebook is still available. I have a chance to get it in the future. .

“…I’m sorry, but it is difficult for us to make a definitive diagnosis of your coma now.”

The doctor opposite finished the medical record and looked up. Arecio was a little surprised to discover that this doctor had a typical oriental appearance, with not long black hair, **** behind his head, decorated with silk ribbons and white feathers.

It turned out to be a **** plover.

In the world of Arecio, the world is divided into East and West, separated by the ocean, and has not been connected for thousands of years. But before severing contact, a tribe from the East had migrated and thrived in the West, and they were called the Eastern tribe.

In addition to humans, there are many special creatures in the eastern branch, with attributes ranging from light to darkness. The divine plover in front of them is one of them.

The **** plover belongs to the phantom bird, a typical bright creature. Legend has it that they would fly to the patient’s bed and stare quietly. If they suddenly look away, the patient will be helpless. If they keep watching, the divine plover will transfer the disease to itself, and then fly to the sun, where, The disease was burned, and the patient and the **** plover were reborn at the same time.

I didn’t expect to be a doctor here. It’s quite suitable.

“Hello.” The **** plover took the initiative to say hello to Areciou, “I am from the East, Zhu Heng.”

“Blood, Arecio.”

Zhu Heng smiled faintly, “I know you, originally we would only meet tomorrow, and I will be responsible for your physical examination.”

Arecio looked at the neuropathy who was sitting there looking at his medical record.

“What’s wrong with him? Do you need to put it back in the coffin?”

The sage held the case’s hand slightly tightened, holding his grudge!

“It’s not contagious. I don’t need to be quarantined.” Zhu Heng said, but his eyebrows frowned slightly. “But we have done routine examinations, and we don’t know the specific cause of the coma. Before the coma, there were symptoms of weakness, but the physical examination showed Very healthy…I can only suggest another observation.”

Okay, this trip is almost in vain.

So the saint was left at the medical office, and Arecio returned again. When he left, he was still thinking about stopping…

I’m in a coma again!

As if the scene reappeared, the saint was still sitting in front of Zhu Heng to see the medical record, and his body was low in pressure. A coma record was added to the medical record.

“Actually, I have a guess.” Zhu Heng said, “I need you to cooperate with me in a little experiment.”

Alessio Yiyan took the communicator and slowly left the medical office. When he walked a distance, he received a communication from Zhu Heng.

“The reason is clear.”

Sure enough, it was related to the distance to Arecio, a straight line distance of one kilometer, the saint immediately cut off the power and became unconscious. The saint holding the diagnosis result remained silent, and Arecio was laughing crazy.

“You have today too!” Now that the neuropathy is not insane, he can’t fight at all, and he will be silent for a little bit of ridicule. Areciou seized the opportunity to take advantage of the victory to chase, and sweep away the evil anger for many years!

If the neurosis has been so behaved, he can’t take more care of him hahaha!

Arecio was very happy, but Ari was very sad, because in this case, during the seven days that Arecio and the saint were in the nursery center, it is best to live next door, and the schedule must also be bound to avoid sudden power failure.

She had seen Arecio quarrel with the saint, and even the word “hate” was mentioned in the words, and the situation was already very serious.

Eri wants to drive when she gets worried.

“Living next door? Yes.” Arecio finished mocking, and agreed very happily, making Ari even more sad.

“But in this way, when you leave the childcare center, you two may also have to live in the same house.”

Arecio:…

Forced cohabitation is okay.

He glanced at the saint next to him. The saint’s eyelashes hung down, covering half of the sky-colored eyes. Only some of his eyes were still fluctuating, holding the medical record in his hand, which looked a bit pitiful.

Gee.

The neuropathy doesn’t remember anything now, and he hasn’t even seen him before. It was ten thousand years after he woke up suddenly, and he was forced to bind him…Arecio felt really miserable.

It’s not impossible to just live for one stay. Anyway, the childcare center promises to come up with a solution as soon as possible. Maybe the seven days are not over here, and the neurosis won’t have to stick with him.

“I can do it,” he said at last, and the saint glanced at him sideways, and Eri sighed.

The room next to Arecio was vacated. The standard room was not specially decorated, but the saint said it was enough. Arecio went back to the room and continued to flip through his barrage. The saint asked Alice for a few more books and a notebook, and Alice was ecstatic when he handed over one of the books to him.

“Please take a good look at this book! I didn’t expect you to ask to read this book. You are too supportive of our work!” Alice happily handed over the “Federal Dark Creature Protection Act” to the saint. The saint’s expression looked like Some depression.

“…I will look good.”

Watching this lively little human girl leave, the saint returned to his room. The room facilities are quite complete, even if there is no decoration at all, he is not dissatisfied. He always remembered the totem of thorns in the temple, penance, conviction, and calmness, which are especially important in unfamiliar environments.

The saint glanced at the thick book he was holding. It was only a law to protect dark creatures, but it was written so detailed that the protection of dark creatures in this world far exceeded his imagination. And from the perspective of the world situation he understands, killing dark creatures is very detrimental to maintaining the balance of light and darkness.

He was a little dazed.

He doesn’t know what amnesia is. Since being selected by the temple, for so many years, all he has done has been for one goal, which is to hunt down the three generations of blood princes. He also worked hard for it. Originally, he could take the first step this year, but…

There are a few history books next to the protection law, but the saint first opened the sheepskin book that was coming, dipped the quill pen in ink, and slowly began to write.

This kind of retro stationery has some production now, but just like the style and tricks of the past, more people use optical brains, and usually rarely even write.

He drew the protective magic circle, applied silent magic to ensure that he was foolproof, and wrote down a name first.

[Arecio. 】

Then, what he saw today, the appearance, words, and vague likes and dislikes of the blood race, he also used magic to temporarily insert the button, and next to it are a few sketched out and vivid pictures of bats, which are the button changes he recalled. The appearance of a bat.

After remembering these, he closed the book and put it away close to his body. This notebook will continue to expand in the future. This is his homework. He spent most of his life studying the blood race. Although it seems that he doesn’t need it now, he began to write subconsciously.

The hand that placed the notebook suddenly touched another slightly hard object, and the saint stagnated slightly, and took out another notebook from the secret pocket of his clothes.

Full notes, with a seal, can only open the title page, the title page is full of flowers.

[Arecio. 】

The other name was added later in the handwriting, just a little bit lower, some of the flowers with a pen sharp like a rose, reaching up to the name of the blood family, like a person falling into the water clinging to a driftwood.

[Ruzius. 】

It’s his own name.

Arecio, who was watching the video, fought a cold war, which shows that his simulation is very good, and even fought a cold war like ordinary humans. Arecio choked speechlessly at the words like “cute”, “Sixi”, and “group steal” on the screen, feeling deeply chilled and at the same time unbelievable.

How cute is he? How cute are dark creatures? !

Following the instructions in the guide, Arecio found an account registered by Alice for him. The account was registered on the largest social platform “pupil”. Without a single post, there were tens of millions of fans, and it was still increasing crazily. This account has been certified by the Conservation Center. The kingfisher’s fish bone nest surrounds his name. Only dark creatures are eligible to hold such an icon. It also comes with a special light effect, bulingbuling flashing.

Ellie told him that if it was convenient, he could learn to forward the activity of the Dark Creatures Conservation Center celebrating his recovery, but Arecio glanced at the activity and broke his mind neatly.

@: A new cutie has appeared! For detailed introduction, see the previous news! Suck the duck! 【Picture】【Picture】【Picture】

The attached picture is the Jiugongge cut from the live broadcast. The middle one is the exclusive copyright of the center. The black-haired kin looks up at the pupil in the sky, and the pupil also casts a gentle gaze.

Arecio scrolls down, and the comment area is sorted by the number of likes. The first one is Hitomi’s comment.

Hitomi: awsl! !

This alchemy life form can actually awsl!