After taking off his smelly clothes and taking a good bath, Su Qing finally felt like a human being.
But, this person!
He won't live much longer.
I recall the doctor's warning at that time: 'The cancer cells have begun to spread, and treatment is not recommended. Go home and eat and drink well. You will have to wait for at least two months and at most half a year.'
Su Qing looked at the young man in the mirror with dry medium-length hair, thin body and pale face, and muttered absentmindedly: "Why don't you just fall to your death? Why do you have to come to this damn world to suffer? I have already made up my mind to commit suicide, and now there is a golden finger. Are you really going to torture me before I die?"
He remained silent. Everyone is afraid of death, including him. But he had advanced stomach cancer and there was nothing he could do.
After a moment.
"With the time travel and the golden finger, he is a perfect protagonist. It's a pity that he doesn't have the life of a protagonist." Su Qing murmured with a sense of loss and put on clean coarse cloth clothes.
"Are you done yet?"
Just as I put on my clothes, there was a knock on the door.
Zhang Lei's impatient voice came in, and then the doorknob began to turn restlessly.
Why are you knocking? Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?
Feeling resentful in his heart, Su Qing took a step forward, grabbed the door handle, and pushed the door open with force.
The wooden door shook and there was a "pop" sound.
Su Qing looked up and saw Zhang Lei sitting on the ground, covering his nose and staring at him blankly.
Damn it, you're really staring at me, aren't you?
Originally, Su Qing thought that if she became a translator, Zhang Lei would be more restrained, but she didn't expect that this guy was thinking with his crotch.
It seems that I have to kill this guy as soon as possible, otherwise I will have to sleep with my eyes open from now on.
I'm just afraid that this pervert will launch a night attack or something.
"Aren't you going to meet Mr. John? Why are you sitting on the ground?" Seeing the other party staring at him in a daze, Su Qing said expressionlessly.
"As expected of the man I like..." Zhang Lei said something nonsense with a dazed look in his eyes, then came to his senses, got up from the ground, touched his red nose, and said with a dark face: "Come with me."
Following the gravel path in the camp, the two men came to a small wooden two-story building, one after the other.
"I brought him to see Mr. John."
Zhang Lei pulled out a cigarette case, took out two cigarettes, and handed them to the two guards standing in front of the building in a flattering manner.
"Come in!"
"Thanks."
After a brief exchange, Su Qing came to the door under the guidance of Zhang Lei.
When I looked inside, I saw John sitting on the sofa reading a book.
"Mr. John." Zhang Lei knocked on the door and called softly.
John looked up and saw the two of them. He stood up and said to Zhang Lei, "Zhang, you can go and do your thing first."
"Then I won't bother you anymore." Zhang Lei left flatteringly.
After everyone left, John said to Su Qing, "Su, you came at the right time."
As he spoke, he opened the book in his hand.
Su Qing took a closer look and found that it was a book from the Eastern Country. This guy had been pretending for a long time.
At this time, John said: "I am sorry for your country's..."
...
An hour later.
Su Qing opened the door, walked into the room, and closed the door behind him.
The room is not big.
The layout is also very simple, with a bed and a chair and no other furniture.
But Su Qing didn't dislike it.
Although the new residence John arranged for him was very simple and cramped, he was very satisfied with it.
After all, the current situation is much better than before when they were crowded in a room with dozens of people.
Reaching out to brush away the dust on the chair, Su Qing sat down, then looked up at the dark ceiling in a "Ge You lying down" posture, with a look of confusion and excitement on his face, which was very exciting.
It was too sudden.
I originally thought it was just a simple "travel through time to the past", but I didn't expect it to be a "travel through a different world".
Su Qing sat up straight abruptly, recalling what happened half an hour ago, still feeling a little bit unbelievable.
At that time, John expressed his liking for Eastern culture and wanted to learn the Eastern language. Su Qing naturally agreed to teach him.
But the "Eastern language" that the foreigner learned in his previous life was so broken, how could it be so simple?
After working for more than thirty minutes, John still didn't learn how to pronounce the word.
Su Qing had no choice but to concentrate and continue teaching.
Then, he naturally saw the skills in John.
Originally, Su Qing didn't care much about the matter of skills.
But what the hell is the 'low-level werewolf bloodline' that the other party ranks first?
Are there werewolves in this world?
So, after all this time, it turns out that what I traveled through was not time, but the world?
Alas, that's not right!
In addition to skills, can your own 'Space Base' also download bloodlines?
Countless questions arose in his heart, and he hurried to check.
Follow-up.
After many experiments, he finally confirmed it.
It's not that I'm dazzled, but John really does have 'low-level werewolf blood', and his 'space base' can really download blood.
Tianji really gave him a big surprise...
Shaking his head, Su Qing gathered his thoughts and looked at the light screen in front of him. He suddenly felt that he might still be able to be rescued.
But he remembered that werewolves have the ability to heal themselves!
I used to watch movies when I had nothing to do. In the movies, werewolves could be beaten into a hornet's nest by guns, but they could recover instantly with their self-healing ability.
So.
If he also has werewolf blood, can he cure cancer through his self-healing ability?
To put it another way, even if it cannot be cured, at least it can alleviate the symptoms a little bit.
If you can live a few more days, it is also a gain.
Moreover, the werewolf's fighting power is very strong. Not to mention that he can fight against the sky, the earth, and the air, but killing an ordinary person is no more difficult than killing a chicken.
By then, Zhang Lei, the pervert who coveted his ass, could be killed with just a wave of his hand.
only...
Su Qing touched his chest through his clothes and sighed at the weakness of his body.
Using the space-based downloading function requires him to continuously supply energy. When he downloaded an English skill, he lost a lot of weight and his ribs protruded.
With his current physical condition, he can no longer support one more download.
If the space base had appeared half a month ago, with his body still intact from the damage done by the mine, he could have held on by gritting his teeth.
But there are no ifs in the world.
If you force yourself to download it now, you will probably die on the spot.
It seems like I have to slow down.
Take care of your health first, then download.
Is there just not enough time?
The doctor said that the shortest treatment would be two months and the longest would be half a year.
However, after half a month of labor life, his body was severely damaged, and the doctor's estimate of the time might have to be discounted.
Forget it, it's not late-stage cancer, just mid- to late-stage. There's still some time.
Shaking his head, Su Qing calmed himself down, stood up and started to clean the room.
The room was not big and was cleaned up quickly.
Su Qing was very tired after a busy day. His eyelids started to droop as soon as he lay down on the bed.
I looked around and saw nothing to do, so I just took a nap.
I don't know how long it took, but when Su Qing woke up from his sleep, the sky had already darkened.
Just as he was staring at the ceiling in a daze, he heard a series of clanging sounds coming from outside the room.
This sound means that dinner is about to begin.
Su Qing, whose stomach had long been rebelling, immediately stood up and walked out of the room, heading towards the cafeteria on one side of the camp.
Along the way, I met a few cowboys and, as expected, was questioned because of the skin color.
Fortunately, Su Qing dealt with it by saying, "I am Mr. John's translator."
Next, they arrived at the cafeteria. The cafeteria lady didn't say anything when she saw him, but just raised her hand and gave him a spoon.
So far.
After half a month, Su Qing finally had his first real meal after traveling through time.
Although it was just ordinary mashed potatoes and ham slices, he ate it with relish.