Chapter 12: The Maniac
In the dimly lit room, Jerle leaned against the head of the bed and slept. Kulokas had already left with the changed gauze, but Jer was still struggling with Kulokas's words.
Life force is overdrawn, it will die!
From the accelerated growth of the plants and trees that are unconscious, to the blessing of the strength of the powerful Lieutenant General Dies, the consumption during the period can be said to have increased exponentially.
In particular, Dière's consciousness is still in a conscious state, and Jer's behavior of forcibly sharing his life force is no different from looking for death.
If in the first battle of Rog, GyΕr suffered a 12-point injury, then at least 8 of them were caused by himself.
Jair opened his eyes and looked into his hands, a little hollow.
He is a paranoid person, and the killer experience in his previous life has made him develop a character that will never give up if he does not achieve his goal.
In some ways, he even shares the kings of the twenty nations that make up the Coalition Army, and has an extraordinary desire to control the world.
Compared with the ethereal One piece, this world shrouded in hypocritical justice is an incomparable treasure in Jer's eyes.
In his previous life, due to the relative stability of the world, a killer who walked on the tip of a knife had extremely limited desires, no matter how big he was. However, today's pirate world is different, 700 years ago, the D-Clan could be destroyed by the combined forces of the World Government.
So 700 years from now, will there also be a team that will shake the authority of the world government?
Old Jer's memory was like a catalyst, and in just three days, Jer's innermost desires were released.
The unimaginably bold plan made the cells in Jer's body always in a state of excitement.
The peak state of youth bestowed by the battle and fist, the eternal life brought about by the immortal surgery, and the onlooker perspective of old Jerle for hundreds of years, there is nothing that is not enviable.
In addition, the vision cultivated by dealing with all kinds of people in his previous life is a great help to him to disrupt the world.
Gore S. D. Roger, is it worth Jer's life to help the seedlings, Xia Qi doesn't understand, doesn't Jer's own understanding?
If there is anything that surprises GyΕr along the way, then it can only be what Kulokas told him today.
Jerle smiled self-deprecatingly, and thought for a moment.
"That is, if the human body is seen as a container, the life force is the fluid in it."
"The immortal surgery allowed me to inject a steady stream of life into the container, but in a short period of time, I was able to consume a large amount of liquid in the container, resulting in a situation where I could not make ends meet. That's why we are in the state of depletion we have now? β
I'm getting a little carried away, Jer.
"Knock knock."
"Mr. Gyer, listen to Mr. Kulokas, you are awake, may I come in?"
Xia Qi's knock on the door interrupted Jer's thoughts, and Jer's head shook and returned to his indifference.
"Come in."
The door opened, and Xia Qi walked in slowly with some food.
"Mr. Jer, you've been in a coma for a few days, let's eat something to cushion your hunger."
"Thank you, Miss Xia Qi."
Jerle smiled slightly, took the food, and ate slowly.
When the meal was over, Xia Qi didn't leave for a long time, and Jer glanced at Xia Qi suspiciously, and said.
"What's the matter, Miss Xia Qi, is there anything else you can do?"
Xia Qi nodded and handed the thing that had been put aside to Jer.
It was a blue-black cylindrical scroll, the same one that the old man had thrown into Jer's ship before he died.
However, at that time, Jer had already passed out and knew nothing about it. Therefore, when I saw the scroll at this moment, I was a little confused.
"This is..."
"Oh, this is what the victim threw on our ship before he died. Because Mr. Jer, you have been in a coma, and I have not opened it without permission. β
Jell understood, and his eyes fell back on the scroll.
The blue-black exterior is nothing special, and at the opening of the scroll, a lush tree is drawn.
"Oh, yes, Mr. Jer. Before he died, the old man seemed to want us to take this back somewhere. However, before he could finish speaking, he was washed out of the sea. β
Jell frowned, and with a slight turn, opened the scroll.
Inside was a long piece of white paper full of words.
Jer's hands were stretched to the maximum, and they were only a third of the white paper that had just been spread out.
Xia Qi took the paper and was about to spread it out, but was softly stopped by Jer.
"Alright, Miss Xia Qi, don't bother."
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Xia Qi was stunned, although she didn't understand what Jer's meant, she still stopped what she was doing.
Jerle set aside the white paper and closed the scroll again, carefully observing the pattern of the tree that opened it.
"West Sea O'Hara?"
"Ahh By the way, that person seems to be talking about a mysterious place or something! Mr. Jer, how do you know? β
Jair smiled mysteriously, but didn't answer. I just took the unfolded part of the white paper in my hand and looked at it carefully.
Xia Qi couldn't help but be curious, and also came over.
But she didn't know any of the fonts on the white paper, and she felt bored after a while. Yu Guang saw Jer, who was engrossed, his mouth was slightly upturned, and he was a little angry.
After a long time, Jerle gently pinched his brow and put the white paper back into the scroll.
Seeing Xia Qi who was drowsy on the side, it was a little funny.
"Miss Xia Qi."
"Ahh
Xia Qi was startled, and quickly wiped the corners of her mouth, her face slightly red.
It's a shame that I accidentally fell asleep because of the boredom of waiting.
"Mr. Jer, have you finished reading?"
"yes."
"That's... Do you know where they want us to send back? β
Xia Qi hesitated, but still asked the curiosity in his heart. To her surprise, Jer's answer was very refreshing.
"Well, if my guess is correct, they should be referring to O'Hara, the archaeological island of the Western Sea. And the tree at the mouth of the scroll should be O'Hara's iconic tree of omniscience. β
"West Sea? No, Mr. Jeer. Judging by the situation we encountered, they will not be able to return to the West Sea from the Upside Down Mountain. If you want to go to O'Hara, why do you appear in Upside Down Mountain? β
Jerle shook his head.
"No, to be precise, they are not going back to the Western Sea, but from the Western Sea to the Great Voyage."
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Xia Qi was even more puzzled.
Without waiting for Xia Qi to ask, Jerry continued to answer and said.
"I think they must be archaeologists from O'Hara in the West Sea. For some purpose, it is necessary to go to the Great Voyage to run errands. Well, in this case, I think it's probably a visit to a well-known archaeologist or something. β
However, their ship was mishapled and ultimately failed to reach the Great Voyage. Due to the preciousness of the information recorded on this scroll, out of desperation, the old man was on his deathbed with the mentality of trying it out, hoping that we could send the scroll back to O'Hara. β
Xia Qi bit her thumb and frowned.
"Since it's so precious, how can he rest assured that he will hand it over to a pirate he met for the first time? If it were me, I'd probably prefer to let this scroll sink to the bottom of the sea, right? β
"No, you're wrong. First of all, this scroll is made of wood from the Tree of All-Knowing, which is waterproof. Secondly, it is precisely because we are pirates that that person will throw the scroll at us. β
"Why?"
"Why?"
Jerle tilted his head, closed his eyes, and slowly opened them again.
"Because they're a real group of scholars."
"It's also a bunch of people dancing in front of death..."
"Maniac!"