Just when Zhang Zicheng wanted to go further, the phone rang suddenly.

When he picked it up, it turned out to be Lu Youpeng's video call.

Zhang Zicheng suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he hung up directly without thinking about it.

As soon as he hung up, before he could block the other party, he sent two pictures.

The first picture is the other party's big face from the bottom to the top with a death angle, grinning so ugly.

But behind the big face, it is the community building that he is renting.

The second picture is a pathology report taken by a mobile phone, and then a message: Brother, I have cancer.

And at the end, there is an expression of covering his face and crying and laughing.

Zhang Zicheng blocked the other party's hand and paused, and his brows furrowed.

If it was this medical record sent by another friend, Zhang Zicheng would never say a word, just ask the other party's location, and then meet the other party.

But the person who posted this picture is Lu Youpeng...... This product is a vlogger, can you believe the words of the vlogger?

Especially the funny video.

So he messaged back: "You're sick, why did you come to me?" Don't spend more time with your family? ”

Lu Youpeng quickly replied to the message: "I'm afraid that my family will be worried, so I don't dare to tell them." ”

"Then you dare to tell me?"

"Didn't you know I was making a video? You must be suspicious all the time, so you won't worry about me. ”

Truly.

This really sounds like the other party is sick, but Zhang Zicheng still thinks that what if it is Ya's 'I predicted your prediction'?

At this time, I went back to watch the first selfie, and I didn't know if it was a psychological effect, Zhang Zicheng felt a little haggard from the other party's ugly face.

After thinking about it, Zhang Zicheng shook his head and sighed.

Forget it, anyway, the low-dimensional matter has come to an end for the time being, the Yellow Sky system has begun to run automatically, and the vehicles to open up the new world have not yet begun to be built, so it happens to be a little idle for a while.

The timing of his message was coincidental, whether it was true or not, it was indeed dinner in the evening, and he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

So Zhang Zicheng typed back: "Wait, I'll go down now, if you dare to lie to me with this kind of thing to make a video, you will pay all the dinner expenses for the next year." ”

Lu Youpeng: OK

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Zhang Zicheng saw Lu Youpeng again after two weeks, and found that it was not an illusion, the other party was indeed a lot haggard.

Obviously, he is still a little fat, but his eye sockets are sunken, and his face is full of red acne caused by anxiety.

As soon as the other party met, he happily spread his hands and said, "Look, I don't have any equipment to shoot videos." ”

Zhang Zicheng carefully looked at the other party's whole body, but didn't find anything like a pinhole camera, and finally couldn't help but be a little worried: "You kid, you can't be real with me, right?" ”

After all, the relationship between the two is still good, although Zhang Zicheng was annoyed a few times after he made a short video, but he also made extra money, and he knew that the other party's character was not bad.

When Lu Youpeng was in college, he was willing to sponsor some children in poor mountainous areas online. But because he didn't have much money, he repeatedly struggled with several children, for fear that helping one would cause other children to lose hope, and he also asked everyone in the dormitory to look at the information of those children and analyze who needed the money the most.

The end result is that the entire dormitory sponsors one child. Because of this incident, although everyone has worked different paths after graduation, gathering less and leaving more, the relationship between them is still not bad.

Lu Youpeng smiled sheepishly: "Hehe, in fact, I still have a camera in the dark, just to shoot your expression." The audience misses you, you are the face of our channel. ”

Zhang Zicheng said angrily: "I'm a fart in terms of appearance, have you ever seen a little girl looking at me on the street?" Don't be nervous, show me the case. ”

Lu Youpeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Didn't you send it?" What am I going to do when I go out with that unlucky thing, and I don't plan to put a QR code on the street to ask for food. ”

As he spoke, he beckoned in one direction, "Let's go, let's drink." ”

Zhang Zicheng followed, frowned, and said, "In your state, can you drink?" ”

Lu Youpeng said happily: "No, so it's up to you to drink." ”

Zhang Zicheng was simply convinced: "Are you sick?" When I go out to eat and drink alone, am I celebrating? ”

"Really."

Now that the roadside stalls are open, the suburbs themselves are not strictly managed, and the time is around ten o'clock, which is the time when the business of skewer Malatang is good.

But considering that Lu Youpeng didn't know whether it was true or not, Zhang Zicheng still chose a slightly more formal small restaurant, and he didn't order wine, so he ordered a few side dishes.

During this period, Zhang Zicheng studied the medical records sent to him by Lu Youpeng a little.

It reads: There are masses of different sizes in some areas of the patient's kidney, with clear borders, hard texture, and grayish-white color.

"Kidney cancer?" Zhang Zicheng raised his head and asked.

Lu Youpeng ate the meat skewers and nodded: "Yes, fortunately, it is early, and the doctor said that there is a possibility of cure." Otherwise, I'm not in the mood to eat this kind of small restaurant, and I will definitely go to a high-end restaurant to eat a broken head meal. ”

Zhang Zicheng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "That's good, and there are two kidneys, and it won't affect your life if you lose one of them in surgery." ”

"Go, go, I'll have a successful operation, okay?" Lu Youpeng waved his hand to drive away.

Zhang Zicheng asked again: "Since you found out, why don't you just be hospitalized, and come all the way to find me?" ”

Lu Youpeng's chopsticks paused and smiled: "Because I was a little scared, I wanted to find someone to accompany me for surgery, and you were the closest, so I came to you." ”

Zhang Zicheng was silent for a while: "When will the operation be performed?" ”

Lu Youpeng bit his chopsticks and said vaguely: "Not necessarily, anyway, I plan to be hospitalized tomorrow, and it may take a week or two to prepare, right?" Actually, I don't know what the surgery is going to do, whether it's excision or chemotherapy or whatever, and it's all up to the doctor when the time comes. ”

After speaking, he smiled and said: "This is the purpose of my visit, when the time comes, please go to the hospital to accompany me for a while, I want to tell my family after I am cured, so as not to cry and grab the ground, and look bad." ”

Zhang Zicheng nodded and said, "Okay, when the time comes, my father will definitely go and pee on the for you." ”

"Thank you, Dad."

The atmosphere is a little quiet for a while, usually the two of them have dinner, they must talk about the world, talk about everything, mainly talk about games and food, and imagine life after having money or superpowers.

But now, they are not in the mood to talk about it.

Zhang Zicheng suddenly, his spirit was a little trance, and he felt like waking up from a dream.

It's really a scene of chatting with Lu Youpeng, it's too realistic.

The familiar scenes, the familiar streets, the familiar fireworks, and the impact of his friend's sudden serious illness all made Zhang Zicheng withdraw from the previous low-dimensional world, just like he withdrew from the game and went to work in the face of reality.

Because of his habit of fantasizing, Zhang Zicheng likes to put the real world aside and the virtual world aside, so that he can switch at any time without interfering with each other.

But because of the experience of getting a gold finger, which is more fantastic than winning the lottery, he misplaced the matter of getting the gold finger in his subconscious.

He almost forgot that his life was undergoing an indescribable change.

It may even be a drastic change for the whole world that has not been seen in 10,000 years.

Thinking like this, Zhang Zicheng stretched out his hand and patted Lu Youpeng's shoulder.

But he was wearing a coat, so Zhang Zicheng held Lu Youpeng's wrist again.

Lu Youpeng was stunned: "Dad, what are you doing?" ”

Zhang Zicheng almost burst out laughing, and said seriously: "Don't speak, I'll check your pulse." ”

As he spoke, he concentrated without the aid of the picture, manipulating the super white blood cells in his body and swimming towards his fingertips.

Although he was a little unaccustomed at first because he didn't have the help of the system, he quickly found his senses.

Sure enough, the ascension spiritual power is still useful, although it is very vague, but Zhang Zicheng feels that with a little practice, he can control their position like controlling internal forces in martial arts novels.

Zhang Zicheng's heart couldn't help but get hot.

Don't say anything else...... If you can cure Lu Youpeng......

How much money can I make from treating cancer alone?

Of course, Zhang Zicheng also knows that this matter is very important, and it is a 100-billion-level market casually, and this ability must not be exposed casually.

At least, not until you have the strength to protect yourself.

So the heat in my heart turned around and turned back, and I changed my goal: before making money, I must improve my personal strength as soon as possible!

At least you have to be not afraid of regular sniper rifles, right?

With a lot of thoughts in my mind, the super white blood cells all over my body are ready to be sent at my fingertips.

Then, Zhang Zicheng closed his eyes, shielded himself from the interference of his surroundings, and kept imagining in his mind that the white blood cells would elongate their bodies one by one and turn them into needle-like shapes.

At this time, the imaginary painting suddenly became very specific in his mind, and Zhang Zicheng actually had a feeling of being 'immersive'.

He seemed to see countless translucent golden slimes, one by one constantly elongating their bodies, like tall towers, and then the spires gradually sharpened, covered by layers of crystals.

This is the power of the evil god of freedom and the evil god of justice.

And then it was probably the power of Eros that came into play, these super white blood cells, swimming extremely smoothly in the thick epidermis, and no cell could hinder them.

Zhang Zicheng's eyes opened suddenly, although he didn't feel anything in the 'body', but in the 'spirit', he was extremely sure.

The super white blood cells have entered Lu Youpeng's blood!