If Lin Sanjiu had the time and opportunity to write a list of things to do when they met again, she would write down the following facts:
First, after Hei Zeji recognized her, the irritable wrinkle between his eyebrows suddenly disappeared. It was as if someone had lifted it up with their fingers and tossed it into the air. He raised one of his eyebrows in surprise. He looked at Lin Sanjiu and even tilted his head like a teenager. It was as if she wasn't Lin Sanjiu but a unicorn that charged out of a rainbow.
Second, when Hei Zeji asked her, "Is this the guy you want to fight?", Akira Fifty was already pinned to the ground. A black crescent-shaped blade was perfectly positioned on the back of the old man's neck. The two crescent-shaped blades were pressed against the ground. The thin, cold edge of the blades caused the hairs on his thick neck to stand up.
Third, the female NPC walked past the counter and looked at Akira Fifty. She didn't seem angry. From Lin Sanjiu's angle, she could see her shoulders relax. She then raised her head and looked at the ceiling. "What are you going to do to him?" She sounded like a waiter asking, "Have you decided what you want to order?"
Fourth, she was very, very happy.
"Why … why are you here?" Lin Sanjiu looked at the strip of linen again. It was lying on the ground like an empty snakeskin. The end of it was still hanging on the edge of Hei Zeji's boots. Basically, he wore whatever he grabbed. However, everything he grabbed seemed to belong to him and would automatically get close to him. Even the bandage on his hand seemed to have traveled half the world before it finally found its owner.
"Didn't you summon him for me?" Hei Zeji didn't forget the main point even though he had met an old friend, "Hurry up, I have to finish the first fight before we can chat."
"Just like the elf that came out of the lamp," Lin Sanjiu thought to herself. She nodded, "Yes, it's him. Can you help me suppress him for a while? I have something to say to the NPC. "
"No, we have to fight." Hei Zeji's words shocked her. "The strongest martial art is meant to be used in a fight."
"What the hell is going on?"
Lin Sanjiu had a lot of questions she wanted to ask, but Hei Zeji had made it clear that he couldn't engage in idle chatter now. Lin Sanjiu scratched her face awkwardly, "Do as you see fit. Pull him up and fight him. Oh right, don't kill him or injure his internal organs. "
"Why?" Hei Zeji asked. Then, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it. It's not important now."
Oh, and there was a fifth fact. The "battle" between him and Akira Izumi was like a coach training an athlete in the eyes of those who didn't know what was going on. Every time Fifty Ming was beaten to the ground, he would be very dissatisfied. "Stand up!" Or "You have the ability, right? But to be fair, the latter remark was very unfair to Takemiya. It wasn't that the old man didn't want to use his ability, but he didn't have the chance to.
With such a show in front of everyone, Lin Sanjiu jumped down from the roof and leaned her elbows on the counter. The female NPC looked at the figure behind Lin Sanjiu, who was writhing and groaning in pain. The intermittent light flickered on her face. Then, she looked at Lin Sanjiu as if she was a species that had just been discovered for the first time. "What are you trying to do?"
"I have a lot of questions," Lin Sanjiu smiled at the female NPC. "But let's start with the process that you are familiar with."
"What process?"
Lin Sanjiu placed a small transparent plastic tissue on the counter. It was so small that it was almost invisible without a magnifying glass. If a kidney could be sold for 5 Points, then a cornea should be sold for the same price. After all, if a person had to choose between losing a kidney or losing half of their vision, they would choose losing a kidney, right?
"Oh," the female NPC's chubby, pink face remained expressionless, "1 Point."
"What? But even a kidney — "
"1 Point," the female NPC looked up, "The kidney is also 1 Point."
That shop owner had lied to her.
In the end, the heart, the brain, the kidney … These organs that were worth collecting were only worth 1 Point. Lin Sanjiu felt uncomfortable in her throat. Even if a life was stripped clean from the inside out, it could only be used to pay off her debt.
"Player Love Letter …" Lin Sanjiu had already given up hope. Maybe the shop owner had lied to her. Unexpectedly, the female NPC nodded, "Oh, there are some for sale. But you don't have enough Points, right? One book costs 5 Points. "
Two corneas, two kidneys, and a heart could only be exchanged for one thin book.
Life in an apocalyptic world was worthless, but she had never thought that it could be so worthless.
"What about the blood?" she asked dryly. The muffled thud when Takemiya's body was thrown to the ground immediately made her question, "Are his organs damaged?" Lin Sanjiu had only been in the hospital for two hours, but in her mind, people had already become bags of meat that contained Points. She was definitely not the first person to think that way.
"10 liters, 1 Point. No blood type restriction. There is too much blood, so it's not worth much. "In other words, it wouldn't be a problem to mix the blood of different people together. Lin Sanjiu was disgusted by her own imagination.
As expected of an NPC, she was much more patient than the shop owner who only cared about lying. "You can sell your survival rate," Lin Sanjiu suggested, "There are seven levels, from Extremely High, High, Medium, Medium … to Extremely Low. One level is 1 Point. Even if you sell 5 levels, you still have a chance to survive. It's much more worthwhile than selling your organs. Of course, if you can sell it, you can buy it as long as you have enough Points. "
"The survival rate is prepared for the lava after I leave the hospital …" Lin Sanjiu glanced at the cashier, "But how can I leave the hospital?"
"You need to have a complete body and fully recover your combat ability." The female NPC didn't seem worried that Lin Sanjiu would stop buying Player Love Letters after she asked for all the information. She probably guessed Lin Sanjiu's thoughts, so she laughed, "The Player Love Letter contains the most important information about lava. I don't know, so you can only buy it. Oh, but you can't take back the Love Letter. "
Lin Sanjiu suddenly frowned.
"Wait," she interrupted, "My body is complete …? What if one of my organs is stolen? "
"It's simple. Just buy it back."
"Even if someone is left with an empty shell, I just need to buy enough organs, and he can still be discharged from the hospital."
"You just need to fulfill the conditions."
Lin Sanjiu asked a few more questions and finally understood. Unless the patient was crushed to death like a bug, the patient would only suffer the consequences of losing consciousness but would not really die.
Lin Sanjiu pondered for a while.
"Fifty Fans and his brother are complete. Are they not discharged because they haven't fully recovered their combat ability? Or did they lose some organs? Sesame Cake and that bearded man have been to the hospital before. They know how cruel it is. Why do they still want to come back? There aren't many players in the lava world, but the general hospital is like a magnet that keeps so many people … Why? "
After a few seconds of contemplation, a thought suddenly flashed through Lin Sanjiu's mind.
She had actually forgotten one of her advantages.
She didn't have to think about selling her organs. She could, even if it was only temporary, earn points without any cost.
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