Skipping class?
The ordinary-looking old man curled his lips and muttered, "Everyone else is studying desperately, afraid of being eliminated. Why are you the same as that guy, skipping classes to play when you have nothing better to do? I've never seen anyone as unmotivated as you."
Although the old man complained, he did not say anything else. He ran to the flat lawn at the top of the mountain, spread out a blanket under his armpit, took off his shoes, and practiced the Starlight Mantra barefoot on the blanket.
The Starlight Mantra was the most basic homework for people with superpowers. It was used to consolidate and improve the seventh brain region. At the same time, it could strengthen the body and restore energy. Xia Fan also practiced the Starlight Mantra every day, but he had already finished today's homework before he went up the mountain.
The Starlight Mantra was like a set of gymnastics, with slow movements, stretching, breathing, control, and balance. The old man practiced it quite well, and his technical movements could be said to be perfect. Although there was still a gap between him and the Blind Grandpa on God's Tomb, he was obviously better than the others Xia Fan had seen. His body seemed to be controlled by a machine, and every movement was on point.
It did not take long for Xia Fan to know who the old man was referring to. It was Fo You, who had always been lazy.
This guy also skipped class. Xia Fan brought squirrels and snacks, but he brought a very exquisite white porcelain tea set.
Seeing Xia Fan here, Fo You was a little surprised. After greeting him, he set up a small foldable table beside Xia Fan, boiled water, and first washed the tea set. Then, he took out a small metal pot, gently picked out three dried white flowers with tweezers, soaked them in, and closed the lid of the teapot.
Xia Fan had a unique superpower of smell. The moment the small metal pot was opened, a fragrant smell assailed his nostrils. This faint fragrance was refreshing, and Xia Fan's spirit was refreshed.
A few minutes later, the tea was brewed, and Xia Fan and Fo You sat on the ground beside the small table.
"What tea is this? It smells so unique, "Xia Fan asked curiously.
"It's just wild chrysanthemum on the roadside. I picked it casually," Fo You said, raising his teacup.
Xia Fan did not believe it. He had a superpower of smell, and this smell could not be ordinary chrysanthemum.
Fo You frowned. "You're so annoying. You want to get to the bottom of everything. Life is so tiring. Isn't it good to be relaxed and take things as they come?"
Xia Fan smiled helplessly. He had heard about Fo You from the Spirit Bird. Fo You was a legend in the Blue Boiling Point. He had been in the camp for seven years, but he was still an Intermediate Cadet. There was no other reason than that he was lazy.
Fo You would never participate in any study or exam unless he was asked by a teacher. What was even more amazing was that Fo You was not expelled despite his attitude. He was only 12 years old when he entered the camp, ranking third in the history of the Blue Boiling Point.
"I don't want to graduate, because once I graduate, I will go to work for the Special Task Force. It's so good here, and I can easily get by." Fo You said to Xia Fan with a look of indifference, "By the way, why did you skip class?"
Xia Fan looked around, sighed, and said, "To sort out my thoughts."
"Organize my thoughts?"
"Yes, my grandfathers said that no matter how good a technique is, it's still just a technique. This is the only thing that can guarantee my survival in this vast universe," Xia Fan said as he pointed at his head.
Oh …
Fo You was extraordinarily smart and immediately understood what Xia Fan meant. He nodded and said, "Your grandfathers are right. Life and thinking need to be settled. If people are always busy, how can they have time to observe everything around them? Sometimes, relaxing and thinking quietly can make the mind clearer."
"Some people say that laziness is a kind of cancer, but I don't think so. Not only is laziness not a cancer, but it is also the light of progress. It is precisely because of laziness that humans invented transport machines. It is also because of laziness that humans invented lying on the sofa and watching TV. It is also because of laziness that humans invented mechanical farming. Anyway, with the progress of science and technology, everyone wants to live more lazily, so more and more things have been invented."
Xia Fan nodded repeatedly. "Your theory of laziness is also very reasonable. I have learned something."
"You are too kind," Fo You said modestly.
"Scum! You two brats, how can you talk about skipping class in such a righteous way? "
It was almost noon, and the old man was very focused on practicing the Starlight Mantra. He actually practiced for three hours in one go. Xia Fan was one of the more diligent trainees in the camp, but he only practiced the Starlight Mantra for 45 minutes a day.
Perhaps the old man felt hot all over, so he took off his coat, only wearing a loose white vest, and sat at the table.
Xia Fan saw a light gray ripple on the old man's arm and was slightly startled. Grandpa Chef had taught Xia Fan that this was a sign caused by a slow-acting poison.
There were only two teacups, and the old man did not care that Xia Fan and Fo You had used them. He picked them up and drank them.
After drinking three or four cups of tea in a row, the old man put down the teacup and asked, "You two scums have been idling here for the whole morning. Let me ask you, have you thought through your own affairs?"
Fo You smiled. "I have long thought it through. A life of idleness is the best life. People can't escape death after all. No matter how well they lived and how hard they worked, in the end, they are just a handful of soil on the top of the mountain, or a fallen leaf in the forest. In this case, why work hard? Isn't it better to be free?"
"Don't think about making progress." The old man rolled his eyes at Fo You. This was probably not the first time he had heard Fo You say this, so he did not think much of it.
"What about you?"
Xia Fan smiled. "I've thought it through a little. I may enter the logistics department."
The logistics department!
Both Fu You and the ugly old man were stunned. Both of them knew very well what kind of existence the logistics department was. For many years, the logistics department had not been able to recruit people because this department had no status. It would not be good to provide logistical support for investigators if others knew about it.
Moreover, the logistics department had no unique characteristics. Usually, only students who knew a little of everything but were not proficient in anything would go there. If they had a specialty in a certain area, they would have been recruited by other departments. Xia Fan was considered an elite in the camp, but he was not at the point where he needed to go to the logistics department, right?
The old man frowned. "Why?"
Xia Fan said faintly, "The directors of the other three major departments are very pressuring me. They come to talk to me every few days, but Director Lü of the logistics department has never talked to me even once. Maybe he feels that he can't compete with others."
"In this case, if I go to the logistics department, Director Lü Xiangyang will be overjoyed. He won't ask as much of me as the other departments, and I can live more freely. Besides, even if I work in the future, the logistics department will still have more freedom than the other departments. This way, I can have some time to do what I want to do."
Xia Fan actually did not say all of his thoughts. In addition to settling down, Xia Fan also hoped to find the murderer who killed the scourges on Planet God's Mausoleum, figure out the identity of the blind grandpa, and investigate the whereabouts of the Tianyi Token left by his family members.
Doing these things required time and freedom. Although Xia Fan needed the identity of the Special Task Force to carry out the investigation, he did not want to lose his freedom.
Fu You touched his chin. "After hearing what you said, even I am tempted. The logistics department does have more freedom than the other departments."
Xia Fan said with a smile, "You have been in the camp for seven years, but you can't stay here forever. Sooner or later, you will have to leave the Blue Boiling Point."
Fu You laughed. "That's true. I haven't dared to go home for seven years because I'm afraid of being nagged by my family. Since the logistics department has so much freedom, I might as well be transferred to the logistics department like you."
Xia Fan said, "Then you have to think it through. The logistics department has a poor foundation. If you go there, you will be especially valued, and it will be more convenient to talk to the leaders about increasing the price. But there is one bad thing. The reputation of the logistics department is not good."
"I don't care about my reputation. It's settled. I will make a report tonight and hand it in tomorrow." Fu You waved his hand indifferently.
The ordinary-looking old man was dumbfounded. He poured himself another cup of tea and muttered, "The logistics department sure is lucky."
Xia Fan reached out to stop him. "Old man, don't drink this tea anymore. It's not good for your Golden Plume Poison."
The old man was stunned, and his heart was in turmoil. He looked at his left arm and then at Xia Fan. He asked in a deep voice, "How do you know that this is the Golden Plume Poison?"
"Gray clouds rise, ghosts worry, Golden Plume Flies, the strange poison enters the bones, ten years of suffering, twenty years of death." Xia Fan repeated the formula that Grandpa Chef taught him and said to the old man seriously, "You have been suffering from the Golden Plume Flies for fifteen years. It's past the best time for treatment. If you come into contact with this bitter cold wild chrysanthemum, I'm afraid it will speed up the spread of the poison."
The old man and Fu You both widened their eyes.
"You are right. I have the Golden Plume Poison in my body. It has been fifteen and a half years since I was poisoned. You said that the best time for treatment is the best time for treatment. Is there still a way to cure this kind of chronic poison?" The old man asked Xia Fan curiously.
Xia Fan nodded. "Originally, there was no way to cure it. But coincidentally, Grandpa Chef and Grandpa Hunter happened to be locked up together. They had nothing to do, so when they were chatting, they came up with a way to cure the Golden Plume Flies."
The Grandpa Chef that Xia Fan mentioned was a poison master, while the Grandpa Hunter was a beast tamer. Both of them had their own skills. After being trapped on the God's Graveyard, the Grandpa Hunter and the Chef found out that their skills could complement each other.
The Grandpa Hunter had never learned poison and pharmacology, but he had a lot of unorthodox methods passed down from his ancestors, such as what kind of animal bites should be treated. The Grandpa Chef was an authentic poison research expert. With the combination of unorthodox methods and expert methods, they actually found some ways. In short, the Grandpa Hunter had opened up new ideas for the Grandpa Chef, allowing the Grandpa Chef to improve his poison skills.
There were many such things on the God's Graveyard. After all, the scourges had been trapped under the dome for a long time and lived a boring life. Before Xia Fan's arrival, their only entertainment was to gather together and ponder. The scourges were experts in all aspects, equivalent to an expert group that gathered experts from all walks of life.
The old man's expression changed again and again. He looked up at the sky and found that it was already noon. He frowned and said, "It's getting late. Let's go. I'll take you to my house for lunch."
Fo You scratched his head and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Camp Commander. I've long been tired of the food in the cafeteria, and I want to change my taste."
Standing up, Xia Fan and Fo You followed the ugly old man down the mountain. Xia Fan curiously asked Fo You, "What did you call him just now?"
Fo You said disapprovingly, "You don't know? This old man is our Camp Commander, Blue Shield. "
.....
The Deep Blue Clan was a wealthy family in Cangyue. Their ancestors were famous for founding the Blue Boiling Point Training Camp. For generations, the Camp Commander had been a member of the Deep Blue Clan.
This ugly old man was a member of the wealthy Deep Blue Clan. He had taken over the position of Camp Commander for 15 years, which happened to be not long after he was poisoned by the Golden Feather Flying Poison.
Lan Shield's home was an inconspicuous farmyard in the camp. It was a wooden bungalow with fruits and vegetables planted in the garden. In addition to Lan Shield, there was also an elderly couple taking care of his daily life and food.
The dining table was placed under a big tree in the yard. Lan Shield casually sat on a chair, and the old servant came over with a smile and asked, "Lord Fo, what would you like to eat today?"
"It doesn't matter, as long as there's delicious food. Also, give me a bottle of red wine that your old man treasures."
"Okay."
The old servant listened to Fo You's instructions and happily went to the kitchen.
Xia Fan felt incredulous. He always thought that Lord Fo was a nickname given to him by his classmates. This old servant of Lan Shield's looked to be in his seventies. Why did he also call him Lord Fo? In terms of age, this kid was only less than two years older than him.
After the meal, Fo You crossed his legs and picked his teeth with dental floss without a care for his image. Xia Fan and Battalion Commander Lan talked about the Golden Feather Flying Poison in his body.
Xia Fan said with a smile, "The Golden Feather Flying Poison kills thousands of birds. The poison of the Golden Feather Bird is too overbearing. As long as it flies over the place, all birds and beasts will die. Due to the different genetic structure of humans, it is slightly better. After the poison enters the body, it will stay dormant for ten years, spread for another ten years, and die in one day.
"The method that my two grandfathers developed is the absorption method. They use blood leeches to suck out the poison hidden in the cells bit by bit. The principle is sound, but I can't guarantee anything when it comes to the specific treatment."
Blood leeches were highly poisonous leeches. Once they bit a person's body, in addition to sucking blood, they would also release highly toxic substances. People who died from the poison of the blood leeches would still be intact even after ten thousand years. Because the toxicity was too strong, even the bacteria that corroded the body could not survive. This showed how vicious the blood leeches were.
Of course, that was only for ordinary people. A famous master like Lan Shield had superb resistance. Although he would not die immediately after being poisoned by the blood leeches, the risk was still very high.
Seeing that Lan Shield was a little hesitant, Fo You said casually, "In my opinion, I'm afraid you have no choice. Try it as a last resort. If you don't treat it, you will at most live for a few more years."
Hahaha ~
After listening to Fo You's words, Lan Shield laughed calmly. "Well said. You're starting to be afraid of death at such an old age. Xia Fan, make a list of things you need. I'll get someone to prepare it."
Hmm ~
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