Chapter 415
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"It's a pity that I don't have a microscope. Otherwise, I'd be able to figure out the reason for this hardened blood. If it's only frozen because of my abnormal body temperature, there shouldn't be these orderly lines. Or perhaps, this hardened blood is not caused by my body temperature, but because of its appearance, my body temperature is too low …"
Dean frowned and sighed in his heart.
It was a pipe dream to make a microscope with the current industrial technology.
He looked at Kroen who was rummaging in the bookshelf: "Find time to ask Neuss to bring back some medical books from various libraries. The more remote the better. Don't use the basic ones. In addition, tell him not only to bring back medical books but also other types of books. But don't bring too many. Just one fifth of the medical books will do. Now our status is different. We have to be wary of villains. Our every move will be watched. But we must hide things that shouldn't be known by outsiders. Do you understand?"
Kroen responded in doubt. He knew that Dudian chose Neuss because of his blonde hair. But he didn't understand why Dudian chose only one-fifth of the other books. Shouldn't the more the better? Kroen knew that Dudian had chosen Neuss because of his blonde hair.
He didn't ask because he knew that Dean wouldn't answer such a simple question. He had to figure out the answer himself.
Kroen found several medical books from the bookcase and put them in front of Dean.
Dean was thinking as he flipped through the books.
"The source of the cold air comes from my abdomen. When I was captured by Splitter in his cave, Scar blocked Splitter's sharp blade for me. Scar cut off my waist and made a big hole in it. I was mixed with the corpses of other monsters, so the wound was infected by other monsters. Most of the people who got the 'Ice Blood Disease' in the past had contact with monsters …"
In the beginning, he had the immunity of the 'Defiler' magic marks so he didn't have any abnormalities. But since he had the 'Splitter' magic marks, his body had changed. The last time he came back from the giant wall, he felt that his body was a bit cold.
But he didn't have a solution even though he knew the reason.
Moreover, he didn't know how long he could live if he got this strange disease.
"God wants me to die prematurely. God is jealous of geniuses. Such a thing will fall on my head. God, don't you think too highly of me …" Dean gently rubbed his fingers. There was a trace of coldness in his eyes.
Several days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past few days Neuss used Dean's identity to borrow a lot of books. Most of them were medical books. The rest were miscellaneous books. There were books about the history of the giant wall, the barbarian's history, the biographies of legendary inventions, the fragments of classical music masters and so on.
"How is the Mellon consortium these days?" Dean casually asked Kroen as he looked at the medical book in his hand. He tried to find the cause of the disease and diagnostic clues. He had no time to read the newspapers or understand the situation outside.
Kroen replied: "Master, Mellon consortium collapsed after the old patriarch George was imprisoned. The Mel family has also plummeted. Their industries have been boycotted by the people. They are losing money every day. Many hotels, theaters and other places in residential areas have been destroyed by mobs. It is estimated that they won't be able to hold on for long."
"Tell Old Fulin to seize the opportunity. If the people's anger subsides then it will take a lot of effort to completely destroy the Mel family." Dean said.
Kroen nodded as he sighed in his heart. He was a famous aristocrat in the outer wall. But now he was reduced to this point. He recalled the time when a little gardener of the Mel family went to the orphanage for adoption. He had the most prominent identity and was the object that everyone wanted to adopt. However, he was an old aristocrat after all. He didn't collapse even under the pressure of Dean. If it was any other small aristocrat then their whole family would have been in prison by now.
"He said that it is forbidden to touch the 'soul crystal' if there is a wound on his hand. So as to avoid being trapped inside the soul crystal. Unexpectedly …" Dean was startled as he saw a medical case. It was about a clergyman: "Infected with 'ice blood disease'. You need to take a lot of sugar. The staple food is beef … Take the medicine on time. You can live for two years or one week. If you don't pay attention to keeping warm then your body temperature will be too low. Avoid touching cold water, black snow …"
Dean was struck by lightning as he read the last part of the case.
Two years at most?
Short … one week?
Isn't this the same as terminal cancer in the old era?
He was stunned for a moment. He looked down again and again until he was sure that he wasn't wrong. He was at a loss. Did it mean that he had less than two years left?
Two years passed in the blink of an eye.
Countless sketches flashed through his mind. Each of them was the ideal in his heart. However, there was no way to realize these ideals.
His heart was empty, and he was in a daze.
Kroen's face changed as he saw Dean's strange reaction. He looked at the book in Kroen's hand and carefully asked: "Master, what's wrong?"
Dean's eyes gradually focused. He was silent for a moment: "It's nothing. You go out first."
Kroen was worried. He wanted to say something but hesitated. He turned and left. He gently closed the door and quietly waited outside.
Dean looked at the distance in a daze. His eyes were filled with confusion.
A long time passed.
The scenery outside gradually darkened.
The night was reflected in his eyes, it seemed to add a bit of light. His eyes gradually recovered from the numbness, he looked down at the book in his hand, "Sugar, beef … these are all high-calorie foods. According to the book, if I eat these high-calorie foods, I can suppress the outbreak time of the [Ice Blood Disease]. If I eat food with more calories than sugar and beef, it should not be difficult for me to live for two years, or even longer!"
"The people who got 'Ice Blood Disease' shouldn't be as strong as me. If my physique is higher then my resistance will be enhanced. Maybe I can hold on for a longer time!"
Thinking of this, the despair in his heart gradually recovered a strong hope and desire, as well as a longing for life.
"In two years time, I will master the medicine of the old era. Then I will try my best to find a solution. Even cancer has been solved. What is this? Terminal disease? It's just that it's an incurable disease in relative terms. Since it's called an incurable disease under such simple conditions, I'll change the world and these simple conditions. I'll make it an ordinary disease that can be easily treated! "
Dean's eyes glowed with tenacity. When he was captured by the splitter in the cave he survived. How could he admit defeat for this little disease?
"Kroen!" Dean called out.
Kroen who was guarding outside the door hurriedly pushed the door: "Master, I'm here."
"In the future my clothes will be made of the best thermal materials including my armor." Dean said: "In addition from today on I will eat a piece of 'tooth crab rib' for every meal."
Kroen was surprised: "Tooth crab? Master, this is one of the most expensive ingredients. It's taken from the front rib of the monster 'tooth crab'. An adult tooth crab's front rib is only half a catty. It's only enough for one meal. Tooth crab is rare and difficult to catch. Nobles will snatch it as soon as it appears. They have to eat it every meal … "
"Is it difficult?" Dean's face turned cold: "Even if I have to sell dragon meat I have to buy it. If anyone doesn't want to sell then I will grab it!"
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