Chapter 293: Battlefield Medicine

"They are coming," Du Zhengyi said.

The courtyard remained completely silent, and Luo Qi instinctively stiffened. Du Zhengyi was still under the effect of Reinforcement Magic, his hearing and vision far superior to a normal person's; Luo Qi heard nothing, and he was currently a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, jittery at every sound.

"What? What is coming?" Luo Qi struggled to prop his body up a little. Just as Du Zhengyi was about to answer, he let out an "oh" himself and lay back down on the ground. "Oh, Majiang and the others are coming."

"You sensed it," Du Zhengyi asked.

"Yeah," Luo Qi said casually, "I'm super smart right now." There was not a hint of shame on his face; he said it with complete seriousness, unruffled.

Du Zhengyi smiled slightly. Since they hadn't died today, no matter how chaotic the situation was, he was in a good mood. Luo Qi's body was not well-suited for injury, and by now the pain should have been somewhat excessive, but he was still holding on without passing out, which allowed his Yajian to remain connected to the consciousness of the entire Ancient Town. Fan Shi had not shown his face the entire time, surely because he could also sense the Magic power within the Ancient Town.

Luo Qi seemed to sense what he was thinking. "Right, the boss behind the scenes. He definitely wouldn't dare to come. I'm like a Godzilla right now; as long as I don't lose consciousness, he won't come in to take the risk."

"Don't get addicted to this feeling of being a Godzilla," Du Zhengyi said. "When we leave this Society Ancient Town of consciousness, you'll still have to get used to the feeling of a person only being able to have one hat."

Luo Qi's eyes looked bottomless and black; Du Zhengyi suspected that was the result of thousands of people's wisdom superimposed, but Luo Qi pouted, immediately using his personality and life experience to offset the wisdom of thousands. "You're really sharp."

"I'll be watching you; over-relying on the Ghosts of the Society won't be a good thing," Du Zhengyi said, adding a sarcastic remark, "You're really mature."

"Brother, did you reinforce your visual system?" Luo Qi asked suddenly, his mind wandering.

"What about it? I am a warrior," Du Zhengyi said.

"Just asking. I feel like your eyes are especially bright today, so I asked. You have the effect of ten thousand bottles of cod liver oil right now," Luo Qi said, clutching the wound on his stomach and panting. "According to scientific principles, if you want to have good vision at night, you would accept more light reflection, so your eyes would definitely look brighter, just like a jackal, tiger, or leopard."

"You're asking for a beating."

"Can you teach me? I have the power of thousands of souls right now; I could definitely reinforce my vision even more powerfully," Luo Qi said.

Du Zhengyi was somewhat puzzled. "Is there something you want to see clearly?" He could summon a Fireball for illumination; he didn't actually need Luo Qi to enhance his vision.

"It's not that," Luo Qi said, gasping for air. "Theoretically speaking, if my night vision were super awesome, my eyes should glow. I want to see if I can make my eyes glow green like the Blood Elves in the World of Warcraft game."

Du Zhengyi froze there. The surroundings were littered with the corpses of Seal Beasts, and both he and Luo Qi were bleeding. In this situation, he was unexpectedly speechless for a moment.

Fortunately, at that moment, Majiang and Guan Xinyue finally ran into the courtyard. The young girl let out a shriek—not out of fear, but mostly out of excitement at seeing that they hadn't died.

Majiang asked calmly, "How are you two?"

"Luo Qi has an injury to his abdomen," Du Zhengyi said.

Luo Qi glanced at him. "Du Zhengyi has a severe fracture in his right arm, and an unknown number of wounds on his body."

Majiang cursed under his breath and rushed over.