69novels Chapter 142 Opening Screen Critical Hit
Chapter 142 Opening Screen Critical Hit
Chapter 142 Opening Screen Critical Hit
"I see..." The white-haired boy stood by the window, muttering to himself as he casually pulled a weapon from thin air—[Heavenly Reversal] .
Before Batra could react, he thrust the Heavenly Reversal Spear straight at the woman on the bed.
Everything happened so suddenly and unexpectedly.
"Georgia—" Batra shouted, his eyes wide with fury, as he caught a glimpse of the cold light reflected from the weapon out of the corner of his eye.
With a bang, the door was broken open, and George Kira and Maro rushed in at the same time.
"Tsk, get out of the way." The white-haired boy held a weapon in one hand, the tip of which was already touching the woman's body.
A blinding white light shone from the point of contact, temporarily depriving people of their vision. At the same time, with the boy's wave of his hand, a powerful repulsive force sent all the figures that had entered the room flying away.
Even Batra, who was originally sitting by the bed, was no exception.
Even when she was thrown away, George Kira remembered to protect her employer and hung on the human-shaped hole after hitting the wall.
No one was injured; the repulsive force simply drove them out.
"He...he..." Batra snapped out of his daze, his breathing rapid and his body trembling as he pointed at the room.
Did we invite a wolf into our house?
We need you to save people, not kill them!
"Bang." Maro slammed the door shut and stood outside, coldly staring at George Kira in the hallway.
A white tiger, a magical beast taller than a human, was also coiled up at the entrance, its large, light blue eyes fixed on the humans in front of it.
"If the master wanted to kill you, you would be dead already," the blond youth said coldly. "Don't interfere with the master."
Although I don't know what the adults are going to do, but...
Frost covered the walls of the corridor, with icicles rising from the ground, layer upon layer, almost filling the entire corridor.
The temperature plummeted, making it feel like we were in a frozen wasteland.
Since the adults don't want these people in the way, they will keep them all outside the door.
"What exactly does he want to do..." Batra slid down the wall as if all his strength had left him, finally sitting on the ground with his forehead against his knees, and said weakly.
"That...it might just be a treatment method?" Xiao Jie explained weakly.
Previously, when the other party treated others, they also did not allow other people to be present.
His intuition didn't send any warning signals; clearly, the other party had no intention of harming anyone.
"...Really?" Batra looked at Little Jack and asked as if seeking confirmation.
"...Don't worry, he can definitely do it." Little Jie looked at Batra, gave him a thumbs up, and smiled brightly.
"..." After living in fear and anxiety for so many years, it's impossible to relax in an instant.
But I do feel a little better.
"...I hope so." Batra stared intently at the closed door.
Even though his countless prayers had gone unanswered, he still prayed in his heart as he had countless times before—God, please bless her, please bless me…
……
"This is really inexplicable..." Su Wu complained about the rich guy who had just shouted out.
She's such a love-struck fool, she can't stay calm at all.
How can we treat this woman if we don't remove the mental burden attached to her? Isn't it just getting in the way?
Of course, George Kira, who suddenly rushed in, was also in the way.
The thought that was surrounding the woman was interrupted by Tian Nimu. After thinking for a long time, Su Wu silently poked the other party's waist.
I don't really want to use the reversal technique if there's no external injury, so I have to create the injury myself.
Seeing the wound heal rapidly under the effect of the reversal technique, Su Wu nodded in satisfaction.
Without a wound, the reversal technique won't show any results, and there's no sense of accomplishment.
"It should be about time..." Su Wu stroked her chin, looking at the person who was still asleep.
There was nothing wrong with my body, nothing wrong with my soul, and no trace of a curse was found.
She was as healthy as could be.
Even the limbs that atrophy and poor physical condition that ordinary patients often experience due to prolonged sleep have been restored to their optimal level.
The people waiting outside finally heard the door open.
A white-haired boy appeared behind the door. Before he could speak, Batra, who was sitting on the ground, stood up and rushed towards the door.
Su Wu opened the door completely and stepped aside to let Batra run in smoothly.
"...Did it fail?" Batra ran a few steps, then stopped, walked closer to the window, stood to the side, looked down at the woman, and said with a melancholy voice.
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman on the bed twitched her fingers.
"How could that be? Of course it succeeded." The white-haired boy's tone was full of self-righteousness.
"I forgot I should have collected the money first..." he murmured. "But he probably wouldn't dare to delay paying my medical bills, would he?"
The white-haired boy looked at George Kira.
The reason he didn't look at Batra was that she was too excited to notice or hear anything; all she could see was her sleeping beauty, who had finally woken up.
At this point, the six-eyed device became very unusable again.
Others could simply turn their backs and ignore it, but he couldn't escape this wave of public displays of affection at all.
Batra excitedly grasped the woman's hand, wanting to say so much that he momentarily forgot what to say, his mind went blank, and tears welled up in his eyes without him even realizing it.
"Come out first..." George Kira gestured for everyone to leave, leaving Batra and the other two with private space.
Coincidentally, Su Wu didn't want to stay here and witness their lovey-dovey moments.
He went with George Kira and left, sitting down in the reception area.
"How much money do you want?" George Kira asked.
"...I don't seem to be short of money?" The white-haired boy crossed his legs, leaned back, and raised the last syllable of his voice, sounding like he was asking a question in return.
You're asking me this question? How would I know?
Some people may seem successful and glamorous on the surface, but in reality they are penniless. How can I tell that you are not that kind of person?
George Kira didn't say anything, only feeling extremely tired.
He was probably really old, and it was difficult for him to communicate with kids this age. The scene fell silent for a moment.
About an hour later, Batra arrived, having changed his clothes. He looked as if he had specially groomed himself, appearing more energetic and radiant.
"What do you want? Anything I have," he said to the white-haired boy.
"A game console, I guess. When you bid on that game console at the South Pears auction, give me one, and our previous employment contract will be void. Is that alright?" Su Wu shrugged.
A single game console, if auctioned, would probably fetch around 20 to 30 billion jin.
This price is just right for its reversal technique.
"Okay," Batra nodded.
"Since that's the case... then..." Xiao Jie and Killua stared intently at Su Wu.
The other party wants a game console, and even if it's just Maro and his partner playing, there are still other slots available! We could bring both of them along!
"Don't even think about it, I'm not including you guys." Su Wu waved her hand, telling the two to stop daydreaming.
"Huh? But if Mr. Batra doesn't need to save people, then he won't need to hire servants to complete the game..." Xiao Jie said, hanging his head.
"No, actually there's something else I want in the game," Batra interjected somewhat shyly.
"The witch's anti-aging potion."
"If you clear the level and get it, I will still pay you the reward as before," the wealthy man said.
"Ah...that's great, I almost thought we were going to have to buy our own game console." Xiao Jie let out a long, exaggerated sigh of relief.
Although they have over 20 billion in funds, it seems like it would be a bit difficult for them to win a Greed Island game machine.
"No need for payment! We should thank you for letting us play the game!" Xiao Jie said.
Killua, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed, but before he could even cover his mouth, Killua had already finished speaking.
"...This idiot..." Killua banged his head against the wall with a thud, complaining.
The next chapter will be later.
(End of this chapter)