720: Revised: Chapter 3 Miraculous Healing Cola Monarch_3 720: Revised: Chapter 3 Miraculous Healing Cola Monarch_3 Even the world-destroying Demon King is nothing more than data and programs.
As long as you find the right strategy, you can easily deal with it.
But now we are facing the demon of illness in the real world.
Can Jie bring his imnse in-ga skills into reality?
Xiao Jie calmly said, “Of course, I’m serious.
Since you trust , stop talking nonsense.
You’ll see for yourself when the ti cos.”
Although it sounded unbelievable, Xiao Jie’s words gave Gu Feiyu a glimr of hope.
“How are you going to help cure my illness?
Find a Priest to resurrect ?” Gu Feiyu half-jokingly probed.
Xiao Jie replied seriously, “No Priest, but there is a Heavenly Master.”
Gu Feiyu: “Uh…”
(Jie must be ntally unstable because Wuji Studio disbanded and Han died…
right?) Gu Feiyu thought, his heart aching.
Recalling how magnificent Wuji Studio was in the ga, and how they joyfully worked together in the ga.
Unexpectedly, in just a few years, the studio disbanded, Han died, Jie went mad, and Gu Feiyu himself got a terminal illness…
Xiao Jie vaguely sensed Gu Feiyu’s unease, but he didn’t bring it up.
Instead, he smiled and chatted about so past events.
A day later—
“Driver, to the Emperor Hotel.”
“Alright.”
Sitting in the taxi, Xiao Jie instructed, “When we get there, don’t speak out of turn.
Follow my lead, observe more, talk less.
If soone asks, just say you’re with Feng.
Understood?”
“Understood.” Gu Feiyu obediently replied.
Beidou truly is a big city.
It took over an hour to reach their destination—Emperor Hotel, a five-star international hotel.
Looking at the majestic Emperor Building and the luxurious hotel entrance, Gu Feiyu was awestruck.
Although Wuji Studio was famous in the gaming world, it was just a gaming studio.
In reality, they wouldn’t even dine out, usually opting for takeout.
Gu Feiyu had never seen such grandiosity.
Could it be that Jie really made it in the entertainnt industry and struck it rich?
Xiao Jie walked straight into the hotel, with Gu Feiyu following closely behind.
As soon as they reached the entrance, soone stopped them.
“Feng?” the person tentatively asked.
The crew-cut young man in front of him looked sowhat familiar to Xiao Jie.
Players’ in-ga characters and their real-life counterparts often looked similar, with differences mainly in equipnt and hairstyles.
Their facial features were generally the sa.
“Oh, you recognize .
Are you—Little White Dragon?”
“It’s .
You’re a bit late.
The guild leader specifically asked to wait here for you.
Oh, who’s this?”
“A friend.”
“Oh, please co in.
The guild leader has already booked the entire Emperor Hotel.
For the next three days, all the people here are players.”
As they walked inside, they saw many people in the hotel lobby chatting, drinking at the bar, or smoking in the designated area.
From ti to ti, soone recognized Xiao Jie and enthusiastically greeted him.
“Feng!”
“Wow, Feng is so handso.”
“Hi Feng, let’s have a drink together later.”
Xiao Jie waved back frequently, then turned to ask Little White Dragon,
“By the way, is there anyone here who can treat illnesses?”
“What illness?”
“Late-stage cancer.”
“You can ask Strawberry Coke.
He knows the Disease Removal Skill, though it’s hard to say if it works for cancer.
Or ask the guild leader.
A while ago, he ntioned he was trying to refine so elixir in real life, but materials are hard to find.
Not sure if he was successful.
If all else fails, look for Hong Fu Qitian.
Divine Descent Masters are versatile and can solve any problem.”
“Which room is Coke in?”
“609.”
Gu Feiyu, listening to their conversation, felt devastated.
Not only was Jie ill, but this friend of Jie’s seed even sicker.
“Alright, you go ahead.
I’ll visit the guild leader after my friend’s treatnt.”
The two arrived at Room 609 and knocked on the door.
The door opened on its own, and they saw a handso young man with long hair, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, ditating.
Xiao Jie knew not to disturb soone while they were in the middle of their practice, so he and Gu Feiyu waited quietly.
After a long while, Strawberry Coke opened his eyes.
“Feng, what’s up?”
“Coke, you know the Disease Removal Skill?”
“Yes.”
“Can you treat my brother’s cancer—late-stage?”
“Sure, I’ll give it a try.” Strawberry Coke responded nonchalantly.
Although he was just trying, his tone made it sound like it was no big deal.
Gu Feiyu was at a loss for words.
He watched as Strawberry Coke ford hand seals and chanted aloud,
Evil dissipates, pain vanishes, plague retreats, no malignant sores, disease removal—hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry!
Strawberry Coke pointed a finger, and a white light shot straight into Gu Feiyu.
Startled, Gu Feiyu felt a chill running through his body, as if he was purified; he felt an unprecedented lightness.
When the white light dissipated, the pain from his cancer was completely gone.
Strawberry Coke gave Gu Feiyu a once-over, nodded slightly, “The illness should be cured, but you don’t look so good.”
“Aftermath of chemotherapy,” Xiao Jie explained.
“Oh, let boost your vitality a bit.” Strawberry Coke ford another hand seal.
Spring rain, rejuvenation, life circulates, dead wood blooms.
Rejuvenation—hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry!
A bright green light surrounded Gu Feiyu, filling him with warmth.
The weakness and fatigue left his body, and he suddenly felt full of vigor.
Even his complexion improved, showing more color.
“How do you feel?” Xiao Jie asked.
“I feel great, Jie—Coke, is my illness really cured?
This is a miracle, a miracle!
I can’t thank you enough—I…I…”
Gu Feiyu was too overwheld to speak.
Strawberry Coke was unfazed; he had treated many people before, including dignitaries and tycoons for the guild’s benefit.
Such reactions were normal.
“It was nothing.
Hey Feng, does this count as a rit?”
“Certainly, a major rit—50 DKP!”
“Haha, thanks.”
50…DKP?
Gu Feiyu was left dazed.
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