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"The most important thing is—"

Black Doctor's expression gradually beca serious, and a faint light seed to illuminate his ordinarily unremarkable back: "I've found that all the self-inflicted wounds on Miao's body, although they look extrely terrifying, are mostly superficial, not causing too much damage to the internal organs or bones."

"This also ans that Miao, you were fully conscious when you hard yourself, not because you were hallucinating or unable to distinguish reality in the Illusory Realm."

"This very point also precisely proves my speculation."

"There must be so necessary reason that compelled you, Miao, to harm yourself."

"It wasn't until I discovered that your body was rapidly healing itself, and those cells had all transford into tiny beings and started to converge and charge toward your brain, that I realized that this might be the reason why you hard yourself."

As the words fell.

"Clap Clap Clap!!!"

Chen Miao slightly smiled with satisfaction, clapping his hands: "I didn't expect you, kid, to not only be highly artistic but also to have the makings of a military strategist, analyzing so ticulously."

To be honest, although there were so differences from what Black Doctor had said, it was largely the sa.

And at this ti, having survived a narrow escape from death, he also felt quite good.

Although his body was sowhat tired, his mood was still pretty good.

And Hungry Monkey and the others were now looking at Black Doctor with faces full of shock.

"Black Doctor..."

With so disbelief, Hungry Monkey began, "Isn't your character off the mark? I rember you being a very competent surgeon, right? How co your logical reasoning is so good?"

Doctor Gou looked at Black Doctor with a strange expression, sizing him up for a long while before finally speaking in a low voice, "You haven't been possessed or had your body snatched, have you? You were so silent and reserved over in Broken Pot City, so why have you suddenly turned into a famous detective once you got here?"

"Arguing with such a well-founded logic?"

"No!"

Only Zhou Shen, with a not so pleased expression, stared at Black Doctor and enunciated every word, "It has been three days since Miao ca back, and you said you attached that device to Miao's legs on the first day. If that's the case, why did you wait until the third day to tell us about it?"

"In other words, you made a decision on your own without communicating with anyone and have been hiding it from us for three days?"

"If Miao hadn't woken up today, how long were you planning to keep it from us?"

"..."

Black Doctor's face was without much fluctuation, only turning his head to look at Zhou Shen and calmly said, "May I speak? I'll just ask you one question—if you saw that terrifying device I put on Miao's legs."

"Would you have stopped ?"

"Or if I had told you those things I ntioned earlier, would you have believed them?"

"Hey." Hungry Monkey said, the tone of his voice slightly unfriendly, "That's not a nice thing to say. It's like you're implying we're all fools who can't see right from wrong. Just now, before Miao woke up, didn't we all believe you about those tiny beings?"

"You believed because you could see them with your own eyes through the microscope."

Black Doctor continued, his expression indifferent, "But when you hear about continuously inflicting wounds on Miao, you would definitely reject it instinctively at first and then open fire with discussions."

"But by the ti you finish making a choice, the mont would have passed."

"Miao might have died by then."

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"The fastest way to execute a decision is to act on it alone. It was a asure of necessity. I can understand everyone's loyalty to Miao, but it's that very loyalty that makes it difficult for all of you to make decisions lightly."

"I hope you all understand."

With a hint of apology on his face, Black Doctor looked at Hungry Monkey and the others and slightly bowed his head, giving them a way out so as not to make the situation too rigid.

"It's nothing."

Chen Miao waved a hand, "First, have soone make so corn porridge and salted vegetables."

...

Thirty minutes later.

On the ground.

Chen Miao sat on a stool, picked up a chopstickful of salted vegetables, chewed thoroughly a few tis before lifting the corn porridge with one hand. After slurping a mouthful from the edge of the bowl, he closed his eyes, contentedly savoring the taste.

This spoonful was truly satisfying.

At this mont, no delicacy in the world could compare with this mouthful of corn porridge.

Corn kernel porridge.

He hadn't eaten for several days, and although it hadn't reduced his life vitality by much, he was still feeling quite hungry.

Underneath his feet was a washbasin.

A washbasin temporarily modified, not holding water but containing a dozen rapidly spinning blades, like a group of butchers cruelly boning at. For now, this was the thod he must use to contain the curse.

There was no other way.

"Does it hurt, Miao?"

Zhou Shen looked at Miao with a hint of heartache, his voice hoarse and trembling with a slight redness in his eyes, "If I had known that going out to get money would lead to such a great crisis, I would never have let you go, Miao. I should have gone myself."

"Now the pain you bear on your body is paining my heart."

"The Tomb Guardian wouldn't be affected by the loss of a Zhou Shen, but the rest of us can't be without you, Miao. You are our cornerstone. I don't know what we'd do if sothing happened to you, Miao."

"Promise , Miao that you'll never go out alone again. Even if we can't protect you—at least... at least we could die in front of you, so we wouldn't have to endure seeing you suffer alone like this."

This speech was truly an outpouring of genuine sentint, bringing tears to the eyes of many present.

And Hungry Monkey stared blankly at Zhou Shen with an expressionless face; wasn't this flattery a bit too much, a bit too exaggerated? His initial suspicion was correct—Zhou Shen's presence truly threatened his own status.

This man was utterly shaless.

"It doesn't hurt."

As if the blades scraping bone weren't against his own feet, Chen Miao finished the corn porridge in one gulp and casually placed the bowl aside, then said evenly, "Those who aim for great achievents should not sweat the small stuff, let alone such minor injuries."

"As a leader, one must be brave and fearless."

"Enough about this, aren't you curious how I got injured, and why aren't you asking?"

"Here's the thing."

Without waiting for Hungry Monkey and the others to reply, Chen Miao started telling his story, "It's a long story, so let's keep it short. I went out to withdraw money, and just as I got off the Hell Bus, sothing unexpected happened."

"I was cursed by a demon from afar."

"And then I ended up like this."

"In the end, I escaped and ca back."

"Let's postpone further discussion for tomorrow; I'm a bit tired today and need to rest early."

"I'm heading back to my room now. Later, bring this washbasin into my room for ."

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