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Chapter 159 World 15 Hasty End
The average life expectancy of interstellar people is 200 years.
If one's personal potential, i.e. soul power, mental strength and physical fitness, all reach SSS+ level or above, and if one practices properly and maintains himself properly, his theoretical lifespan can be over a thousand years.
Therefore, although his soul was injured, his memory was declining, and his IQ was weakened, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan, who had an absolutely interstellar mind, would never have imagined in his dreams how tempting immortality would be for an elderly emperor!
Not to mention a lowly scholar who just passed the imperial examination. If he gets angry, it would be okay for him to kill his son and wife.
The comment, "There is a 90% chance that his physical condition will achieve a qualitative leap," sealed the fate of Jingcheng and the Jing family.
It is estimated that only one or two records can be found in unofficial history. For example:
In the 20th year of Jianyang, he died of smallpox in Jingcheng at the age of .
The Hanlin Academy's Shuchangguan, the scholar Zhang Zhengzhi, and 19 Shujishi saw it with their own eyes and it cannot be false.
One person gets smallpox and the disease spreads to the whole room.
There were a total of 40 people in the Jing family, including masters and servants. After the curfew, they were urgently moved to the imperial farm to avoid smallpox. After the full treatment of the Imperial Hospital was ineffective, he died.
……
The completion of the separation documents means that the original owner's last wish has been fulfilled.
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan was feeling proud and happy.
Then he thought of his adopted son Jing Cheng. After a night of fermentation, he must have developed obvious symptoms by now, and might have already been sent home.
Holding the brocade box containing the documents on the division of the family, Xie Wu followed his master closely. When he walked out of the government gate, he saw the old man smiling happily and couldn't help but suggest:
"Old man, it's a rare nice day, how about taking a stroll?"
"No, I'm going back home. I haven't seen my eldest grandson for a day. I miss him so much."
"Listen to the old man. Let's go back home now."
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan happily helped Xie Wu's arm and got into the carriage.
I couldn't help but praise my own cleverness.
As expected of him!
The original owner's wish was fulfilled quickly and beautifully.
Ideas came to my mind one after another, and in the blink of an eye, I had come up with the idea of building a vegetable greenhouse on the newly purchased mountain land.
It's a good opportunity to test out whether the Soul Awakening Wood-type Superpower is really useful.
With the sound of horse hooves, a quarter of an hour later, they arrived at the Jing Mansion smoothly.
Is there anything unusual happening to everyone in the mansion?
strange?
It’s already this late, and Jingcheng hasn’t been sent back yet?
Shouldn't it?
My right eyelid twitched violently, and my heart skipped a beat.
For some reason I had a particularly ominous feeling.
Could it be that something went wrong?
What you fear is bound to come true. Before she had even spent a quarter of an hour kissing her precious grandson, there was a commotion outside the yard.
"Oh no, the Imperial Guards are surrounding the mansion?"
"Oh no, the Imperial Guards are surrounding the mansion?"
The shouting came from far away and got closer. Jing Yuan's heart tightened when he heard it, and he immediately looked at Xie Wu beside him.
"What's going on? Xie Wu?"
"Old Master, I will go and ask right away."
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan could no longer sit still, so he stuffed his grandson into his eldest son's arms, turned around and ran after him.
The smell of vinegar, accompanied by the smell of burning wormwood, instantly filled my nasal cavity.
I had just run a short distance when I looked up and saw Xie Wu running back with a look of horror on his face.
"Grandpa, it's bad, Grandpa... Grandpa, he got smallpox and has passed away.
Corpse...corpse...
In order to prevent the disease from spreading, emergency measures have been taken.
The Imperial Guards surrounded the palace gate, allowing people to enter but not leave.
It is said that the emperor has graciously ordered that after the curfew, all the masters and servants of the Jing Mansion should move to the imperial farm to avoid smallpox."
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan pinched his eyebrows. Jing Cheng was in good health, how could he die?
"Xie Wu, do you know what is a syndrome?
How can such a good person just disappear like that? "
“I heard that it’s all over the body itchy and covered with red bumps.
It is highly contagious, more serious than the plague. If one person gets it, it will be difficult for the whole family to escape.”
Red pimples? Aren’t they just physical fitness enhancement potions?
Could it be that the medicine has different effects because the planes are different?
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan slapped himself twice!
Damn it, I should have thought of this earlier. How can we use things from the end of the world casually?
Before I could think about anything else, I saw two tightly wrapped soldiers coming towards me, carrying two wooden barrels.
When he was five steps away from the two men, he put the bucket down and stopped.
"This medicine is prescribed by the Imperial Hospital to prevent illness. One bowl for each person."
As he spoke, he scooped out two bowls of medicine, placed them on the ground, then carried the bucket and stepped back five steps before signaling the two men to drink it quickly.
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan frowned and urgently called his teammate, "003, quickly scan and see if this medicine is suitable for the condition?"
[Ding——, sorry, there is no corresponding Chinese medicine inheritance in the system database.
Preliminary scans suggest that it has a certain hypnotic effect and is not life-threatening.
The above is for reference only. 】
After drinking a bowl of medicine, his body went limp and he passed out in an instant.
I don’t know how long it has been...
Finally, an unusually familiar, cold mechanical voice came into my mind.
[Beep——, the body has lost vital signs, the mission is forced to end, and return to the void. 】
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan was extremely curious. As soon as he woke up in the simulated robot, he couldn't wait to ask.
"003, do you know how I died in the last world?
Is it because of that bowl of medicine?"
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