About a year later, Apostle Blob took the rare initiative to find Funeral Horn.
“You’ve really found me a talent.”
“That Negative Sword Carp, in a year’s time, she hacked up sixteen second-order Black Tombstones, three third-order Black Tombstones, and injured seventy-nine ghouls. She didn’t stop for a single day, and every day she went around stabbing people with a sword on her back!”
“If it wasn’t for the fact that I personally sent you here, I would have to wonder if you were turned.”
Seeing the gloomy look on Bloo’s face, Funeral Horn Brain stiffened a little.
“But, Negative Sword Carp looks normal.”
“Normal? It looks pretty normal.”
Buro gritted his teeth and said, “She’s just a lunatic, coming over here just so she can challenge the limits of life and death with Ghouls and Black Tombstones like Shiohisa did back in the day……. It’s all because of that Shiohisa guy who set this precedent!”
“……”
Funeral Horn was a bit vain.
Honestly, he did feel that there was something vaguely wrong with Negative Sword Carp at first.
But it was so hard to find a mission target that he didn’t pursue it too much. After all, a person who went to a foreign country and brought a child with him, how much of a fuss could he make?
Although Funeral Horn’s mouth said that it was his fault, his heart didn’t feel that way.
I found the person, and it’s still a very rare and uncommon Negative Swordsman. Not being able to use the talent effectively, that’s because you didn’t do a good job of placing them on your side.
“Now, I’m going to give you the task of bringing that crazy woman back. I’ve already asked Mayor Slymod for leave on your behalf.”
Blo said coldly, “Now, immediately, right now, go.”
With no choice but to set off, Funeral Horn could only depart.
The feeling of returning to one’s old home was both familiar and unfamiliar.
What was familiar was that the general environment here hadn’t changed, with large swamps and mud puddles, frogs everywhere, and a damp, muddy smell in the air.
What was unfamiliar was that a city had been built in the Psi-Ghost Realm.
This city was adjacent to the Mountain of Pillars and was called [Black Stone City]. The name actually came from the black tombstones, the city itself consisted of numerous black tombstones, and the mayor of the city was also its creator, Funeral Poison.
It was very humble in Funeral Horn’s eyes, lacking both gravel road surfaces and clear road sign markings, no public buildings with clear functions, and not even a notice board – that was already the oldest public facility in Yao cities, having existed in the world two eras ago.
But it had been built from scratch, and one couldn’t ask for too much.
Having been used to living in Sand City, seeing the futile appearance of this place, Funeral Horn had mixed feelings. The real gap is all-encompassing, the ghost world still has a long way to go.
Funeral Horn poked around and found Negative Sword Carp in the castle on Pillar Mountain.
She was strolling in the garden with the castle’s mistress, Lady Mina, and her young apprentice, Negative Sword Rain, was also following behind, a pair of master and apprentice who did seem normal.
“Welcome new guest.”Lady Mina smiled brightly.
Funeral Horn expressed her intention to come in a formal and cryptic manner.
“You guys chat first, I still have to go water the roses, Negative Sword Rain, come, I’ll teach you how to plant roses.”
Lady Mina thoughtfully excused herself and took the little girl with her.
Facing Negative Sword Carp, Funeral Horn said, “Miss Negative Sword Carp, please also follow me back to Sand City.”
“Don’t.”
“…… You have already injured many people here and caused a lot of trouble for everyone.”
“Negative Swordsman tradition, whoever wins is in charge. Beat me and listen to you.”
The wooden sword on Negative Sword Carp’s back flew out and was held in her left hand.
The swordswoman’s gaze was stoic, and the tip of her sword pointed forward.
“I am a healer of the sick, and I do not advocate violence.”
The funerary corner squeezed out a stiff smile.
This Negative Swordsman clan, the way of thinking in their heads was indeed different from normal people.
Inadvertently, Funeral Horn noticed that the sleeve of Negative Sword Carp’s right arm was empty, “Your right hand is?”
Negative Sword Carp glanced at the long sleeve of his right arm and said, “It was eaten by a ghoul when he fought with it earlier.”
“You can get a merchant to make a customised prosthetic limb over at the Furnace clan, this shouldn’t be too much of a problem.”
Funeral Horn comforted, then smoothly said, “So go back with me first, and come back next time.”
“Don’t.”
Negative Sword Carp was adamant, “It’s only a matter of losing an arm, one hand is enough to fight.”
Funeral Horn listened with fire in his belly.
How can doctors carry out their work when patients are as stubborn as you?
He said seriously, “It’s only the loss of an arm? Do you know what will happen if the wound is not treated professionally?”
“The wound will continue to fester and will gradually affect the bones and flesh. You didn’t use anaesthetic juice when you cleaned the wound, did you? Now and then you should feel an itch and a numbness in your right arm wound, right?”
Negative Sword Carp was stunned, “…… How do you know?”
“I’m a healer!”
Funeral Horn said, “Ghouls carry their own poison, a toxin that acts slowly and continuously on flesh and blood. You fought with dozens of ghouls, the accumulated toxin from the injuries you received is already a lot, if you can’t get targeted treatment, in the future, not to mention wielding a sword, even walking and talking will be difficult.”
“……”
Negative Sword Carp was silenced by Expertise’s round of combinations.
Funeral Horn was smug in his heart, this is the confidence that knowledge gives me. What he said just now was a little exaggerated, but he did not rule out this possibility, this is not considered to be deceiving the patient.
Negative Sword Carp suddenly said, ”I heard from the ghouls that you are a very good doctor. Even if treating ghosts will cause your life to be constantly consumed, you will take the initiative to help ghosts, unlike some ghost physicians who will hide or refuse to help …… They all remember you, and they won’t cut a deal with me without your name.”
Funeral Horn waved her hand, “It’s all in the past.”
The toxin infection was completely lost on her.
Wait, my name?
This guy beat up ghouls under my banner?
Funeral Corner’s sympathy for Negative Sword Carp’s loss of his right arm turned to anger.
“You used my name to take a shot at them?”
Negative Sword Carp said, “Angry? Beat me and teach me whatever lesson you want.”
Funeral Horn gritted his teeth as he listened.
Negative Sword Carp spoke, “They asked me why you didn’t come back, and I told them that you always say you’re busy, but in fact, you’re all busy drinking, playing chess and sleeping. A lot of people know that.”
Funeral Corner’s fists clenched, “What nonsense are you talking about! Healers are busy with their work!”
“You actually don’t want to go back to your hometown at all, you dislike it here, don’t you?”
Funeral Horn’s body was filled with white Qi rising up to the sky.
Returning to his senses, Funeral Horn found that his hand had already strangled Negative Sword Carp’s slender neck, and at his feet was a wooden sword that had broken into several pieces.
Negative Sword Carp had a large amount of blood spilling from the corner of its mouth, and it looked like it only had one breath left.
What the hell have I done?
Funeral Horn panicked and rummaged for the heart-saving pills he had with him and stuffed them into her mouth, “Hang in there, I’ll take you back to Sand City for treatment.”
Negative Sword Carp coughed, “You’re really what I thought, that power in your body …… is really strong and exciting!”
“I’ve always wanted to fight you. But you always refused, so I just had to provoke you to see …… that it really works.”
“Don’t talk, I’ll send you back to heal your injuries first.”
Funeral Horn slammed him against his back.
“What was that move ah? It’s the move that just gave me a punch ……” Negative Sword Carp asked as he spat out blood.
“Shut up!”
In the distance, Mina flowers surrounded her the entire time.
Is this how young people express their emotions nowadays?
What a different time, we were much gentler back then.
Lady Mina made a move with her hand and stroked Negative Sword Rain’s hair, “This is adults making friends, children should not learn.”
……
Lu Yao opened a can of Coke and tilted his head back to take a big gulp.
Taking a steaming hot shower after exercising was really soothing for the whole body, not afraid of the cold at all.
He returned to the computer and looked at the screen.
There were two prompts on the simulator.
[Funeral Corner invented: Hourglass Timer]
–Great God, there is a believer who has performed a feat that far surpasses his peers, is it necessary to transform him into a hero?
[Yes] [No]
Funeral Horn has already converted the believer?
Lu Yao check out the words.
……
[Hourglass Timer]: A prop invented by Funeral Horn that can calculate time more accurately.
……
Prior to this, the Yao measured time based on the shadow of the sun. Smaller units of time measurement relied on the opening of holes in the bottom of containers or pots and jars to drop drops of water downwards.
The apparatus for dropping water varied from place to place, and accuracy was always an issue.
With the hourglass, not only did timepieces become easy to standardise, but the small size and portability of this item made it possible to popularise its use on a large scale.
The hourglass became an important invention of Shacheng and was widely spread.
Then again, considering the fact that there were already very few funeral tribes that incorporated the Yao faith.
The name of a hero was well deserved.
Lu Yao clicked on the name and the screen jumped to somewhere outside Sand City.
Funeral Horn was confronting a Sword Bearer named Negative Sword Carp.
With the birth of the hero, Funeral Horn had its own stand-up picture.
On the picture was a zombie-looking man who wore a white robe and was attending to a ghostly patient with a pale figure.
Underneath is written a sentence.
–Invent the timer, and you’ll see how heavy the procrastination disease is.
……
[Dragonborn LV21] Funeral Horns
Life Value: 1499/1499
Mana: 573/573
Damage: 22
Defence: 15
Speed: 12
[Tombstone Builder]
[Ghost Healer LV4
[Ascend the Dragon]
Entering the [Ride the Dragon to Ascend the Sky] state in extreme anger, all attributes increase dramatically, duration is related to the level of this ability.
……
Lu Yao noticed that the Funeral Horn and that Negative Sword Carp were fighting at this time.
Cut to the battle screen.
Funeral Horn was covered in white gas, with [Ride the Dragon to Heaven] displayed above his head, his damage had reached 30, his defence had increased to 23, and his speed had come to 15 points, completely crushing the opposite Negative Sword Carp.
Negative Sword Carp also had a LV20 level, she was still bouncing around, the wooden sword in her hand could actually do a small range of spaced out slashes and stabs, but could only do relatively low damage to Funeral Horn.
The attribute panel was fully suppressed, allowing her to quickly reach the bottom of her blood count.
Both sides broke away from the battle screen.
Funeral Horn broke his opponent’s wooden sword and threw it on the ground, “Have you made enough of a scene!”
An exclamation mark suddenly appeared on his head.
“This is the will of the gods ……”
Funeral Horn immediately sat down on his knees in gratitude, “It is an immense honour to receive the gift of Lord Yao God, Funeral Horn will definitely stand firm in his faith and continue to contribute to Sand City.”
After a good while, he stood up and looked to the side, “Why do you keep pestering me? If you should be healing, go heal, if you want to fight go to the martial arts convention, I’m just a ghost healer.”
Across the room, the severely injured Negative Sword Carp butted in, “Fighting is how Negative Sworders show their appreciation and gratitude, and I’ll be back to see you again.”
“And can you stop breaking my wooden sword, it’s the third one you’ve destroyed.”
“I’ll break it again if you dare!”
She complained to no avail, and left with a skip and a jump.
A cloud of thoughts flew out of Funeral Horn’s head, “This world is getting really sick. I’ll have to prescribe her some medicine next time.”
……
This situation was something Lu Yao did not expect.
The Sword Bearer clan and this world did not adapt very well.
