1215 Repair
“Yes.”
Qiu Yaokang nodded and said no more. He took out the mysterious eyeball that he had just gotten from Fang Heng and began to observe it.
“How’s the eyeball?”
“It’s still in good condition, and there’s no loss of function. It won’t be a big problem to transplant it.” Qiu Yaokang observed the eyeball and continued, “However, due to the lack of nourishment, it has already lost a small part of its abilities. It needs to be transplanted as soon as possible. The longer it takes, the more weakened the eyeball’s abilities will be.”
“Yes, I’ll transplant it immediately after we return to the Land of Plague. I’ll think of a way to stabilize Wangnet first.”
While they were talking, they had already entered the sky above the Land of Plague.
The barbarian’s falcon had a heartfelt fear of the forest that covered the sky. No matter how the others urged it, it didn’t dare to move forward.
Helplessly, Tang Mingyue could only command the falcon to stop at the entrance of the Land of Plague.
Warren had followed the group all the way here, and when he saw the giant sacred tree that enveloped the entire Land of Plague, he could not help but be shocked.
Was this also set up using alchemy?
“Chi Chi Chi…”
Under Fang Heng’s control, the layers of vines in front of him made way for them.
Several vines extended from both sides of the passage in the depths of the forest and quickly condensed into the shape of a ship in front of everyone.
“Let’s go, help him.”
Fang Heng helped Wangnet up and stood on the ship with him.
“Chi! Chi Chi…”
After they stood still, the ship-shaped vines under their feet dragged them quickly through the forest passage.
Warren looked at the scenery around him that was flying past him, and the surprise on his face grew stronger.
How did he do that?
This was the first time he had seen such a powerful spell technique, and he couldn’t help but size up the forest of vines.
After leaving the mausoleum, he saw many things that he had never imagined would happen.
He was already somewhat convinced that Fang Heng was the true inheritor of the Saint.
To be able to have a more outstanding inheritor than him, Warren felt extremely gratified.
He couldn’t help but reveal a self-deprecating smile.
It seemed that he had been locked up in the underground world for too long, and was already out of touch with the outside world.
When they reached the foot of the sacred tree, the ship-shaped vines under their feet quickly disintegrated and spread back to the surroundings.
Fang Heng carried Wangnet on his back and brought him to the temporary laboratory, placing him on the bed.
Qiu Yaokang and Tang Mingyue immediately started to clean up the research room. Sandy stood guard beside them, looking a little anxious.
“Eh? You can?”
Fang Heng was standing in the same place and communicating with the sacred tree with his spiritual power. He sensed the eagerness of the sacred tree.
The sacred tree bloomed with faint stars.
Fang Heng’s eyes lit up.
He suddenly realized that the sacred tree also had auxiliary healing skills. It was just that he had never tried this skill before.
“Alright, give it a try!”
“Chi Chi Chi…”
With Fang Heng’s permission, several vines rolled in through the window not far from the bed and slowly spread toward Wangnet, who was lying on the bed. Then, they gently wrapped around Wangnet, dragged him out of the window, and rose into the air.
Everyone couldn’t help but look out the window.
The gentle green light fell from the sacred tree and landed on Wangnet, who quickly absorbed it.
Eh?
The unconscious Wangnet’s furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and the cracks on his body quickly disappeared and healed.
Tang Mingyue couldn’t help but look happy when she saw Wangnet’s reaction. She pulled on Fang Heng’s sleeve and said, “Look, it’s really effective!
Fang Heng was also a bit surprised.
The effect was actually so good?
He had tried using the holy light on Wangnet to heal him on their way back, but it did not work.
That’s right, this was the sacred tree, Abe Akaya!
Fang Heng felt relieved again.
One had to know that the sacred tree could even lift the curse of the holy realm. What was this as compared to that?
A moment later, the green specks that fell from the sacred tree stopped.
The vines put Wangnet back on the bed.
Qiu Yaokang frowned and stood by the bed to check on Wangnet’s physical condition. He was also surprised.
“How is it?”
“Good news, his injuries have been alleviated for the time being. His life is no longer in danger. He will wake up after a period of rest.”
As he spoke, Qiu Yaokang took a live sample from Wangnet’s body.
Hearing this, Sandy was completely at ease.
After all, Wangnet dragged him along when he was running for his life, and he did not want his benefactor to die just like that.
Sandy’s brows suddenly twitched as he thought of something. He revealed a happy expression and asked, “Does that mean he’ll be fine in the future? If he’s injured, he can come back and rely on the sacred tree for treatment?”
“No, no.”
Qiu Yaokang took the second sample collector and stabbed it into Wangnet’s arm. He continued to explain, “The sacred tree only temporarily healed his injuries.”
“The sacred tree does have a strong ability to repair the body, but it is useless against the virus that’s inside Wangnet.”
“The virus’ damage to the body is still increasing in strength. For now, the healing ability of the sacred tree can temporarily withstand it. However, one day, the destructive power of the virus will directly cause the body to collapse. At that time, there will be no chance of recovery.”
“To completely resolve the virus’ backlash, we still need to do research step by step.”
Qiu Yaokang stood up and walked to the other side, putting the blood sample that was just half-cultivated aside. He then took out Sydney’s eyeball and looked at Fang Heng, asking, “There’s time now. Let’s get this done first. It’s useless after it’s spoiled. Or should we find someone else?”
“It will take more time to prepare for the transplant to someone else, and there may be a risk of death from surgical infection. If it’s you, there’s no need to worry about it. The probability of failure for my transplant is also zero, and I’m sure I can complete the transplant 100%. As for the final effect after the transplant is completed, I can’t guarantee it.”
“Also, this eyeball is different. Using this eyeball requires extra energy, and ordinary people can’t use it.”
Fang Heng nodded to Qiu Yaokang and confirmed, “Will there be any negative effects after the transplant?”
“I can’t guarantee this for now.” Qiu Yaokang shrugged nonchalantly. and continued, “Rejection is possible. Don’t worry, I’ll preserve your eyeball temporarily. At worst, I’ll transplant it back. There won’t be any problems.”
“Alright then, do it.”
Fang Heng made the decision after thinking for a while.
He had fought with Sydney before.
Even without the final stage where he fused with the abyssal worm, Sydney’s strength was still terrifying.
An additional S-level talent would also greatly improve his strength.
Qiu Yaokang quickly changed into a new set of clothes and gloves, and said, “Okay, we’ll start right away. The rest of you can go out for a while.”
Fang Heng didn’t say much and lay on another bed directly.
He was 100% confident in Qiu Yaokang’s ability.
Sydney’s eyeball could not be stored for a long time, it would die soon. In any case, he had spent so much effort so he had to use it quickly.
Just as Qiu Yaokang said, if he felt that it was not good, he could switch back to his original eye!
