Douluo: I am the super administrator, the mastermind behind all this!

Chapter 18: Rain and dew are equally shared!
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The old man who was taking Emperor Xue Ye's pulse had a look of doubt and uncertainty on his face.

He took out a needle box from his pocket and took out a silver needle.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me if I have offended you."

After saying that, the old man took the silver needle and inserted it into the blood vessel in Emperor Xue Ye’s wrist.

Dark red blood slowly flowed out, staining the needle tip red.

It seemed that the silver needle was made not only of silver, but also of other special materials.

As soon as it came into contact with blood, the silver needle quickly turned black until it became like charcoal.

The old man took back the silver needle, put it to his nose and sniffed it, then smeared it on his fingers and rubbed it lightly back and forth.

After a long while, he took out a handkerchief to wipe the silver needle and his hands, and his expression had become extremely solemn.

The old man's performance made Emperor Xue Ye frown, wondering what this medical genius meant.

At this time, Ning Fengzhi also came over and asked at the right time:

"What's wrong, Master An? Is there any hidden illness in His Majesty's body?"

The old man called Master An nodded solemnly and said:
"Your Majesty, there is a very powerful toxin hidden in your body, and you have been poisoned for quite some time, at least over a year."

"If you leave it alone, your Majesty's health will deteriorate day by day, and you will die of the poison within ten years."

Upon hearing this conclusion, everyone in the room except Ning Rongrong was shocked.

The current Emperor Xue Ye is only in his sixties, which is the prime of life for a high-level spirit master.

Even if I live another forty years, it won’t be a problem.

What kind of poison could shorten his life by thirty years without anyone noticing?
Ning Fengzhi quickly asked:

"Master An, what kind of poison is this? Is there a way to break it?"

Emperor Xue Ye was also a little panicked at this time. He didn't expect that he was poisoned.

As for whether what Master An said was true or false, Emperor Xue Ye had no doubts.

Master An was brought by Ning Fengzhi, and he trusted Ning Fengzhi enough.

Moreover, everyone saw the reaction of the silver needle, which was a sign of poisoning.

Master An did not answer immediately, but asked:
"Your Majesty, do you often wake up in the middle of the night and feel your heart beating faster?"

"Also, do you feel shortness of breath, numbness and itchiness in your hands and feet every time it rains?"

As Emperor Xue Ye listened to the symptoms described by Master An, his expression became increasingly grim.

"Yes, I have these symptoms every day."

Master An nodded upon hearing this and said:
"That's right, Your Majesty. You were infected with a very rare mixed poison."

"Although this poison does not usually cause any abnormal symptoms, the toxins will accumulate and gradually erode your body. By the time it breaks out, it will be too late to save you."

Ning Fengzhi quickly asked:
"Master An, is there any way to detoxify?"

Master An nodded and said:

"Fortunately, I found it early. If it was one or two years later, I would be helpless."

"I need time to prepare the antidote. If I want to cure this kind of mixed poison, the required medicinal materials are very difficult to find."

"If I can find all the herbs, I am 80% sure that Your Majesty can be completely cured. At the very least, I can delay the onset of the poison by ten years."

After receiving Master An's affirmative answer, Emperor Xue Ye couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since it concerns his own life, Xue Ye dare not delay.

He quickly called his personal eunuch and asked him to prepare medicinal herbs for Master An.

Ning Fengzhi took Ning Rongrong back to the wing on the west side of the imperial city.

On the way, Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong with surprise in his eyes.

He never expected that what Ning Rongrong said was actually true.

After getting off the carriage, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but ask:
"Rongrong, who exactly is the god you're talking about?"

Ning Rongrong walked into the door of the wing room with a smug smile on her face, and jumped with her hands behind her back.

"He is not a human, but an omnipotent god. Not only is he well-versed in history, he also knows the future!"

"He told me many prophecies, one of which was the poison in your Majesty's body."

"The second is... our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will be destroyed in the near future!" Having said this, Ning Rongrong stopped talking and turned to run to her room.

Ning Fengzhi was startled, and hurriedly chased forward, asking anxiously:
"The sect is destroyed? Rongrong, what on earth is going on?"

But Ning Rongrong opened the door of her room and said:

"Okay, I'm going to the God Realm to see the Lord God. He will tell me how to save the sect. When I come back, I will tell you in detail!"

After saying that, he slammed the door shut, leaving Ning Fengzhi standing outside in the wind, disheveled.

……

Year 2645, Wuhun City.

Ning Rongrong slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on the bed.

She knew without even thinking that her body felt very cool.

Since the second time, she has never woken up with her clothes fully on.

"Welcome back to God's world."

Familiar voice, familiar lines.

Chen Zhong stood beside the bed and raised his hand to try if the feel had changed.

And just then.

Ning Rongrong, who was originally lying on the bed, immediately raised her waist slowly.

With her legs bent under her belly and her head still pressed against the sheets, she was in an "I'm ready" posture.

Ning Rongrong: ω (mysterious symbol)
Chen Zhong didn't expect that Ning Rongrong actually learned to answer questions quickly.

He raised his eyebrows and slapped him hard.

Snapped!
"ah--!!"

……

After an intense training session.

Chen Zhong was lying on the bed, holding Ning Rongrong in his left hand and opening the backstage with his right hand.

Select the projection function and enter the command - play Ning Rongrong's recent memory.

Now that I have already said that I am an omnipotent god who knows everything about the past and the present and the future, I will not hide it anymore.

Directly use administrator privileges to watch Ning Rongrong's memories after returning to the surface world.

With his intervention, the original world line has been changed.

Therefore, Chen Zhong must know what happened in the surface world.

If I ask Ning Rongrong and let her tell the story on her own initiative, it would seem that I, as a god, have no dignity.

Watching in the background in this way can save a lot of effort, and you can also fast forward at twice the speed, killing two birds with one stone.

But in this way, although Chen Zhong was more efficient, he was not very friendly to Ning Rongrong.

Every word you say, every thing you do throughout the day.

Even every move was played out on the spot, down to the smallest detail.

This is simply social death, execution in public.

Although, this “crowd” only includes Chen Zhong.

But even so, it's very shameful.

Ning Rongrong's pretty face turned as red as a tomato. She buried her face in Chen Zhong's arms, not daring to look at the screen.

However, the sound could not be blocked out, and it gave her goose bumps all over her body.

Those ten little toes, as white and tender as mutton-fat jade, all tightened and closed, as if they wanted to create a subspace of another world out of thin air.

With great difficulty, I watched the entire process at triple speed and the public execution ended.

Chen Zhong reached down with his left hand and patted Ning Rongrong's soft, plump flesh that had been beaten red.

"Since you've been so obedient today, I can't be partial to you."

"I'm giving you a great opportunity. Whether you can grasp it or not depends on you."

It can only be understood, not expressed in words.

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(End of this chapter)