Original God, looking for the heart

"Demon scale disease?" After thinking about this term carefully, Mo Bei was sure that he had never heard of it before.

The hospital's smart screen then displayed information about magic scale disease.

What caught the eye was the patient's skin covered with gray-black scales. The arms, back, neck...it looks like the skin of a snake. The densely packed scales can't help but frighten people.

The screen was still scrolling, and Mo Bei picked up several important pieces of information:

First of all, the cause of Demon Scale is unknown, but it is temporarily prevalent in Xumi and is a contagious disease.

Secondly, infectious conditions are characterized by starting in the skin. In the initial state, the affected skin will only feel numb. Then as the condition worsens, the patient will lose strength and occasionally lose feeling in his fingers. Eventually, patients will lose control of their bodies and completely lose their ability to move.

"Hmm...that's why Dina Zedei accidentally turned the table over."

The final point is simple - there is no cure for this disease yet.

"Even Xumi, who is known for his wisdom, can't find a solution." Mo Bei thought, if the skirmishers really became the gods of Xumi, then solving the disease would be a problem they should think about sooner or later. If he found some way to alleviate this condition, wouldn't that be considered a help?

He came to Dina Zede's room. In order not to disturb the patient, Mo Bei deliberately walked lightly.

Unexpectedly, Dina Zedai woke up quickly this time. She was a little discouraged and grabbed a corner of the quilt in dissatisfaction: "It's really... back here again."

"Are you awake? Do you need me to call your bodyguard?"

"No, thank you for sending me here."

"If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

"Please wait a moment." The other party stopped her, "Can you please send me another thing?"

"Shouldn't this kind of thing be left to your bodyguard?"

Facing Mo Bei's cold eyes, Dina Zedai's confidence seemed a little lacking: "Because... I'm not allowed at home. They will try their best to send me back."

"Okay, but you need to tell me first what to send and your intention-"

At the very least, he needs to confirm whether what he is helping is within a reasonable range. If something bad was shipped...he didn't want to get involved.

Fortunately, what Dina Zedai asked Mo Bei to send was a small sum of money - to celebrate the birthday of the Little Lucky Grass King. Perhaps because the other party saved her, Dina Zedai safely handed over all the money to Mo Bei.

"Please leave it to Miss Nilu from the Grand Bazaar. I will repay your kindness next time." "It's a little effort."

——Xumi, Grand Bazaar——

Nilu's whereabouts are not difficult to find out. One is the other party’s daily life, mainly staying at the Zubair Theater. The second is reputation. As a relatively famous dancer in the entire Sumeru, there will always be someone who knows where she is going. It's a coincidence that I came here today, Nilu is under the stage of the theater.

The girl is slender and wears a sea-blue dance costume with cutouts. The orange-red twin ponytails are waist-length, and above it is a gorgeous double-horned crown, which is black.

"Is this Miss Nilu?" Mo Bei raised his hand in front of his chest and bowed slightly, saluting the other party.

The dancer held the edge of the skirt and bent her knees slightly: "Hello, sir, I am Nilu."

"Miss Dina Zedai asked me to bring something to you." In the blink of an eye, a bag containing Mora appeared in Mo Bei's palm. "The lady said that this is the fund for the birthday of Mr. Little Lucky Grass King."

"On behalf of the Zubair Theater, I would like to thank the kind-hearted Miss Dina Zedei." Nilu took the money bag with both hands, with a faint smile on her face.

"If you can, I would like to ask you if you know the reason why the lady insists on participating in this event?"

"I think it's because of my admiration for Mr. Little Lucky Grass King."

According to Nilu, the family in which Dina Zede lived did not recognize her, not to mention that she later contracted the magic scale disease. Since then, her health has gradually weakened, and her family no longer allows her to leave the house.

The new seedling was scared. She no longer wanted to be trapped in this cage. It was the appearance of Lord Grass God... to be precise, it was Lord Grass God in the dream.

She softly called Dina Zede's name and listened to the child's "wish".

The child raised his head and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "Can you cure my disease?"

"I'm sorry, with my temporary strength I can't..."

"I understand, then - are you willing to be my friend?" The child still raised his head and stared nervously at the sunshine above his head.

"of course can."

…In dreams, children don’t have to cover their ears to avoid thunder or swallow morning pills. A touch of green branches stretched out around her mother's skirt, and she accompanied little Dina Zedai to count the petals on the skirt.

The image of the little auspicious Grass King was added to Mo Bei's heart. Judging from his travels, this is undoubtedly the most "benevolent" god.

Participating in the birthday of the god you believe in is indispensable for Dina Zede.

However, since the other party's mission has been completed, it is better to "resurrect" it.

——Hospital, Dina Zede’s ward——

Mo Bei politely knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

"Miss Dina Zedai, I have delivered the funds."

"Thank you for your hard work. I'm sorry for knocking over your round rice pagoda before. If you don't mind, you might as well leave your address and I will send someone to give you the compensation later."

"That's not necessary." Mo Bei waved his hand, "If you are willing, I would like to try to help you draw out some of the elemental power accumulated in your body."

"Is this really possible?" If he can really bring out some elements, then he will definitely be able to attend the Little Lucky Grass King's birthday on time! "What do you need in return? As long as I can give you..."

Mo Bei walked to Dina Zedai's bedside: "Actually, you have already paid in another way - today, I heard a good story."

"So, the little Lucky Grass King is still waiting for you to attend her birthday."

The sky blue surges in the eyes, faintly exuding fluorescence. Mo Bei slowed down his breathing - gradually, the elemental power in the room gradually began to mobilize with his breathing. His consciousness was focused on Dina Zedai, and Zhu Yue helped him filter out the unnecessary sight...

Ah, he saw: the dense blood vessels and the color of the blood.

His eyes keenly caught the black aura swimming in his blood vessels. Follow the direction of their flow and eventually target the internal organs.

That's right. In terms of the degree of accumulation, it is indeed serious.

Concentrate the power on your fingertips and break it into fine elemental molecules to lure the aura into taking the bait.

Sure enough, some black energy overflowed from Dina Zedai's hand.

"Zhu Yue, can you lend me a little more power?"

The giant dragon did not respond, but instead weaved a net around Mo Bei. In this way, you don't have to worry about them running back to Dina Zedei's body, you just need to slowly shrink the encirclement circle.

The strange thing is that this black aura seems to be conscious. They sensed the approach of an unknown force... and all of a sudden they all rushed towards Mo Bei, as if they wanted to fight to the death.

"!"

Zhu Yue immediately tightened the "cage", but some gas still leaked out.

"Fingers, so numb." A few gray-black scales climbed up Mo Bei's fingertips, swallowing his skin inch by inch like a snake. These are the second and more deadly ones, the "malice" contained in the black energy.

Roaring, anger, sadness, anxiety, despair...the negative emotions are chaotic and penetrate into the bone marrow. The consumption of reason is replaced by the encroachment of beastliness.

"No, not here."

The sense of smell is amplified, even the blood droplets on the tip of the needle are so fragrant; the blood flowing in the veins of Dina Zede is so tempting...

The pupils shrank and trembled, and even the canine teeth became weak with excitement.

My own voice suddenly sounded in my mind: "It's qualified food~"

"Well!"

Just when Mo Bei thought he was about to lose control, all the negative feelings faded away.

He stared at his fingertips blankly, and the gray-black scales disappeared.

"The food was good today. Long time no see. Did you miss me?"

"You are...?" Judging from the voice, it was Golden House, and the one who used his tentacles to resist the naginata when General Raiden used his sword.

"For the sake of the food you brought - you can call me from now on. Listen, I allow you to call me -"

"chaos."

……