The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

Green didn't waste any time. He rushed to John as soon as he finished speaking. He pulled off a piece of fabric from his pants, bandaged his brother's left arm as quickly as possible, and then picked him up.

The blood quickly penetrated the thin cloth, and the hemostatic effect was quite limited.

"Kill him, brother." John's voice became weaker and weaker, "No one will know that we killed him, there are no witnesses."

Green turned his attention to Loha. Loha was sitting on the ground, still holding the large ax in his left hand to guard against, but he had already taken out the mobile phone in his pocket with his right hand. He gritted his teeth and stared at Green.

"Ellie, if I die, remember it was Green who killed me," Loha yelled into the phone. "No, daughter, don't come to me. He will silence you too. Just stay at home. As long as I don't make a sound, it means I am dead. Tell everyone in the camp that I was killed." Sheriff them"

stupid brother

The other party is not as stupid as you think.

Green did not kill Loha. His younger brother John was bleeding profusely and needed emergency treatment. Instead of using his time to kill a little man whose right leg was crippled, Green wanted to use his time to repair his brother.

At this moment, Green was carrying his severed arm around his waist and holding his younger brother in his arms as he hurried on. The distance to Grief's camp was no longer far.

"elder brother."

John's vision was blurry.

"I never knew my brother's embrace was so warm."

"" Green felt his brother John's increasingly cold body temperature. He knew that his brother's blood loss exceeded what ordinary people could bear, "We're almost there, hold on."

"Brother, I can definitely hold on because you are here."

"I'm not omnipotent," Green said.

"Nonsense, since I was a child, my brother has been the most powerful and even my father only cares about you." John smiled weakly.

Grief Camp is located in the safe zone. Compared to the outside world, there are no monsters, no radiation, very low pollution levels, and food is grown here.

Most of the buildings in the camp are wooden houses and tents, and there are also seemingly high-end stone and brick houses.

There are all kinds of survivors living here. Some of them are free sojourners with considerable assets. They pay a monthly living fee to Grif in exchange for living in the camp without having to work. Some of them are laborers, that is, There is no need to pay residence fees, and Grif provides food and accommodation for him, but he has to do some fixed hard work every day and listen to Grif's orders to a certain extent.

"Doctor Strange, I leave my brother to you."

This wooden house is filled with various medical equipment and two beds.

The man in front of Green was named Stephen Strange. He was once a famous American surgeon. With his superb medical skills, he was praised by the outside world as God's gift to the surgical community. Flashdance..

At the same time, Green, who is familiar with the plot of American comics, also knows that this person later became Doctor Strange.

But now that the world has become like this, will Strange still go to the Himalayas to practice magic with the Ancient One?

Green shook his head secretly, obviously not anymore.

Strange glanced at John who was in a coma and said, "He lost too much blood. There is almost no blood left. It is a miracle that he is still alive after such a long time."

Green smiled bitterly. His brother's survival was not a miracle, but a strong gene. This tenacious vitality was inherited from Jin Bin.

"Then I'll trouble you, Doctor Strange."

"It's not possible for others, but it's extremely easy for me." Strange's brows showed full confidence, which made Green sigh in relief.

"There is almost a chance that the arm will be reattached."

"As I said, the phrase "extremely relaxed" also includes arms. The best time to recover after a severed limb is replanted is within 6 hours." Strange said.

It would be great to be out of danger. As for Green's broken arm, he didn't have high hopes. Although it was a simple operation according to the top neurosurgeons in front of him, the fundamental problem was that with the medical equipment he now had, it was really difficult. Is it extremely relaxing?

"Your brother left the safe zone" Strange asked while putting on his gloves. He wanted to know the cause of this injury.

"There was a little conflict with Loha," Green said.

Nodding, without asking any more questions, Strange looked at Green, "One hundred thousand dollars, down payment."

"Whatever the full amount is, I'll pay it directly."

Green looked at Strange and paid the full price directly. This was considered a test to see whether Strange was really sure that the operation would be successful.

"Five hundred thousand." Strange said, "You know things are expensive now. Airdrops consume material resources and the conditions are poor, so the surgery fee is also expensive, and Griff will charge half of it."

Indeed, replanting a severed limb was not so expensive in the past. Green has lived in New York for more than 20 years, so he naturally understands how much the original price was.

Fortunately, half a million US dollars is not a problem for Green. Before the world was in chaos, Green inherited and expanded some of Kingpin's entertainment venues. The management was quite good and the income was considerable.

Although the things he ran had been completely destroyed by the war, as long as the funds were still in his personal account, Green had the ability to mobilize funds to do what he wanted to do.

But this also shows that it is difficult to move forward without money in this world. The rich before the end of the world can now experience the life of the petty bourgeoisie. The petty bourgeoisie before the end of the world can now experience the life of ordinary people. The common people before the end of the world are now either dead or living the same life. Like a beggar. ..

Green could afford doctors to perform replantation operations on severed limbs, but many people died of injuries and infections because they could not afford the expensive medical bills.

When supplies are scarce, they will become extremely expensive, and the same is true for medical supplies. For most doctors, if these supplies can be used to save the rich, why should they save the poor?

It’s not that they have lost their medical ethics, but for them, the supplies are only enough to save a few people. If you save the rich and the poor, you will die, and if you save the poor, the rich will die, so whoever gives the money can save whoever is the most fair. After all, doctors We also need to eat. If we don’t have money, how can we buy medical supplies?

After leaving, Green walked towards the wooden house where he lived. His wooden house was very large. From a distance, it felt like it stood out from the crowd.

There are many large high-conversion rate generators located in the camp, and people are busy. Many people will say hello to Green when they see him, and Green will most of the time respond with a nod and a smile.

Pushing the door open and returning home, Green saw a bench with a black cat coiled on it.

"Green, I feel like you're causing trouble."

A girl's voice sounded from Green's mind.

Green smiled. This was the spiritual communication between the cat in front of him and him. He didn't speak, but responded to the cat with psychic waves in the same way.

"It was my brother who caused the trouble."

Green had a headache just looking at the cat.

Ever since Green was born in this world, the cat had often peeked at him on the windowsill and in various places on the cabinet. Later, when Green learned that the cat was his golden finger, he was in a good mood at the time. After all, he was just born. At that time, he thought he didn't have a golden finger.

However, when he knew the specific function of the golden finger, his mood plummeted.

Isn't this a double-edged sword that will give me a few more lives? It may even trick me.

When he was two years old, Green was secretly performed a so-called blessing ceremony by the black cat. After that, Green had nine lives and a system was bound to his brain.

Every time you die, each basic attribute increases, and you randomly obtain a talent and a negative characteristic from the database.

Hem Heng, you may not become stronger if you die, and you may be deceived by negative characteristics. I didn't get any blessings in my previous life, and I was stuck with a useless golden finger. I have been struggling in this world for more than 20 years, and the timeline has reached the end. The Battle of New York was fought and nothing was accomplished.

Hehehe, as far as my own strength is concerned, it is obtained through normal training.

"Who told you to be immortal?" Black Cat seemed to have noticed Green's thoughts, and said in a sweet voice, "If you die, you will gain talent. For twenty years, you have been cautious and encountered so many dangers. Every time I thought you were going to die. Yes, but you turned danger into safety."

Green rolled his eyes, "I saved the day with my own skills. Do I have to die on my own initiative?"

"Hmph, then it's your fault that you've accomplished nothing and how can you become stronger without dying?" the black cat said arrogantly.

Oh my god, you're just a cat, why are you so expressive?

"I originally wanted to use my background to run a business, expand the industry and earn enough money until I become a world-class rich man. Finally, I wanted to follow the Iron Man route and buy myself a practical steel suit or something. That was also a way out, but who would have thought of it?"

"Well, why don't the plan change? The earth has returned to before liberation overnight. The casinos, nightclubs, and Green Fried Chicken chain restaurants you run have all exploded."

"Are you so gloating about my misfortune? Are you my assistant or my mortal enemy?"

"Who is your assistant, hum?" Black Cat turned its head and made a proud gesture.

Name Greenfisk

current life nine

The current positive talent: Eye of True Sight v1

Current negative characteristics: Localized osteoporosis in the left leg

Strictly speaking, it is not so much the talents and negative characteristics gained at death, but that each life will add a new talent and negative characteristics. Green touched his osteoporotic left leg. He knew this very well, otherwise He couldn't explain why he had negative characteristics even though he didn't die.

This is why Green doesn't dare to die easily. It's tempting to resurrect and gain another talent, but what happened to his left leg tells Green that the consequences he has to bear are equally serious.

His left leg had been broken four times before he was twenty. Fortunately, the medical technology in this world was strong and repairing it was not difficult.

Of course, he has tried to completely cure osteoporosis. However, the disease is called specific osteoporosis, which is not a symptom of the world at all. Conventional medical methods can't do anything about it.

The passive ability of Eye of True Sight v1 improves dynamic vision, reduces dynamic image blur, and slightly improves night vision. When used actively, at the cost of stomach cramps for ten seconds, it can see through low-level illusions and gain short-term visual penetration ability, and can see what it sees. Objects are transmitted to other people's minds in the form of brain waves.

Existing talents can be upgraded through system tasks, and negative characteristics can be washed away by completing tasks. This is what Green heard from Black Cat.

However, the old-fashioned and mechanical system in my mind has not issued a single task since it was bound to this day.

I asked Black Cat if there was a bug in the system. Black Cat said this at the time. I spent all my magic power to bind the relic system to you through a ritual. That system is the treasure of my clan, the shaman priest once said. But it is a relic that can allow humans to evolve into gods. How can you suspect that it has bugs? It must be that the time has not come yet.

I don’t believe in the so-called golden finger anymore. Why did you choose me to help you demon cat clan fight against natural enemies? Even if the ruins system can only bind human babies, there are other options. It’s just because your shaman prophet said that the Fisk family of New York will A suitable host was born, but my behavior as a baby was different from normal people?

Of course, helping Black Cat's tribe is a thing of the past. After the Battle of New York, Black Cat lost contact with her tribe. She may be the last demon cat in the world.

"By the way, what happened to your brother?" Black Cat turned his head back.

"It is said that he chopped off Loja's daughter's ring finger." Green said, "I didn't ask for any reason, but I had a rough guess."

"Hmph, I really think you can just ignore him. There is no need to offend some people for him." Black Cat blinked, "After all, my magic power has been exhausted. If there are more and more enemies, nine lives will not be enough for you." dead."

The fire in the fireplace was dying.

"When I was first born in this world, I did not have the concept of relatives, but after living together for twenty years, beasts will have feelings, not to mention that I have flesh and blood." Green said while taking off his leather jacket, "If it were you who met Even if you are in danger, I will protect you at all costs."

"So and so asked you to protect me. I just lost my magic power temporarily." Black Cat's face turned slightly red, which was strange.

"It will get cold in the house soon." Green said, wrapping the body-heated leather jacket around the cat gently, "The heat source was delayed today, I will get it back after the matter is taken care of. "

"You should take more care of your sister, she has another chuunibyou problem." The black cat huddled in the leather jacket, feeling the comfort brought by the warmth.

I knocked lightly on my sister's room door, and the door opened quickly.

The person who opened the door was not her sister Lindsay, but a short girl with gray hair and a scar on her face. She was wearing a dirty maid uniform, and her gray pupils looked a little dull.

The girl in front of her is named Sylvie. She was bought by her brother John at an underground auction two years ago.

They were not allowed to exist at that time, but there were so many things going on in the Marvel world that were not known to anyone.

The girl in front of him had grown up among rich people all her life. This situation seemed to have improved now, but Green still saw fear in her eyes.

The source of the fear was that her brother John had beaten her in private, or was it just that she had not emerged from the shadow of the previous cruel master?