Chapter 255 Apple
Chapter 255 Apple
After leaving the archives, Mark and Ran Bing remained silent, deeply shocked by what had happened that day.
Ran Bing had another mission and left alone, while Mark went to find Jing Nan to return the access key.
Arriving at the place where the hunters live, as the core department of the lighthouse and the strongest fighting force, the hunters have suffered the most casualties throughout history, so they enjoy extremely high treatment even among the upper class.
On this lighthouse, according to rank, only hunters and high-ranking officials from various departments can stay in single rooms, and the food is the best.
Mark and his men suffered heavy casualties after going down there, so it is necessary to select capable personnel from the reserves to replace them.
Ran Bing was in charge of this matter.
Inventory the supplies, vacate the rooms, and arrange for new hunters to move in.
Seeing his companions, who had been laughing and chatting together not long ago, now unable to even bring back their bodies, he was in a bad mood.
"Lieutenant Ran Bing, the room has been cleaned and is ready to be allocated to other residents at any time."
He glanced at them, nodded to the two, and said, "Go and inform the other hunters."
The two turned and left.
“That Penny is a disgrace to the people, she actually hoarded Lighthouse supplies, huh.”
"Good heavens, these are banned books! My God, are these all banned books?"
"Shouldn't the hunters be the most law-abiding? And this is Captain Mark's man."
"Yes."
Ran Bing watched the two leave, her brows furrowing slightly. Ever since the three laws were promulgated, such things have occasionally happened on the Lighthouse, and the consequences are often dire.
If it is only a commoner who oversteps the boundaries, the punishment is usually just physical punishment, and not execution.
However, if it involves personal feelings, like what is happening now, once discovered and made public, one must be executed in public.
Even books involving this type of subject have been banned.
Noticing that the two had left behind a notebook, Ran Bing picked it up.
……
Lighthouse, inside the aerial farm.
Qin Ming looked at the apple tree in front of him. It was the only fruit tree on the entire lighthouse. Apart from that, there were only some ordinary weeds and land used to grow wheat.
A wisp of spiritual energy condensed into liquid and dripped from the fingertip, landing on a blade of grass.
A faint sense of life gradually enveloped the grass, and the grass changed, becoming even more lush and vibrant green, its leaves swaying gently.
A moment later, the grass remained just grass, unchanged.
Although it is still just a blade of grass, if it were obtained by someone who knows how to cultivate spirits, this blade of grass could save a human from at least fifty years of arduous cultivation of the wood element.
They directly possess the talent and basic spiritual power of wood-type spirit control.
With a sigh, Qin Ming knew that this level had exceeded the scope of ordinary healing methods, but it still couldn't reach the point of creating living beings.
His obsession with creating life stemmed from the fact that his life force was not inexhaustible.
When he first refined the "Life-Giving Pill" for Naga, he said that the Life-Giving Pill would consume his life force.
Life arises from the combination of "living spirit" and "material spirit".
Among them, special beings can transfer their healing abilities to others, thereby extending the lifespan of the recipient; this is the essence of the healing system.
As for things like Soling forcibly devouring other living beings, it can only increase spiritual power, not increase the number of living beings, and naturally it cannot increase lifespan.
Qin Ming doesn't know how long he can live now. Maybe it will be thousands of years, maybe tens of thousands of years, or even longer. There are also plenty of living beings.
But he knew that he was not truly eternal.
It wasn't that he was attached to life; he hadn't reached that point yet. It was just that he had truly reached the end of the path of spiritual cultivation. The only thing he couldn't understand now was where these unique healing beings came from.
Why can we give life to others, but not create life directly?
call……
A hang glider landed in the sky.
Qin Ming looked up and saw Mark and Ran Bing with a little girl.
The little girl seems to have a congenital disease that is incurable on the lighthouse. If Li Qingning were here, she might have intervened directly.
Qin Ming smiled, wondering why he had suddenly thought of these things.
Let alone Li Qingning, even Laozi would probably have built shelters for humanity on the ground.
The problem of the Devouring Beasts is also easy to solve; a single formation can completely isolate the fluctuations of human life essence.
The same approach applied to humans and "evolved humans" is actually applicable to both.
Mark and Ran Bing parked the hang glider in the farm, and two Dust People children came over and helped their companion down.
"This machine is really cool, but it breaks down too easily."
"But I fell from up there and I was fine."
"You rock."
Three children huddled around the hang glider, chatting. It was their first time here. The little boy with a buzz cut seemed oblivious to the atmosphere and suddenly said, "But you're going to die in a few days."
"...Whoa!!"
On the lighthouse, death is not uncommon, and no one cares whether a mortal lives or dies.
Qin Ming walked to the side, raised his hand and cured the little girl's illness. For him, as long as the soul had not completely dissipated, it would not be difficult to save it.
"It's him……"
Mark and Ran Bing noticed Qin Ming, exchanged a glance, and walked over.
Qin Ming handed three apples to the three children. Although the little girl didn't know she wouldn't die, she quickly recovered and happily ate the apples.
For the people on the lighthouse, especially the dust dwellers, they could only survive on insect cakes.
Even the upper class can only get the most basic protein and carbohydrates. Vitamins are out of the question. The common people can hardly get any in their entire lives and can only barely survive on their bodies.
For them, apples were the most delicious thing they had ever eaten.
Seeing this, Mark asked, "Are you a farm worker?"
"Not really."
Mark frowned slightly, then continued, "So who exactly are you?"
Ran Bing told the three children to finish the apples before going back, and not to hide the cores.
If a commoner is found to have eaten food from a superior person without permission, the consequences will be severe, as this is also within the three laws of social hierarchy.
Everything from the most basic food, shelter, and clothing to names has been clearly defined.
The common people don't even have names.
Qin Ming looked at Mark and said, "Who I am is not important. Want an apple? It's on me."
As he spoke, Qin Ming flipped his hand and pulled out two more apples from somewhere.
Mark and Ran Bing were both stunned; they hadn't seen where Qin Ming had taken it from at all.
Mark said somewhat seriously, "The aerial farm only has one apple tree. In order to provide more nutrients to the basic crops, we haven't planted many more. Every ripe fruit is registered and given as a prize to the Lighthouseman who has made a contribution."
"Is it a member of the upper class? A commoner could never accumulate enough contribution points for such a fruit in a lifetime, let alone have the authority to buy it."
Qin Ming casually tossed one to the two of them, then took one out for himself and took a bite.
To be frank about the current situation at the lighthouse, this is reality.
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