Chapter 829 Treatment Method

"With the huge supply of vitality, the lord forcibly absorbed the golden blood, and he succeeded in the end. It is really incredible."

"However, the disadvantages are also very obvious. Life energy and golden blood confront each other, forming a relatively balanced state in the body, which is the critical point between death and death."

"Under such circumstances, although he barely survived and his condition seemed better than that of Zhang Wei and others, the situation was actually worse."

"Once the balance is broken, it will be completely swallowed by the golden blood, without any room for change."

Hearing these words, everyone's faces turned ugly, and the atmosphere was very gloomy.

"Isn't there a solution?"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Mr. Luo's face. After thinking for a while, he said: "I can't think of a way to treat them with conventional methods."

“What about the unconventional?”

"If it is an unconventional method, there is still a chance to try it, and it may have some effect, but everyone needs to be mentally prepared for what the final result will be."

Qin Zhenjun and Yang Zhenghe looked solemn and did not make decisions without authorization. Instead, they looked at Zhong Maiyun.

Relationships also involve distance or distance. Since Zhong Maiyun is here, she must follow her opinions.

Zhong Maiyun lowered her eyes and asked, "Tell me, what are some unconventional methods?"

"First of all, it looks like a ghost. The lord's consciousness is not damaged, but his body is abnormal. Using this method can directly freeze the balance in the body, which can be regarded as an alternative type of treatment."

After Mr. Luo finished speaking, no one answered. Everyone looked at each other and frowned.

This method is indeed feasible. Using a ghost-like body to replace the body that is now in danger, the success rate is still quite high.

The same goes for Zhang Wei, Aileen, and An Changlin. In this way, they can be transformed into ghosts to get them out of their current state.

However, no one dares to make up his mind, let alone make a decision.

Let’s not talk about whether the ghost ghost is 100% successful. Even if it is successful, today’s technology is not enough to create a high-quality ghost ghost.

At most, he would be like the previous soldier, a dead lump with limited mobility.

And it has almost no strength and no potential for development.

Because no matter what, this is an imperfect experiment and not enough to support normal use.

"Is there any other way?"

"have."

Mr. Luo pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Totem!"

"If there is really no solution, we can try to turn the lord into a totem."

"The Lion King was a good example before. He was transformed into a totem when he was on the verge of death. Not only did he resurrect from the dead, but he also controlled that power."

"True, there is a high probability that the lord will succeed. He may even have the opportunity to completely control the power of death and life in his body in the form of a totem!"

"only……"

Speaking of this, Mr. Luo hesitated, as if he had something to hide.

But even if 놛 didn't say anything, everyone present understood what 놛 wanted to say.

This method is indeed good, but it has a big drawback, that is death!

Becoming a totem means that Qi Yuan needs to die once and completely loses his identity as a seeker. He is no longer the owner of the shelter and is not recognized by the system.

What impact this will have, no one can be sure.

The worst possibility is that after losing the identity of the Sanctuary Lord, he will no longer be able to control his destiny, and will be directly out of balance and swallowed directly by the golden blood.

"What kind of bad methods are these? Is there anything more reliable?"

Zhao Cheng looked helpless, his eyebrows twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan", and he said speechlessly: "Why are there such ambiguous plans? Isn't there a radical cure?"

Mr. Luo is very helpless. He is only a professor of botany. He has only been in the foggy world for a few years and his knowledge is very limited. How can he know this?

What's more, the quality of the things in Qi Yuan's body has exceeded the rare level, how can it be analyzed by 놛?

Even, 놛 only vaguely stated the method of forming golden blood, but did not understand its essence at all, let alone cure it.

Yang Zhenghe rubbed his eyebrows with difficulty, feeling a little tired. He had been busy for a while, first leading the battle, and then cleaning up the mess after the war.

Then after hearing about Qi Yuan's accident, he hurried over again and hasn't rested until now.

Yang Zhenghe whispered: "Both of these methods...are not suitable."

"On the one hand, the success rate is too low, and it all comes at the cost of death. It might directly kill Qi Yuan."

"On the other hand, don't be too anxious. Qi Yuan's situation is relatively good. At least the balance has been maintained. We still have time, so let's think of more solutions."

"However, Zhang Wei, Irene, and An Changlin are in even more critical condition. They are almost unable to bear the golden blood. If there is no other way in the end... they will have no choice but to transform into totems."

Yang Zhenghe's suggestion is very persuasive and is the voice of everyone. It is the best choice now.

Qin Zhenjun nodded in agreement: "Indeed, let's think about other methods."

Then at this moment, a very weak voice suddenly sounded.

But the first moment everyone heard the sound, they immediately stopped talking and turned their heads sharply to look at the barrel behind them.

"Everyone... don't worry too much about me, and don't... don't help them... with treatment. I'll figure it out."

Qi Yuan made a sound with great effort, his body was like a stuck gear, any movement required a lot of energy and spirit.

"Are you awake?"

Zhong Maiyun excitedly grabbed Qi Yuan's hand, but stopped at the last moment and could only grab the edge of the barrel: "How do you feel?"

Qi Yuan smiled and said softly: "It's okay, it's better than I thought, I didn't die directly."

Zhong Maiyun's eyes were visibly murderous: "Who told you to use this method? Do you really think you can't die?!"

"Seven perfect peaks, it's really... there's nothing I can do!"

"What, seven perfect peaks?!"

The people around almost exclaimed, looking at Qi Yuan in shock, their mouths wide open for a while.

When they arrived, only Qi Yuan and his men were left. They didn't see who the enemy was, and they didn't know their specific strength, but they knew they must be very strong.

After all, the enemy who could defeat the Lion King, make Zhang Wei and Ai Lin unable to resist, and finally force Qi Yuan to use all means to kill him, must be very strong.

But we never thought that there were 7 perfect-level peak strongmen.

In the entire human hunter, it is extremely difficult to have a perfect-level strongman, let alone a perfect-level peak? !