I Am God!

Recently, a legend began to spread in Cross City.

Legends about a god who holds knowledge, from whom people can get any knowledge they want.

People say it is a newly born god, a new god who holds all knowledge.

There are also rumors that this is a god created by the creator Insay, just like the king of wisdom Laidlich and the mother of life Sally in myths and legends.

He is generous and benevolent, willing to bestow upon mortals extraordinary gifts and skills.

Leicester went to attend a noble banquet, and several nobles stood in the corner and exchanged this legend.

Because most of the characters involved in the legend have certain identities, and they are all elegant and knowledgeable people, which can be regarded as things in the aristocratic circle.

So the nobles are also keen to talk about such stories.

"Have you heard? The God of Knowledge."

"As long as you pay a price, you can get any knowledge you want. A craftsman can create a magic weapon overnight, and a bad musician can suddenly play music like heaven."

"real or fake?"

"Is that really a god?"

"Really, there is one person in our Cross City who exchanged knowledge."

"It's a painter in the south of the city. No one cared about his paintings before, but suddenly he has the style of Wang Ting's painter, which is completely different from his previous painting style."

This rumor can say everything, but in fact, no one who talks about this kind of legend has ever seen the so-called God of Knowledge.

Leicester just took it as an anecdote and didn't take it seriously.

The banquet was very noisy, and everyone who came in would greet Lester, but Lester was not good at socializing, and just gave a stiff answer.

He was born at the bottom, and he didn't have much in common with these people.

Before the banquet was over, he stood up and walked outside.

"Mr. Lester, you're leaving!" the attendant at the door asked him.

"Some things, let's leave first." Lester nodded.

Once home, he made a beeline for his laboratory.

There are a few of his apprentices looking after him at the hospital. If it wasn't for the more serious patients, Lester would not be too busy.

He also put more thoughts on the laboratory, and wholeheartedly carried out his own "panacea experiment."

In experiments again and again, he also discovered the secret of the power of the bloodstone of life.

"The power of the bloodstone of life is everything that can copy a life."

"It can reproduce a life from beginning to end with only one drop of blood as the source."

This experiment Leicester has tried many times.

Using this method, he produced many trilobites in his water tanks.

From the perspective of bloodline, they belong to the same one.

As for why trilobites were used as experimental subjects, it may be because of the influence of the witch doctor's sentence that trilobites are the ancestors of the trilobites.

Lester wrote his own theory of the panacea on scrolls.

"The power of the blood-sucking worm should come from the life-blood stone. Its function can only be blood-sucking conversion. It is an extraordinary life form created by the left-handed witch doctor with the life-blood stone."

"Then in theory, just record a person's healthiest state."

"By restoring him to his healthiest state, all diseases can be eliminated."

"That is."

"A panacea."

Put the scroll down.

Lester was a little irritable and kept scratching his head.

"but."

"How can one record a person's theoretically healthiest state, and how can this state be applied to everyone?"

"Everyone's body is slightly different, and the bodies of men and women are also different. How to solve such problems?"

The experiment had reached such a point that it was no longer possible for a physician to continue.

He needs extraordinary strength.

Lester suddenly thought of the rumor he heard at the banquet.

The god named knowledge can give everyone the memory and knowledge they want, allowing ordinary people to have talents beyond geniuses overnight, and turning stupid people into learned scholars in an instant.

But just thinking about it, Lester couldn't help laughing.

"That's just a rumor."

"Are you serious?"

Lester would not believe anything, such nonsense that a new god appeared.

After closing the door of the laboratory, Lester returned home,

The wife was reading a book under the oil lamp, and looked at Lester when she heard Lester come in.

"came back?"

Lester nodded.

Then his wife asked him, "Still not going well?"

Lester sighed: "How can it be so simple?"

His wife asked him curiously: "Lester, what exactly do you want to create?"

Lester wanted to talk about it, after all, it was a bit uncomfortable for a person to bury his head in the experiment and have no one to talk to.

But things like life blood stone have a lot to do with it, and if it leaks out, it will cause big trouble, so he held back in the end.

"A very important thing, I can only say a thing that can change the definition of medicine."

His wife hugged him: "No matter what you want to do, I will support you."

Lester: "So you think I'm doing a good thing?"

The wife nodded: "Because I believe that the things you make will surely relieve pain and bring happiness to everyone."

People have misfortunes and blessings, and there are unpredictable things in the sky.

A plague came from the north, first appeared in some villages, and then spread to major cities.

cross city.

Of course there is no exception.

A few years after people said goodbye to war, another disaster was ushered in, and this disaster was even more terrible than war.

In the early days of the plague outbreak, no one noticed it, because it only spread in some villages at the beginning. Many places in this area have not recovered in the past few years due to the sparsely populated areas due to the war.

Some people died of illness, so they have not been paid attention to.

The Leicester Medical Center was surrounded by a group of people, and a patient was brought in.

After several doctors looked at it, they immediately noticed something was wrong.

The patient was obviously dying, but they couldn't figure out what the other person was suffering from.

"Dr. Ridley!"

"Dr. Ridley!"

Lester came down from upstairs and came to the consulting room.

He looked into the man's eyes and listened to his heartbeat.

"quick!"

"Send it in!"

Lester's wife is also his assistant. Seeing the patient's extreme pain, he immediately comforted the patient.

"do not be afraid."

"He is the Holy Hand Leicester, he can definitely save you."

However, just as the person pushed in, the patient suddenly convulsed violently.

at last.

A mouthful of blood was spat on Lester's wife and she died.

Lester lowered his hands, his pupils shrank together.

It wasn't the first time he encountered this situation, but every time he encountered it was equally uncomfortable.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Others also stood by Lester's side, mourning the loss.

However, what Lester did not expect was that similar patients were sent to his hospital one after another.

Only then did he realize that this was not an exception.

"Is this... the plague?"

Lester immediately reported to the city lord, but it was too late.

A large number of such cases have begun to appear in Cross City, and more patients with less obvious symptoms are completely indistinguishable.

The city lord also felt scared, the disease does not recognize nobles and commoners.

"Lester!"

"You are the best doctor in the city, known as the Holy Hand."

"Now we have nothing but you to rely on."

Lester said to the city lord: "Now I can only prepare quickly, and I will try my best to find the cause of the disease, and then find a way to solve it."

Lester returned to the hospital, thinking about what he had learned: "What kind of disease is this?"

Lester began dissecting the patient's remains, hoping to discover what the disease was coming from.

He was horrified to find that every patient's internal organs were incomplete.

just like.

Get eaten by something.

It is no wonder that when those patients died, they suffered as if they had fallen into purgatory.

Next, he removed a worm from a patient during an open surgery.

"Intestinal worms?"

Lester immediately recognized this kind of thing.

Because witch doctors have encountered it before, and recorded this kind of thing in books.

Witch doctors once encountered this kind of disease transmitted by bugs in a small town, and then saved the entire town.

Lester immediately became excited. Now that he knew what the disease was, there was a solution.

wrong.

It shouldn't be said that he has a solution. Although he has learned the method of surgery from witch doctors, it is still impossible to clean up the bugs in the patient's body through surgery like a witch doctor. This method is very difficult for him. It's like magic.

Instead, he can ask the witch doctors to treat this disease. The witch doctors treated the disease with the medicine powder they made in the past, so they must be able to manufacture it again.

While thinking, Lester slowly ended the operation.

He put down the surgical equipment and started to exit the room.

did not expect.

At this time, his wife beside him fell down.

Lester immediately stepped forward to support her: "What's wrong?"

The wife shook her head and said to him.

"fine."

"I just don't feel well, maybe I'm too tired."

But Lester felt that it was not that simple. His wife had been in contact with patients by his side recently, and he wondered if he was also infected with the disease.

"You take a break."

"I'll take a look for you later, don't be infected with this disease."

As he expected.

Lester's wife also fell ill, contracting the same disease.

Before the bed, Lester was a little anxious.

But his wife comforted him and said, "Lester, don't panic."

"I believe you will have a way."

Lester nodded: "I have found a solution. This is a disease caused by bugs. Witch doctors encountered it many years ago."

"I'm going to seek help from the witch doctors right now, and there will be a solution soon."

"soon."

"All the patients here will be treated, and so will you."

Lester quickly wrote a letter and handed it to his apprentice.

"Go to the witch doctor's house."

"Send this letter to the witch doctors."

Lester said very seriously: "The patients in the entire cross city, that's right, all the people suffering from illness inside and outside the city, their lives are written on this letter."

"If you can send it one day earlier, you can save a few more people."

"quick!"

"It must be fast."

Leicester's apprentice nodded: "Don't worry, teacher."

With missions and tasks, the apprentice embarked on a long journey.

But no matter how fast it is, it will take more than half a month to go back and forth between Cross City and the witch doctor's house.

In the following days, the plague situation became more and more serious day by day.

Leicester was walking in the cross city, and the city was already full of patients.

The doors of every household were tightly closed, and people walked outside in a hurry, hiding away from everyone.

He also saw corpse after corpse piled up in the car being sent out.

The cemetery outside the city has run out of vacancies a few days ago, and a new cemetery is currently being built.

The patients in the Leicester hospital were already overcrowded. Lester could only do his best to save their lives and delay the time as much as possible.

For a doctor like him, there is no more cruel and uncomfortable picture than this.

On the twentieth day, his wife gradually became thinner, and her eyes were extremely empty.

Every day in bed pain to death.

"Lester... Lester..."

She called her husband's name, as if she wanted him to save her.

There was nothing Lester could do but grab her hand.

At this moment, Lester strongly questioned his medical skills.

I no longer have the slightest self-confidence.

"Why."

"I've obviously tried my best. I've obviously learned medical skills from witch doctors, and I've also passed my medical skills on to the students."

"Why, still can't change anything?"

Ordinary people are still so vulnerable in the face of disease and death.

At this moment, Lester finally felt the limitations of mortals.

As the tormenting days passed, Lester finally waited for the returning apprentice.

When the apprentice came back, he came back with three carriages pulled by the little stone golem, and the carriages seemed to be full of things.

The apprentice told Lester: "The witch doctor is currently conducting an experiment, and there is no way to come here."

"However, the witch doctor named Left Hand made the medicine to treat this disease with his own hands.

"He also told me that as long as you take this medicine once, you will never get intestinal worms again."

"The human body will kill the bug directly by itself."

Lester breathed a sigh of relief and patted the apprentice on the shoulder.

"Okay."

"It's already very good."

"The whole Cross City will thank you, you saved everyone's life."

The apprentice said, "Teacher, you saved everyone."

Lester immediately arranged for someone to unload the medicine from the car.

Then arrange for people to start distributing medicines, set up stations in various hospitals in the city, and start treating patients.

The crowd flocked.

The witch doctor's medicine is very effective, and it works immediately after use.

Although the patient cannot be cured immediately, it can kill the worms in their body immediately.

"Thank you."

"Thank you, you saved our lives."

Countless patients in the city wept bitterly and took Lester's hand to thank him.

As one patient after another was treated, the city gradually returned to life.

All of a sudden, Leicester's popularity reached its peak.

in the city.

He is like a saint.

After the patients in Cross City gradually stabilized, the apprentices and assistants of Leicester Medical Institute began to lead people out of Cross City.

Bringing medicines to help more people suffering from the plague,

——

Leicester's home.

He looked at his wife on the sick bed with a sad expression.

Although Leicester solved the plague, his wife was tortured to death by the disease.

Her body was severely damaged by the disease, and she was left with only one breath.

The failure of various organs in the body is completely beyond the reach of ordinary medicine and the skills of doctors.

"Hmm~"

The wife lay on her side on the bed, humming weakly.

The pain had tortured her so much that she couldn't even speak, but those eyes looked at Lester, as usual.

"I won't let you leave me now?"

"This is my oath."

Lester looked at his wife and said seriously.

Although he said so in his mouth, he was extremely anxious in his heart.

When he walked out of the bedroom, his expression completely changed.

"That's too late."

He couldn't have time to send his wife to the witch doctor's house, and his wife couldn't afford the bumps of the journey.

He suddenly remembered the experiment he had studied for many years, the life blood stone with magical power.

And, the panacea that I have placed high hopes on.

Only one key is missing.

He can realize his idea, and at the same time he can save his wife.

south of the city.

Lester knocked on a door, and the door opened to reveal the scene inside. There were various stone carvings and many painted pottery panels inside.

As well as oil canvas paintings that have begun to appear in recent years, but this art has not really been recognized by the upper nobles.

This is a painter's home.

"Hello."

"I'm Lester."

Lester introduced himself to the person who opened the door.

In fact, the painter recognized Lester the moment he opened the door.

"Mr. Lester, I don't think there is anyone in this city who doesn't know you."

"Actually, my family survived this disaster and plague thanks to your grace. I am very grateful to you."

"I've always wanted to find a chance to thank you, but you haven't been out recently."

"It is said that."

"Your wife..."

The painter sighed and didn't continue talking.

Lester also sighed: "This is what a doctor should do."

The painter looked at Lester: "You are a real physician, a great physician."

The two sat down, and the painter said directly: "Mr. Lester, I know what you want to do."

Lester was curious: "How do you know?"

Painter: "Many people have visited me, and you are not the first, nor will you be the last."

"But those people, I'll tell them there's no such thing."

"But for you, I'll tell you the truth."

Lester stood up excitedly: "So, is it true?"

The painter nodded: "It's true, but it's of no use to most people."

"The God of Knowledge will only respond to those who can pay the price, and the law he upholds is exchange."

"He gives you what you want, and you pay the corresponding price."

"And most people can't afford that price."

The painter took Lester to another house and visited some of the painter's works.

Even Lester, who is not rich in art, recognized one of the paintings.

"This is……"

"It's the pair of "God's Gate in the Sky" that was lost in the City of God's Servant. This is the masterpiece of King Henir's last period. I heard that King Henir liked it very much."

The painter nodded: "Although it is not the original work, I can tell you that what you see is exactly the same."

Lester asked, "How did you do it?"

The painter said seriously: "Because I have inherited the skills of the original author."

Seeing the painter's paintings with his own eyes, Lester has no doubts anymore.

"It's truly a masterpiece."

"It seems that this existence really has very powerful power."

On the way home, Lester's heart was beating around the corner.

What he hadn't learned from the witch doctor for ten years might be easily obtained here.

But he was also a little apprehensive.

He didn't know the price he had to pay. Facing such a powerful existence, a mortal like him was like an ant who could take what he could.

Although the painter told him that the contract in the spiritual world was signed through the kingdom of gods.

No one can violate the terms of the spiritual bond.

go home.

Lester drew the spirit deed array on the ground according to the pattern given to him by the artist, and wrote a symbol representing a powerful and unknown existence in the center of the array.

Then on the other side of the symbol, Lester's own name was written.

He knelt in front of the ritual array, chanting incantations.

"O great god of knowledge!"

"I use the rituals of the spirit world to call on you to conclude a contract of equal transactions with you."

"Please tell me, how can I make a real panacea?"

Suddenly, the magic array on the ground shone brightly.

His consciousness went blank.

He felt as if he had appeared above the sky, and then kept falling down, and finally fell into a completely unknown situation.

He saw a heavy door, and a figure sat above the door.

"interesting."

"very interesting."

"What do you want to do? Make a universal panacea?"

The figure stared at Lester, leaning forward slightly, as if observing Lester's secrets.

"You are actually a student of that group of witch doctors, which is interesting, very interesting.

That figure seemed to see through everything about Leicester at a glance.

Lester looked up at the gate, his eyes moved up a little bit, and finally stopped on the light dust figure.

"Are you the God of Knowledge?"

The figure grinned and said, "That's right, I am the god you asked for."

"I have all the knowledge that has appeared in this world. As long as it exists, you can get it from me."

Lester said to the figure, "I want a way to make a panacea."

The figure said to Lester: "I can't give you the method of making the so-called panacea, because there is no real panacea in this world yet."

"However, I can open up my treasure house of knowledge, and you can search for the knowledge you want as much as you want."

The figure floated down from above and pushed open the door behind him.

"Go!"

"Go and ask for everything you want."

Lester asked him: "What price do I have to pay for this transaction?"

The figure told him: "All the knowledge you got from the witch doctor, as well as your research on the bloodstone of life and the panacea, all have my share."

Lester felt that there was nothing wrong with the deal: "Okay, I promise you."

Just finished speaking.

Lester was instantly sucked into the door.

Behind him, the light and dusty figure was still smiling.

"finally."

"An interesting person finally came."

When I woke up again, it was already reality.

Lester was still kneeling on the spot, in his own house.

"I'm back?" Lester looked at his hands in disbelief.

"So it's true?" He stood up and walked around the room excitedly.

"You can actually trade and get what you want."

Everything that just happened was like a dream.

But everything in Lester's mind was telling him that everything that happened just now was real.

Lester obtained knowledge that he had never imagined before, about magic and monsters.

The "God of Knowledge" is really unimaginably generous. Even some third-level curse-seal priests may not have mastered such knowledge, but at this moment, an ordinary person like Leicester possesses such powerful knowledge.

And the price was Lester's research on panacea and life bloodstone.

It is very fair to exchange knowledge for knowledge.

He doesn't think that his own knowledge must be more noble than others'.

Lester burst into his lab, this time feeling inspired.