The Whole World Awakened: My Clones Are Everywhere Chapter 143

Chapter 143 Shouldn't Fall Ill

Ling Feng took the crystal.

He placed the crystal on his forehead to sense it, and a bunch of information entered his mind.

[Soul dome: rank talent. Forms a protective shield around the mind that resists attacks and invasions on the soul.]

“This talent is good. It can make up for the flaw in my soul. Unfortunately, it's not a means of attack.”

“Brother, there will definitely be more in the future. Oh right, did you know that Master Song was hospitalized?”

“What the hell? Why is he in the hospital?”

Master Song was a tier 7 grandmaster whose body was considered to be immune to all poisons. It would be difficult for him to die even if he wanted to. Why was he hospitalized?

The stronger a soul was, the harder it became for it to get sick. In the past, ordinary people could catch colds, but after reaching tier 2, its symptoms would be eliminated by the immune system.

An expert like Master Song wouldn't fall sick under normal circumstances.

The hospital was built for the injured. On the surface, it was called a hospital, but it was actually an infirmary for the wounded.

“It must be due to excessive sadness. All three of my disciples are dead. One of them even hooked up with a demon. He doesn't have a wife or child. Now, he's the only old man left. He'll definitely be lonely, and they'll feel terrible no matter who it is.”

Ling Feng nodded his head.

A lonely person with all his relatives dead might do something extreme in this extreme mood.

“Go to the hospital now and buy some fruits to see him,” Ling Feng said after a moment of thought.

“Can we go tomorrow? I'm exhausted. Ugh.”

“No, you have to go today. I'm afraid he might do something extreme. Comfort him and influence him with your personality. Hurry up, and don't refuse this order.”

Ling Yun knew that there was no point in resisting, so he could only leave the house with a look of grievance.

The southeast base was well-equipped.

The central area of the southeast base had a lot of basic facilities.

The buildings for hospitals and entertainment venues were all here.

At this time, in a ward in the hospital, an old man was standing in front of the window with a gloomy face.

He looked at the scenery outside the window, at the busy streets, and couldn't help but think of his past.

How could a demon have bewitched Feng Lei?

Perhaps his choice was the reason. Thus, death was his fate.

He sighed, and just as he came back to his senses, he saw a figure that surprised him.

All they saw was Ling Yun's sorrowful face. He looked haggard as he placed a bunch of fruits on the table.

“Master Song, I heard you were sick, so I rushed to see you. Are you alright?” Ling Yun said in a soft voice.

He didn't want to come at all but couldn't resist Ling Feng's orders. Fortunately, he was born with a lot of words. Even if Master Song didn't talk to him, he could talk to himself. Master Song said nothing, and he refused to see Ling Yun.

Even though he knew that Feng Lei's death had nothing to do with him and that he had brought it upon himself, he'd still die at the hands of the demon in the future, even if he didn't die today. It was just that he couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart.

He didn't hate Ling Yun but didn't want to see him either.

On the other hand, Ling Yun was completely unbothered by the other party's coldness.

He randomly found a chair, sat down, and started talking non-stop.

He went from humanities to history, then from history to science and technology, before finally delving into the topics of alchemy and literature.

“Master Song, I'm telling you, even though I'm young, I'm very talented. I'm good at composing poems.”

Master Song remembered the poem the boy had composed in the live broadcast room, and he finally spoke.

“The poem you wrote is very much in my heart. It's a rare piece of work in recent years, said Master Song.

Ling Yun didn't stand on ceremony. He smiled 11 and said, “That's a must. The poems I write are all good poems! It's much better than the cucumbers on the internet.”

Hearing his words, Master Song was a little confused. “Are you talking about urine?”

This was a disgusting theme that had just appeared in the past few days.

No matter what the theme of the poem was? Regardless of the fact that it was actually romance, they would eventually be associated with urine.

Furthermore, the entire poem was very strange and dumbfounded its readers. Some people who read the poem quickly closed their eyes and directly said that they were not clean. However, the strange thing was that such a disgusting poem actually had so many positive comments.

Some commented that this poem had a taste of life. Some even commented that this song was out of the ordinary and that the daring to create it was an Angel who had fallen from the mortal world.

In any case, if there were weird things, then there would be weird people. It was normal for the world to be so big.

Ling Yun's facial muscles twitched crazily at the thought of peeing his body. What kind of brainless person would be able to write such a poem?

“Sigh, the poetry world is going downhill.”

“Grandmaster Song, are you also watching this?”

“This poem blinded my eyes, and I couldn't eat or sleep well these few days.”

It would be strange if you could still eat. Especially cucumbers, could they still be eaten? “I'm fine, I'm fine. My appetite was also affected by this poem. I've lost weight…” Ling Yun consoled softly. “Hahaha, you're an interesting kid!”

“Something big is about to happen. Does Master Song have any plans?” Ling Yun asked after some thought. Master Song fell silent when he heard that.

After conversing with Ling Yun for a while, he felt much better and wasn't as depressed as before.

However, as he calmed down, sorrow covered his heart.

“Sigh, I'm prepared to find a small, nameless city, retire for a hundred years, and end this life…”

Hearing that, Ling Yun quickly said, “Master, you're only 100 years old. You still have hundreds of years to go. How can you be so depressed? There are many unhappy things the world. Loneliness is what people should be.

You still have a lot of time left. You can do in many meaningful things.”

“I've already decided. There's no need for you to persuade me.” Master Song shook his head.

“Grandmaster Song, this…” Before Ling Yun could finish his sentence, footsteps could be heard from the door.

They looked over at the same time and saw a woman in business attire.

He bowed and said, “Master Song, this is the work you entrusted to us to clean up Mr. Feng's relics from when he was alive. We have also completed the burial work for Mr. Feng.

These are his things. Please take good care of them.

“If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave.”

“Mm.” Grandmaster Song nodded.

The woman bowed and left without any hesitation.

Ling Yun was a little stunned.

If it was him, he would only leave after saying a few flirtatious words.

“Can I take a look at Feng Lei's stuff?” Ling Yun asked curiously. “Unfilial disciple… I'll burn them later. You can choose a few for yourself,” Master Song said sorrowfully.

Ling Yun said as he searched, “These items are very valuable. It's a pity to burn them.”

“So many things are a pity, so how can I be a pity?”

“You're right. Tsk, your disciple actually wrote a diary. One look, and I can tell he's not a serious person. Ling Yun flipped open the diary as he continued his work. “What the f*ck!” He exclaimed.

Chapter end