I became the richest man in the world by rolling balls

Chapter 8 I'm Not A Murderer

In addition, after buying the starship ticket, there are two free buffet coupons. As long as you are on the Shengjia starship, you can go to the restaurant at any time with the coupon.

Because of this, Bai Qianchun felt that a starship ticket of 666 star coins was worth it.

After she put the suitcase and the small flower pot away, she couldn't stay in the small room and walked out.

The public places of the starship are gathered on the second and third floors, and there is an observation deck on the top floor.

Bai Qianchun took a few glances at the bustling and laughing second and third floors, and then walked towards the top floor. The viewing platform on the top floor can look up at the starry sky, see the vast universe of galaxies, and the mysterious distribution of nebulae. It is an excellent location to learn about and watch the universe.

After coming to this interstellar world from the ancient martial arts world, she only sat on the Feng family warship when Feng Youyu came to the main star, but there was not such a large viewing platform in the battleship for enjoying the scenery, and that time she was weak and was in the Feng family. Non-insiders in the battleship are also limited in their scope of action, so they have no chance to appreciate such a beautiful cosmic galaxy.

Bai Qianchun felt regretful, and took this opportunity to enjoy it on the viewing platform for a long time, from the gravel celestial body passing by the starship to the ever-changing nebula with relish.

Unlike her, a country bumpkin who has never seen the universe and the galaxy for the first time, the orthodox interstellar people have long been tired of seeing them, so no one else came up to the viewing platform except her for a whole afternoon.

It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that Bai Qianchun reluctantly left the place after his stomach began to rebel.

"Ah—" A piercing female scream came from the direction of the upper class warehouse on the fifth floor.

Bai Qianchun paused as she walked down, turned her head and looked sharply in the direction of the screams, narrowed her beautiful dark eyes, and moved her nose with the mask pulled down.

This is the taste of blood!
"What's wrong, what happened?"

"The Sheng family's starship is so clean, it's unlikely that it encountered some cockroaches and mice."

"Women are trouble, make a fuss about everything"

The doors of the upper class warehouse opened one after another, and each and every swarthy head poked out curiously from the door to look around.

Those who love to join in the fun even go out and lift their feet and join in the direction of the screams.

The originally quiet corridor started to become noisy.

Bai Qianchun thought for a while, and followed a gentle man with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and walked in that direction.

"It's none of my business. I'm not a murderer. I just passed by. When I saw him, he was already like this. It's really none of my business."

At the corner of the corridor, people in twos and threes gathered there with stunned faces. A middle-aged aunt dressed like a nouveau riche stood in the center with a slightly fat face and a pale face, looking anxiously at the center. The people around were explaining something loudly.

A young man whose life and death were unknown was lying on the ground. A large pool of blood had already formed under his body, and his hands and feet were still slightly convulsed and twitched under careful observation.

Bai Qianchun glanced at the half-shrunk jeans on his right foot, and his dark pupils shrank suddenly.

It's him, Dole.

One step faster than her was the man in a suit wearing gold-rimmed glasses in front of her. His expression changed suddenly, and he quickly pushed away the two or three people who were blocking the way and rushed to Du Le's side, then squatted down and moved towards Du Le. The person turned over, took out the therapeutic device and started an emergency inspection.

Only then did Bai Qianchun see clearly the fatal wound on Du Le's body, a hole was opened right where his heart was, and bright red glaring blood gushed out like it never stopped.

The man in the suit looked at the details of the injury displayed on the treatment device, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. Then he raised his head, and the pair of handsome eyes behind the mirror frame looked around and shouted calmly.

"The heart is broken, the veins are broken, the light-type superpowers, are there any light-type superpowers here, come and save people."

He obviously looks gentle, but at this time he exudes an oppressive force that makes people can't help but accept his command and deployment.

Bai Qianchun paused slightly as he walked out, a seventeen or eighteen year old boy in the crowd was pushed in embarrassingly, knocking Bai Qianchun aside along the way.

After he staggered and stood still, he apologized in a panic with his immature and handsome face, and said tremblingly, "I, I am, but my rank is only D-rank."

The man in the suit looked at him with a heavy face, and sighed silently, "Come and try, he has only one breath left, you just do your best."

In fact, even an S-level light-type power user here can only guarantee that he can stop the blood and repair the superficial wounds, but the missing blood and broken heart cannot be repaired, not to mention the murderer's extremely cruel methods. , the knife broke most of the tendons around his heart.

The heart is equivalent to the driving energy core of the robot. If the tendons connecting the heart are broken, it is equivalent to cutting off the link between the human body and the energy source that drives people to live. The consequences of this can be imagined.

Another thing is that most of the light-type superpowers in the interstellar world are mainly fighting, not healing, and the research on healing is not in-depth, so this kind of visceral damage light-type superpowers are helpless.

If Du Le could take a few more breaths, send him to the hospital, make and implant an artificial heart in time, and arrange for an authoritative heart expert to connect the tendons and veins, with the assistance of an S-level light system supernatural power, maybe he can save his life. His little life.

But there is only a recuperation cabin on the starship, and doctors are not authoritative experts
The young and immature boy pursed his lips, nodded vigorously, and then hurriedly walked over to hold Du Le's heart wound, and a bright light began to release from his hand.

The blood that kept gushing out of Du Le's heart slowly stopped following the treatment of the light, and gradually stopped bleeding.

The man in the suit glanced at him with some surprise, "Your light-type ability master heals?"

The boy's eyes were flushed, and he nodded shyly, his face turned pale with the large output of the power of the light department, "Yes, I plan to study medicine."

Then he continued with a choked voice, "But I can't save him, his heart tendons are broken, I, I can't help it."

The man in the suit knew about it just now, and he comforted the boy with a calm face and understanding, "You have done well enough, even an S-level power user with the light system can't save him."

Bai Qianchun, who was watching from the sidelines:
No, are the current light system powers so hot?

The relevant reports she saw on the Starnet before did not say so. It introduced how powerful the light-type superpowers were, and they played a very powerful role on the battlefield. The second battlefield can save several 10 deaths and so on.

This is the result
Bai Qianchun didn't wait any longer and walked out from the crowd, "Let me try."

(End of this chapter)