Alien Hotel.

Chapter 654 These doctors have something to say about them
"What a tragedy... If these kids were in Alglade next door, they'd probably be underage by now! They'd probably be kidnapped right after graduating from school..."

The Bone-Eating Immortal frowned as he looked at the several Algrid elves brought before him—all victims rescued from Old Joe's laboratory. They had been transferred from Deeprock Fortress to Blackrock Station, and then urgently transferred to Shuji Mo City by the immortal ship sent by Mo Ran. Those in better condition were sent to the manor's physician, while those in worse condition were sent to the three of them's villa.

Although the three—Old Man Kuting, Blood Prince, and Bone-Eating Immortal—had strayed from the right path and were once suppressed in the Demon-Suppressing Tower by Thousand Peaks Spirit Mountain, setting aside their identities as "evil cultivators," their cultivation was indeed profound. They were top-tier experts in the border region of Shuji. Moreover, the cultivation methods they practiced were somewhat related to controlling blood and vitality, and they had studied the "Holy Blood" of "True Lord Yusheng" for many days. So, they were pulled in to help take care of the wounded.

Several sickbeds were lined up in the hall. The spiritual wood and stones covering the edges of the beds had various mysterious runes that flickered with a regular, illusory light. Layers of misty spiritual energy enveloped the wounded and sick, stabilizing their life force and gradually repairing the damage in their bodies. Several small wooden figures covered with blood-red runes flew around among the sickbeds. These were the "blood puppets" refined by the Blood Prince—capable of taking away life force, but also capable of protecting life.

The old man from the withered courtyard was examining the most seriously injured person, a young silver-haired elf. He appeared to be intact, but he had been transported directly from Blackrock Station in a life support tank. When he arrived, he was completely unconscious. The old man from the withered courtyard scanned him with his divine sense and found that the elf's internal organs had been almost completely emptied out. Only a circulatory system made of a mass of living metal was keeping him alive. The fusion between the two had obviously gone wrong, and the living metal had begun to devour the surrounding flesh and blood.

“If I had come two days later, I wouldn’t have been able to save him,” the old man withered courtyard stroked his dry beard, his face scrunched up. “Even if he were saved now, he would have lost most of his lifespan. Rebuilding his internal organs is easy, but repairing his damaged spiritual essence is difficult… Tsk, what a vicious method.”

Upon hearing this, the Blood Prince, who was staring at the medicine cauldron, turned around, chuckled, and waved his fan: "I never thought that Fellow Daoist Kuting would also find someone's methods vicious—back when you were refining the puppet corpse..."

Old Man Kuting broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly glanced around, then rushed to the medicine cauldron in three strides: "What nonsense are you spouting! What happened back then... what if the True Lord heard this..."

He suddenly realized something halfway through his sentence, his eyes widening: "Wait, you almost led me astray! When have I ever laid a hand on such an innocent junior? Back then, I only acted against those enemies who came to my door. They all came to kill me, so why couldn't I kill them? I now acknowledge that Master Yuanhao said my methods were extreme, but on the other hand, I've always been upright and honest—far better than you, who deceived men and women, incurring half a city's worth of emotional debts, to the point that even the monsters in the moat went to the immortal to complain..."

The Blood Prince, who had been wearing his signature refined smile, nearly crushed his fan with a creak, his lips trembling as he said, "How can that be the same? Back then, every single one of them was sincere! Moreover, I cultivated the Path of Love and Destiny. To avoid betraying my beloved, I even split my soul to refine my heart, lowering my cultivation to create so many true soul avatars, just to prevent any flaw in my sincerity..."

“Yes, later you even went to complain about one of your own incarnations—you two have both forgotten that you were originally one,” the old man of the withered courtyard stroked his beard and glanced at the Blood Prince. “Don’t look at me like that—I heard it from the Willow Wood Taoist in the next cell.”

The Blood Prince's face flushed red, and he even became somewhat angry: "I, I made a mistake for a moment!"

"Is that where you went wrong? You went wrong by only managing to cause trouble in this one place," the old man in the withered courtyard clicked his tongue. "You should at least try to scam someone else..."

Wearing a blue dress and an iron mask, the Bone-Eating Immortal walked to a chair and sat down. Her bright eyes watched the two bickering. Suddenly, a muffled voice came from under the mask: "You two should be careful when you expose each other's shortcomings. Be careful not to say anything that you didn't explain back then. If Lord Mo reports it to the authorities, you'll be arrested and sentenced to several decades in prison."

The withered old man and the blood prince turned to look at her together: "Didn't you always want to go back and be imprisoned for another five hundred years?"

The Bone-Eating Immortal paused, his eyes flickering. He seemed to be thinking about something, then suddenly his gaze became somewhat evasive: "Well, I don't want to think about it anymore. It's better to go to that valley to listen to Senior Yun's sermons than to listen to those demons and evil spirits making noise in the Demon-Suppressing Tower."

Blood Prince and Old Man Kuting exchanged a glance subconsciously and whispered to each other:

"Did she go to listen to Elder Yun's sermon? I didn't see her when I went last time..."

"You believe that too? She's always the first one to run away when Elder Yun is preaching, she's not even as patient as those puppets—she just goes to that town all day and hangs out with a few little kids. The last time I went there, I saw her squatting on the ground, making mud cakes with the children, she was so childish."

"Oh……"

The sound of chewing iron came from beneath the Bone-Eating Immortal's iron mask.

Momo stood to the side, looking at the scene in the room with a mix of restraint and unease, her only intact cat ears twitching occasionally in the air.

The girl named Gibraltar, who had recently escaped from Old Joe's lab, was still somewhat confused.

She was in a daze and was transported with others to a Black Dot Group space station. There were many people from the Feiyu Starfield and even the border special operations bureau in that space station. Then, they all boarded a celestial ship and were sent to this planet where it always rained. People who called themselves "True Lord's subordinates" came to treat their injuries and illnesses. The person with the most serious injuries was sent here. But no matter how she looked at it, these three people in front of her did not look like proper "doctors" - she could not put her finger on what was wrong.

Momo's physical condition is actually quite good. At least compared to others, the living metal and artificial nerve tissue in her body are in a relatively stable state, which is why she was selected as a "laboratory assistant" before.

She was originally arranged to rest elsewhere, but she was worried about her seriously injured companions who had been sent to the "separate courtyard," so she came over by herself.

No one stopped her along the way; the people were very friendly. Some even gave her directions after asking about her situation. The three strange "doctors" were actually quite polite; they didn't kick her out, but just let her stay in a place where she wouldn't get in the way—the strange man with the iron mask even gave her some snacks. Jipros are generally quite short, and Momo felt like she might be being treated like a minor.

The Bone-Eating Fairy raised her head and looked at the cat-headed girl standing not far away with a somewhat dazed expression—the other's ears and tail looked like those of a local cat demon, but she knew that the other was a "Jiplo".

Many, many years ago, she took her daughter to Terra, where there were many Gibraltar people.

"Come here," the Bone-Eating Immortal said, beckoning.

Momo's mechanical ear and normal ear twitched simultaneously. She pointed to herself with some confusion, and only after confirming that she was right did she cautiously walk over.

No matter how friendly the people around her are, she has become accustomed to this cautiousness—a situation that may continue for a long time.

“Since you’re already here, I’ll give you a check-up as well,” a muffled voice came from under the iron mask. The Bone-Eating Immortal had Momo sit on the chair next to him, then made hand seals and cast a spell, using his divine sense to examine the other’s body.

A faint smell of blood seeped out from the gaps in the mask. Momo noticed the smell with extreme sensitivity, and the fur on her tail stood on end slightly.

"Relax," the Bone-Eating Immortal said calmly. "You have some stagnant toxins in your internal organs, but it's nothing serious. You'll get better after a few days of treatment here."

Momo nodded nervously, then looked at the hospital beds: "They..."

“When you see us starting to bicker, it means your friends have mostly settled down,” said the Bone-Eating Immortal, then, noticing the other’s nervousness, added, “Don’t be afraid, we’re not bad people now.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the old man from the withered courtyard walked over and bowed to Momo, saying, "We are righteous cultivators under the tutelage of True Monarch Yu Sheng..."

"Old man, could you please stop emphasizing those last few words every time?" Bone-Eating Immortal frowned. "Every time you emphasize them, it just makes people suspicious."

“He was afraid he’d forgotten,” the Blood Prince said, waving his fan as he walked over. “Last time, when Thousand Peaks Spirit Mountain sent people to inspect the reconstruction of Ink City, he only glanced at it as he passed by the central courtyard before running over and slamming his fist on the ground, shouting ‘Report!’ It startled them quite a bit…”

This time, it was Old Man Kuting's turn to blush. He pointed at Young Master Xue and glared, "You, you were trembling like a leaf and didn't dare to lift your head. Which eye saw me run over..."

Momo looked up at the three strange guys in front of her. At one moment, she felt that they had a kind of bloody and violent smell about them that made her very afraid. At the other moment, she felt that they were just good people with strange personalities. This conflicting feeling made her more and more confused. But soon, her inner struggle was interrupted.

A phantom door suddenly appeared not far away. After the door opened, Yu Sheng led all the members of the inn and a certain secondhand scientist from the Dark Current Starfield.

Before the gate had even dissipated, the withered old man and the blood prince rushed over as if they had appeared in the blink of an eye, bowing deeply as if afraid of being even a second too late: "Reporting to True Lord Yu Sheng, all the wounded are out of danger!"

The Bone-Eating Immortal tried to hold it in, but couldn't help laughing out loud.

Then she rose from her chair and gracefully bowed, asking, "What are your orders, True Lord?"

As soon as Yu Sheng entered, he was startled by the two kneeling heroes. He then waved his hand with a wry smile and his gaze fell on the cat-headed figure not far away.

"I'm looking for this... uh, what's this cat's name again?"

Luo reminded her from the side, "She said her name is Momo."

"Oh, you're here to see Momo and ask her about some things."

(End of this chapter)