Wasteland Development Diary.

Chapter 528 Brothers of the same mind
In the white ward, the silver-masked nurse told the patient, "Your current temperature is 36.7 degrees Celsius, which is within the normal range."

"White blood cell and platelet counts are both below average, oxygen saturation is still low, and C-reactive protein and erythrocyte sedimentation rate are elevated. These are all typical manifestations of rejection reaction."

"Please get plenty of rest and avoid strenuous exercise, as it will make it difficult for you to breathe."

"In addition, please refrain from making loud noises, smoking, and drinking alcohol in the hospital, as this may disturb other patients."

"Recovery will take some time, please be patient."

Zhang Zhi explained it clearly.

Maria 85 left with the equipment.

Song Xian, who was standing next to him, glanced at the door and said, "Big brother, shall we stay home today? The nurse told you to get some rest..."

"We still need to go for a walk."

Zhang Zhi put on his leather jacket and glanced out the window.

It's snowing outside. When I came to the hospital it was autumn, but now it's a cold winter.

The ward was warm, though.

This is the intensive care unit of Maria Hospital, all of which are single rooms, and the residents have a variety of serious illnesses.

The hallway was quiet, with a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.

Song Xian walked beside Zhang Zhi, his eyes constantly glancing around at the other wards.

He whispered, "Brother, we've been to these alien hospitals before, like the 'Nanjing Gulou Hospital' in Holy Mountain. It's very good, aside from being too crowded, their rheumatology and immunology department is excellent and can alleviate your condition. But they don't have nurses with this kind of meticulous care. Could it be that the ability to manufacture electromechanical nurses here has surpassed that of Holy Mountain?"

Zhang Zhi shook his head: "Nurse Maria is not an electromechanical extension machine, but a special life form created by this hospital. In essence, she is actually part of the hospital."

Song Xian hissed: "There are so many Maria nurses in the hospital, all of them? Each one of them is completely different... Ours is a bit too strict."

"The girl next door, number 30, who takes care of that child, is much gentler and more considerate. She even sings to the child. I wish she were a real woman..."

"Brother, how about I go and ask if we can switch number 30 to them and give number 85 to that kid? Kids should be scolded and put under pressure, and disciplined strictly."

He looked eager to try.

Zhang Zhi said to his brother with a hint of helplessness, "Don't do this. It's not random; different nurses will be matched for different patients."

“The child has bone cancer, a condition that causes pain all over the body. He looks to be about ten years old, and the pain is very difficult to endure, so he needs a gentle and compassionate nurse.”

"I have a malignant tumor in my lung, which requires a lot of attention, so they assigned a strict nurse to keep an eye on me."

He smiled and said, "Organ repair surgery is indeed amazing."

"Even someone like me, who was considered incurable by the Holy Mountain and could only be kept alive by taking medicine, was able to be repaired here. Even my rotten lungs were repaired... The Wasteland Development Company truly lives up to its reputation."

"Of course. We've investigated this for a long time. Maria Hospital is a nuclear-level hospital, currently the only one of its kind in the world!"

Song Xian also said happily, "If it weren't possible, I wouldn't have come here."

The two left the inpatient building and walked onto a quiet, tree-lined path outside.

Snow was falling from the sky, and occasionally other patients in hospital gowns could be seen taking walks nearby.

Zhang Zhi said in a low voice, "You guys were too risky back then, going to the World Expo to find the Wasteland Company. If the Kingdom of Heaven takes it seriously, it will be hard to get away with it."

Song Xian smiled and said, "Brother, don't forget, I am a Star Hub Citizen. In the Heavenly Kingdom's territory, they won't touch me unless there is solid evidence. It makes sense for me to go. I can also help out at the Star Hub exhibition and promote it around."

"This plan was devised by my second brother. You know my second brother, eldest brother. He doesn't do things he's not sure he can do."

Zhang Zhi also agreed: "The second brother's mind and planning are the best among the three of us."

A hint of doubt appeared on his face: "But are surgical slots really that scarce at the hospital? Is it really impossible to get one through the normal channels?"

"Can't get it."

Song Xian gave a wry smile: "Brother, this year they've only released 120 slots for organ repair surgery. There's no announcement about adding more slots. You have to make an appointment through the medical department here. There's no other way."

"As you saw on our floor, several of them are famous territorial sea lords, or high-ranking members of the Knights Order, mayors of various cities... They all bought the spots from those who made reservations outside through various means, and then applied to change patients as family members or relatives. Even so, many of them still couldn't get approved."

"Not only will they not pass the test, but those spots in the medical school will be canceled out, and no new ones will be added. They won't budge an inch."

"Currently, this is the only place where we have mastered organ repair surgery. Wasteland Corporation is now cooperating with our Star Hub. I heard that the development on Mars is going smoothly and the profits are quite considerable. The hospital has never been a profit-making project; they provide free medical care internally."

"So there's no other way. Everyone has to beg and plead, looking for solutions everywhere. But since we can't even see Chairman Zhou, there's absolutely no possibility of any special exceptions."

"Second Brother He considered that Zhou Yi would be attending the exhibition at the invitation of the Black Emperor, so he asked me to go for an interview to see if I could have a chance to talk to him. Although I didn't meet him in person, I still got this spot."

As Song Xian finished speaking, a look of relief appeared on his face.

"Brother, your health is the most important thing. As long as you can be cured, this is nothing."

Zhang Zhi sighed: "Thank you for your hard work."

"We're all brothers, why say such things?"

Song Xian grinned.

Zhang Zhi felt a moment of dizziness.

Song Xian's face suddenly changed to another one.

The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes seemed to reappear before them, his eyes shining brightly: "We two brothers will change the fate of mutants!"

"Old Zhang, let's do it together!"

Can I really do it?
Zhang Zhi didn't know.

But whenever he felt exhausted, or even powerless and desperate, Wu Gang's voice would always ring in his ears.

"It's okay, failure is always normal."

"Old Zhang, what we're going to do is something no one has ever done before. It's bound to be difficult, but don't give up. Let's brothers work together to make it happen!"

“I’ve heard that the Nazna race was initially considered monsters, much like mutants are now. But as long as we dare to fight and continue to speak out and exert our strength, we too can rise to the top.” “Brothers united, their strength can break metal! If we gather enough mutant power, we can change the status quo!”

……

"Big brother, big brother?"

Zhang Zhi snapped out of his daze and saw Song Xian's concerned expression: "Brother, are you alright? You should go back to the hospital; you don't look well."

"fine."

Zhang Zhi waved his hand.

Actually, he was feeling a bit dizzy and frequently experiencing hallucinations of Wu Gang, which was probably caused by an alienation reaction.

Give me a tobacco pill.

"But brother...your lungs...the nurse said you can't take tobacco pills."

"It's okay, I'll just eat one."

"Just one?"

Just one.

Song Xian took out a small paper box from his pocket and poured out a black candy.

Zhang Zhi took it, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Nicotine and sugar spread in the mouth.

He felt his mind clearing up a bit, but his lungs were getting a little tighter.

There are gains and losses, that's normal.

Zhang Zhi said, "Haven't you been asking me what I did before I went to the outer sea? Let me tell you today."

Song Xian immediately perked up.

"As you all know, I come from Dongji Island. There's a giant alien 'Final Arena' there. We chosen civilians are all transformed into mutants and thrown inside for a battle royale. Only those who win the various competitions inside survive."

"I met someone there at that time."

Zhang Zhi recalled: "His name was Wu Gang, and he was a year older than me at the time. He shared half of a piece of inferior tobacco pill with me, saying that if we were to meet again in the future, we would be brothers in arms."

"Later, we were all lucky enough to survive."

"But we survive only because we run faster and are stronger than most mutants."

“Unlike my cautious nature, Wu Gang is the kind of person who is very trustworthy and extremely charismatic. He wants to break through the deathmatch arena, lead the mutants to break through the existing blockade and oppression, go out and become free people who are not locked in the dungeon, instead of being used as killers and expendables.”

"Perhaps it was precisely because we were so focused that we honed ourselves so relentlessly in the deathmatch arena. Everyone else was grateful to have survived the previous round, but we squeezed every last drop of energy out of ourselves to keep fighting."

"Wu Gang and I have been fighting each other. This battle isn't about defeating the opponent, but about pushing ourselves to our limits to gain strength in the 'Death Arena.' The winner breaks through their current limits and receives a portion of energy and consciousness as a reward; the higher the strength, the greater the reward."

"This kind of spontaneous combat can also activate the deathmatch arena."

"Wu Gang taught this method to others, but it didn't work very well for them. Most people were avoiding conflict and attrition, hoping to survive the next round. They were afraid of getting hurt, so even when they fought, they held back..."

Zhang Zhi paused at this point.

"Most people don't have the determination to risk everything."

"Wu Gang and I don't have any concerns about this, because we agreed that no matter who wins or loses, the one who becomes stronger will continue to lead everyone forward."

"At the time, I never even thought about becoming a leader."

"I just want to die."

“I’ll be free from this when I die. I just wanted to do something good before I died, to help him out. That cigarette was the most satisfying thing I’ve ever eaten in my life.”

Zhang Zhi's mind flashed back to scenes of battles, each time he fought Wu Gang fiercely, blood splattering everywhere, until one of them was completely unable to move.

Both of them were always covered in wounds, and sometimes he thought he was about to die, but they both survived thanks to the "Death Arena" buff. At that time, all he wanted to do was desperately seek death.

"Then, we became the two Skywalkers who had never been there before."

"We inherited the power of the mutants who died inside, and received a powerful boost from the Death Arena's abilities... Later, we actually led the team out of the Death Arena."

"Actually, there's no need for brute force. As long as you win the championship in all the competitive events inside, you can walk out with your head held high and receive the powerful energy of the Death Arena."

Zhang Zhi slowly said, "The governor there, Dongji Gong, received us. He discussed with us that we could take the mutants with us, form an army, and escape to plunder the surrounding area. This way, we could look after each other, and it would also be easier for him to report back to the Heavenly Kingdom."

Song Xian stroked his chin: "Raising bandits to maintain one's own prestige, a classic trick."

Zhang Zhi looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky: "But Wu Gang refused."

"Huh? This should be the best solution, right? Why is he objecting?"

"Although Wu Gang wasn't exceptionally clever, he wasn't stupid either. He knew this would be advantageous to us, but at that time he discovered that an agent was already watching him. Knowing he was doomed, he decided to stay and make a big scene."

"I went to the open sea to take refuge and search for a way to reunite the mutants. It was only after I returned that I met He Qiang and you."

Song Xian listened with some confusion: "Why is the proxy targeting Wu Gang?"

Zhang Zhi said calmly, "Because of Wu Gang's ability 'borrowing power.' As long as others are willing, they can lend him their power, allowing him to rival a Light Core Body for a short period."

"That's why the East Pole Guild negotiated with us, because Wu Gang's strength exceeded their ability to cope."

Zhang Zhi said softly, "The substitute wanted to stifle this ability because its potential was too great. That's why Wu Gang preferred to escalate the situation, ultimately leading to suppression by the Heavenly Kingdom..."

A girl's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Gentlemen, the chairman invites you."

(End of this chapter)