I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

400 milliliters of blood... that's no small number!

If a normal person loses 400 ml of blood in a short period of time, it will significantly reduce the effective blood circulation in the body. Mild cases may cause dizziness and weakness, while severe cases may lead to shock.

On the other hand, Ogata showed no unusual expression, his breathing was steady, and his demeanor was normal, as if nothing had happened.

It's not hard to guess that this must be the "power of immortality" at work.

Qingdeng experienced firsthand the extraordinary nature of the "immortals".

Although surprised, he couldn't worry about Ogata for the time being.

His attention was now entirely focused on the commander.

"Xiao Si, how are you? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

As he asked the question, he carefully looked the other person up and down.

Souji blinked, touched his shoulders and arms, and then looked at his chest.

"Aside from my mouth feeling nauseous and my stomach feeling terrible, I feel fine. Maybe I haven't drunk enough..."

Just then, something unexpected happened!

"Ugh...! Ugh...!"

Her words came to an abrupt halt... but her eyes bulged, a painful groan escaped from deep within her throat, and her hands reflexively moved to her chest, crumpling her clothes into a ball, her expression turning ashen.

She collapsed onto the bed, her whole body twitching slightly.

All of the above happened in the blink of an eye.

"Xiao Si?!"

Aoto exclaimed in surprise and instinctively bent down to hug Souji. Even through a piece of clothing, his hands could feel the burning heat.

Although he didn't know anything about medicine, based on his personal experience, Souji's current body temperature was at least 39 degrees Celsius!

Just a moment ago, everything was fine, but in the blink of an eye, my body temperature soared to 39 degrees Celsius... The culprit can only be "the power of immortality"!

Following the high temperature, Qing Deng felt a damp touch on his hands—Souji's clothes were soaked with a torrent of cold sweat.

In just a few seconds, her entire body was covered in cold sweat, and a few strands of hair clung to her face, making her look even more vulnerable. The phrase "sweating profusely" was no more than that.

The commander gasped for breath, barely managing to concentrate, and murmured in a barely audible voice:

"It hurts so much..."

Qing Deng understood Souji's personality; this girl liked to show off.

She would never have made that expression if she wasn't in excruciating pain.

At that moment, Ogata's incredibly calm voice came through:

"Don't panic. This is a necessary process for absorbing 'undying power'."

"Back then, my absorption process was even more painful than hers."

"It wasn't just because the 'power of immortality' I absorbed was more concentrated and violent, but also because I was fighting a powerful enemy at that time."

"I was wielding my sword to kill enemies while absorbing the 'power of immortality'... Ha, thinking about it carefully, it's really a wonder I survived."

"In short, she can only rely on herself now; there's nothing we can do to help."

Upon hearing this, Qing Deng's face darkened.

He gently laid Souji flat on the bed, then took the basin of water and towel that were placed next to him, soaked the towel, wrung out the water, and spread it flat on Souji's forehead.

Although it wasn't very useful, at least it made her feel a little better.

Ogata's voice came again:

"She no longer needs to take medication."

"Make sure she eats on time, drinks plenty of water, and takes good care of her as much as possible."

"She may recover this afternoon, or it may take up to three months to recover."

"Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility of 'failing to absorb the substance and dying from the explosion'."

"In short, I've done everything I could. The rest is up to fate."

"If anything unexpected happens, please let me know."

"I need to go back and knead the dough first."

Having said that, Ogata stood up unhurriedly and straightened his clothes. Without waiting for Aoto's response, he walked straight to the door.

Qingdeng quickly raised his head, stared straight at him, and said solemnly, word by word:

"Thank you."

Although Souji is not yet out of danger, Ogata has done everything he could to give her a chance to live.

Such a great favor deserves to be expressed with gratitude beyond measure.

Ogata waved his hand dismissively without turning his head.

"I didn't do anything significant, go and thank your master."

Upon hearing this, Qing Deng subconsciously turned his head to look at Mr. Kiryu beside him.

Mr. Kiryu smiled calmly, his expression serene—as if to say: No need for thanks, I just did what I was supposed to do.

Since the other party had made such a statement, Qingdeng didn't say anything more, but silently cast a grateful look at the old man.

Although he didn't know the specific details, he could roughly guess that the old man must have gone to great lengths to get Ogata's help.

At that moment, Qing Deng suddenly remembered something and quickly said to Ogata:

"Oh, right, your hand..."

He paused before he could finish speaking—only then did he belatedly realize that, without knowing when, the wound on Ogata's left wrist had stopped bleeding.

"Oh, this wound? Don't worry, it's just a minor injury. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten that my left wrist is still in a 'ventilated' state."

As Ogata spoke, he stopped in his tracks, turned around, raised his left wrist, and showed Aoto the hideous wound, a meaningful smile on his face.

"Hey, look closely, this is how the 'undead' heal."

The instant he finished speaking, worm-like strands of flesh emerged from around his wound!

These shredded pieces of flesh were like threads, intertwining with each other, first weaving together the severed tendons, then the ruptured blood vessels, followed by the bones, muscles, and skin... In the blink of an eye, the gruesome wound was "stitched up"! It was restored to its original state!

Ogata deliberately squeezed his left hand a few times to prove that his wound had indeed healed.

When Ogata slashed his left wrist, he did so with extreme cruelty, as if he were cutting someone else's hand instead of his own. He not only severed the major artery but also surely cut the tendons in his hand.

Such a serious injury healed in no time... Witnessing this scene of trampling on biology, Qing Deng was stunned and stood there in shock.

Hearing about the power of "immortality" a hundred times is not as good as seeing its power in person!

Before Qing Deng could recover from his shock, he heard Ogata suddenly say:

"Mr. Tachibana, thank you for calling me, I just remembered something very important - are you free tomorrow? I want to talk to you about something."

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Chapter 1040 The Battleground of Two Sword Saints [4300]

The unexpected question made Qingdeng raise an eyebrow:

"What do you want to talk to me about? What is it? Can't we say it here?"

Ogata shook his head:

"No. This is very important and can only be discussed in private."

Although Qingdeng was puzzled, he didn't say anything more.

Hearing Ogata say this, he became curious—what could have made the "Eternal Sword Saint" contact him privately?

He silently recalled his schedule.

"Tomorrow... tomorrow won't work."

He shook his head and continued:

"I have several very important meetings tomorrow, and I can't get away."

At present, in order to prepare for the possible "East-West War", Qing Deng has made "strengthening the national strength of Qin Jin" and "improving the combat power of the Shinsengumi" the basic national policies.

In other words, the Qinjin Domain will be converted to a wartime system!

Getting a country to prepare for war... that's not an easy thing to do with just a few words.

There are countless high-level meetings that require the participation of the Qing Deng; and countless important decisions that require the Qing Deng's approval!

He is currently very busy, and even his visit to the headmaster today was squeezed out of his busy schedule.

Of course, he is busy, but he doesn't have no personal time at all.

In a mature and advanced organization, the leader will certainly have ample rest time.

This is a very simple principle: if the top leader is exhausted both physically and mentally, he is more likely to make misjudgments on key decisions, which could lead to irreparable and severe consequences.

Therefore, it is necessary to ensure that the top leader always maintains a good physical and mental state, and at least does not lack time to rest.

Whenever a situation arises where "the top leader has no time to rest," it is a sign of an immature organizational structure—either there is a lack of scientific systems, or there are too few talented people capable of taking on major responsibilities, leaving the top leader to shoulder the burden alone.

This is why Prussia has the proverb, "A man who is both clever and lazy can be a marshal; a man who is both clever and diligent can be a staff officer."

Since the establishment of the new electoral group, Aoto has consciously acted as a competent "hands-off manager," delegating most of the tasks to others.

Fortunately, he had many talented people under his command and was not lacking in excellent personnel to help him with his work.

Under his arrangement, all "tactical matters" were assigned to Kondo Isami, Hijikata Toshizo, Yamanami Keisuke, and others.

He was only responsible for solving those major "strategic problems".

As a result, Qingdeng was always in a work state where he was extremely busy when he was busy, but also very relaxed when he was free.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly said: