Chapter 147 Preservatives

The truck moved forward along the wide and flat road, and the friction and vibration of its wheels against the ground continued to make a drowsy sound.

Huangfu Miaomiao had fallen asleep in the car, with her head resting on Feng Ling, swaying slightly as the truck moved.

Feng Ling opened his eyes and looked at the mountains in the distance.

She had just checked with the mark that Li Qing had indeed gone to the parking lot of Sanqingshan Scenic Area as she had requested, but something was wrong with him. He had been lying in the narrow aisle of the RV, motionless, like a corpse.

It won’t go offline, right?

Feng Ling was worried and thought that the devil contract between him and Huangfu Miaomiao should be modified to restrict his actions.

If Li Qing really went offline, it would be a huge loss for Feng Ling, just like losing an alien encyclopedia.

The Sanqingshan scenic area is deserted today.

Although the scenic spot's online ticket booking platform has been so popular that the system has collapsed, the maze breaching incident has happened after all, and today is only the second day. The scenic spot staff need to recheck the facilities and ensure safety before reopening the scenic spot to the public.

Fortunately, the scenic area was not open, and there were few people and cars nearby. Feng Ling asked the driver to find a place to park, and he took the sleepy Huangfu Miaomiao to the parking lot to find Li Qing.

As evening approaches, the temperature remains hot.

Considering that the RV had been exposed to the sun all day in this weather and the air conditioner couldn’t be turned on, could it be that Li Qing fainted due to heatstroke?

Feng Ling regretted not giving him the car keys at that time.

It was also his own fault. He ran away in such a hurry that he didn't give her the chance to go back to the room to get the car keys.

Feng Ling found the RV she rented and opened the door. The stuffy air rushed out, making her frown.

She asked Huangfu Miaomiao to go and see Li Qing, and she went to the driver's seat to turn on the air conditioner.

A few seconds later, Huangfu Miaomiao shouted in the car: "He's dead!"

Feng Ling came over and asked, "Did he go offline, or is he really dead?"

"I don't know..." Huangfu Miaomiao put her ear against Li Qing's chest, "I can't hear the heartbeat."

She felt around again, "My body is cold too... Hey, what is this?"

Huangfu Miaomiao reached into Li Qing's clothes and pulled out a long creature, which was the green weasel that Li Qing raised.

The green weasel's body hung limply, looking as if it was dying.

"What is he holding in his hand?" Feng Ling asked again.

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Miaomiao put down the green weasel, pried open Li Qing's fingers, and was stunned.

"A tube of generic therapeutic injection and a portion of...full-strength preservative." She answered in a strange tone.

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, looked at Li Qing on the ground, and then looked at the green weasel on his body.

This is……

What's going on?

She stood there, sorted out her thoughts, then walked over, took the injection and preservative from Huangfu Miaomiao, and looked at them carefully.

The injection is the kind of recovery medicine commonly used by aliens, nothing special. The preservative is in the form of a long and thin strip, similar to the packaging of instant coffee.

Which good person would eat preservatives for no reason?
Feng Ling lowered his head and looked at Li Qing, who was dead on the ground. He pulled the corner of his mouth speechlessly and returned the injection and preservative to Huangfu Miaomiao.

"...You, use this injection to give the weasel an injection."

Huangfu Miaomiao's eyes widened, "Aren't you going to give it to the administrator?" "Isn't he dead? If he keeps lying there for a while, corpse spots will appear." Feng Ling frowned, "Hurry up and fight, or everyone will die in my car."

"Oh..." Huangfu Miaomiao injected a needle into the weasel with skillful technique.

Feng Ling was just about to ask whether the dosage should be halved given the size of the green weasel, but Huangfu Miaomiao had already injected the whole thing.

Forget it...

Anyway, they tried their best.

After waiting for a while, the weasel slowly woke up.

It moved its head slightly, its small black bean-like eyes opened for a moment, and then quickly closed again, still looking very weak.

Feng Ling unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, scooped some water with the bottle cap, then carried the weasel to the bar by the car window and let it drink water.

The green weasel drank the water in the bottle cap, straightened its upper body, held up the bottle cap, and stared at Feng Ling blankly.

Feng Ling added some more water into the bottle cap.

Huangfu Miaomiao didn't like Li Qing, but she had no problem with the little animal. She smiled and said, "It's so well behaved. Anyway, the Taoist priest is dead, so why don't we take care of it for him?"

Feng Ling looked at her speechlessly and thought: Can you really not guess anything at all?
The weasel drank enough water, jumped off the bar, and got back into Li Qing's clothes. After a few seconds, Li Qing's eyes opened.

Huangfu Miaomiao was shocked and said, "He's alive again!!!"

Feng Ling said calmly, "Yes, he's alive again."

Huangfu Miaomiao was surprised and then started to get angry, "Why can the administrator log in after logging off? After we players log off, we have to register a new account if we want to log in again. It's not fair!"

She thought Li Qing came back to life because he was offline just now.

Li Qing slowly stood up and saw the preservative on the ground. He bent down awkwardly to pick it up and explained, "I caught a cold in the rain last night and had a high fever on the road. I originally exchanged medicine from the system mall... Then maybe, maybe I fainted, so I didn't have time to inject myself."

Feng Ling looked at him with pity, "I guess it's not a cold. You may have contracted some virus from that pile of medical waste. Next time you go to a trash can, why not choose a kitchen waste bin?"

Huangfu Miaomiao immediately glared at Li Qing with disgust, "Oh my God, are you full of viruses? I just touched your clothes!——"

She rushed to the sink in a panic and washed her hands vigorously!

And the disgust value towards Li Qing is +99!

Feng Ling said to Li Qing calmly, "Go take a shower and don't take off your clothes. The light blue door at the back is the bathroom."

Taking a bath was secondary. The main thing was to create a chance for him to be alone. She quickly took the preservative, otherwise she was really worried that a fair and clean young man would develop corpse spots in front of her eyes.

Li Qing nodded, holding the preservative in his hand, and walked into the bathroom covertly.

Feng Ling heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, turned around and said to Huangfu Miaomiao who was standing in front of the sink: "Go outside and buy a set of Taoist robes. There is a store that specializes in renting costumes for photo shoots on the road we just came from. If you spend a little more money, you should be able to buy a set."

Huangfu Miaomiao pouted unhappily. She felt that Feng Ling was too nice to the Taoist priest, better than to her.

Feng Ling took out his phone and said, "I'll transfer 800 yuan to you. The remaining money for buying clothes will be your pocket money."

Huangfu Miaomiao then went shopping for clothes reluctantly.

Feng Ling closed the car door, turned around and walked to the bathroom, and knocked gently on the bathroom door, "Don't wash it. It will be troublesome to maintain the body after it gets wet, right?"

"........."

Not hearing any response, Feng Ling put his ear closer.

"Master? Are you listening?... Come out and let's talk. I promise I won't do anything to you."