"I can probably hold on for three months, which is enough..."

"Three months?"

"Yes."

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Afraid, very afraid."

"Then why are you so calm?"

Li Xiang's eyes stayed on the bloodless face in the white coat, looking forward to his answer.

Putting away the handkerchief, under Li Xiang's gaze, the white coat clapped his hands.

Two figures in black robes stepped out of the shadows.

They hold tea sets in their hands.

If transparent tentacles can be called hands.

These are two Deathrattlers.

After pouring hot tea for the two of them, the two Death Raiders left the house carrying the bodies in the room.

There was no body, but the smell of blood and decay was still strong in the room.

The white coat picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Because I'm afraid, I'm calm."

"What?"

"Because of fear, I have made many attempts and efforts, but when I found that none of this could save my life, what else could I do except face it calmly."

silence.

Li Xiang could not create in his mind the image of the man in front of him crying bitterly in front of death.

Ever since we met, he has always been so calm.

"Well, maybe you are right, no one can resist death."

The light in Li Xiang's eyes dimmed slightly.

She still remembered that when she first met the person in front of her, he was just a good carpenter and had his own fresh logic for the renovation of wooden houses.

A sick carpenter.

During the forty-three days of the first assignment, the carpenter taught himself to become a good doctor by relying on the resources he received from decorating the wooden house for the senior man.

The carpenter plans to treat himself.

The second time the two met was already in this land full of undead.

After discovering that he was seriously ill and unable to cure himself with medical methods, the carpenter settled in this wasteland full of ghosts with the acquiescence of the rules of the metropolis.

Since normal medical methods cannot heal oneself, what about undead magic?

In just nine days, within the time limit of Li Xiang's mission, this man who once knew nothing about undead magic completed the introduction to the scholarship of the undead on his own by relying on the research on countless undead in this wilderness...

genius?

No!

This is just a man's last struggle!

Today is the third time the two have met.

In the name of a bounty hunter, under the rules of the metropolis, watch this man embrace death with your own eyes.

Li Xiang couldn't imagine how an ordinary carpenter could become a person who had to witness his death with his own eyes in three years.

In the cold atmosphere, the white coat sipped the tea in front of him.

"Don't look at me without saying anything, you'll make me feel like I'm dead."

"What?"

"The way you looked at me just now is the same as the way I usually look at corpses. I don't like it."

Having said this, the white coat showed a gentle smile to Li Xiang: "Don't worry, I will wait for death obediently and won't cause you any trouble."

"Do you know why I'm here?" Li Xiang frowned upon hearing this.

"I guessed some, of course, but I didn't guess that it would be you."

While talking, the white coat dug out a pile of information from the cabinet on the side, walked to the fireplace and threw it in.

Watching the blazing flames in the fireplace engulfing the paper, the white coat whispered:

"Look, I really didn't intend to struggle, I was just waiting for death to come."

"Then why are you judged as a monster by the metropolis?"

"Maybe it's because I collected the bodies of some dead survivors? Well, don't worry, I only picked them up after they died and didn't do it myself."

Li Xiang didn't speak, but silently pulled out the two swords at his waist.

Just picking up the corpses of survivors, the white coat will not be judged by the metropolis as a dangerous level three monster.

Seeing Li Xiang pull out his two swords, the white coat shook his head helplessly at her:

"I really didn't do anything. Well, maybe I also came into contact with some information that the metropolis didn't want me to study."

"What information?"

"That's what was just burned."

"What is it?"

"You wouldn't want to know, unless you wanted to be like me."

"You mean monster?"

"No, it's an illness, a terminal illness that cannot be cured."

The white coat ignored Li Xiang's unsheathed swords and walked to the locker nearby to rummage around.

He took out a few small items from the locker and placed them on the table:

"Since it is you who are here, consider these small items as parting gifts from old friends."

Facing imminent death, this person is still in the mood to prepare gifts for his friends?

Li Xiang glanced at him in surprise, then turned his attention to the items on the table.

A scalpel inlaid with a skull, a pair of wrist guards with beautiful patterns, and a gold-plated... pocket watch?

The three pieces of equipment shimmered with rich magical aura.

Li Xiang could tell that the quality of these three pieces of equipment would never be low.

"Take it and go, then leave my cabin...well, at least stay away from me and let me finish this final journey quietly."

After saying everything he wanted to say to Li Xiang, the white coat clapped his hands again.

This time it was not the Death Raider, but a black warrior who was covered in iron armor, with only a pair of scarlet eyes exposed.

Facing this black warrior, Li Xiang subconsciously took two steps back.

The pressure brought by the Black Warrior to her has reached the level of the Third Order.

Incredibly strong!

"You see, if I don't want to and want to do something, you have no power to stop me."

Before the white coat finished speaking, he coughed again.

A flash of bright red appeared on the handkerchief.

The white coat's face became paler as he coughed up blood, and he couldn't stand and sat directly on the chair behind him.

"Big Cat, send her away..."

The sound of gasping was accompanied by the sound of retreating footsteps.

The black warrior walked towards Li Xiang slowly, his eyes flashing red.

Faced with a real threat, Li Xiang could only choose to leave.

But before she left.

The white coat who had already walked into the room suddenly said something incomprehensible to her.

"Death is not our end, my friend, we need not fear..."

...

...

The existence of white coats is completely invincible to the newcomers in the wooden house area.

As Bai Daco himself said, he had no intention of harming the survivors.
To be continued...