In the living room of the vi, Mr. Dean was surrounded by a group of experts and professors in white
coats.
Some of them were wearing tight frowns on their faces in addition to their helpless expressions.
“All of you, get out of the way!” Ster yelled coldly.
When he saw Ster, Mr. Dean quickly waved his hand to signal the group to make way. At that,
everyone scattered to the sides.
Lying on the sick bed, Philix was looking at the ceiling through clouded eyes while his facial muscles
twitched from time to time.
Ster leaned close to Philix’s ear and whispered, “Warden, Nash is here.” However, Philix did not
seem to have heard him as he stared at the ceiling still.
Nash came over to the sick bed, and when he did, a faint light shed across the depths of his eyes. In
Philix’s cloudy pupils, he saw transparent bugs that were as thick as strands of hair swimming around
inside.
Philix was blind at this moment.
He had lost feeling in his limbs and was blind in both eyes. It was likely that the poison that caused
deossification had also affected his hearing-
Philix was suffering from great pain seeing how his facial muscles twitched and how pale and bloodless
his face was.
Nash turned to look at Mr. Dean. “Do you have any analgesics?”
“I’ve already given him two doses. It doesn’t seem to work,” Mr. Dean faltered as he replied.
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Nash nodded. “Have all the idlers leave for now.”
With that, everyone exited the vi except Ster.
Brian wanted to stay, but since this patient was of a fearful identity, he had no choice but to turn around
and leave as well.
“Brian, you’re staying.”
Nash wanted to use the Divine Needling method, and Brian could stand to learn from him although how
much he learned would depend on him.
“Can I stay?” Ster asked.
Nash said nothing to that, so Ster took it as a yes.
After everyone left the vi, Nash took out a bundle of smudge sticks from his pocket and said, “Take
off the warden’s clothes!
”
Ster and Brian jointly undressed Philix.
They could almost see every bone in Philix’s body after they removed his clothes.
The skin dangled loosely from his body as if he had no muscles, and the space between his ribs was
sunken in. His stomach looked like it was sewn tightly to the skin of his abdomen.
He looked like just a piece of human skin wrapped around a skeleton.
“He lost 33 pounds in just one night,” Ster croaked.
Nash grabbed seven silver needles and threw them in seven different directions, effectively destroying
all the cameras in the living room of the vi.
In the next second, seven golden needles found their way to Nash’s palm.
The Divine Needling technique was rather shocking, so the fewer people who knew about it, the better.
Nash then inserted a golden needle into the very top of Philix’s head. The moment he let go of the gold,
snake-shaped golden needle, it trembled slightly.
Following that, he inserted more into various other nodes on his head as well as one or two on his
neck.
A strike on any of the nine points in total that he had inserted a needle into would render one numb and
unconscious.
The nine gold, snake-shaped needles shook so much that they had even created doubled images.
They produced a buzzing sound.
“The poison is stimting the central nervous system, rendering analgesics useless. Even aa
would be something extravagant to hope for. These Divine Needles can disrupt the pressure points and
allow the afflicted to temporarily enter a state of suspended animation.”
The heart rate monitor next to him issued an rm for Philix’s low heart rate just as Nash was giving
his exnation. The line eventually went still.
Ster clenched his fists tightly, sweat appearing on his forehead.
He was so very worried… He was worried that the warden’s heart would stop beating forever.
Brianmitted Nash’s every word into memory.
Nash looked back at Ster and said lightly, “I’m only 20% certain now. If the warden doesn’t rouse, I
hope you’ll be able to keep your calm.”