HCB Chapter 432: Changing a Place for Retirement
Chapter 432: Changing a Place for Retirement
"Master Shiori," Bai Hao walked briskly to the first floor and bowed to Shiori who was drinking alone. "Why did you think of coming to my place today? Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to the south of the city to treat your leg for a week?"
"Humph, of course you don't want me to come. If I hadn't heard that you would leave Scott in a few days, I would probably be lying in the clinic in the south of the city now!" said Shuo, blowing his beard and glaring.
Although the physique of the dwarves is second only to that of the orcs, Shiori is, after all, an old man whose life is coming to an end, so it is inevitable that his body, which is about to be buried, will have many problems.
Shiori's legs have aged extremely badly, and now he can't walk without someone's support. Bai Hao once examined Shiori's body, and his legs couldn't be healed by healing magic. It was a natural aging process rather than a disease. The blood vessels, muscles, and every cell inside him were all a little out of control.
In the end, Bai Hao also said that he was helpless, and Olmia's suggestion was to go to the south of Scott City, where there was a newly opened medical clinic in Buji. The treatment technology used there was a kind of herbal therapy with Eastern characteristics, mainly focusing on conditioning.
Bai Hao once went to a clinic in Buji out of curiosity. The rich smell of boiled medicine and the techniques of taking pulses and examining patients made Bai Hao feel extremely familiar. Wasn't this the world-famous Chinese medicine from his previous life in Da Xia?
Thinking of this, Bai Hao sincerely suggested: "You should go to the clinic in Buji, maybe you can save your legs. I heard that the yin and yang harmonizing medical skills of the East are very suitable for old people like you!"
"No need for that. My biggest problem is my approaching death. Instead of panicking like a desperate fool, I should just accept my useless body and face everything calmly like a great cauldron, including the impending death!"
Shiori spoke very calmly, as if he could accurately guess the day of his own death. However, this old man who could face death so gracefully still had things he couldn't let go of. Bai Hao knew very well what Shiori wanted. What else could it be but that little hammer?
Bai Hao sighed and said bluntly, "I will leave Scott in about three days. This is an irreversible plan, and I will definitely take the little hammer with me to Orleans. You should know how important it is to me."
"I know, I've always understood that," Shiori nodded helplessly, "I didn't hold out much hope for you to keep this little hammer. It should shine in the hands of more promising young people, rather than accompany an old man like me into the coffin. This is what Master Kama doesn't want to see..."
Bai Hao was a little surprised by Shiori's open-mindedness. After all, before this, Shiori's attitude towards the small hammer had always been to fight for it with all his strength. Shiori had never been willing to give up this artifact that could help him regain the passion and enthusiasm of his youth.
As if seeing Bai Hao's confusion, Zhuo smiled and said, "Do you think I'm a bandit from the mountains? Since the hammer belongs to you, it means that it is destined to be with you. I have lived for so long and have never plundered things that do not belong to me."
Bai Hao curled his lips when he heard this, and couldn't help but complain in his heart: That's not necessarily true. If you knew that this little hammer came from the great god of furnace and forging, I wonder if you would still be so clear-minded?
Things created by gods have an irresistible attraction to mortals, especially things belonging to the gods they believe in. Shiori is undoubtedly Kamado's most devout believer, which is why the little hammer has such a strong attraction to him.
"In that case, then why did you come to see me today..." Bai Hao asked with some confusion.
Shiori took a sip of hot tea slowly, then said a little embarrassedly: "I heard that the method you used to leave Scott, Xiao Baihao, is an unprecedented method of teleportation, which is more powerful than any teleportation method currently on the market."
"It's like this," Bai Hao looked at the expectant Shiori and couldn't help asking, "So is there somewhere you want to go? I can help you according to the situation."
If Shiori wanted to go to a town near Scott, it would be easy enough for the Wheel of Fortune. But if it was somewhere farther away, such as a place that Youla had never been to or where there was no teleportation anchorage nearby, then it would be impossible.
Although the teleportation of the Wheel of Fortune is convenient, it also has many limitations. At least for now, Youla cannot travel across the continent by herself as she pleases. The teleportation anchor point is a problem, and the consumption of divine power is another problem that must be faced.
Before this, the Wheel of Fortune relied on Anan, the present-day subordinate god, for transmission, but now Anan has returned to Southern Xinjiang with Hilmeria, so Kalia, who can produce her own divine power, has become the only designated energy source for the Wheel of Fortune.
Fortunately, Kalia possesses nearly endless divine power in Scott. She can provide sufficient energy to teleport the Wheel of Fortune directly to Campbell Territory, but it will not work after that. Far away from the southern border, Kalia will once again become a lovely magic apprentice.
"Hehe," Shiori rubbed his hands, smiling all the time on his wrinkled old face, "I definitely won't bother you. It's 100% on the way. I hope you can take me to Orleans. I plan to retire in the Forging Association over there!"
Bai Hao understood Shiori's plan in an instant. Since Hammer couldn't leave him, and he would have to leave Scott soon, Shiori might as well just move to another place and stay with Bai Hao.
In this way, Shiori can borrow the small hammer anytime and anywhere, perfectly solving the problem of being in a different place.
Bai Hao nodded speechlessly, but still couldn't help asking, "But why do you insist on teleporting with me? With your family's wealth, you can definitely rent a strong earth dragon beast to travel back and forth many times. It's as stable as land, and it's most suitable for an old man like you to ride."
Shiori smiled somewhat dejectedly upon hearing that, and then stood up with some difficulty with the help of the guards beside him. This extremely simple action alone made Shiori breathe heavily.
"Smart little Baihao, you seem to have forgotten one thing," Shiori slowly approached Baihao and shook his head, "It takes a lot of time to ride the Earth Dragon Beast from Scott to Orleans, and my body can't stand the bumps of full speed. If we move slowly, it will conservatively take a month."
"That's right." Bai Hao nodded in agreement.
"I'm worried that my body won't be able to hold out that long. Anything can happen in a month. I don't want to leave this world with regrets..."
Bai Hao was somewhat moved by Shiori's words. He could indeed sense that his life was coming to an end, perhaps in the next few months. Looking at Shiori's anxious look, he probably wouldn't live another year.
"Okay, I promise you!" Bai Hao didn't say any more words, but directly and clearly agreed to Xia.
"Thank you, Xiao Baihao. I'll go back and prepare other things. This is really the best news I've heard this month..." With a smile on his face and nodding continuously, he slowly left the first floor of the hotel with the help of the guards.
Outside the hotel, Shiori's short back looked a little desolate, as if he was about to be squeezed into the colorful light and shadow at any time. Bai Hao suddenly thought of something and immediately walked out of the hotel door quickly. Before Shiori was about to get on the car, he smiled and said, "I don't have time to go to Cook's workshop to forge these days. There is too much knowledge that needs to be summarized and sorted out, so,"
"So leave this hammer with you first, and return it to me when we set off." After saying that, Bai Hao threw the small hammer directly to the dazed Shiori.
"Oh, little brat, don't throw the treasure so rudely!" With excitement on his face, Shiori activated his magic power, stretched out his skinny hand and steadily caught the hammer thrown by Bai Hao. The action seemed to have returned to his heyday when he was two or three hundred years old.