Ai Wei'er stepped down from the carriage, lifting the hem of her elaborate noblewoman's gown with one hand and carrying a medical kit in the other.
Her chestnut hair fell in gentle waves, and her lovely face and flawless skin made it clear that a girl like her could not have been raised by an ordinary family.
Her movements revealed a Martial Artist's foundation. As an Intermediate War General, Ai Wei'er could absolutely be called a genius among women.
When she reached the rock, Ai Wei'er crouched down.
A man was lying atop the rock.
Ai Wei'er had never seen a man like this before.
He was tall and powerfully built, with sharply defined features. Even lying there completely still, he radiated boundless masculine vigor.
This was a real man, a man overflowing with male hormones!
Ai Wei'er's heartbeat quickened slightly. She reached out with her small hand and examined his condition.
"He's been poisoned. He was bitten by a Mutated Black Triangle."
She quickly spotted the snakebite on the man's arm. She could even readily identify the type of snake, and the slight blackening of his skin proved that he had been poisoned for quite some time.
"Uncle Wang! Help me carry him into the carriage!"
Ai Wei'er called out anxiously, and the coachman came over from the other side.
As Ai Wei'er's coachman and bodyguard, the man surnamed Wang was quite skilled. He was a Junior God of War.
The situation on Napoli Planet was similar to Earth during the God Transformation Calendar. There were War Gods, Star Realm experts, and Mutated Beasts running rampant everywhere. Humanity had always been locked in conflict with the beasts.
A God of War Level expert could be considered strong, but not truly among the very best.
When he came to the