Transcending God

At that moment, Zhuang Hong said, "A Fei, don't be discouraged. I might have a way to treat your lung cancer."

Chen Yuanfei froze, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes. "You can treat it?"

Then he smiled bitterly. "As if I wouldn't know what you're capable of. Don't try to comfort me. I know my condition. I've been to all the most renowned oncology departments..."

Zhuang Hong said, "Don't move."

A large number of fine silk threads, nearly invisible to the naked eye, extended from his hand and pinned Chen Yuanfei in place. Then he used Dimensional Sight to lock onto the larger tumors.

Chen Yuanfei's body instantly stiffened.

A few seconds later.

"Smack!"

Several chunks of flesh and blood of varying sizes were casually tossed onto the table by Zhuang Hong.

Chen Yuanfei instinctively leaned back, away from them, and stared blankly. "What are these?"

"The larger tumors inside your body."

Zhuang Hong's operation was very simple. He locked onto the tumors within Chen Yuanfei's body, sent fine silk threads around through another space, then extended them back in, directly into Chen Yuanfei's body, and precisely removed them.

It looked as though the tumors had vanished into thin air by teleportation, but in truth, it was merely a simple application of spatial ability.

Still, to an ordinary person, such an ability was utterly unbelievable.

Chen Yuanfei was even more bewildered, laughing in disbelief. "At a time like this, you're still joking with me, Ah Hong..."

Yet the next moment, a wave of searing pain surged from every part of his body, nearly causing him to pass out.

But very quickly, it felt as though the massive boulder that had long weighed upon his chest had been lifted away. A feeling of ease flowed through his entire body.

Zhuang Hong took out a bottle of red potion and handed it to Chen Yuanfei. "I hollowed out quite a few places in your body. Drink this. It'll help you recover somewhat, and it can stop the pain too."

This was a Rapid Healing potion Zhuang Hong had obtained while traveling through worlds. It was exceptionally effective at healing wounds, and he always kept a bottle on him.

The moment Chen Yuanfei heard that it could stop the pain, he immediately took it and drained it in one gulp.

Only after drinking it did countless questions begin to surface in his mind.

But before he could make sense of them, a warm current rose from his abdomen and spread throughout his body in the blink of an eye. The pain inside him rapidly faded, and the comfort he felt was like being reborn.

He could not remember how long it had been since he had felt this good.

Zhuang Hong added, "Your illness can be treated. For now, I've temporarily suppressed it for a while. A Fei, don't do anything foolish. Wait for me. I'll find medicine specifically suited to treating it."

The way Chen Yuanfei looked at Zhuang Hong had become utterly astonished.

For the first time, he realized that this brother he had grown up with, this man of few words, was actually so mysterious.

At the same time, a ray of hope emerged within his despairing darkness.

"Really?"

Zhuang Hong nodded.

But after thinking it over and over, Chen Yuanfei still found the whole thing absurd. He felt around his body and found no wounds anywhere, then pointed at the flesh on the table and asked, "These are tumors from inside my body?"

"Yes."

Chen Yuanfei was speechless for a moment. "..."

Chen Yuanfei left in a daze.

Compared to when he had arrived, there was now an extra measure of hope in his heart.

Yet he still found the matter somewhat bizarre.

It was not that he was unwilling to believe Zhuang Hong. Rather, he had lived in such an ordinary world ever since childhood. He had never believed in anything supernatural, nor had he ever heard of anyone digging tumors out of a body without surgery...

It was like taking money out of a safe without opening it.

Even the immortals of legend would have to open the safe first, wouldn't they?

Still, he sincerely hoped that immortals could take the money away without opening the safe, just as he sincerely did not want to leave this world.

He spent the entire night without sleep. Early the next morning, burdened with worries, he hurried to the hospital to register for an examination.

The doctor clearly remembered him and frowned. "Didn't I arrange your first surgery for ten days from now?"

Chen Yuanfei said mysteriously, "Doctor He, the large tumors inside me seem to have disappeared. Could you arrange another examination for me? I want to confirm it."

The look Doctor He gave Chen Yuanfei became unusually sympathetic. He sighed inwardly. Alas, the world is like this. Misfortune always chooses those already burdened by suffering. He must be unable to bear the fact that he has little time left. His mind has collapsed...

Doctor He was just considering how to offer a few words of comfort.

Then Chen Yuanfei said, "Don't worry about the examination fees. I still have money."

Doctor He said, "Since you want to confirm it, then go get another examination."

After parting from Chen Yuanfei, Zhuang Hong seemed somewhat preoccupied.

Although he had told Chen Yuanfei that cancer could be treated, he was not completely certain that it truly could.

All he could say was that he could travel to other worlds and search for a treatment for Chen Yuanfei.

Still, he believed that somewhere within this endless expanse of space, there had to be a way to treat cancer.

I originally wanted to explore space as soon as possible and seek new abilities. Now it seems I need to find a way to treat A Fei first.

First, I'll go to the book market and buy Xu Kaidong a mathematics book. Right, Red Beard Monster broke my laptop. I'll buy a new one while I'm at it...

Thinking over these matters, Zhuang Hong hurried toward the book market.

Taking notes was Zhuang Hong's habit. He could find enjoyment in writing, adding a touch of color to his dull life of fleeing.

As for Xu Kaidong.

Running into this Transcender in another space had been purely accidental.

After all, during endless journeys through space, it was perfectly normal to encounter Transcenders who were either unlucky or fortunate.

By coincidence, the Ivory Hairpin atop Xu Kaidong's head happened to contain something Zhuang Hong needed—Spacetime Essence.

Spacetime Essence differed from Source Power. Source Power was the energy used to activate special abilities such as 'Fine Silk' and 'Ejection,' while Spacetime Essence was the foundation that allowed him to travel through space. It permeated every cell of his body, and the amount of Essence determined the strength of his ability to traverse space.

As long as he swallowed that Ivory Hairpin, he could obtain a considerable amount of Spacetime Essence and increase his traversal speed.

Therefore, Zhuang Hong did not mind doing the other man a small favor in exchange.

Of course, he could simply seize it directly. With his abilities, Xu Kaidong would certainly be unable to resist, but Zhuang Hong did not want to do that.

He did not want to rely on his strength to do whatever he pleased.

Or rather, before doing whatever he pleased, he would try to choose gentler means of resolving a problem.

But Xu Kaidong apparently did not believe in Zhuang Hong's "principles." He even thought Zhuang Hong was some sort of "Transcending God."

Zhuang Hong merely smiled and let it pass.

Whether to believe or not was the other party's choice.

After wandering around the book market for a while, Zhuang Hong found the book he wanted—What Is Mathematics, written by R. Courant and H. Robbins.

It was a popular mathematics book. Whether for professionals or mathematics enthusiasts, it was an excellent reference work. It was perfect for Xu Kaidong to show off with, and there was no need to worry that its explanations would be too profound to understand.

Of course, if Xu Kaidong was too hopeless to comprehend it, that had nothing to do with him.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Hong also bought Xu Kaidong an electric baton, intending to bring it along.

After all, Xu Kaidong was something of a fellow Earthling. It could not have been easy for him to stay alone in ancient times. Since they had met, it counted as fate. And since fate had brought them together, Zhuang Hong did not mind lending him an extra hand.

After getting the electric baton, Zhuang Hong muttered, "This baton is fully charged. If he uses it sparingly, it should be enough for him to protect himself. Selling it to him for ten taels of gold isn't too much, right..."

Sentiment was sentiment; business was business.

Bringing it to him was a favor between fellow countrymen. Whether Xu Kaidong wanted to buy it was business.