Yan Mo was pushed away, even if he shouted loudly.

  Here, he is just a deformed waste, no one will think that he has any use, some still think that he wanted to watch the fun, and have a little hate him.

  Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers also have their own clan leader and the elders. Before they had their own the priest, the elder took on the responsibilities of the priest and is responsible for solving some common problems for them, including healing.

  Naturally, there are the elder here, or two. Both the elder are old and conscious of coming here. They are also the "Doctors" here.

  Two of the elder were invited to come over and look at the collapsed Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers. They whispered something to the other person. At last, one of them said, "Hiss, no help."

  Other Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers hissed sympathetically, but they were not very sad. Every day, some of their companions died. It seemed to them that this was a common thing, and the deformed and weak were more likely to die.

  Even some Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers are glad that at least this deformity was not starved to death, and many of them were going to die of hunger in winter.

  The leader ejected the sticky net, caught the dying Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers and dragged them aside, then recycled the sticky net, and prepared to deal with it after it died.

  The order of the queues has been restored. All Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers are as good as they are. They continue to line up and collect food.

  Yan Mo was also urged by the leader to go back to the original team. Yan Mo didn't listen and walked to the little Chuan Shajia, who was dying, avoiding other Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers.

  The leader was a little upset. He thought the new disabled was weird and disobedient. He decided to confiscate the food that was going to be given to Yan Mo today as punishment.

  There are a lot of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers secretly looking at Yan Mo, and those are the deformities in childhood. Compared with other Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers, Yan Mo with scales is more similar to them.

  Yan Mo knelt on one knee and reaches out to touch the little Chuan Shajia's body.

  The little Chuan Shajia whimpered bitterly. He knew he was going to die. He was very sad. He wanted someone to accompany him, but his mother had abandoned him. The world of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers has no father figure, only mothers. Every year, there are mating and reproductive periods in the adult, and the male left the female after the mating period. The pregnant female, Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers, is supported by her whole family until she gives birth to a baby.

  The baby needs to drink milk. The mother will take it with her for three months. Three months later, the little Chuan Shajias will have to leave the nest. Three to six months of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers are raised by the whole family, and six to three-year-old Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers will start to be assigned some work within their capabilities.

  Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers over three years old are considered adults. In theory, the life span of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers can live about 20 years, and they will enter old age after 12 years old. However, there are not many Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers who can live to 12 years old.

  The age of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers can be seen from their scales, which have rings on them.

  This little Chuan Shajia has only one ring of rings on its scales, which is not very clear, which shows that it is less than one year old, equivalent to four or five years old of human beings, and it doesn't understand anything.

  Yan Mo's eyes are slightly closed, and the body structure of the little Chuan Shajia is slowly outlined in the Soul Sea.

  Floating in the air, the little Chuan Shajia child is transparent, and all the internal organs and blood vessels and bones are clearly shown in Yan Mo Soul Sea.

  As a doctor, Yan Mo saw the little Chuan Shajia’s body perspective and realized it was wrong. Especially now he can see the energy distribution and transmission of the organisms. The internal energy transmission of this little Chuan Shajia is just a mess. Many places seem to be blocked. Some places are too strong, some are not weak at all.

  Most of the energy of the little Chuan Shajias is concentrated in its brain. Its brain is obviously more than twice larger than that of the ordinary Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers, which is also the reason why its back brain protrudes. But its body energy distribution is extremely bad. Even in the brain, the energy can't flow freely, just gathered in it.

  These energies can stimulate brain development, but they also impose a great burden on the young Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearer.

  It will take time to check the analysis with virtual instruments. Yan Mo thought of Yuan Zhan and others waiting outside, so he had to choose a shortcut. He asked Dragon Blood Tree, "Tell me what can be done to treat the little Chuan Shajias in evolution of its body"

  Only this solution needs five thousand belief points. Yan Mo was about to choose to agree. Suddenly, the young sapling jumped over and slapped a branch on the Dragon Blood Tree.

  The Dragon Blood Tree made a weeping sound.

  Yan Mo can't laugh or cry at this scene.

  Young sapling pointed to Yan Mo, and also pointed to the virtual little Chuan Shajia, with a little soft green light floating on the top of the branch.

  “Life energy? You mean that life energy can cure these little Chuan Shajias?”

  The sapling nodded proudly.

  “I see! The little Chuan Shajia I can see from his body structure that his problem is that some organs are not well developed, which is due the elimination of evolution. Life energy can promote his underdeveloped organs to develop again, and grow to the intensity that can adapt to the world. Is that right?” Yan Mo was excited.

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  The little sapling swayed and swayed to the virtual little Chuan Shajia and poked its brain with the branch.

  Yan Mo turned his eyes. “By the way, I can also channel the energy gathered in their brains and relieve their brain burden."

  The sapling poked the little Chuan Shajia's brain again, as if to express something.

  But at this time, Yan Mo sensed that there was a nearby living body coming to him. He could not stay in the Soul Sea, so he had to quit the Soul Sea exploration and open his eyes.

  Little-Scar Shajia took his food and ran to Yan Mo. "Hiss, you don't have your food. Apart from the chief, no one can give food to the walking Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers. Even the elder has to come out and get it himself. "

  Yan Mo turned to see Little-Scar Shajia, and found that the food it receives is irregular, just like the dough that is made by someone.

  "What is this?"

  "Hiss, food."

  "Can you show me? I won't eat yours, I will give you mine.” Yan Mo took a piece of fresh meat from the space, indicating that he has food.

  Little-Scar Shajia saw the fresh meat that he could smell blood, and his eyes were all staring straight, "Hiss, you have meat, you……"

  Little-Scar Shajia felt it was inconceivable.

  "You prefer fresh meat? Then, let's exchange?” Yan Mo is very interested in the daily food of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers, especially the ball seems to have been processed, and he doesn't know what the original shape is.

  Little-Scar Shajia hesitated, "Hiss, do you really want to trade with me?" no one would be so stupid as to use fresh meat for the old, the sick, the disabled and the food is scarce, and the fresh meat is still so freaking big.

  There are Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers who smell fresh meat, sniff around with their noses, and some have looked this way.

  Little-Scar Shajia was afraid that the fresh meat would be robbed by other Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers, so he immediately pushed his paste to Yan Mo.

  Yan Mo confidently puts the fresh meat to Little-Scar Shajia's mouth.

  Little-Scar Shajia was so happy that his claws stretched out. Shua Shua he divided the fresh meat into several long strips. His long tongue stretched out several times and ate all the fresh meat.

  Yan Mo was not particularly surprised. He touched Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers several times. He has been able to perfectly simulate all of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers in the Soul Sea. Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers have only one stomach, but there is also a pouch beside the stomach, which can be used to store food.

  He even thought about whether the dough was the synthetic food that some adult Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers swallowed and vomited. The guide told him that this is how adult Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers feed their newborn babies. Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers are omnivores. They eat everything from plants and insects to animals.

  Yan Mo picked up the paste, sniffed it, crumpled it, and licked it.

  It's very fishy, a little bit salty, and the taste is rough. It's like plantsmixed with meat, and there's a little bit of ground gravel in it. I don't know if it's the reason that Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers swallowed them. These residual sands no longer have that kind of pollution energy.

  Yan Mo put the dough away for further analysis.

  He picked up the little Chuan Shajia.

  Little-Scar Shajia exclaimed, "Hiss, what are you going to do? It's not dead yet. "

  “I know it's not dead. I want to save it."

  "Hiss, save it? Even the elder can’t, can you save it?” Little-Scar Shajia run to Yan Mo.

  All the time, Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers, who have been paying attention to this side, made a noise. The leader scolded Yan Mo for being inconvenient. Fortunately, the food had been distributed almost. He gave the rest to the nearby Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers, ran quickly to stop Yan Mo, and called out several guards.

  Yan Mo speeds up. The little Chuan Shajia can't wait. It can die at any time.

  The leader and several guards followed.

  Yan Mo entered his small room and puts the little Chuan Shajia down.

  The leader came after him and shouted, "Hiss! What are you doing? We Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers never eat our own kind! If you dare to do anything wrong, we will kill you!”

  Yan Mo was stunned. Do they think he's going to eat the little Chuan Shajia?

  Not only the leader thinks so, but many of the present Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers think so. In the past, there have been cases of starving Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers stealing the same kind of corpses, especially those with abnormal appearance who stole to the cemetery of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers to eat the corpses.

  At the beginning, it caused a big fight in Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers. Many Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers said that the deformed Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers should not stay, and should be killed when they were born. Later, the elders of the clan made a consensus to only raise these deformities together and let them live and die on their own.

  Yan Mo was originally big enough to walk upright, which is unique among the deformed Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers. People are wondering how he could grow so big. Seeing that he picked up the little Chuan Shajias, which was about to die, and what happened to the deformed Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers before, he naturally thought that he would grow up like this just by eating the same kind of food.

  “I know how to save it, can I save it, or do you want it to die?" Yan Mo blocked the little Chuan Shajia from the leader.

  "Hiss, you don't want to eat it?" the leader doubted.

  "Of course not. You can look at me here. If you find that I want to eat it, it's not too late for you to start again. I can't beat you.” Yan Mo smiled.

  The leader took it for granted that this deformed waste must have extremely low force value. After all, the other side can't even spray the sticky net and has no sharp claws.

  "Hiss, let it help." Two huge Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers climbed to the door, and the elder came together.

  When the leader saw the elder coming, he moved to get out of the way.

  The small rooms are so small that there are so many Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers that they can't fit them at all.

  Yan Mo thought they would go out, so he saw several Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers come in sequence and climb up the wall. Soon, the five or six meter high walls were full of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers. They are also divided into different levels according to their status. Those with high status occupy the best perspective and distance, and those with low status can only climb up.

  Yan Mo: “.……” Thanks to my courage, I have no crowd phobia.

  Two of the elder seemed to be interested in the light wood placed in four corners of the room. They circled for a long time and almost bit a light tree.

  "Hiss, that's good. I want it, too. I haven't been out to see the sun for a long time. I'll exchange things with you, will you agree?" asked the elder.

  Yan Mo rubbed his face, but said: "Yes, can I cure this little brother now?"

  "Hiss, help me, everyone get out of the way." The elder beckoned the leader and the guards back to make room for Yan Mo.

  The leader and the guard simply blocked the door, and the others climbed to the wall.

  Only Little-Scar Shajia crawled around Yan Mo's feet by virtue of being a companion who had exchanged food with Yan Mo. He saw the sand wrapped in a sticky net beside the wall and wanted to help Yan Mo lay the sand.

  Yan Mo quickly stopped it. "Just put it there. Don't move."

  Little-Scar Shajia doesn't understand why Yan Mo doesn't lay him in the sand. They all know that rolling in the sand often makes the scales and claws harder and the body stronger.

  The leader called Little-Scar Shajia, and Little-Scar Shajia retreated to one side, climbed to the pile of sand and stared at Yan Mo.

  The little Chuan Shajia also came, and they were squeezed on the bottom edge of the wall.

  For the first time, Yan Mo has treated patients with so much gaze.

  No, he's been watched before, but it's the first time he's been stared at by so many non-humans in such a small space.

  Taking a deep breath, Yan Mo quickly threw away the yellow eyes that were staring at him and began to treat the little Chuan Shajia.

  First of all, he needs to dredge and channel the energy gathered in the little guy's brain.

  He knelt down and sat in front of the little guy's head, gently wrapping his hands around his head.

  His energy has been assimilated with the life energy, that is to say, he can use any kind of energy as long as he wanted.

  But at this time, there is no need for life energy. He just uses one of the most common energy in the eastern continent, the energy of water to probe into the little guy's brain.

  Water is the source of life and the softest of all energy except life energy.

  Yan Mo's energy just penetrated into the little guy's brain, just contacted the energy group in the other guy's brain, suddenly!

  Yan Mo's body shook violently, almost like he was unscrewing the head of the little guy in his hand!

  The energy in the little guy's brain is so aggressive that it climbed along with the energy he has penetrated.

  What energy is this? It’s different from any kind of pollution he has seen before, and the pollutant that destroys energy, this kind of energy is extremely active, and its response to energy is extremely rapid.

  Yan Mo was about to disconnect from the little Chuan Shajias, and the energy that had invaded his body changed.

  Yan Mo felt his body changed and was shocked for a while!

  He thought that there was nothing in the world that could surprise him too much, but nature would always produce miracles that would astonish even God.