Chapter 185 Dawn Fireworks [Requesting Guaranteed Monthly Tickets～]

After a brief check on the old instructor's condition, Wang Jixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's nothing serious, not a big problem.

The "Black Shell" was merely suffering from brain shrinkage, and the few remaining 'components' of the body were on the verge of collapse.

He had thought he would need to inform Lingtong to prepare a memorial service later to mourn his biological grandfather.

Having previously considered how to extend the life of General Fu Jian, Wang Jixuan had been prepared for this kind of situation.

He pulled out a blank piece of talisman paper, bit his fingertip, squeezed out some blood, and drew a talisman on the paper before sticking it on top of the "Black Shell."

The "Black Shell's" labored breathing immediately became much smoother.

It was just a simple soul-stabilizing technique.

Wang Jixuan looked up at Shen Qionglin, who had already lifted her helmet's visor to closely observe the "Black Shell."