If he really hoped to be raised by a snake, he would definitely not be able to live.
Sheji didn't even know how to reduce her fever. If he continued living with her in the wild, he would either die of a high fever, food poisoning, or dysentery.
After the fever subsided a little, Pu Piaole was eager to know where he was.
The entire coastal area of East Asia was a densely populated area. There was no need to worry about entering an uninhabited desolate area. He just needed to look around and he would be able to find a place where humans lived.
As expected, there happened to be a town not far from the coast.
"Wait in the woods. Don't go anywhere else. I'll be back soon."
Pu Piaole repeatedly exhorted before leaving the woods, "If you encounter other humans, quickly hide. Don't release your body unless it's an emergency. Understand?"
After Sheji transformed into a dragon, she drifted aimlessly. It would be a dream to get her to tell him where he was.
It wasn't that Sheji didn't want to tell him, but she didn't know where she was.
Everything depended on him, a patient, to go to the town and ask around.
"Yes, yes."
After watching Pu Piaole leave, Sheji carefully hid behind a tree and cautiously retracted her tail.
Pu Piaole heaved a sigh of relief when he was less than twenty meters away from the town.
He could already see the words on the billboard. It was a proverb, the common language of the North and South. Very good. If it was a proverb, it meant that he was still in the country. Although the poor brothers in the north also used proverbs, the level of modernization in the town was not that high.
Was their town connected to the internet?
Other than his wrinkled clothes, Pu Piaole behaved normally. No one looked at him strangely when he walked in the town.
He was just a dispirited young man with a wretched temperament that could be seen everywhere.
There were countless of them in the country.
"Welcome."
After walking into a pharmacy, Pu Piaole first looked at the calendar hanging on the wall.
Two days. It had only been two days since he was taken away by Sheji. It wasn't like he had been unconscious for a few days and nights like he had imagined.
"Give me some fever medicine and cold medicine."
Pu Piaole sat on a chair and sniffled.
"Do you have a runny nose?
Headache? "
"A little of both."
"Alright."
The old doctor in the pharmacy nodded.
Doctors in small places like this might be helpless when they encountered surgeries or slightly more complicated illnesses, but when it came to minor colds and other minor illnesses, they could often make accurate diagnoses and prescribe very accurate medicines.
After all, he had been a doctor for decades, and he had always been responsible for minor illnesses and minor pains. He had long developed his own set of experience.
"His accent … isn't from Deluo Island."
Although the population of Nanzao Sheep was only 50 million, there were many mountains in the country, and there would be different dialects among the accents.
The isolated dialect of Deluo Island had its own dialect, and the subtle differences between it and other dialects could be heard at once.
"What did you say?" the old doctor asked in confusion.
"Nothing, how much is it?"
There were several banknotes of large denomination in Pu Piaole's pocket. He had casually stuffed them into his pocket after selling his treasures. His unintentional act had now come in handy.
Fortunately, it had not been turned into shredded paper by the heavy rain. There were only some wrinkles on the surface, but it could still be used after being flattened.
"Okay, here's your change."
After buying the medicine, he still had a lot of money left. His life was rotten, and he only had money left.
Pu Piaole's eyes inadvertently glanced at the small storeroom of the pharmacy. Although it was small, it had all the necessary items. There were even rehabilitation tools from the dealer in the small storeroom.
A few crutches and a wheelchair were enough for a small town.
"Tsk." Pinching the change, Pu Piaole's heart was bleeding slightly.
A wheelchair was not cheap. He, Pu Piaole, had never bought such an expensive transportation tool for himself.
However, on second thought, as long as Sheji was still by his side, he could easily find piles of treasures at the bottom of the sea. A wheelchair was nothing at all.
"I'll take that wheelchair."
The old doctor pushed his glasses and scanned Pu Piaole, who looked like a thug, up and down. "Prepare for a rainy day …"
Pushing the brand new wheelchair, Pu Piaole jogged all the way to the woods.
"Sheji, Sheji?"
With the wheelchair, he and Sheji had a wider range of activities.
Where was Sheji?
There was nothing at the appointed place. It was so empty that he could hear the chirping of cicadas.
Didn't I tell her to wait for me here? Why can't I see a single snake? Does this stupid dragon not understand human language?
"Sheji, Sheji, where are you?"
Pu Piaole stopped the wheelchair and placed his hands on his mouth.
"Splash."
The branches above his head suddenly rustled. Hundreds of green leaves fluttered down, drenching half of Pu Piaole's body.
Pushing away the leaves that covered his face, Pu Piaole looked up.
"I'm here."
Using her snake tail to wrap around a strong tree branch, Sheji jumped out while hanging upside down.
She had been hiding in a tree just now.
The two of them looked at each other upside down, and the atmosphere instantly turned awkward.
At least, Pu Piaole felt awkward. Sheji's appearance was too shocking. He nearly peed his pants.
"Didn't I say not to move? What if I can't find you?"
"Someone passed by just now, so I hung him up."
Hiding from humans was an order that Pu Piaole had given Sheji. Sheji only followed it seriously, so Pu Piaole could not say anything.
"Cough, cough."
After coughing, Pu Piaole patted the brand new wheelchair. "This is something I bought for you."
"Bought?" Sheji fell to the ground and sized up the wheelchair.
In her impression, anything that could be bought was food. This wheelchair did not look edible at all.
"Sit on it."
"Okay."
"Keep your tail, otherwise the wheelchair will not be able to withstand your weight … Hey, you really don't have legs after becoming a human. That wheelchair was the right choice."
"Cover me with this blanket. Good, very good. That way, I will look like a human."
Taking a few steps back, Pu Piaole was very satisfied with the combination prop she had bought.
Sheji, who was sitting in the wheelchair, was the epitome of quiet beauty. The blanket covered her 'lower body'. Anyone could tell from the shriveled state of the blanket that she was a legless disabled person.
Her two fair hands were placed in front of her abdomen. Her exquisite face and mouth were tightly shut. Her hair was black, and she looked melancholic and quiet.
As long as she did not speak, it would be perfect.
This human attire saved Pu Piaole the trouble.
"Let's go to the town."
Pu Piaole walked to the back of the wheelchair and slowly pushed it forward.
"Ah."
Sheji, who had never sat in a wheelchair, could not help but sway. After the sway, the wheelchair moved forward steadily.
Four wheels meant stability.
"Don't ever appear in the town. You can't even use a spell to suddenly install a snake tail on yourself."
"I don't want to live in the natural world with you. You are already used to the barbaric environment, but the bodies of us ordinary people cannot withstand that kind of torment."
Pu Piaole nagged like an old woman.
Sheji nodded in a daze. The closer they got to the town, the more obvious the curiosity in her eyes became.