Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

The detector did indeed start to glow slightly, and even twice – first when the autocarriage passed by the road heading towards the well, and the second time near Mufigur.

Initial examination, sample collection, and preventive procedures while awaiting the results, followed by another visit to the attending physician...
- Signs of malnutrition and sleep deprivation, gastrointestinal distress, muscle degradation caused by a sedentary lifestyle, parasitic worms, and mild pneumonia. - Niconia Eagle finished reciting Ushumgall's diagnosis. - It sounds scary, but there's nothing life-threatening here, and all of this can be cured with proper treatment and rest.
Meanwhile, on another floor, Gonor, Sheila, and Illiman were already resting - they mechanically followed their comrade to the hospital, not uttering a word during the journey.
- I would strongly recommend that you undergo inpatient treatment, but if that is not possible for some reason, I can prescribe medication for you.

if not, how close was it to a hexagon?

With these thoughts, Erika went to the hospital with the "Pharisee quartet"...

-- Maybe it's possible... But how long will it take?

- It depends on the strength of your body and your desire to recover.

Erika is given a diagnosis similar to Ushumgall, and receives the same recommendations.

With his five hundredth sigh of the week, he makes the necessary marks on the map, and then tries to remember the prologue-skip information: what does the number six on the city map mean – or is it behind the gates?

- An interesting character. Well, a negative example is still an example. And my old man was cool, but he died too early. He loved adventures, and that's exactly how he disappeared in that damned Calcite, in the desert. A cursed land. So, I had to make do with what I had, scraping my knees and getting beat up. If things had turned out differently, maybe I would have followed in his footsteps, or maybe I would be some kind of scholar now, ha-ha. Rough, not ideal, but it is what it is. I remember, I always aimed high, wanted to become a king, but one thing led to another, and here I am. Now I'm wondering if I should have joined the army, at least things would be simpler there. You get an order, you carry it out, you get your rations, what's not to like? And Aкимitsu... But then I think, in our time, whether you're a civilian or in the Dlan, there's always something to suffer through. Yesterday you're mining ore with a diamond pickaxe, and today you're already a zombie. Life is like a roulette wheel, with only a few winning sectors. I wish I knew some clever way to beat this casino, but no one does.

Well, then he goes in to check it out.

Camistella's path led to Asmidul's house, which she decided to thoroughly explore.