Allen Swift's eyeballs rotated slightly in the eye sockets, then blinked, and looked at Muyang again.

  "It's a success, he's finally awake, you saved him Joseph." Mu Yang hadn't reacted yet, but Elfr was already excitedly cheering from behind.

  "Mr. Allen Swift, please blink once." Mu Yang needed to confirm again.

  Allen Swift blinked again, this time with a hint of excitement, and his heart also relaxed slightly. It seemed that his random treatment had finally moved some great god, and Allen Swift was indeed very strong, unexpectedly not dead, what a relief, what a relief.

  "Elph, it seems our treatment plan is working, let's continue with the treatment. By the way, Allen Swift has woken up, we can appropriately increase some feeding, but not too much, just the right amount." Mu Yang now naturally instructed Elph to do things.

  "Alright Joseph, I'll arrange for a nurse to change Allen Swift's diet." Elva also accepted her current assistant status.

  Afterwards, things went much smoother than Mu Yang had imagined, with his medicine and the nurse's care, on the fifth day, Allen Swift was already able to speak, although his voice was extremely weak.

  By the seventh day, Allen Swift was able to sit up and try to feed himself some liquid food.

  Allen Swift's injury is not serious, just avian flu or swine flu (let's call it that, as for what exactly it is, scientists have no conclusion yet, only saying it's very similar to H5N1 avian flu), once treatment takes effect, recovery speed is not slow, as long as there's no fever, absolutely no danger to life.

  Actually, Muyang's illness had already been cured, but he didn't return to the unit at the first time because Allen Swift's injury hadn't fully recovered. Most importantly, the system hadn't reminded him to complete the first task, so he absolutely couldn't leave.

  Time flies and two days have passed again.

  In the afternoon, Muyang and Allen Swift were sitting under a paulownia tree in the yard. They each had a cup of hot tea in front of them, which was brewed by Muyang with his own red tea leaves.

  "The most authentic Chinese tea, it's really good! When I was at home, I loved drinking afternoon tea, but after joining the army, this habit was changed and I could only occasionally have time to enjoy it. This time when I fell ill, I had a premonition that I would die soon, so I wouldn't be able to drink such good red tea again." Allen Swift said with a sigh as he picked up his cup of red tea and took a sip.

  The current Allen Swift is now able to move around freely and eat on his own, but his body is still a bit weak. In this situation, Mu Yang can't do anything about it. After all, before Allen Swift had been fighting against the disease demon, consuming too much of his energy and physical strength, which could only be slowly recovered. Mu Yang estimated that it would probably take half a year for him to recover to his previous state.

  "I've already said too many words of gratitude, I know that language is pale and can't fully express my appreciation for you. Joseph, please allow me to call you that, I hope we can become friends. I'm a quartermaster in the army, if you have anything, be sure to come find me."

  "I'll remember that if something happens, I'll definitely come to you. Why make yourself suffer?" Mu Yang was also willing to accept such a friend, more friends mean more paths.

  "But why do you have to go back? The front line is too dangerous, I transferred you to the military supplies department, isn't that better? Why don't you agree?" Aite asked with some puzzlement.

  "I like the front line, I like fighting, I am willing to fight with the enemy for the glory of Britain, this is my creed as a soldier. However, Ait, I still want to thank you for thinking of me."

  Although Mu Yang spoke with a stern expression, his heart was full of complaints.

  If the system hadn't released a new task, do you think I'd be willing to go to the front lines? Who would want to experience such bloody and brutal fighting, and possibly lose their life at any moment? The system is ruthless, sometimes it just doesn't let people live a good life, not even allowing them to slack off.

  Just this morning, Mu Yang hadn't gotten out of bed yet when a system message appeared in his mind. Still dazed, Mu Yang suddenly woke up and immediately opened the system to view the system panel.

  Task bar, second world first task "Save Allen Swift's life" has already added a 'completed' label behind it. Below is another prompt asking whether to accept the second task.

  Muyang clenched his fist and excitedly waved it around.

  Don't rush to accept the task, look at the reward, and quickly tap on the reward column.

  "Improve physique, master English, immune to all poisons, proficient in computer repair."

  For this reward, Mu Yang first ruled out English Proficiency and Computer Repair Proficiency. English is his major, but he has already studied for so many years, and he estimates that he can pass the level himself, why waste an opportunity to acquire a skill? As for computer repair proficiency, he directly ignored it.

  Mu Yang's gaze fell on Physical Enhancement and Hundred Toxins Immunity.

  Absolutely attractive good skills, judging by the name, should all belong to passive skills, Mu Yang hesitated for a while and finally chose the Hundred Poisons Immunity skill.

  Although physical enhancement is also attractive, if you encounter poisonous substances, viruses, miasma, venomous insects and the like when experiencing the world in the future, it's inevitable that you'll get hurt or die. This "Immunity to All Poisons" is absolutely a lifesaving high-level skill. As for physical enhancement, just go running on your own when you have nothing better to do.

  He chose "Hundred Poisons Invulnerability", and the other three options disappeared, leaving only the skill of "Hundred Poisons Invulnerability". Now, Muyang already has 7 skills on his side.

  However, Muyang had long made up his mind not to use his powers indiscriminately in the real world, because once things were exposed, they would inevitably lead to unpredictable and severe consequences. Muyang didn't know if there were people with extraordinary abilities in the real world, but he was certain that he had never seen any. He just wanted to live the life he wanted, do what he wanted to do, and had no intention of dominating the world; being an ordinary person was good enough for him.

  Of course, if a dangerous situation or a situation that requires skills arises, Muyang will not restrict himself rigidly without leaving any future troubles.

  As for the passion and ambition that still lingers in my bones, I'd rather go to the task world to make a name for myself. The world is so big, anything can be done, and it's enough to keep me busy.

  Muyang also discovered that the system had previously prompted during updates, and according to the completion of tasks, rewards would be given with the scene world volume, but this time it wasn't given. It seems that his task this time was determined by the system as not being done well.

  Maybe it's because I've relied too much on the power of the real world, to save Allen Swift, I just ran a few times in the real world and brought some medicine over, but I didn't play a big role myself.

  The system itself is not very clear how to determine the degree of completion, but it can be roughly guessed that the greater the role played in the task, the less external force is used, and the higher the completion degree.

  There was no reward for this, and Mu Yang could only shrug his shoulders in frustration.