Pirates: This island has billions of black technologies Chapter 031

Lilith’s life energy continued to drain, and her illness caused a huge shock and concern within the island.

Although Physician Li An possessed superb medical skills and, with the aid of the basic biological activity detection module and basic herbal cultivation technology provided by Wilbur, he could accurately diagnose and formulate high-quality herbal medicines, he found himself utterly helpless in the face of this “life energy depletion” that surpassed ordinary comprehension.

He tried every herbal formula and treatment method he could think of, even going so far as to bring out ancient prescriptions he had treasured for years, brewing them into bitter medicinal soups, and carefully feeding them to Lilith. Yet, Lilith’s condition remained unchecked.

Her face grew paler by the day, her once full and rosy lips were now cracked and discolored, and even her breathing became faint. Her body grew increasingly fragile, like a delicate life that could be scattered by a gust of wind, filling Wilbur’s heart with burning anxiety.

Wilbur guarded Lilith day and night, never leaving her side.

His keen Observation Haki could clearly perceive the life energy within Lilith draining away like quicksand, a sense of powerlessness that threatened to consume him.

He constantly stroked her cool, smooth skin, kissed her sweat-ddappled forehead and cheeks, and felt her fragile pulse and faint breath, hoping to bring her a sliver of comfort and strength with his body warmth and love.

His resolute face was now etched with deep fatigue and worry, his eyes bloodshot, yet his gaze, sharp as an eagle’s, never left Lilith for an instant.

“Icarus! Is there any other way?! Medical module, give me all relevant technical data! Even if there’s only a sliver of hope!” Wilbur’s voice was hoarse, filled with urgency.

He knew that time was slipping away, bit by bit, and Lilith’s life was under an unprecedented threat.

He couldn’t imagine the pain of losing her; this island, his life, were inextricably linked to her. He could feel her small, frail body trembling slightly in his arms, and that helplessness and fragility twisted his heart.

Icarus’s light flickered rapidly in Wilbur’s mind, and a vast stream of data poured into Wilbur’s consciousness, undergoing high-speed computation and matching.

“Host, according to Icarus’s core database and current analysis progress, for the ‘Ancient Bloodline Repercussion’ illness, besides utilizing the core energy of the Ancient Weapon Uranus for restoration, there exists another possible path: finding ‘Heaven and Earth Spiritual Materials’ possessing extremely high life energy capable of directly nourishing the life essence, or special individuals with ‘Life Regeneration’ type Devil Fruit abilities. However, these are exceedingly rare, almost mythical existences in known intelligence.” Icarus’s mechanical voice revealed a tremendous difficulty that could not be overcome through calculation. What it could offer was merely theoretical possibility.

“Heaven and Earth Spiritual Materials? Life Regeneration?” Wilbur frowned deeply.

This vast ocean was boundless, home to all sorts of strange species and Devil Fruit users.

But where could he find such legendary “spiritual materials,” and where could he find individuals with such “abilities”?

It was like searching for a needle in a haystack! Time, what he lacked most now was time! Every faint groan from Lilith, every painful twitch, was a reminder of how quickly life was slipping away.

He felt the delicate curves of the girl in his arms, now appearing exceptionally thin due to her illness, and that sickly, fragile beauty pierced his heart.

Yet, even with a one-in-a-billion chance, Wilbur would never give up.

He immediately ordered Chief Steward Rhodes and Scholar Lina to comprehensively gather all legends and information regarding “peculiar creatures,” “rare plants,” and “regenerative ability users” from the East Blue, and even the first half of the Grand Line, through the island’s sonic resonance network.

He would mobilize all of the island’s current intelligence network and financial resources to find hope for Lilith.

He knew that Lina, as a scholar, had unique insights into ancient legends and literature, capable of sifting out crucial clues from vast amounts of information.

Upon receiving the order, Rhodes immediately convened all trade team members and intelligence liaisons.

They no longer focused solely on trade but made intelligence gathering their highest priority.

Every merchant and displaced person returning from the outside world would be meticulously questioned about any rumors concerning these strange things.

Physician Li An, at Wilbur’s request, also worked tirelessly day and night, poring over all ancient herbal theories related to life and regeneration, trying to find a clue, not even letting go of fragmented records from ancient civilizations.

They deeply knew that Lilith was the soul of the island and the hope of all of them; her safety affected everyone’s heart. Each of them was willing to contribute all their strength.

Jack, under Wilbur’s command, reinforced the island’s defenses and prepared all necessary long-voyage supplies and spare materials for the island’s high-speed transfer and any potential fierce conflicts.

He knew that once a clue was found, Wilbur would not hesitate to steer the Island of Miracles towards any location, no matter if it was a dragon’s den or a tiger’s lair, Wilbur would not hesitate.

At night, Wilbur sat by Lilith’s bed, gently stroking her soft, flaxen hair.

Lilith was now in a deeper coma, her body occasionally twitching slightly, as if enduring immense pain.

Her delicate cheeks appeared even paler and more translucent in the candlelight, her lips cracked, and even her breathing was barely audible. The fragility brought by the loss of life force caused him immense pain.

Wilbur felt her small body become even lighter and more powerless under his touch; that fragile sensation filled him with dread.

He felt the cold touch of her skin, and that trembling sensation transmitted to his heart, transforming his love into an unbearable ache.

He held Lilith’s frail body tightly in his arms, trying to transfer his warmth and life force to her.

Wilbur lowered his head, his lips gently pressing against her cool forehead.

He felt the faint breath on her and the gradually dissipating life force.

He gently cradled her delicate body in his arms, holding her tightly, as if to pour his very life force into her.

That graceful yet fragile form now filled him with boundless pity and heartache.

“Lilith… hold on… I will definitely find a way to save you…” Wilbur’s voice was low and hoarse, filled with determination and despair.

He knew that the unknowns of this sea were too many, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would seize it, to carve out a path to life for his beloved!

He vowed that he would make Lilith bloom with her pure and brilliant smile again, and that she would never feel even the slightest pain.