Lu Yuan finally installed another leg for Seventh Brother.
However, in view of Seventh Brother's strong request, Lu Yuan slightly modified that other leg of the blood demon ape.
He modified it into a detachable bionic limb.
This task was not difficult for Lu Yuan either.
It was just to modify the part connecting the bionic limb to the body into a mechanical prosthesis, with the nerves and blood vessels inside replaced with mechanical ones, and finally adding a buckle.
Although he didn't understand what fetish Seventh Brother had, Lu Yuan would satisfy reasonable requests from patients if he could meet them.
Because of this incident, Lu Yuan was even more embarrassed to have ideas about hitting Seventh Brother’s belly.
The next morning, the Xia Group sent a car to pick up their employee for discharge from the hospital.
Before leaving, holding a leg of a blood demon ape, Seventh Brother solemnly bowed to Lu Yuan.
At this moment, hot tears flowed down the face of this seemingly silly and stupid young man.
He cried to Lu Yuan, who was only one or two years older than him, “Dr. Lu, tha-thank you...”
Lu Yuan smiled and said, "Don't, don't, don't, you paid for it, I do business for money, don't thank me."
Seventh Brother shook his head with tears and pointed to the bionic limb in his hand. He said, "Dr. Lu, I'm not thanking you for this, I'm thanking you..."
"For giving me the opportunity to change my identity and start a new life."
Lu Yuan was taken aback. Just as he was thinking about what Seventh Brother meant by that, "Wa--!"
A sharp, wolf-like howl erupted from Seventh Brother's mouth, which was as abrupt and poignant as it could be, startling even the driver, Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen, somewhat at a loss, comforted, "Brother, do, do you want me to turn around and let you talk to Dr. Lu again?"
"No!!"
Seventh Brother, who was weeping loudly just a second ago, yelled at Xiao Chen the next second. He asked in a trembling voice, "Do you know how I got through these days?"
"I, I f**king crawled back from the gate of hell..."
...
Seeing Seventh Brother get into the Xia Group's car and leave, Lu Yuan felt relieved too.
According to convention, today was the clinic’s day off, as he had worked yesterday.
Liu Yuan was not working, so Lu Yuan could only go back to eat the breakfast made by the humanoid robot Zhang Fenglan.
In addition to Lu Yuan and Little Buddy eating breakfast in the dining room today, there was a third person.
It was the man in the old-fashioned suit who came out of underground room 0057 on basement level three.
Today he changed into another suit, still in the old world style, still exceptionally neat and tidy.
Lu Yuan sat opposite the man, eating steamed buns and porridge, chatting while eating.
"Master Huang Ming, how long have you been with me?"
There was a hint of recollection in Huang Ming's eyes. He smiled and said, "Five years, back then you were still a kid, no, you're still not very old now, with a grown body and great skills, but young in age."
Lu Yuan was focused on his food and did not get distracted by Huang Ming's vulgar joke.
"Master Huang, you've blocked the erosion of contaminated spiritual energy against your consciousness for five years, and you've regained your humanity. Have you ever thought about where to go and what to do after leaving here?"
Although Lu Yuan seemed to ask casually, Huang Ming was very serious.
He put down his bowl and chopsticks, thought carefully for a while before answering Lu Yuan, "You also know my abilities. I think, after going out, I’ll be a demon hunter."
Huang Ming’s answer surprised Lu Yuan a bit.
Lu Yuan knew Huang Ming’s ability was keen perception of spiritual energy.
Within a certain range around Huang Ming, any slightest ripple of spiritual energy could be sensed by him.
After this ability was copied to Lu Yuan, it brought him no small help.
But after all, that was just a reconnaissance skill.
And a demon hunter, bluntly speaking, is a mercenary who specializes in killing humanoid creatures eroded by contaminated spiritual energy.
This mercenary was obviously much more powerful than ordinary mercenaries. Not just anyone could do this job.
But it was also the profession with the highest mortality rate at present.
So what were "humanoid creatures eroded by contaminated spiritual energy”?
What Lu Yuan kept in the basement warehouses on the third underground floor were all that kind.
Huang Ming himself was one of them before.
Such creatures were also called infected ones, or contaminants.
Zombie infectors like Xiao Yi were just one type of infectors, not all.
At this time, Lu Yuan's gaze at Huang Ming gradually became complicated. "Master Huang, the probability of people who were once infectors getting infected by contaminated spiritual energy again is much higher than that of normal people."
Huang Ming nodded. "I know, but Dr. Lu..."
"My hometown and family were destroyed early in the nuclear winter. I have no ties or goals."
"I was trapped in the contaminated spiritual energy source for over a hundred years. Although the contaminated spiritual energy kept me young forever, it turned me from a human into a monster."
"It was you who pulled me out of the contaminated source at first, and helped me get rid of the erosion of spiritual energy. Frankly speaking, I owe this life to you."
"I really want to stay by your side and help you, but I know you can't have an ex-infector on your medical staff."
"Because you have to be responsible for your patients."
"So I decided to do the same thing as you, to save and relieve more infectors."
"Of course I won't work alone. I plan to form a team."
Lu Yuan's eyes swept over the upper body of Huang Ming, which he had dissected before.
Lu Yuan remembered very clearly that it was when dissecting Huang Ming that he obtained the first gynecological medical knowledge.
It made it difficult for him to forget.
Lu Yuan lowered his head to finish his food, got up to leave, and left a sentence for Huang Ming as he walked away: "Next month, I’ll give you a little gift."
"Consider it my equity investment in your demon hunting organization."
Hearing Lu Yuan say this so abruptly, Huang Ming excitedly got up and said, "Dr. Lu, keep the shares for yourself. I'll pay you the market price!"
Lu Yuan waved his hand without saying anything and walked straight out of the dining room. He still had two very happy things to do today.
The corpses of two ability users, Boss and Fifth Brother, were now quietly lying on the operating table in operating room No. 3 waiting for Lu Yuan's arrival.
That’s right, some people just liked “opening” people alive.
Whether opening one or on the way to opening one.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
