Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start

"Uh... is that so?" Aileen was somewhat incredulous: "I think only those far from here are safe."

"My premonition has been suppressed." Luoning looked at Aileen with a complex expression: "And this is your home ground. You need to interact with the people here to push the plot forward; only then will the inheritance appear."

Aileen was silent for a moment, somewhat helpless: "Then why did you just mention waiting for rescue...."

"There is no rescue..." Luoning looked up at the sky: "They’re watching us...."

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Outside.

A group of influential figures gathered in a circle, watching a light screen that displayed the images of two young girls.

"What if she really becomes a Curse Doctor?" Mina asked with some concern.

Ever since Aileen awakened the Curse Doctor inheritance, books containing the term "Curse Doctor" have appeared on many people’s desks. Everyone now understands what a Curse Doctor is.

With the heart of a Holy Mother, performing the deeds of King Yama.

If a Curse Doctor’s mindset were given to another Healer, it would be the world’s luck, the true healer.

Yet, this extreme kindness was cursed...

"No worries, a Curse Doctor can twist a person’s mind, and Alchemists can turn it back around," Baiyi said calmly: "As long as it’s confirmed there is no danger, then quickly completing the inheritance is all we need."

"It may not be twisting, but amplifying," said an elderly woman.

She was one of the twenty scholars called back, a nine-star scholar in psychology named Ding Ziyuan, and had authored many psychology books, possessing a considerable reputation.

"Amplifying?"

"Yes, when kindness is amplified, other thoughts will be suppressed. If evil is also amplified, then goodness and evil reach a balance, and her thoughts will return."

Ding Ziyuan tapped her cane, her tone firm: "Theoretically, there’s no absolute good or evil. A complete intelligent being’s mind is always complex, so the definition of good and evil is based on actions, not intentions."

"I once guided an extremely evil person to normalcy, and until his death, he never committed the truly heinous acts of an extremely evil person."

"So, theoretically, the pure goodness of a Curse Doctor, if replaced with a Heart of Extreme Evil and combined with spiritual type medication, would result in an ordinary intelligent being."

Baiyi pondered, "But a Curse Doctor is different."

He thought for a moment, and a line of text appeared in his hand.

"According to records, this is the foundation of the Curse Doctor profession. They possess this talent and are powerful Curse Doctors. Extreme evil cannot suppress this power."

[Patient Blessing (Unique): Every time you heal an intelligent being, it will praise your Benevolent Heart in another dimension, becoming a part of you.]

"This is something only a Curse Doctor can awaken. Their healing enhances them in all aspects, power, background, talent. This is the terrifying aspect of this profession."

"In history, why hasn’t any Curse Doctor been clear-headed while practicing it? This is why."

"What we perceive to be the lament of patients is, in their ears, a low whisper of happiness, able to increase their ’Benevolent Heart’ and level."

"As for medication... it requires a continuous increase in dosage. Once the pharmacist cannot keep pace with the Curse Doctor’s rapid growth, it too will spiral out of control..."

Baiyi’s eyes filled with contemplation: "So, the only way may be to guide their kindness with a higher will. When kindness becomes clarity, a Curse Doctor and a normal person will be indistinguishable."

Ding Ziyuan shook her head, rebutting:

"That isn’t a long-term solution either. Patient souls increase the background, but a Curse Doctor needs to endure their lamentation. If under normal thinking, a Curse Doctor would realize that lament isn’t praise but cursing her, the pure heart cannot withstand such intense malice."

Her eyes filled with contemplation; as a lifelong psychologist, she could easily see through anyone’s mind, yet these peculiar professions posed quite a challenge.

Those around them listened and felt a heavy weight in their hearts. A Curse Doctor with a Life Sacrifice alongside is overwhelmingly strong.

But the side effects are comparable to evil thoughts; this profession merely accumulates over time to achieve forbidden transformation.

So much so that even the Divine Capital cannot tolerate it.

Mina’s eyes showed strands of despair; just as the Elf Race finally had a top-tier individual, it turned out to be a Curse Doctor...

Baiyi’s eyes were filled with contemplation. In terms of Transformation Science, a Life Sacrifice is the closest profession to the Goddess of Life. If one were to replace the Life Sacrifice with the Goddess’s Finger Bone...

Baiyi paused, quickly shaking off this terrifying idea.

If the Goddess of Life’s Finger Bone were perfectly integrated into the Life Sacrifice’s body, the Life Sacrifice would receive epic-level enhancement, becoming the most top-tier potential.

Yet a Curse Doctor is also a healer, with the extreme enhancement of a Life Sacrifice alongside a Curse Doctor, an epic healing Divine Abomination immediately emerges.

Even if thrown to the Bottom of the Abyss, it would lose favor with the Abyss itself; such a combination is overly terrifying, but....

Baiyi felt a bit eager to try. If indeed a top-tier Divine Abomination were created, and it remained controllable, what expression would the Ancient Gods have upon seeing one more like an Ancient God than themselves?

"I need to think, really think.... Marshall, send me back..." Ding Ziyuan’s eyes were filled with contemplation. This topic might occupy her research for a lifetime.

The arcane magic belonging to the spirit surged around; perhaps in the vast system of arcane magic, she could be called a Mind Mage.

"Could you perhaps be more courteous?" Marshall suggested, spatial fluctuations flashed around him, and they both vanished in an instant.

Arcane magic is the least mana-consuming profession across all jobs, also the profession with the lowest threshold.

With Marshall’s understanding of space, though he couldn’t cast even the weakest Fireball Technique, he could transport a person instantly across a distance of eight thousand kilometers.

Baiyi pondered deeply, offering a word of comfort at the scene before him: "There will always be a way. Even if what we just said only addresses symptoms and not the root, at least it can make her temporarily normal."

Mina nodded, watching the screen with concern.

Baiyi contemplated, his fingers slightly moving, and some machines slowly infiltrated the world from the cracks.

The time flow of the scene differed from the outside. While a short time passed outside, a week elapsed inside; the flow of the Inheritance Space was especially fast.

They successfully lodged in an elf’s home.

The people here were all hospitable and kind, and after a week of interaction, their vigilant hearts began to relax.

In the morning, they helped the host family make cakes, bread, and other things. After the elves left, they began searching for the location of the inheritance.

Luoning’s premonitions received no response, only safety showed, even just a simple premonition of how to quickly return to Dawn.

In which case, they only received one answer: wait, remain unchanged.

It seemed the inheritance merely aimed at letting them experience ordinary life.

Day by day, the outside world noticed traces of undead.

It spurred Luoning and Aileen into action, believing the inheritance was arriving.

But just when they were about to reach the destination, the undead creatures were swiftly destroyed by a few soldiers in town. They didn’t even see the undead.

Even the injured soldiers, contrary to their anticipations, didn’t seek Aileen for healing, but went to the town’s clinic instead.

Life continued like a Peach Blossom Spring.

The two girls were somewhat puzzled, as this inheritance seemed... incomprehensible.

Unsure of what this meant or why they were trapped in this world.

"Xiao Luo, Xiao Ai, time to eat."

A gentle female voice appeared; the elf had green hair, the gentlest among the Life Tribe.

The two exchanged glances, responding loudly, walking towards this temporary home.

"Coming" ×2