Chapter 461 - 240: Cursed by God?
"Continue."
"Bo... Boss, they seem to be holding on barely. Why don’t you help them?"
"What does that have to do with us? You over there, yeah, I’m talking to you. You used my potion and are just watching? These patients stitched up, can you move them and take care of them yourselves, or do you need us to do it for you? We’re doctors, not your parents!"
Legendary looked at the thirty people led by the nobility, with an incredibly dissatisfied tone, as if they owed him money.
The thirty people, because of the potion, were still somewhat weak but had no issues moving freely, especially the Transcendents.
"What did you just say? Do you know who you’re speaking to?"
A knight-like Silver Transcendent said in a deep voice, exuding an intimidating aura.
"Who?" Legendary was indifferent: "If you think this ailment is just a one-time thing, you can rest over there."
The knight frowned, wanting to say more, but was stopped by Count Wei Laiwa. He smiled gently and said softly, "Sorry, sir, what should we do?"
"Carry those who are treated over there, and pay your consultation fees. Seriously, can’t you see the obvious..." Legendary said, looking at Aileen: "Do you have any questions?"
Aileen shrank her neck a bit and murmured quietly, "But... but these people will really die."
Legendary was speechless, "Shut up and perform surgery. With your kindness, how come I didn’t see you running a free clinic in Dongwu City?"
"Weren’t there other healers there too?" Aileen retorted softly.
Legendary: ....
He threatened, "Are you the boss or am I the boss? If you talk back again, I’ll leave."
"No, I’ll do it myself." Aileen quickly replied, looking at the pale, weak people coming to carry the patients. Her heart relaxed as she sighed: Truly a capitalist; even patients cannot escape exploitation.
"Be serious, this stitching is unsightly. If it happens again, you’ll owe me money, compounded continuously."
"Ah, alright...."
Aileen’s gaze instantly hardened, she couldn’t let it compound further. Who could repay a daily increase of 50%? She would be oppressed by the capitalists for life....
Swish, swish, swish...
Blade, needle, thread.
Endlessly cycling.
Aileen’s Level slowly climbed during the treatment, but her hands became increasingly steady, and her speed faster.
The unique rhythm of a healer or Transformer slowly rose, surprising Legendary.
Is her Talent really that strong?
Perhaps he should also ponder a Swordsmanship technique for himself?
But he hadn’t done any Flesh Transformation in a long time.
Sensing something, Legendary’s fingertip moved slightly, and a fellow who had just opened his eyes preparing to cough shivered and fainted again.
Time slowly advanced, and as moonlight fell upon the barren forest, over three hundred surgeries neared completion.
Over there, even the Transcendents among the thirty people were exhausted and panting heavily.
The moans gradually intensified, but under a Silver Mage’s Hypnosis, they quickly vanished, and they entered sleep.
"Boss brother..."
A soft, murmuring voice echoed, seemingly from a true capitalist looking at the slave Aileen working. Legendary paused, sensing it was just a dream, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The little girl had seldom felt peace over the past year because everything here seemed random.
And for the Prophetic System, randomness was a nightmare. It’s not that you couldn’t foresee what would happen, but couldn’t foresee when it would happen.
Just like a person’s future having a million possibilities, passive Premonition also entails a million possibilities.
If something was due to happen at one o’clock, your Premonition at twelve might shift it back due to your thoughts.
What surely would have happened became altered due to your discovery, affecting the Destiny layer and changing the future that was bound to occur.
Very complex. Uncontrolled randomness is the most difficult thing to contemplate.
Unless Luoning becomes a Legendary or Golden Upper Tier Divination Master, then the Divination Master can seize Destiny, pay a certain price, and freeze that moment that may occur in the future.
This is why Divination Masters can exist even in turbulent times.
Weak Divination Masters, seek profit and avoid harm.
Powerful Divination Masters, manipulate the future.
Perhaps this Profession doesn’t have an attack method, but if truly attacked, the enemy’s future will be fraught with disasters.
"Boss..."
A somewhat disappointed voice called out, Aileen’s whites of her eyes were streaked with blood, the entire Elf seemed fragile and helpless. She thought Legendary was just joking with her, assuring the preservation of these lives, but those lying on the ground no longer breathing, could never return.
"What’s wrong?"
Legendary reached out to touch her head. The potion he mixed was both a Spirit Recovery and Stamina Recovery potion, yet it could not suppress high-intensity spiritual exhaustion.
"I’ll give you the money...."
Aileen, feeling lost, handed a money pouch to Legendary.
Death happened right before her, yet she couldn’t prevent it. A strange sadness began to appear in her heart, a blend of self-blame and guilt.
Even though Legendary had said the epidemic here was brought by the Curse Doctor, not her, the facts remained the same. She merely did not want to work, not that she lacked compassion.
To be precise, every Elf is kind and beautiful. They are dubbed as the "most perfect Race" after all.
Legendary saw her emotional change, pondered, and reached out: "Come here."