Chapter 156 Salted Fish’s Small Turn, Big Turn Loading...
The next morning, Bai Lang woke up early. After hurriedly washing up, he was ready to continue the rescue work.
It only took one day for the 'medical title' to be piled up by his exaggerated 'number of treatments'. However, because his level was too low, he mostly came into contact with patients with minor injuries, and the contents were mainly disinfection, application of medicine, suturing, and bandaging.
Mainly, pure volume, the gold content is not high, so it is just a 'white basic title'.
Even so, to get the 'title' in one day is a miracle among ordinary contractors.
He had already heard from his boss that a 'personal title' could be artificially guided to transform, or even be created actively, but the prerequisite was that you must achieve relevant unique achievements in the mission world and be widely recognized. Like his 'title' at this time,
It is a standard title provided by the park in batches and is not something to be proud of.
"I can hold more!" Bailang humbly warned himself.
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On the way to the first aid area, he exchanged all the 'badges' on hand, raising his camp contribution to just over 400, and his ranking was stuck at 63, making it difficult to move forward. According to today's work progress, even if he doesn't take on camp missions, he can just survive in the camp.
Even if you save people, you can complete the '1st Ring' in a low-key manner.
The countdown to the 'exclusive mission', with 27 hours left, was becoming more and more urgent, and he felt tremendous pressure in his heart. However, he also conceived the outline of a plan in his mind, which also required the cooperation of a 'medical title'.
So today, let’s show off some talents and strengthen the ‘title’, so that it will be easier to complete the plan.
Bailang was thinking in his mind, and walked to the area where the contractors gathered, and found a place to have breakfast. At the same time, he silently listened to others chatting, not only understanding the progress of this mission, but also collecting intelligence.
Yesterday afternoon and even late at night, he was not the only one working hard. The contractor team also took on various attacks and interception missions, and was frequently active on the battlefield. Not only did the contribution list change every moment, but the main missions also advanced significantly.
Although no information about the werewolves had been leaked, Bai Lang found that the "hidden camp store" was opened by more people and several items were exchanged. Apparently more than one team had killed the werewolf warriors.
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While he was eating breakfast and listening to collect information, he also became one of the hot topics discussed by the contractors.
Yesterday, there were many people who tried to sneak into the medical area to get the 'title'. He single-handedly forced away those who tried to sneak into the medical area. However, there are still a few people who stayed and acted as handyman assistants. So far, they have not obtained the relevant information about the 'title'.
But Bailang's brutal deeds were spread.
A field medical worker who works for seven hours without a break is favored by experts and is also a contractor. Who would believe that this kind of person is not a medical professional?
And even if he is not a medical professional, his ability to save lives and heal the wounded alone is enough to serve as a temporary medical ninja and provide medical assistance to the team.
Talent! A fish that slipped through the net and was not picked up by the big team is worth courting.
Therefore, when Bailang was eating, people kept coming to talk to him and show their goodwill. They frequently extended olive branches to him and invited him to join the team and complete the mission together.
The 'old witch doctor' who was worthless and looked down upon just yesterday morning, through unremitting efforts, has transformed into a popular candidate that various groups are vying to invite.
Bailang sneered disdainfully at this. They are really a bunch of short-sighted people. Now, do you understand my value? However, my worth can still be higher!
Compared with those fake medical departments: blue-striped priests who can only use a staff to recite two spells and apply a 'Holy Light Healing' and sit on the wax; the real therapeutic department must be like Lang Ge, who dares to stand in the blood and gunpowder smoke.
While waving the scalpel, he cut the patient open and sewed it up amidst the screams!
Even if I don't use my 'healing ability', I can come back to life with my strength. And when I use 'ripple + blood therapy', I become a real 'hardcore battlefield angel'! No one knows how to save lives and heal the wounded better than me!
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Compared with the small gangs who are eager to show their good will, there are a few capable teams who are not paying attention to Bailang's first appearance and are still watching with cold eyes. After only one day, they can't see the depth. It can only be said that they have some potential.
"How's it going, deputy team? I think that guy is not bad! He has become a celebrity in just one day. Be careful if you start slowly, or you won't be able to steal him again." Beard said proudly while sitting in the corner with a cigarette in his mouth.
Their newly recruited "Little Druid of the Art Department", after sneaking into the first-aid camp yesterday, was quickly transferred from "Field Doctor" to "Field Nurse" because of poor performance and exhausted mana bars. He was in a place next to Bailang.
Working in a tent.
Brother Lang didn't know her existence because he was too focused and had no time to pay attention to her. But this poor little druid knew Bai Lang's famous name. He worked all day without using any special abilities and became a newcomer in the nursing world by virtue of his strength.
king.
"It's only been a day, and I can't see anything. What's more, the 'first aid skill' he is good at is only suitable for mortals on the battlefield. I admit that he does know medical skills, but he has little contact with our contractors. No matter how strong the medical skills are in this world, in the end,
It can't compare to Paradise's ability to solidify." The deputy team retorted.
Huzi laughed when he heard this: "Who said he has no 'healing ability'? He is a blue-quality healing person, a professional healing talent."
"This..." The deputy team member hesitated. He originally treated Bai Lang as a 'salted fish party' seeking welfare, and thought that blood therapy was the witchcraft of a 'witch doctor'. However, now that he realized that Brother Lang had a solid medical foundation,
Then 'blood therapy' cannot be treated as a simple 'witchcraft': "Send someone to talk to him and see how long it will take for him to gain the title? If within three days, invite him to join the team."
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A few minutes later, Bailang finished his meal, pushed his food plate aside, said goodbye to the guys around him who were tentatively inviting him, and walked towards the first aid tent to continue his work for the new day.
"Set a small goal first. You must strengthen your 'title' before it gets dark! Break through the standard and mutate into a special title." Lang murmured to himself.
In the gathering place on the other side, the deputy team leader and Huzi showed uneasy expressions at the same time.
"What? He has already obtained the 'title'? How could it be so fast?!"
The person responsible for testing Brother Lang said indifferently: "It's just a white basic title."
"Are you an idiot? Don't you even look at how long it took him? How can you do it from yesterday afternoon to now?" Huzi cursed and then asked, "Did he accept the invitation?"
The person in question shook his head: "Rejected, he has not joined any party, saying that the quality of the 'basic title' is too poor, and he must continue to save lives and improve the title."
At this time, the deputy team leader looked at Hu Zi: "At noon, if he still comes to eat, you personally pull him into the team, and remember to be more sincere."
"You don't need to tell me? Who drove them away?"
"I lost my sight this time. But how could a professional medical department have such an unusual ability?"
Huzi replied: "Perhaps he is tired of studying medicine and wants to break through in a new field. In the paradise, aren't there several necromancers with a medical background? He is studying blood therapy, perhaps laying the foundation for 'hatred'
ah."
As if he thought of something, the deputy team member shuddered and whispered: "Those who study medicine are all perverts!"