Chapter 292 The vice-chancellors legacy and the countess execution
Bailang browsed through several items in a hurry, but none of them were rubbish.
First of all, the ember crystal is a healing ability similar to the 'blood therapy'. It not only contains a vice-dean's lifelong 'medical knowledge', but also sublimates his best medical skills into 'skills'.
This crystal is like a lead, connected in series with several other prescribed items to form a 'cardiac surgery medical set'.
[Defibrillator (incomplete), blue, medical equipment. It uses powerful pulse current to eliminate arrhythmia through the heart. It is a necessary emergency equipment in the operating room. Only the battery part is left, which is from an electric car, 25kg.]
[Function: Adjustable voltage from 3000 volts to ???V, adjustable discharge capacity from 200 joules to ???J, adjustable current from 50 A to ???A. This thing is from a car that the deputy dean removed from a car after the invasion of hell.
Made from stolen 'battery' from an electric car.]
[Remark 1: Professional medical equipment requires a medical occupation or medical department title to be used. 】
[Note 2: It only needs to be transplanted into the body, and it can be discharged through both hands regardless of any use requirements. 】
Seeing this, Bai Lang immediately understood that the high bulging turtle shell of the vice president was used to protect the battery.
Bai Lang weighed it with his hands and found that this shoebox-sized battery was very heavy, so the vice president was not really a hunchback, but a battery transplanted into flesh and blood. He was bent over by the unbearable weight of life, but he was also in hell.
Under the erosion of force, it can obtain the biological discharge ability like an electric eel. This is really the lady of nature and kidney power!
[Professional certificate (cardiac surgeon). Retrieve Contractor's past mission experience. A total of 261 cardiac surgeries have been completed, with a success rate of 78.3%. It perfectly meets the employment requirements (accumulated 50 surgeries) and overflowed. Lack of 'medical title' prefix
.Please meet the final conditions and complete your employment, you will receive additional career rewards.】
There is nothing to say about the professional credentials. The vice-dean was once a 'cardiac surgery expert', a profession with a high degree of 'professionalism'. Bailang himself perfectly meets the employment requirements, and the paradise did not even give him a relevant 'employment task'
, directly judged as qualified.
In other words, Bailang has already proven his professional ability through actions in his past tasks, and everything will come naturally when he chooses 'cardiac surgery'.
Once he chooses this profession, he not only enjoys all the basic benefits of the 'medical profession', but also gains additional extraordinary expertise in the 'field of cardiac surgery'. In addition, his compatibility extends to nearly 200 surgeries, and this part of his deeds can also be transformed into
Additional 'Career Rewards'.
In other words, if he chooses 'cardiac surgery', he will not only reach the stomach in one step, but the benefits and bonuses he will get will be extremely exaggerated. He is a born executioner! Bah, a born heart surgery expert!
But Lang is very calm. Although the 'cardiac surgeon' is good, it is not the only way out or the best choice. Because there is a 'countess' waiting for him soon... In addition, the next mission world is also related to the medical profession.
'Guwu Traditional Chinese Medicine' has been locked in advance.
So Bailang decided to wait and not rush for a while. After comparing the pros and cons of several professions, it would not be too late to make a choice.
[Clinic construction certificate is a symbol of the vice-president's wealth and status. Only those who inherit Ham can use this inheritance to build a 'private clinic' in the fire space. Five people can be recruited and transformed from the mission world.
Aboriginal people, enter the space to serve you.】
Bailang keenly discovered that this 'construction certificate' was actually a store permit. The various private stores in the fire space had similar origins. The five recruitment quotas were even more interesting, implying that he could bring life into the mission world.
The four little cat people sisters are not native creatures of Somogo. Their mother is the 'familiar' of a certain contractor. In addition, there are also strange races that have entered the real planet through different channels. They
The 'clinic construction certificate' in hand may be a path.
As long as he inherits the mantle of vice president, if he has the opportunity to go to Witch Paradise and gather five little nurses in the future, he can summon the "Night Ward" in the space, and even open a private clinic in reality.
But Lang quickly overcame his inner demons and his spirit became clear. How could a mere sick man disturb my mind?
So he pretended to show his professional certificate and clinic construction description: "Not bad."
Feng Ying took it and looked at it for a few times before commenting: "It is worthless to sell it alone. It must be bundled with the ember crystals. That broken battery is useless. Captain, have you really decided to become a doctor? The occupation column represents '
Dayuan', but it is difficult to clean and reset it. And even if you have the opportunity to clean and reset it, it means that all your previous efforts have been in vain, and the advantages you have accumulated so hard have evaporated out of thin air."
Naturally, Bailang couldn't let the primary school students take him lightly, so he continued to show off: "Saving lives and healing the wounded has always been my ideal, but a mere cardiac surgery may not be my destination. I have great ambitions."
In fact, it has only been 5 months since he came up with his 'medical ideal'. He has only been studying medicine for only 3 months. He is still in the 'interest period', and the fun brought by dissecting the fallen demon is supporting him.
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However, once 'hobby' turns into 'career', can he continue to be happy? Feng Ying's question made him hesitate to answer.
It's been less than half a year since he traveled to Somogo. He doesn't even have a stable home, can't talk about relationships, and even feels confused about the future. When he suddenly encounters a career choice that may cost him his whole life, Bailang is still relatively timid. This kind of
Career planning must be carefully considered and tailor-made, and cannot be made blindly.
At this time, Sister Yuan muttered: "How can studying medicine have a future with cooking skills? Xiaobai, studying medicine can't save the world. You should give up medicine and become a cook. It would be a pity not to use such a good talent."
"Captain, how about we open a shop together? I will be your assistant, and I can also study accounting, nursing, finance..." Ophelia asked expectantly. She had already thought of a name for the mom-and-pop shop and started to give it a name for the future.
The third daughter has been named.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! She had no idea that Bailang's first reaction when seeing the 'clinic' was to summon 'Saint Juliana'. Why should a man worry about a girl?
"Ahem, keep going. Fuguiwan, change the bullet chain for me!"
Bailang refused to answer and directed Fukimaru to replace Gatlin's ammunition chain and carry an ammunition box behind his back.
He didn't believe it anymore. The Gatling Bodhisattva can't save the boss at the end of the level? The vice-chancellor is so vulnerable, how strong can the lord be?
…
After passing through the short 'basement', the space on the fifth floor returned to normal. The door directly in front said 'Dean's Office'. The corridor was silent. There were no more monsters suddenly pouring out from behind the slightly opened doors on both sides.
, launch an attack.
So far, no one in the travel team has been injured except for Kotaro who has ascended. Only Ophelia, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, sprained his foot in the battle. There are 12 surviving believers of the Healing Church.
At this moment, facing the final boss, the Hell Lord Countess, Feng Ying was confused: I am Feng Ying. Where am I? What am I doing here?
Bailang had always promised to take her to clear dungeons, fight bosses, and challenge the lord of hell. It was super exciting! And he did it. But at this time, she didn't have the excitement and excitement of a brave man to break through the levels and face the devil directly. She just felt bored, so boring, super boring!
To be honest, this feeling of not having a chance to take action and being protected by three layers of protection was not as exciting as doing homework at home. She will never fantasize about the scenes of "Dragon Quest" again in the future. What she experienced
Apart from the truth, there is only truth. The captain is so cautious.
boom!
The Bailang family kicked open the office door and walked in with Gatlin in hand. The six clean gun barrels were already rotating at high speed and buzzing. Just pulling the trigger could release a torrent of bullets and neutralize all monsters and monsters.
However, everything in the office made everyone stunned!
The indoor space has been expanded to a 50-square-meter, approximately 3-meter-high, clean pink bedroom. Gorgeous chandeliers cast bright light, illuminating the room clearly. On the left side are rows of huge
The bookshelf is neatly filled with medical books. The opposite wall is filled with various plush toys.
In the deepest part of the bedroom, there is a huge bed. There is an oversized desk next to it. In addition, there are no decorations in those open spaces. Instead, they are filled with medical equipment and an operating table. But the most eye-catching thing is the
A bathtub filled with blood.
Seeing this kind of room that combines bedroom, office, operating room, library, and bathroom, Bai Lang didn't know what to say. The change in painting style was so drastic. It was like a heaven and a hell with the deputy dean's home court.
There were no servants, monsters, or devils in the room at this moment, only one person. She was sitting quietly at the desk. She happened to raise her head coldly, revealing her delicate and beautiful face, and looked at Bai Lang and his entourage who had interrupted her reading.
Countess!
If possible, Bailang thought it would be more appropriate to add the word "young" in front of the name. The person was a little younger than Ophelia, a 16-year-old high school student.
Of course, the information provided by the camp shows that the other party is already in his early sixties.
Seeing Bailang and others barbarically barging in with their evil servants and armed men, she was not angry, nor did she fight back, or even made a sound. She just looked at each other quietly with the expression "You are very rude, no noise is allowed, don't disturb me".
With.
The two sides were embarrassed for a short moment, and the thick-skinned Bai Lang shouted loudly: "Countess, your death has come! Accept the justice!"
Upon hearing this, the other party quietly put down the book and put his hand on the table without any resistance, waiting silently.
"I……"
Ophelia quietly tugged on his clothes and asked in a low voice: "Captain, you didn't get the address wrong, did you? Is this really the boss?"
The other party has a beautiful appearance, with fair and delicate skin like porcelain, golden hair, and bright ruby eyes. Except for the fact that the ears are not pointed, he can be called an elf in every aspect. Coupled with the other party's calm and unpretentious temperament, the half-elf is very
I have a good impression, as if I have met someone of the same race.
"Don't be deceived by her appearance. My satellite detector told me that the opponent's body contains extremely rich evil power, which is twice as powerful as the previous Lord Fu!"
"Well, my senses tell me that the enemy is indeed very strong." Sister Yuan's expression also became solemn.
No matter how misleading the opponent's skin is, the scene of the filled bathtub, with wailing faces constantly emerging, hands trying to burst the blood, and waving bloody hands in the air, has shown that the nature of this place is completely opposite to the warm pink tone.
Ophelia wondered: "But why is she motionless? Not even resisting?"
No one else could answer either.
Bailang felt a little embarrassed about aiming at someone with a Gatling gun. The scene suddenly fell into awkwardness, with neither party willing to take the lead, as if the party doing so was the representative of evil.
So he took out a rifle from the storage space and threw it on the ground, signaling Fukimaru to start the battle first.
Thousands of pots and thousands of pots are all Fuguimaru's fault. I, Bailang, just couldn't control it. I didn't have time to say stop, so I was forced to defend and counterattack.
boom!
Fukimaru had no concept of good and evil, shame and morality, so he picked up the rifle and pulled the trigger. With a bang, a blood spot appeared on the forehead of the Countess, then her body shook slightly and she fell on the table.
The next moment, a light green key floated up.
"Huh? Dead?"
"There's a conspiracy?!"
Feng Ying blinked, turned around and asked: "Captain, are you sure you didn't get the address wrong? We are obviously here to eradicate the lord of hell, but why do I have the illusion that I am the wrong party and I am the evil party?"
Ophelia, who had always supported her brother Lang, also rarely shut up, feeling a sense of guilt and guilt in her heart.
Fortunately, Sister Yuan was still an adult who had experienced strong winds and waves. She comforted her and said, "Since the key appears, it means that the other party is a monster."
"Sister Yuan, your tone and expression are so forced," Feng Ying pointedly said.
"Ahem, the one who fired the shot was Fu Gui Wan. Don't feel any psychological burden. At worst, we will kill it tonight to pay homage to the Countess."
After a few words, everyone unanimously decided to pass the blame to the hand-held rifle, and were waiting for the master's praise. Then they felt that the atmosphere was not good, and gradually fell into a state of bewilderment and blame-taking.
