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Chapter 436 After 435 they will say that Transia is rich in training

Chapter 436 435. In the future they will say that Transia is rich in well-trained quacks - more updates [225]

(Added update for the "Laid-back Survivor" brothers [2/5])

The Shado-Pan monks who returned from Burnie City broke up in the Scarlet Castle. Although the subplot related to this guild ended, they all still had their own tasks and continued to work in a low-key manner.

Sister Pomegranate is going to join her companions in Marlow Town, while Teacher Li is staying in Scarlet Castle to continue fighting in the boxing championship, but he is not doing it for the rare title, but to learn "local martial arts" with Turner. , collect the recommendation letters from those NPCs as soon as possible so that you can join the challenge against Governor Murphy.

This gentle physical education teacher in the real world "released his nature" in the game, and his persistence in martial arts was reawakened when he reached middle age.

The fights in the gladiatorial arena these days have made him famous in Scarlet Castle. Even when he is walking on the road, there will be fighting fans shouting his name.

It can be seen that although Teacher Li does not like doing tasks, he does enjoy the game in his own way.

A Lin, Jusha Bo and Star Soul Eagle were summoned by Brother Bang. In addition to being monks of the Shado Sect, the three of them are also members of the Scarlet Hammer and Sickle Regiment. Now Brother Bang has gone to the Maginot Line of Defense. During the garrison, they also have to serve as supervisors and participate in the Hammer and Sickle Regiment's investigation and response to the environment around the defense line.

Brother Cat didn't go anywhere.

He followed his uncle to the "Hut of the Dead" in the Blood Vulture Corridor. His brother had been here since he entered the game.

"A Feng! How are you feeling today?"

Entering the dark basement, Cat Brother passed by the corner and saw his brother who was moving his body and doing a set of health-preserving boxing in front of the deceased's cabin. Seeing the other person jumping around, Cat Brother's mood improved.

He quickly stepped forward and asked. The pants-removing demon turned around and laughed, stepped forward to give his brother a hug, then looked back at his dad who was smiling without saying a word with his hands behind his back, and stepped forward to hug him again. .

Master Yang, who has a serious and unsmiling personality, sighed helplessly, reached out and patted his son on the shoulder, and said with half scolding and half emotion:

"How old are you to be so childish? You need to be more steady, do you understand?"

"I have been stable for half my life, Dad, why don't you allow me to be a little more arrogant in the game now?"

Afeng laughed, looked at his father and brother up and down, and said:

"Did you go out with Master Turner on a killing spree this time? This murderous intention hasn't dissipated yet. Did you encounter any weird missions again?"

"Tracing a group of cultists, it is said that most of the bad things happening in Transia have something to do with them."

Brother Cat didn't hide anything and told his brother what happened at dusk.

After hearing this, A Feng's eyebrows were flying, and he clenched his fists and waved his hands in the air, obviously regretting that he could not participate in such a "chivalrous and righteous" thing.

His situation is rather special.

Although he himself felt that he could participate in the battle and construction of Transia like ordinary players, His Excellency Bella never let him go.

The Corpse Witch said that Afeng could not go out casually until he obtained the Ghost Book and stabilized his apprentice's spirit body to a strong enough level, but the Trouserless Demon felt that this was all an excuse by the Corpse Witch.

The guy who calls himself "mentor" keeps giving himself various potions to observe his reaction, which is like using himself as a test subject.

But the reason why A Feng didn't resist yet was because the potion Bella gave him was indeed effective.

During this period of time, he could clearly feel that his consciousness was much clearer than when he first "came over", and it was estimated that he would be able to return to a normal state in a while.

"Your mother's testing application has been approved by the testing team, and she will come in next weekend."

Old Yang whispered to Xiao Yang:

"Be prepared in advance, and don't be frightened by her current appearance. In the past few years after your accident, your mother has had a very bad life, and her spirit has been a bit low."

"I understand, I can understand, you don't need to say more, father."

Xiao Yang was a good boy. He nodded, but did not talk too much to his father on this topic. After all, he had already understood the truth of this "game" from Mr. Murphy, and he was not willing to let his father and brother do the same.

To withstand such pressure.

Since this is just a game for them, they should be allowed to enjoy the fun that the game should have.

"By the way, Feng, won't you be bored if you stay here all the time?"

Brother Cat didn't like the cold atmosphere of the deceased's cabin very much. He looked around at the surrounding environment, and then glanced at Mrs. Bernice who was patrolling with a few elite skeleton soldiers in the distance. He asked in a low voice:

"Do you need me to bring you some local books? Or some novels from our place to relieve your boredom?"

"Goodbye, now just reading professional books on Hades knowledge every day gives me a headache."

The pants-removing demon waved his hands, showing a look of despair, and complained:

“I feel like I’ve gone back to when I was a medical student, reading those obscure professional books all day long, and foreign languages ​​still require you to learn other people’s words before you can translate them professionally.

Tutor Bella asked me to master this knowledge within a month. He said that I was born to be a necromancer and undead controller. As long as I can exchange my talents, my path to immortality as a lich will be smooth sailing in the future.

But the problem is that I don't want to be a lich.

I want to be a monk like you, otherwise wouldn’t everything I learned more than twenty years ago be in vain?”

"You can work part-time."

Brother Cat laughed and said:

"Each person has three career slots, and no one said you can't become a powerful lich while maintaining your form as a powerful monk.

Although it sounds strange, as far as I know, among the monk sects circulating in the mainland, there is indeed an "Eternal Death Sect" that is closely bound to the concept of death.

If you are determined to take this path of 'dual cultivation of magic and martial arts', I will definitely help you fulfill your wish in the future."

"We have to help Afeng find the Ghost Book of Ghosts first, otherwise my dear son won't even be able to get out of this hut."

Old Yang rubbed his chin and said:

"Amu, let's take a day off and set off to the Filthy Swamp tomorrow morning.

I heard from the student party that some of them are already performing reconnaissance missions there, and it seems that Transian officials have put the cleanup of the filthy swamp on the agenda.

Maybe we will find an opportunity to take action soon."

"Um."

Brother Cat nodded and said:

"There is no need to rest. We will set off after saying goodbye to Ah Feng for a while. We can find the NPC of the Midnight Faction in Scarlet Castle to help us open a portal.

Although there is a bit of a risk of missing out, it can save a lot of time.”

"Wait a minute! Isn't that Niu Niu Sister Pomegranate's brother?"

Ah Feng suddenly reached out and slapped Brother Cat on the shoulder with a beaming smile, and whispered:

"This is my brother-in-law, why don't you flatter me?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

When this topic was mentioned, Brother Cat immediately became serious and said:

"We haven't even mentioned the horoscope yet, so don't dare to talk nonsense."

"Hey, you took everyone home."

Afeng complained with disdain:

"Isn't the Mid-Autumn Festival coming soon? Has the house been tidied up? It's a pity that I can't attend this family dinner, otherwise I would have seen very interesting scenes.

I heard Sister Pomegranate is a real tigress."

"I will take pictures to show you, and the prerequisite for him to take someone home is that he has to defeat them in reality, which is not easy to handle."

Old Yang shook his head and was about to say a few more words to his son when he suddenly heard a strange bell ringing from the deceased's cabin in the distance, like some kind of summons. Under the surprised gazes of Master Yang and Brother Cat,

Many young people dressed in white appeared from the passage stairs on the upper floor carrying uniform backpacks, and lined up to move towards the area behind the deceased's hut.

The pants-removing demon also moved his hands and said:

"I won't tell you any more, just go and do your tasks. I'm going to start teaching the students."

"ah?"

Brother Cat asked in surprise:

"What lessons do you teach these NPCs?"

"Medicine, mainly first aid, debridement, suturing and human anatomy."

Afeng rubbed his face and said:

"This work started a week ago. These people are all veterans or local medical families. Maxim summoned them to integrate them into medical soldiers under the Cadman People's Army.

Mr. Murphy gave me the teaching task. Among the current players, I am the only one with a genuine medical doctor's certificate. I have to teach at least 100 qualified medical soldiers before the war starts.

But to be honest, this life is not difficult.

Their local people have their own set of medical theories and treatment techniques. The effect of rejuvenation exerted by spiritual energy is far stronger than the natural healing we use medicine to promote. Therefore, the key to teaching military doctors is to teach them how to deal with critical injuries and ensure that they can survive.

Give the wounded man his last breath.

In this way, as long as there are enough priests, they can survive.

But this life is actually quite perverted.”

"ah?"

Lao Yang asked again:

"Elaborate on perversion."

"It's mainly due to Master Murphy's teaching requirements. He requires these medical soldiers to be proficient in amputation techniques."

The pants-removing demon rubbed his sore eyebrows and said:

"I heard that local engineering masters signed a strange 'disability insurance' with the People's Army. They promised to use strange engineering prostheses to replace the injured torsos and limbs of the wounded soldiers to ensure that they can

Return to the battlefield as quickly as possible.

After the wounded are injured many times and can no longer receive first aid and prosthetic body replacement, the Blood Vulture Clan will take action and transform those wounded who have proven their loyalty into vampires, thereby granting them eternal life as a reward for their loyalty.

I have to say, in every sense of the word, this thing is too explosive.

With this kind of behavior on our side, everyone, including the clerk who drafted this agreement, will be sent to a military court for crimes against humanity!

It took me a long time to convince myself to agree to teach. I can only say that people have their own national conditions here."

Hearing these words, Brother Mao and Lao Yang looked at each other.

They can be sure that this is definitely not a job that NPCs can do. Even if vampires are inherently evil, these Midnight Familia also have unfathomable bottom lines.

Considering that the only player among the current players who took the initiative to get an engineering prosthetic limb and was very proud of it, the drafter of this military medical code may be the mysterious Brother Loyalty himself.

"Real punishment"

Brother Cat rubbed his eyes and said:

"It's too much punishment in every sense. Okay, you go to class, Afeng. We'll come back to see you in a few days. If you're lucky, you can bring back the Ghost Book of Ghosts next time you come back. Then

Then you will be free."

"Don't push yourself so hard."

Afeng advised:

"I'm very satisfied as I am now. You and Dad should have fun. I mean, you can do whatever you want here. You don't have to delay your own business for me."

"shit!"

Brother Cat curled his lips and said:

"You are my brother. If I don't take care of you, who will take care of you? After you are cured, I can travel around the world with confidence and boldness."

After saying that, Lao Yang and Brother Cat said goodbye to Afeng.

They left the deceased's hut and went to find the psychic master to open the door. Afeng himself watched his relatives leave, slowly finished the set of health-preserving boxing, and then returned to the place where he "taught".

His first batch of apprentices, about 30 people, are already ready to take classes.

Everyone wore butcher-style aprons and gloves, as well as masks and hair masks to protect their mouths and noses. When they saw the trousers-revealing demon coming in, these guys all saluted him.

But Ah Feng waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be so polite.

Three operating tables have been fixed in this large area, and on each operating table lies a deeply anesthetized jackal.

"These three gnoll prisoners accidentally encountered an accident while building roads yesterday. Each of them had injuries to their limbs and organs. If there were priests, they could survive or even recover, but in the real world

Not everyone is lucky enough to have a priest by their side when they encounter danger.

And this is why we doctors exist!

We may not have the miraculous healing skills of priests, but we can use our skills and knowledge to save the lives of those poor people who cannot be saved by priests.

We will use real cases to prove to the entire continent that not only priests are qualified to fight death, but we doctors can also efficiently save lives and heal the wounded.

Lord Bella believes that you have learned enough at the theoretical level, so it is time to start practicing."

Afeng unfolded his medical equipment and picked out a bone saw that shone with cold light and made people's scalp numb. He put on his mask and said to the commotion "students" in front of him:

"Well, today we have a practical class! I will demonstrate to you the techniques of amputation, rapid hemostasis and first aid. I will preside over the operation of Experimental Subject No. 1 while you watch.

But whether No. 2 and No. 3 can survive today depends on how well you have studied in the past period of time.

Are you ready?

My dear students, my advice to you is to take a deep breath, hold it in and don’t spit it out, and if you want to go to the toilet, go now.”

Afeng's students are all natives of Transia, and the biggest characteristic of locals is that they are tough-talking.

No one would admit that they are a coward in public, so in the face of the kind reminder from the magician who took off his pants, the man number 30 in front of him remained unmoved.

This made Afeng grin a strange smile. The recruits' eggs in front of him reminded him of himself when he took the anatomy class for the first time.

Ah, I was so tough-talking back then.

However, most teachers will always severely punish every medical student who speaks harshly.

So when Afeng skillfully opened the injured jackal's abdomen with a scalpel, and the blood gushed out to expose the internal organs, two young men were killed on the spot.

When A Feng was amazed and took out the large and small intestines of the jackal, which were different from humans, four more couldn't stand it and covered their mouths and rushed out.

When Instructor Afeng calmly cut off the damaged organs and threw the things on the plate, several veterans who had fought in the war felt a little weak in the legs.

Their performance honestly surprised Ah Feng.

Looking at those people who were still standing after this step, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Transia was worthy of being a country full of martial arts. Those who could survive the ten years of war had two brushes.

If I were there, a whole room of students would probably burst into tears.

"Done!"

Ten minutes later, Afeng completed the operation on Jackal No. 1. Half of the stomach and half of the liver were cut off. This unlucky guy would definitely be dead if it were a human being, but the wildness of Jackal No.

Life allows their internal organs to achieve a certain degree of self-healing after cultivation.

Seeing A Feng put down his tools, some of the green-faced medical soldiers below raised their hands tremblingly and said:

"Teacher, doesn't this need sutures? Its intestines are still outside."

"Oh, wait until it retracts on its own. The intestinal peristalsis will return it to its original shape. Then we can sew it up at that time! The human body is such a magical thing.

Come, come, come and admire the unique shape of the Gnoll's liver. It is popular in our area to use certain organs of beasts to make wine. I don't know what the wine brewed from the Gnoll's liver tastes like?

Don't tell me, this thing is quite fat. Why don't you find a chef to cook it?

Sprinkle some chili and pepper, I think it will taste good."

"Teacher! Please don't talk about such scary topics."

"yue~"

Seeing the students who finally dispersed in front of him and couldn't bear it anymore, Afeng put down the jackal liver in his hand, holding his stomach and laughing in the empty classroom.

He laughed until tears came out.

Yes!

That's how it should be. If you don't scare a few people into fainting in an anatomy class, it proves that the class was very unsuccessful. Judging from the results in front of you, you really have the potential to become an excellent instructor.


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