Chapter 87
"That's incredible! I've never seen a human with such strong self-healing abilities before!"
At the door of the hospital room, the man with a scruffy beard paused, sensing something was off.
What was happening inside? He listened intently.
"Can you believe it? When I received her, she had three broken ribs on each side of her chest, and now six of them are almost healed on their own!"
"And look at her, covered in blood—she just had a check-up and she’s not even anemic?! Can you believe that?"
"What does this mean? It means her red blood cells and stem cells are regenerating at a rate much faster than normal!"
"Should we report this to the director? This girl could definitely lead to breakthroughs in our medical field."
"No way. Her identity is quite special. I got a call when I came in, telling us to keep our mouths shut. Who knows what these big shots are trying to cover up? Things are getting weirder by the day..."
...
Who would have thought that someone like San Ling had such strong self-healing abilities?
Why hadn’t she mentioned it before?
What a treasure she was.
To become an official member of the Zhan Yao Si (Demon-Slaying Division), one must meet two criteria.
The first is to reach the master level, which means handling five cases of any level of "abnormal events"; the second is to volunteer.
Of course, as the head of the Tianfu Zhan Yao Si, he could overlook the first requirement and promote promising candidates directly.
Like Lin Ling Ling, for instance.
In fact, after learning about the Zhan Yao Si, very few resurrectors wanted to join.
After all, the Zhan Yao Si had never offered anything appealing to entice those resurrectors, and there was a rule that required them to undertake at least one mission per month, which meant facing danger. Most ordinary people, after gaining superpowers, became more inflated and yearned for freedom. After witnessing the terror of monsters, they craved freedom while also fearing for their lives.
Money? Some resurrectors could quickly cash in on their superpowers, so the Zhan Yao Si's funds were hardly enticing.
It was difficult to impose sanctions on resurrectors who abused their powers.
If they were just picking up bargains at an antique stall, it didn’t harm society. You couldn’t just accuse them of illegally obtaining property, could you?
Thus, recruiting new members had always been a struggle.
Lin Ling Ling was an exception.
Her parents were divorced; her father didn’t care, and her mother didn’t love her. She didn’t even have money to go to school.
What she lacked most was money, so when he offered her some, this girl, who usually couldn’t even fill her stomach, was immediately moved to tears and vowed to join the Zhan Yao Si.
However, after testing, her initial strength was only at the white level, and she had no self-healing abilities.
Could it be that her self-healing ability awakened after this dangerous experience?
He couldn’t eavesdrop any longer.
The man with the scruffy beard cleared his throat and walked in, pulling out his ID to show the doctors.
"Alright, this is no longer your concern. You can leave now."
Upon hearing this, the doctors quickly exited the intensive care unit.
The scruffy-bearded man then took out a syringe and injected it into Lin Ling Ling's arm.
In less than ten minutes, Lin Ling Ling, still under anesthesia, began to stir.
"BOSS?" Seeing the scruffy-bearded man, Lin Ling Ling's eyes were still dazed.
The man raised the used syringe in his hand. "Cell regeneration serum, 10 merit points. You owe me."
"Thank you." Lin Ling Ling bit her lip, feeling grateful.
Each mission awarded between 1 to 100 merit points based on difficulty.
She only had three merit points, nowhere near enough to buy such a healing drug.
"Don’t mention it; it’s an investment." The scruffy-bearded man sat down beside her bed and lit a cigarette.
"Now, tell me, how did a regular mission's monster manage to hurt you like this?"
"The intel was wrong." Lin Ling Ling's anger flared as she gritted her teeth. "I don’t know how long that mission had been posted, but it said it was a first-class black rat spirit. When I got there, it was a whole swarm!"
"They multiplied?" The scruffy-bearded man raised an eyebrow.
"Exactly! Two large black rat spirits leading a bunch of smaller ones. Luckily, they didn’t like meat, or I would’ve been a goner."
The scruffy-bearded man felt a bit awkward, scratching his nose at her furious expression.
As the head of the Zhan Yao Si, it was his responsibility to keep the intel updated.
But could he really be blamed?
The Zhan Yao Si had so few personnel!
He had just returned from a mission, barely settled in.
This time, he had tested the "Gui Yuan Zhen Gong" sent from above, and he had to say, it was incredibly effective!
In the past, he had hesitated when facing first-class monsters, but with the Gui Yuan Zhen Gong, he struck hard, sending that dog demon fleeing in panic.
The Zhan Yao Si would only get better from here.
Thinking this way, his guilt dissipated significantly.
Tonight, he would take a scroll of the Gui Yuan Zhen Gong back to help enhance Lin Ling Ling's survival abilities.
"So, how many did you kill?" the scruffy-bearded man forced himself to change the subject.
"I killed the female." Lin Ling Ling said expressionlessly. "I took out the little ones too, but the male got desperate and I couldn’t handle it."
The scruffy-bearded man was taken aback. Goodness, if it were him, he would have panicked too.
But he still reassured her, "You did well. This mission counts as completed for you. I’ll send someone to clean up the aftermath... By the way, did you use the concealment potion?"
Lin Ling Ling's face turned pale at his words.
Her dazed mind finally recalled the critical detail she had forgotten.
The scruffy-bearded man asked, "Why aren’t you speaking?"
"I... I thought this mission was simple and I could definitely take it down, so I didn’t buy the potion..." Lin Ling Ling said, her face falling.
The scruffy-bearded man’s expression changed.
That meant, over at Chen Huai'an's side...
"BOSS, hurry and save him!"
A few doctors were still eavesdropping outside.
Bang! The door to the intensive care unit flew open, slamming against the wall.
They only caught a glimpse of a dark shadow darting down the eighth-floor window.
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Chapter 93: Let You Cosplay!! (Hanako Akiya +1)
At the hotel.
Ba Ji was dozing off, listening to the sound of water running in the bathroom.
Suddenly, a strong, resentful aura of a monster wafted in, growing closer.
[Is a monster coming?]
It jumped onto the table and peered out the window, and sure enough, it saw the grass below rustling, as if a beast was racing through it. The rustling stopped abruptly at the drainage pipe, and the next moment, a large black rat, the size of a calf, sprang out and quickly leaped up to the second floor of the hotel.
[Well, well, it really is coming this way.]
Ba Ji sneered.
The resentment from this rat demon was likely connected to that human child from earlier.
That child had left blood near the boss's room, and this rat demon must have tracked the blood to find its location.
[Too bad it shouldn’t have come here; it’s looking for death!]
[Not to mention the boss is at the Dong Xu stage, but the talismans on the door and windows could crush it to dust! Heh heh~]
Ba Ji felt no pity for a monster dying before it.
It belonged to the realm of monsters but was not a monster itself.
In ancient times, humans equated it with monsters.
But it was entirely different from them.
It was a being transcending monsters, a true-born spirit of slaughter!
In fact, in a certain sense, it was also a natural enemy of monsters.
After all, compared to humans, who could barely fill their teeth, those monster kings with bodies dozens or even hundreds of meters long were far better prey.
[Too bad the boss is here; I can’t reveal my identity. Otherwise, this rat demon could have satisfied my recent cravings for a good meal...]
Ba Ji licked its lips, a glint of red flashing in its eyes.
It heard the bathroom door opening and quickly suppressed its appetite.
"Meow~"
"Oh, Ba Ji, I almost forgot about you." Chen Huai'an emerged from the bathroom, fully dressed, and smiled at Ba Ji.
Although Ba Ji didn’t have much presence, after a few days of raising it, he had developed some feelings for it.
Moreover, Ba Ji was very obedient, unlike other cats that would run around and make noise for no reason.
Its eyes carried a melancholic aura, as if it were perpetually unlucky, and seeing such a Ba Ji naturally lifted his spirits.
Ba Ji: "?"
Oh no, it had been so pleased with its thoughts of the rat demon that it forgot to find a place to hide.
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