Dimensional Eroders

After chatting for a while, the young man who took the initiative to visit Bailang extended an invitation with full sincerity. He wanted to pull "Amputation Wave" into his team.

Originally, the matter of Bailang 'rescuing' his younger brother, at most, he would get rid of it with a little bit of money. But yesterday he used his unique information to bribe a 'professional paparazzi'. And Paparazzi Paradise is worthy of being a professional organization, and immediately released a news that a certain "old witch doctor of blood therapy" was exaggerated, stirring up storms and waves in the first-order miscellaneous fish circle.

The other party also saw the forced advertisement of 'Paparazzi Paradise' this morning, and realized that there is still a hidden gem like Bailang? The key is that they are young, newcomers, and full of potential. They can use a 'long-term contract' to tie the other party to their own team. So he ran to poach people under the name of "Saving Brother's Grace".

In the end, the two sides chatted for a few words, but a man with a goatee interjected and sneered at Lang: "It's just a small skill of a witch doctor, and it's not the right way. It may be powerful at a low level, but it lacks foundation and lacks a stable foundation." There is room for improvement. Vice team, you have to think twice, don't be fooled by villains."

"Your Excellency?" Brother Lang frowned, why did someone beg for a slap in the face? Can't even speak well.

"This Mr. Han is the team doctor of the 'Iron Hand'..." The young man looked a little stiff and explained in a low voice.

'Hands of Iron' is a dynamic second-tier group, well-known in the Amis contractor camp. The strongest group leader has completed the trial with a few core members, promoted to the second-tier, and is now in this world.

The young man in front of him is also one of the backbones and is trusted by the head of the group. Originally staying at the first level to maintain the team, helping the rest of the core members to advance, but also protecting the younger brother, recruiting new members at the same time, forming another team with himself as the core.

Brother Lang invited the paparazzi to run an advertisement to create momentum, which was very effective and attracted frantic bees and butterflies. In particular, he suspected that he had mastered the secret technique ability to activate the "bloodline preposition", which would be of great help to these salted fish farming teams, so this deputy team came to investigate and recruit.

The 'goatee' behind him belongs to the second-line veteran team member, who has both medical and moral skills. Now the head of the "Hand of Iron" is using special means to pull the Tier 1 team into this world, and he is going to personally start a team to help the seedlings grow, and a wave of "Squads" with large and small tits will increase the success rate of attacking the Tier 2.

Although the quality of the second-tier old driver's group drag racing is guaranteed, it is stable and refreshing to leapfrog monsters. However, the number of teams is large, and the resources are tight when shared. As the only medical department, 'Goatee' was naturally nervous and vigilant against Bailang, worried that the opponent would compete with him for resources after joining the team.

Therefore, he interrupted from time to time, made provocative words, and began to belittle Brother Lang wantonly, looking down on blood therapy. He took the lead in attacking and said: "Your reputation in the army is all based on the accumulation of ordinary medical skills. But are these mortal medical skills useful to us? It is common for contractors to be injured, and several crises encountered can be solved by ordinary medical skills. ? Your shows are meaningless."

"When encountering special injuries, your 'blood therapy' is certainly effective, but it has too many flaws. It is bound to your 'blood and vitality' and is flashy. No matter how strong your body is, how many people can you save? Unable to support team operations, instead it becomes a cumbersome burden due to excessive consumption..."

Then, this guy became more and more energetic, and kept helping Bailang analyze the pros and cons.

"You're right!...Mmm, I think so too...Yes, I do know something about this...Senior's insight!...It's really shocking!...It's really enlightening~! ...Senior really has a lot of experience...Continue, please point out my shortcomings..."

In the end, Bailang, who had no interest in joining the gang, actually listened. I found that although this guy was provocative and annoying, but after blocking some of the silenced words, he really deserves to be treated by a professional team with insight.

This is probably the correct way to open up "faithful words are harmful to the ears and good for deeds"! Thinking of this, Bailang became more humble.

Not annoyed at all, but humbly asked for advice. From time to time, he nods loudly to agree, consults, summarizes and records his own deficiencies, with a look of deep approval, and plans to have a chance to make changes and further improve his medical system. At the same time, I feel that this product is a bit level.

…

At this moment, not only the other onlookers, but even 'Goatee' himself felt that the script was not right, and the rhythm was completely deviated by Bailang.

He was clearly 'provoking + belittling', but instead of being angry, he was delighted by Bailang, who humbly admitted his mistakes and sincerely asked for advice, and insisted on turning the conflict into a teaching scene. He obviously didn't retort, but Goatee felt inexplicably sad, and instead felt that he had lost, completely lost.

In the end, he didn't bother to criticize, but Bailang rebelled against the general, so he had to bite the bullet and search his guts to sum up his shortcomings... And Brother Lang inadvertently brushed out moral labels such as 'not ashamed to ask questions, and humbly ask for advice'.

Even the persecuted teenager who he took out the bullet with his bare hands nodded secretly, what a nice guy. With the charisma of personality, a conflict will be eliminated invisible.

"Hmph! Are you the one who is so aggressive and asks for advice? I also have rules, how can I lower myself so easily. You are a newcomer who is too ignorant and has no cards. You can save anyone... Really..."

The goatee was forced by Bailang to make no excuses, so he could only criticize Brother Lang from other aspects to find a way for himself. After hearing this, Bailang took it for granted, and made a rule of charging for himself.

He advertised in 'Paparazzi Paradise', it's time to raise the price!

"Senior, what you said is too reasonable. No matter how tiring and hard it is to treat ordinary people, I can sustain it. But the treatment contract is different. The price is too high, and it even seriously affects my health. Instead, it delays more patients. .Although I intend to save everyone, but my strength does not allow it... In order to ensure that I can always treat every patient in the best condition, I have to make a decision that goes against my conscience, and I should also set rules for myself gone."

"What do you want?" Goatee stared, feeling uncomfortable.

"Adhering to the principle of equivalent exchange, I, the famous murderer doctor Bailang, has decided that I will not accept jobs casually in the future. Every time I save a person, in addition to preparing for the treatment fee, I will also prepare a fresh werewolf full of sins as a sacrifice. I want to bear the weight of my life and forge ahead..."

Blood therapy is stuck at Lv2 and cannot be broken through. It needs a lot of different blood essence to improve proficiency and accumulate experience.

Feeling the unkind eyes from the other contractors, the goatee couldn't say anything, so he just hid, and he didn't want to talk to Bailang anymore. After today, there will definitely be rumors in the circle of contractors that he encouraged Outlander to raise the price.

Dry! What a vicious little Yin B!

Seeing that the conversation couldn't go on, and was hostile by a group of people, the deputy team had no choice but to send a thank you gift, and left with the team members in a hurry, saying that the 'Iron Hand' welcomes Bailang to join at any time.

However, when handing over the thank you gift, he was still not reconciled to the goatee that felt that he was at a disadvantage, so he secretly intervened to signal an old team member to switch the gift for Bailang.

…

After the team left, Bailang had time to tear open the packaging, and a piece of paradise equipment appeared in front of him.

[Physical Anesthesia Wrench: Hypnotist! Blue Quality, Monkey Wrench (Adeptus Mechanicus - Sacrifice), Repair/Medicine. Effect 1: bone setting. Effect 2: Anesthesia. 】

[This is a genetically mutated 'Mechanical Maintenance Wrench Waste'. When a real 'Church Maintenance Wrench' hits a malfunctioning machinery with force, it has a 40% chance of releasing a blessing and restoring the equipment to normal operation. And this wrench was cursed at the beginning of its birth, and had a shameful mutation. It could only be effective against low-level carbon-based life, so it was disposed of as waste...until it was secretly sold by a low-level person. 】

[Effect 1, Bone setting: Hit the injured area hard, 40% of which will trigger the mechanical curse, making the bones return to their original position. (The harder the force, the higher the trigger rate and the better the curative effect.)]

[Effect, 2 anesthesia: adjust the movable bolt to locate different anesthesia effects, and then hit it hard to get the 'curse of physical anesthesia''. (Success rate is scientifically related to force analysis.)]

[Remarks: You need a good night's sleep. 】

Staring at this gift, Bailang didn't show any anger, but a little joy.

He took out his screwdriver and said pleasantly, "Bloodthirsty, I found your long-lost brother!"

…

After the 'Iron Hand' failed to recruit, it was already evening, and there were only 12 hours left before the second wave of 'Blood Race'.

Bailang did some calculations, and with the addition of an additional 4 hours of delay, the final 'explosion' should be around 7:00 tomorrow morning. This time, he didn't intend to find an excuse to leave the camp and attack in a roundabout way. Instead, he had a new idea, and after dinner, he took the initiative to wander around the camp and began to lay out plans.

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