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Chapter 253 Atmosphere Destroyer

The mutant doctor's eyes were sharp and serious.

Under his gaze, the cute man still said: "I will not regret it."

At this moment, the mutant doctor thought of a lot.

He was not born a mutant, he was once a pure human.

At that time, the reputation of the Fearless Legion was far greater than it is now.

He is the best of the batch of maesters and is expected to join the fearless legion under the leadership of the Godfather.

When the godfather came to him and asked him if he would regret joining the most dangerous legion, he said he did not regret it.

This is the spirit of the Fearless Legion.

No matter who the enemy is, no matter how powerful the enemy is, no matter how difficult the situation is, you must have the courage to fight the enemy to the end with your wisdom and force.

Now, he saw a similar eagerness in the eyes of the young man in front of him.

"Young man, I-" The mutant doctor was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.

"Peanut and melon seed mineral water, beer and drink eight-treasure porridge, come and take it easy!"

A player skillfully took out a tray from the game backpack, which was filled with worker insect jerky.

This new food is delicious even without any seasoning, and it has become a favorite of many players during this time.

When the two players who were caught stealing were punished and the cute man was communicating with the doctor, many players had already taken out small stools from their game backpacks and sat down to watch the show.

"Why are you looking at me? Looking at CG?" This player went to the barber in the Giant Spirit City and shaved off a starry blue comb, which was particularly conspicuous. "Put your feet back, eh, five Groschens for one Dried meat, or pay three contribution points.”

The mutant doctor couldn't bear it anymore.

He could stand upright and accept the gazes of a large group of players as if they were watching a show; but as soon as this cockscomb-headed player opened his mouth, all the heroic spirit that rarely surged in his heart was dispersed.

"what--"

The cockscomb-headed player was picked up by the neck and thrown out by the doctor.

On the way out, this player also used his superb skills to put all the dried meat into the game backpack, leaving no trace behind.

"It seems that the NPCs here are more violent, so the sound should be lower during the animations."

"Why are the NPCs on Plum Street so gentle and friendly?"

"They were probably beaten out by the players. Look at the people in the other three districts of Djinn City, they still look like dead horses when they see us."

"Actually, we have restrained ourselves a lot."

"How to say?"

"You see, when we go out on missions, we all wear some protective clothing, at least we dress like normal people. If I wear a blue glowing diaper, pink underwear on my head, and a string of glowing screaming chickens on my left hand , the large muscle prosthetic body of your right hand is swaying in the wind, how should you respond?"

"Brother, there is an old saying in China that Wei Junjie is the one who serves the West. These torture tools of the doctor will definitely sew your mouth shut." The two players noticed that the burly mutant doctor was walking in front of them, and they quickly showed the doctor a trick. My own bright smile.

As the old saying goes, the mutant doctor finally gave up.

He returned to the cute man and whispered to the cute man: "Young man, are there any problems with the minds of these people you brought? I always feel that they are between normal people and mental patients. You should take them Go to Thunder City and find a reliable doctor to take a good look at your brain."

The cute man whispered: "Doctor, they've always been like this. It can't be cured."

The mutant doctor was confused at first, and then showed a look of realization: "I understand, you have experienced dangers like small demon tides, and you have become like this, right? I have several guerrilla brothers who unfortunately met in the wasteland. Demon Tide, who survived through drug overdose; but they all left some neurological sequelae.”

He looked at the cute man and showed pity: "It's really hard on you with this group of people."

Mengnan said: "That's not the case. They will be much more serious when fighting against mutants and monsters."

"I understand, I understand." The mutant doctor's dissatisfaction with the players' outrageous behavior suddenly disappeared. "Fighting has become instinctive, and only when we are in a safe place will we show symptoms of mental illness. I have seen this happen. Pass."

The cute man felt that the mutant doctor had a deep misunderstanding of their situation.

He wanted to avoid this increasingly uncomfortable topic: "Doctor, what about the aberration ritual?"

The mutant doctor said: "I will help you prepare for the ceremony, but whether it can succeed or not depends on fate. According to the rules here, if you want to participate in the ceremony, you must hand in the corpse of the monster. It must be a monster, It can't be those miscellaneous aberrations; and the higher the energy level of the monster, the better the effect of the ritual. Can you handle it?"

The cute boy nodded.

Hunting monsters is indeed more difficult than hunting aberrations, but after more than half a year of playing, players who can be called hunters have gradually become more comfortable with the small expansions of the Queen's Territory.

"No problem," he said. "Is there anything else I should pay attention to?"

The mutant doctor said: "You are also responsible for the factory director's share. This is not aimed at you, but fresh monster corpses, which can increase the success rate of the ritual."

He smiled and said: "Do you know how the earliest recorded border warrior aberration ceremony was carried out? A warrior was exhausted after killing a monster, and fell into a pool of the monster's blood with wounds all over his body and fell into a coma. When he woke up, he I found that I had awakened a magical power similar to that of monsters. Later, the border warriors gradually explored and standardized this controllable distortion, and finally created the distortion ritual that you can use now."

Outside the clinic door, Xiao Zhao squeezed past the players and saw the factory director wrapped in a life-support device at a glance.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you, uncle!" He ran in panting.

"I don't know what your relationship is with him," the mutant doctor grabbed Xiao Zhao, "but I tell you, you can't help him now."

Xiao Zhao choked up: "I, what can I do?"

The mutant doctor said: "Can you hunt monsters? Looking at how weak you are, even a five-year-old girl in the valley could beat you to paralysis. Wait, why do you look so like - it's you! You! The gangster who harmed the little girl!"

The doctor roughly pushed Xiao Zhao to the ground and grabbed the surgical scissors: "I won't kill you. Tell me, do you want physical castration or chemical castration? I can satisfy you!"

"Doctor," Sister Nervous stood up, "Things are not what you think. I am [-]% sure that I have found the cause of the patient's illness. It has nothing to do with Xiao Zhao."

In the narration of the crazy sister, the mutant doctor gradually came to understand.

He let go of Xiao Zhao: "I see. I was wondering why antidepressants are not of much use to the little girl. It turns out that the cause of the disease is this. What are you going to do?"

Mengnan said: "We will take the patient and ask her to roughly point out the location of the portal; then we will find a way to make the portal appear and destroy it."

(End of this chapter)