What? You're a notorious bandit? What a coincidence, me too!

This old man is interesting!

As Lin Chang'an watched Master Shan unleash his power, he vaguely saw his own reflection in the man.

The two men had almost identical approaches and attitudes toward handling extreme situations.

A slight smile played on his lips as he refocused his gaze on the golden panel that had appeared before him.

Merit Points: 500

If converted to lifespan, it would be approximately 20 days.

However, Lin Chang'an did not focus on exchanging lifespan.

Instead, he was torn between choosing the "Medicine Master's Healing Scroll" from the item pool and drawing another "Good Fortune" item.

After all, the "Good Fortune" lottery I won the day before yesterday earned me 50,000 yuan.

I wonder what I'll draw next.

At this point, his arm was already somewhat numb. Although the bleeding had stopped, the wound wouldn't heal anytime soon.

I was planning to take Fang Qingzhu to buy hardware this afternoon. I wonder what she would think if she saw me like this.

Sigh, it seems I need to be more careful in the future.

"Suicide or surrender to the police."

Master Shan looked at Ge Sanbao as if he were a dead man.

The knife was thrown in front of Ge Sanbao.

At this moment, Ge Sanbao was still curled up in his seat, trembling all over, staring blankly at the knife on the ground, muttering to himself, "I won't commit suicide... I won't commit suicide..."

Master Shan snorted coldly, bent down to pick up the dagger from the ground, and patted Ge Sanbao's face with the back of the blade, making Ge Sanbao shudder.

"If you're not going to commit suicide, then do as I say."

Master Shan took a cell phone out of Ge Sanbao's pocket and tossed it to him. "I'll give you ten minutes to call the police station and turn yourself in. Don't forget any of the things you've done."

Ge Sanbao suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with terror: "Sixth Master, if I... if I tell everything, my life is over!"

"It seems your son's life isn't that important after all!"

Master Shan's eyes hardened, and the blade landed on Huang Mao's ear, about to cut it off.

"I'll hit you! I'll hit you!"

Ge Sanbao panicked instantly.

He understood Master Shan and knew his methods. If he had been a second slower, his son would have ended up with one ear, just like him.

Master Shan held the knife to Huang Mao's head, his eyes showing no emotion, yet they sent chills down one's spine.

Ge Sanbao shakily opened his phone and was about to press a button when Master Shan Liu suddenly stopped him.

"What's wrong... Sixth Master!" Ge Sanbao looked at Sixth Master Shan in horror as he rushed towards him again, gripping the knife.

…………

While things were in turmoil over there, Lin Chang'an here finally stopped worrying.

Having tried the lottery before, he roughly understood what Shan Yuan was all about.

The Buddhist props all look quite mysterious, and I haven't tried them yet.

He eventually turned his attention back to the previous thing.

[Medicine Master's Healing Plaster (Beginner): Consumes 500 Merit Points. Quickly heals minor external injuries (such as cuts, bruises, and minor fractures)]

One can be exchanged for 500 merit points, enough to heal one's injuries.

He also wanted to see if the post was as magical as the description suggested.

[Successfully exchanged 500 merit points for 1 Pharmacist's Healing Plaster]

[Distributing...]

Lin Chang'an looked around but found nothing unusual.

After a while, nothing changed.

This thing can't be a scam, can it?

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a warmth in his pocket, as if there was something warm inside.

He felt his pocket and took the contents out.

It was a piece of yellow paper about the size of a palm, with several dark red stripes printed on its yellowish surface. It felt rough to the touch, but it seemed to have an indescribable warmth.

Is this the "Pharmacist's Curse"?

The system didn't give any instructions on how to use this thing.

Just then, a system notification flashed before my eyes: "[Please apply the Pharmacist's Healing Plaster to the wound for it to take effect]."

He raised his injured arm and carefully applied the patch to the wound.

As soon as it was applied, the sticker seemed to come alive, instantly becoming scorching hot, as if a flame was burning him.

Lin Chang'an subconsciously tried to pull his hand back, but found that the sticker was already firmly stuck to his skin and could not be pulled off at all.

Immediately afterwards, a warm current spread from the wound outwards, and the original pain gradually became numb and then slowly dissipated, leaving only a warm feeling.

He looked down and saw that the patterns on the sticker were slowly fading with the warm current.

In just over ten seconds, the sticker completely lost its temperature, turning into a light, flimsy piece of waste paper that fell to the ground with a gust of wind.

Lin Chang'an raised his hand to look at the wound, and the previously upturned cut had disappeared.

He touched it, and apart from the blood that was oozing out and looking somewhat terrifying, he felt no pain at all.

He moved his arms again, stretching them freely, showing no signs of the serious injury he had suffered.

"Holy crap, this thing is fucking amazing!"

Lin Chang'an sincerely praised, "That's good enough now."

In the afternoon, I went to buy hardware with Fang Qingzhu, and I no longer had to worry about my wound being exposed.

He suddenly had an idea: if he had so many merit points that he didn't know what to do with them, could he exchange them in bulk for these patches and sell them to treat other people's injuries?

But then I thought, 500 merit points is equivalent to 20 days of lifespan, it's not worth it to give it to someone else, but it's fine to use it myself.

However, he still considered stockpiling a few more copies of the "Medicine Master's Healing Scroll" if he accumulated enough merit in the future, just in case.

Just as he was pondering this, something flew towards him.

Lin Chang'an instantly became alert and raised his hand to knock the flying object to the ground.

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be two stacks of cash bound together with rubber bands.

He looked in the direction the object had come from and saw Master Shan standing beside the bread cart, looking in his direction. He said in a deep voice, "Take this money; consider it payment for the medical expenses incurred for saving me from injury."

Where did this old man get the money?

Lin Chang'an glanced at Ge Sanbao, who was slumped over in his seat, and instantly understood.

"That's all there is in the car, a total of 22,000," Ge Sanbao said in a low voice.

Master Shan merely glanced at him coldly, coughed a few times, and put the knife back against the blond-haired man's neck. "Enough nonsense, keep making the call."

He then dialed 111, put it on speakerphone, and tossed it to Ge Sanbao.

The blond-haired man was on the verge of tears, his neck covered in cuts from the blade.

Ge Sanbao dared not delay. Seeing his son on the verge of death, he said, "Hey... officer... I want to turn myself in..."

He confessed his crimes incoherently.

Master Shan grabbed Huang Mao's hair, and whenever Ge Sanbao spoke vaguely, he would press the tip of his knife against Huang Mao's throat.

The blond-haired man was so frightened that he didn't dare to move or make a sound, fearing that he might accidentally have his throat slit open by a knife.

I was completely devastated, barely daring to breathe, just constantly shedding tears.

Ge Sanbao was seething with anger, but for his son's life, he had no choice but to comply.

Liu Shanben, you're a fucking lunatic!

Lin Chang'an leaned against the tree, watching this spectacular scene unfold.

The description in the extended mission seems to be correct; Master Shan Liu has indeed come to his senses and is no longer willing to kill Ge Sanbao.

However, letting the law check and balance Ge Sanbao is actually the best solution.

He brought up the task list again. Since Master Shan Liu wasn't as he had imagined, the "Good Death" task was actually quite appealing.

Without further hesitation, he accepted the task.

…………

A few minutes passed.

Ge Sanbao hung up the phone shakily, muttering, "My life is ruined, damn it..."

He looked at Master Shan and reminded him, "Master Shan, I have done as you instructed. You can release Jinpeng now."

Master Shan Liu didn't speak, his face was ashen, and his cloudy eyes stared at Ge Sanbao as he slowly removed his hand from Huang Mao's neck.

Huang Mao finally dared to breathe heavily.

Just then, Master Shan spat out a mouthful of blood, dropped the knife in his hand, and fell straight to the ground, motionless.

"Damn it!" Ge Sanbao exclaimed.

"Damn it!" the blond-haired guy yelled.

"Damn it!" Lin Chang'an exclaimed.

Damn it, this is the task I just accepted, can it really be this bad?!