Seeing that the depth of the third line of defense is only two kilometers on average, most people on the earth are hoping that time will pass a little slower and longer, so that they can kill a few more waves of cold-blooded invaders. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info because in the future, there will be no such a good opportunity for large-scale and efficient extermination.

On the other hand, the Runeterrae side cursed how the advance was so slow, yelling to hurry up and lay a complete territory to firmly entrench, no matter what the cost.

In the long run, the Earth side hopes to have enough time to stimulate the war potential of the seven billion people, while the Runeterrae side is eager to find an opportunity to execute a set of plans in the shortest possible time to defeat the war potential of the Earth in advance......

Mondo couldn't think about it that much, he only knew that he hadn't practiced medicine himself for a long time, so many fresh patients were waiting to be cured by himself, how could he waste time here. So he wanted to take a step, but his legs wouldn't listen, well, Mondo needed treatment too. He lifted the huge scalpel and slashed it hard, the six nail rulers on the blade side sank into his leg for a while, purple blood flowed out, very comfortable, but still couldn't move.

Maybe it's time for another treatment, he picked up the self-prepared medicine, and inserted a huge needle into his leg, which was comfortable, but it didn't work, what should I do? This was the last tube of potion that was brought out.

Let's use a knife......

After fiddling with it for a long time, the blood stopped flowing, the wound healed, it should be cured, and it should be able to move after a while, so let's write a report first.

Picking up the case book, he scribbled in the air, quickly finished, and began to sort out his recent medical itinerary.

Oh, and the recent summary of medical trips, which all seem to be a template? Ever since he was given a lab coat by a few of his peers, the great Doctor Mondo seems to have practiced medicine in a fixed area. Patients come and go, and they feel like a few things, what is it? I can't remember, but it's nothing, as long as I can practice medicine.

But what's going on today? The previous competition was very lively, and the mutual treatment was very similar to Dr. Mondo's original therapy, and the healing was very thorough. That's all right, but it's all the more important to let the great Mondo heal you and show you. So he gestured to the trainee doctor who was admired by him and recommended himself as an assistant.

"We should show them this."

"No, it's not time yet, Dr. Mondo, your partner hasn't come yet."

How many times has this conversation been made? Mondo patted his leg with a pegboard, but before the results were shown, he had no interest in saying more, and he had to add a medical touch to this boring time. So, let's put together a declaration of work, and in the face of patients on a new planet who are in urgent need of Mondo's healing but are not very familiar with Mondo, it is necessary to let them know how great a great healer is. What to say first? It was a question that most people had asked over and over again, and Mondo could feel how eager they were to know the answer and why the great Mondo had embarked on the great path of practicing medicine.

It was dawn, and everyone in the almshouse was healed by Mondo......

It was indeed the dawn of time, and everyone in an almshouse in Zaun was "cured" by Mondo, except for Mondo himself.

He took off a white coat from the ghost under the knife and put it on himself, and his strong muscles broke the white coat. Mondo finally fulfilled his dream and he became a doctor! As a newcomer to a long-standing profession, he decided to share his medical skills with the world, and his mission was just beginning.

Breaking through the doors of the almshouse and walking through the steps he had first been sent to, Mondo entered the streets of Zaun, smiling and lively.

The doctor came.

The complete collapse of the mind and cognition, the insatiable desire to kill, and the purple and black skin all over the body, this is the Doctor Mondo, and this is the reason why the Zuan people dare not go out at night. The only thing this simple-minded horror weirdo seems to care about is pain, not just inflicting it, but also accepting it. He wielded a huge cleaver and lifted his weight lightly; He once captured and tortured dozens of Zaun residents and gained notoriety; He called his cruel act an "operation", but it had no real purpose.

Yes, he's ruthless, he's elusive, he can go wherever he wants, and obviously, he's not a doctor.

As for what this purple Zuan madman is, people who can't observe and study it for a while want to start from his original origins, but the source information is different.

Some say that when they first saw him, he was a baby, crawling through the market of Piltover, and the stench frightened the nobles. It is also said that he was born in Zaun and lived a few years after his birth in the sewers, where he fed on gutter rats. There are so many theories that no one knows what to believe, but one thing is certain—when he was about three years old, he came to the Zuan Orphanage for the Irreparable Trauma.

None of the other patients in the almshouse were afraid to approach Mondo, but the staff of the almshouse saw the boy as a source of bizarre fantasies. They don't see Mondo as a child to be guided and raised, but as a patient, a creature to be studied. Why is he purple-skinned? What kind of person can give birth to such a huge baby alive......

Less than a year after entering the almshouse, the doctors realized that the eerie color of Mondo's skin would never change. A little over a year later, they stumbled upon a four-year-old with brute strength that he had never seen before, and that time he accidentally crushed the trachea of a caregiver because he didn't get his favorite candy (toenails). When Mondo was six years old, they discovered that he had something to do with pain...... Not an ordinary relationship, to put it mildly.

To be specific, Mondo doesn't seem to averse to pain, and even asks for it. If there is no one to supervise, he will stick a sharp object into his shoulder; And if he were placed near another patient, within a few minutes at least one person would let out a scream of pain.

Soon, the staff of the almshouse were no longer satisfied with just observing Mondo, and they felt that the time was ripe for experimentation. No one knows whether they were motivated by curiosity about medical knowledge, a desire for scientific breakthroughs, or simply a boredom, but the doctors spent a lot of effort trying to figure out the hidden secrets of this purple mystery.

Over the next few years, they tested his tolerance for pain. They stuck steel needles between his fingernails, causing him to giggle; Sticking the hot iron to his feet, he fell asleep...... Gradually, curiosity about science turned to frustration. They couldn't get Mondo to react negatively to the pain, and they couldn't understand why it was the case. What made them even more helpless was that no matter what damage they did to him, they would heal themselves within a few hours.

But of course, they will not give up, because throughout their youth, Mondo has always been isolated from the world, and torture is commonplace.

Mondo was deeply blessed by this.

And, he began to look up to doctors as objects of worship. Because pain was the passion of Mondo's life, and it became the lifelong research of these doctors, and everything continues.

Year after year, they tried more and more unorthodox ways to break through Mondo's pain threshold, such as dripping acid on their feet and putting carnivorous maggots on their faces,......

Then, one day, the doctors at the almshouse discovered that the purple-skinned monster no longer called itself "Mondo", but instead called itself "Dr. Mondo", which they thought was quite amusing at first.

For example, in this scene, he stole a syringe, used it to extract the berry juice from his breakfast, mixed it with the unknown liquid in his night pot, and happily shouted "Mondo dispense", and plunged the mixture into his forehead......

It's just that it didn't take long for Mondo to get tired of experimenting with himself.

His subsequent actions have led many to speculate about his motives. Some believe that he is taking revenge on the almshouse employees who have tormented him for years, while others think that he is just a psychopathic monster without any moral judgment.

The truth wasn't that complicated, and Mondo just decided it was time to put his research into practice.

That night, Mondo went into the kitchen and found a huge cleaver. He picked up this very handy "medical" knife, room after room, and performed "surgery" on each "patient". And he has no logical concept of his "treatment" methods, and just plays in the way he usually finds most interesting......