Chapter 292: The Vice Dean's Legacy and the Countess Ambush Him
Bai Lang hurriedly browsed through a few items, and there was not a single piece of garbage.
First of all, the ember crystal is a healing ability similar to 'Blood Healing'. It not only contains the lifelong 'medical knowledge' of a vice president, but also sublimates his best medical skills into 'skills'.
This crystallization acts as a lead, and is connected with several other items that are opened to form the 'Cardiac Surgery Medical Kit'.
[Defibrillator (mutilated), blue, medical equipment.] The use of powerful pulse currents through the heart to eliminate arrhythmias, is a must-have emergency equipment in the operating room. Only the battery remains, which is derived from electric vehicles, 25kg. ć
[Function: adjustable voltage 3000 volts to ??? V. Adjustable discharge from 200 joules to ??? J. Adjustable current from 50 amps to ??? Ać This object is a 'battery' stolen from an electric car by the Vice President after the invasion of Hell. ć
[Note 1: Professional medical equipment, medical profession or medical department title is required to use.] ć
[Note 2: It can be discharged with both hands regardless of any need for use.] ć
Seeing this, Bai Lang immediately understood that the turtle shell that was raised high by the vice president was used to protect this battery.
Bai Lang weighed it with his hands, the battery the size of this shoebox was very heavy, so the vice president was not really Luo Guo, but transplanted the battery into flesh and blood, and was bent over by the unbearable weight of life, but under the erosion of the power of hell, he obtained the biological discharge ability like an electric eel, which is really a noble lady and kidney power of nature!
[Professional certificate (cardiac surgeon).] Searching the past mission experience of the contractor No. 14490322, a total of 261 cardiac surgeries have been completed, with a success rate of 78.3%, which perfectly meets the employment requirements (50 in total) and overflows. Lack of 'medical title' preposition. If you meet the last conditions and complete the job, you will receive additional career rewards. ć
There is nothing to say about the professional certificate, the vice president used to be a 'cardiac surgery expert', and he broke out a profession with a high degree of 'professionalism'. And Bai Lang himself perfectly met the employment conditions, and Paradise didn't even give him the relevant 'employment task', and directly judged him to be qualified.
In other words, Bai Lang has proved his business ability through actions in past tasks, and choosing 'cardiac surgery' is a matter of course.
Once he chooses this profession, he not only enjoys all the basic benefits of a 'medical profession', but also gains additional expertise in the 'field of cardiac surgery'. In addition, his fit overflowed with nearly 200 surgeries, which can also be converted into additional 'career rewards'.
In other words, if he chooses 'cardiac surgery', not only will he go to the stomach in one step, but the benefits and bonuses he will get will be very exaggerated. He's a natural executioner! Phew, born cardiac surgeon!
But Lang is very calm, and although the 'heart surgeon' is good, it is not the only way out, or the best choice. Because there is a 'countess' waiting for him soon...... In addition, the next mission world is also related to the medical profession, and 'Guwu + Chinese Medicine' has been locked in advance.
So Bai Lang decided to wait a little longer and not rush for a while. After comparing the advantages and disadvantages of several professions horizontally, it is not too late to choose.
[The construction of the clinic proves that the vice president is a symbol of wealth and status.] Only those who inherit the Ham Legacy can use this inheritance to build a 'private clinic' in the Flame Transmission Space. From the mission world, you can recruit and transform 5 aborigines into the space to serve you. ć
Bai Lang keenly discovered that this 'construction certificate' was actually a permit to open a store. The various private shops in the fire transmission space have similar origins. And the 5 recruitment slots are more interesting, implying that he can bring out the life within the mission world.
The four kitten-man sisters are not native to Somago, their mother is the 'enchant' of a contractor. In addition, there are strange races that have also entered the real planet through different channels. The 'clinic construction certificate' in his hand may be a path.
As long as he inherits the mantle of the vice president, if he has the opportunity to go to the Witch's Paradise in the future to gather five little nurses, he can summon the 'night ward' in the space, and even open a private clinic into reality.
But Lang quickly overcame the demons in his heart, and his spirit was clear, how could a mere illness mess with my Dao heart?
So he flicked the professional certificate and the clinic construction instructions: "It's not bad." ā
Feng Ying took it and looked at it a few times, and commented: "If you sell it alone, it is worthless, and it must be bundled and sold together with the ember crystals." That broken battery is also chicken ribs, captain, have you really decided to be a doctor? The class bar represents the 'Great Source', but it's hard to clean and reset. And even if you have the opportunity to clean and reset, it means that all the previous efforts have been wasted, and the advantages that you have worked hard to accumulate will evaporate out of thin air. ā
Bai Lang naturally couldn't let the primary school students underestimate him, and continued to pretend to escape: "Saving lives and helping the injured has always been my ideal, but cardiac surgery may not be my destination, my ambition is very big." ā
In fact, it has only been 5 months since he conceived his 'medical ideal'. The time to really study medicine is only 3 months, and he is still in the 'interest period', and the fun of dissecting the Sinking Demon is supporting him.
However, once the 'hobby' becomes a 'career', can we continue to be happy? Feng Ying's inquiry made him hesitate to answer.
It has been less than half a year since he crossed Somogo, and he doesn't even have a stable home, can't talk about his feelings, and even feels lost about the future. When he suddenly encountered a career choice that he might have to pay for for a lifetime, Bai Lang was still relatively cowardly. This kind of career planning must be deliberate and tailor-made, and it cannot be blindly selected as soon as the brain is hot.
At this time, Sister Yuan muttered: "How can there be a future in cooking when studying medicine?" Xiaobai, studying medicine can't save the world, you should give up medicine and become a cook. It's a pity not to have such a good talent. ā
"Captain, shall we open a shop together? I'll be your assistant, and I can also study accounting, nursing, finance, ......," Ophelia asked expectantly, already thinking of a name for the mom-and-pop shop, and began to name her third daughter in the future.
She had no idea that Bai Lang's first reaction when he saw the 'clinic' was to summon 'St. Euliana'. Why does the big husband have no girl?
"Ahem, keep going. Nirvanaru, replace the elastic chain for me! ā
Refusing to answer, Shirahiro instructed Fukimaru to re-chain Gatling and carry an ammo box behind him.
He doesn't believe it, Gatling Bodhisattva can't save the bottom boss? The vice president is so vulnerable, how strong can the lord be.
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After passing through the short 'basement', the space on the fifth floor returned to normal, the door in front of it said 'Dean's Office', the corridor was silent, and behind the cracks in the slightly opened doors on both sides, no more monsters suddenly poured out and attacked.
So far, no one in the tour team has been injured except for Gangtaro Feisheng. Only Ophelia, one of the four heavenly kings, broke his foot in the battle. There are 12 surviving believers in the Healing Church.
At this moment, facing the final boss, the Hell Lord Countess, Feng Ying's heart was confused: I am Feng Ying. Where am I? What am I doing here?
Bai Lang has always promised to take her to farm dungeons, fight bosses, and challenge the Hell Lord, which is super exciting! And it did. But at this time, she didn't have the courage to break through at all, and faced the excitement and excitement of the demon king, she just felt bored, so boring, super boring!
This kind of feeling of not having a chance to shoot in the whole process and being protected by three layers inside and three layers outside, to be honest, is not as exciting as writing homework at home. She will never fantasize about the 'Dragon Quest' in the future, what she has experienced is nothing but the real is only the real, and the captain is really too cautious.
Bang!
The Bai Lang family kicked open the office door and walked in with Gatling. The six clear barrels were already spinning at high speed, buzzing, and with a single pull of the trigger, they could release a torrent of bullets and temper all the ghosts.
However, everything in the office made everyone stunned!
The interior space has been enlarged to create a clean pink bedroom of 50 square meters and about 3 meters high. Gorgeous chandeliers cast bright light to illuminate the interior. On the left against the wall are rows of huge bookshelves, neatly lined with medical books. On the opposite side of the wall, there are all kinds of stuffed toys.
In the deepest part of the bedroom, there is a huge bed. There is also an oversized desk next to it. In addition, the open spaces were not ornamental, but filled with medical equipment and an operating table. But the most conspicuous thing is the blood-soaked bathtub in the center of the bedroom.
Seeing this kind of room that integrates bedroom, office, operating room, library, and bathroom, Bai Lang doesn't know what to say? The sudden change in the style of painting is too powerful, and the home of the vice president, a heaven and a hell.
In the room at this moment, there are no servants, monsters, or devils, only one person. was sitting quietly at the desk, just looking up coldly, revealing a delicate and beautiful appearance, and looking at Bai Lang and his party who were disturbing her reading.
Countess!
If he could, Bai Lang thought it would be more appropriate to add the word 'young' in front of the name. The other party came to be a little younger than Ophelia, 16 years old and seven years old as a high school student.
Of course, the information provided by the camp shows that the other party has already been in his early sixties.
Seeing Bai Lang and the others barbariously breaking in with evil servants in full armor, she was not angry, nor did she fight back, or even make a sound. They just looked at each other quietly with the words 'you guys are rude, don't make noise, don't disturb me'.
The two sides were embarrassed for a short moment, and the thick-skinned Bai Lang shouted: "Countess, your time of death has arrived!" Accept the righteous judgment! ā
When the other party heard this, he quietly put down the book, put his hand on the table, and waited silently without any resistance.
"I ......"
Ophelia quietly tugged at his clothes and asked in a low voice, "Captain, you can't get the address wrong, can you?" Is this really a boss? ā
The other party is beautifully looking, with fair and delicate skin like porcelain, golden hair, and bright eyes like rubies. In addition to the fact that the ears are not pointy, they can be called elves in all aspects, coupled with the other party's indifferent and unpretentious temperament, which makes the half-elf very good, as if he has met the same race.
"Don't be deceived by her appearance, my satellite probe tells me that the other party contains an incomparably strong evil power in his body, twice as strong as the previous Lord of Blessing!"
"Well, perception tells me that the enemy is indeed strong." Sister Yuan's expression also became solemn.
No matter how misleading the other person's skin may be, the scene of the bathtub filling the bathtub with wailing faces constantly appearing, hands trying to break the blood, waving bloody hands in the air, already indicates the nature of this place, which is the polar opposite of the warm hue of pink.
Ophelia wondered, "But why didn't she move?" Don't even resist? ā
No one else could answer.
Bai Lang felt a little reluctant to carry a Gatling and aim at others, and the scene suddenly fell into embarrassment, and both sides were reluctant to take the lead, as if the party doing so was the representative of evil.
So he took out a rifle from the storage space and threw it on the ground, signaling for Nichimaru to start the battle first.
Thousands of pots and thousands of pots are all the faults of Fugui Pills. I, Bai Lang, just have no way + I don't have time to stop + I am forced to defend and counterattack.
Bang!
Nichimaru has no concepts such as righteousness, evil, shame, righteousness, and picks up the rifle and pulls the trigger. With a bang, the countess had an extra spot of blood on her eyebrows, and then her body shook slightly, and she fell on the table.
The next moment, a pale green key floated.
"Clams? He's dead? ā
"There is a conspiracy?!"
Feng Ying blinked, turned her head and asked, "Captain, are you sure you didn't make a mistake with the address?" We're obviously here to eradicate the Hell Lord, but how can I have the illusion that I'm wrong and that I'm the evil side? ā
Ophelia, who has always supported her brother Lang, also rarely shut up, with a sense of guilt and guilt in her heart.
Fortunately, Sister Yuan is still an adult who has experienced strong winds and waves, and said with relief: "Since the key has appeared, it means that the other party is a monster." ā
"Sister Yuan, your tone and expression are so reluctant." Feng Ying pierced.
"Ahem, it was Fugui Pill who shot it, don't have a psychological burden, it's a big deal that we will kill it tonight and pay tribute to the countess."
After a few words, everyone unanimously decided to throw the pot to the hand-held rifle, and was waiting for the master's praise, and then felt that the atmosphere was not good, and gradually fell into a dazed back pot.
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