Chapter 478: Freaks (1/3)
"With the light on it, people are not dead."
When the young nobleman arrived at the scene and saw the victim who still breathed a sigh of relief, his originally annoyed expression turned cloudy, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed.
The people of the imperial capital are no different from people in other places, everyone will watch, but at least the people of the imperial capital will know that when some of the excitement worth watching is over, they should leave the scene quickly.
Because what happens next is not only boring, but also likely to get into some kind of trouble.
Ian also looked up at the team of guards and medics who were hurrying in.
There aren't many guards in the Imperial Capital, but they can always be there when they need it, and it is said that there are monitoring psionic powers throughout Midtown, and the guards know everything when they need it, but they don't really care about everything.
In the imperial capital, you know everything, which is too stupid.
The medical staff, or emergency responders, are a cooperative organization between the local hospital and the Huaiguang Church, and are good at dealing with all kinds of sudden and harmful incidents.
As for this nobleman who took the lead......
Ian looked at the other party, the other party had long red and gold hair, his appearance was handsome, and he had a very spiritual feeling, and he could see a row of red gold long feathers that were heating up from both sides of his sideburns, which should be the bloodline inheritance of some kind of fire demon bird.
"Thank you very much for your help, knight."
The nobleman noticed Ian at the beginning, and at this moment he stepped forward and warmly wanted to shake Ian's hand: "You prevented a tragic incident from happening on the streets of the imperial capital, and we and the victims will be grateful to you." β
"What's your name, please?" He asked politely.
"Ian."
The white-haired boy shook hands with the other man, and after hearing that Ian did not report his last name, the young nobleman frowned imperceptibly, and then there was some joy - Ian with the silver chip could also tell.
But he still smiled and said, "I'm Waldo from the Noka family." Forgive my men for their recklessness, he drove the transporter without honking, and the poor victim probably didn't see the transporter and didn't have time to dodge...... What a tragedy, allow me to apologize for them. β
"Actually, I'm not unhappy, there are free experimenters who test my medicine, and I don't have to sign a volunteer contract, which saves a lot of trouble."
Ian quietly withdrew his hand from Waldo's overly enthusiastic hand, and he smiled calmly: "It's not your fault either, Mr. Waldo, there is no need to apologize, that Mr. Driver has apologized many times, the victim may need to receive relevant treatment, please let the first responders come up." β
"That's right."
Waldo stepped aside, and the first aid team, led by the Celestial Cleergy, approached the victim, whose leg had been amputated and frozen.
"Vital signs are stable." "The bleeding has stopped, the vital activity is 1152% of the normal value, Huaiguang is on it, what kind of medicine is this?"
"Be careful not to break the ice, that's what it means to stop bleeding...... What about universal plasma? Get ready for injections. β
"Sir, are you awake? I advise you to be in a coma for a while, and then we will be injected with anesthetics. "You are the families of the victims? Please come with us and we're going to talk about the treatment process......"
And just as the first responders were dealing with it, the Celebrant of Light came up to Ian.
He drew two concentric circles on his chest, one large and one small, and said in a respectful tone: "This knight, forgive me for taking the liberty of it, but what medicine did you inject this gentleman before?" It works very well, and we want to know the specific data so that it can be used for the subsequent treatment regeneration process. β
"The general regeneration agent, which has been modified to a certain extent, can improve the regenerative power and promote the production of totipotent cells, which is a new method under the process of Sora's strengthening theorem."
Ian gave the standard answer: "No one has used the effect except myself, and that gentleman is the first, and I need to collect his data, and I think we can share it." β
"Thank you for your generosity, knight, that cost ......"
Ian nodded, "You don't have to give me money, remember to take care of my test subjects." β
"Thank you for your generosity." The priest nodded earnestly, directing the team to take the victims of the crash away from the area, while the guards had already begun to clean up the scene, and even the transport vehicle was started by a new driver to continue his mission.
"Does that make you happy, knight, this thing is precious, I don't dare do that...... Well. Give alms out. β
Waldo, on the other hand, was surprised by Ian's choice: "And this is your unique improvement potion, sharing data with the church is not the move of a wise alchemist." β
It can be seen that the young nobleman is actually fighting for Ian: "Moreover, I can see that your regeneration potion is very powerful...... It's not the herbs or the recipe itself, it's your technique. β
"It's too cheap for this group of people from the Huaiguang Church to get their hands on it!"
"Maybe I have better potions and techniques."
Without much explanation, Ian looked at the place where the blood stains were before, and asked thoughtfully, "I'm sorry, I haven't been here for long, Mr. Waldo, do you have any regulations next?" β
"No more. The victim is dealt with properly, the driver will be retrained later, and the matter is over. We'll provide a portion of the victim's treatment costs, and to be honest, he didn't avoid the transport vehicle, and it couldn't all be the driver's fault - after all, he was on an emergency mission with the Alchemy Society. β
Waldo shrugged his shoulders, if someone died, then maybe things would still be a little troublesome, but it would be just a loss of money to fire the employee: "Are you also here to participate in the alchemist assessment?" With such a young elite alchemist, it's hard to imagine who your teacher is. β
"I don't know, Knight Ian, if I have the pleasure of inviting you to a dinner later?"
He invited Ian, and the white-haired boy staring at the road seemed to react, he smiled slightly, but declined: "Alchemist assessment? Ah, indeed. But I'm sorry, Mr. Waldo, but I've made an appointment. I was about to go to the seventh floor to meet with Mr. Esengard of the Ellen family, and it was a real pity. β
"Oh? The Ellen family ......"
Waldo was visibly unhappy when he heard Ian's refusal at first, but when he heard about the Ellen family later, the member of the Noka family thought of something, and then looked at Ian seriously.
- The badge of the Patrol Knight, so young, the white people, so good-looking, and...... Sure enough, there were goblins to accompany them.
He noticed the birch and frost butterflies waiting on the sidelines, and he realized it.
Waldo immediately changed his expression of surprise and admiration: "You are the guest of the Ellen family?" It's rude, it seems that I was indeed a little presumptuous and delayed your appointment. β
"I didn't expect you to be even more talented than rumored to beβat this age, many alchemists under my family's command can't compare!"
"Where, I didn't make it clear at first."
Ian also replied softly, "It was a nice conversation, but please forgive me for leaving, I'm afraid I'm going to be late because I've been delayed here." β
"I'm bothering."
Waldo stepped back, and Ian turned, leaving with Birch and Frostbutterfly.
Watching the young man leave the street and walk towards the seventh floor, the young nobleman with red blonde hair narrowed his eyes slightly.
His originally enthusiastic expression gradually turned icy: "What kind of stand do civilians who don't even have surnames...... Even Isengard wouldn't have turned down my offer so directly. β
He shook his head a little unhappily: "Spend so much money to save a civilian...... Experimental material? Alchemists are indeed a bunch of freaks. Forget it, at least one trouble has been solved, or go back and continue to drink bars. β
Ian, who was leaving the street, could still hear this self-talk.
"Freaks." He whispered to himself, then smiled, "Perhaps." It's also a good title. β
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