Seeing Russell appear, the panicked voices around him suddenly calmed down a lot.

Russell held the still trembling light wave and said sharply:

"Hurry up and try it, can you use supernatural abilities?"

What? Using supernatural abilities?

Guangbo didn't know why Russell made such a request for a moment, but he still followed the doctor's instructions and did so.

He snapped a few spell words and snapped his fingers as he tried to cast a simple spell.

Nothing happened.

"Strange? My spell didn't work. Astonishment and horror filled the brown-haired boy's face.

He tried several spells in quick succession, but none of them had any effect.

Other infected patients in the population have also tried to activate different supernatural abilities, but all of them have been ineffective.

And sure enough, it was! Russell's heart tightened.

The detonation time set by Dr. Birdbeak for the occult disease was so early, tonight!

I thought we'd have at least a week or two for buffering!

"Listen to me!" Russell raised his voice and stretched out his hands to explain to the panicked crowd:

"When this occult disease is developed to the extreme, it will deprive the patients of their supernatural powers, and temporarily turn them into ordinary people who have not yet awakened spiritually.

"Feeling that the body has become heavy, the coordination and reaction speed of the limbs have decreased, the perception has become dull, and the world has become blurred are all manifestations of the transformation from the transcendent back to the normal."

He deliberately described the anomaly as temporary, so as not to cause a greater degree of panic.

"Sick classmates, hurry up and come over and show me."

Russell re-removed the table and chairs from his fanny pack and set up his stall.

At the time of closing, Russell still retained nearly 1/4 of his spiritual energy for safety. Taking advantage of the rest just now, he regained some spiritual energy, and his current state is okay, and it is not a problem to diagnose and treat medicine for a while.

One after another, students who had lost their supernatural powers and turned into ordinary people crowded in front of Russell.

Russell turned on his vision and carefully observed the physiological state of one patient after another, including light waves.

During the examination, Russell's face became more and more pale.

The young man's delicate cheeks swelled with layers of gloom.

"How could it be, how could it be ......"

Russell looked at the color blocks of different patients' internal organs and spiritual aura from the perspective of spiritual vision, and assisted in diagnosis by means of pulse diagnosis, facial complexion, intuitive perception, and questioning pen immortals.

All the diagnoses say only one thing -

These students are all ordinary people.

There is not the slightest indication that they have ever been spiritually awakened, that they once possessed a wealth of supernatural abilities, that they were able to distort nature and reshape reality with their thoughts, divine incantations, and inexplicable gestures alone.

A few months ago, after his anomalous constitution was sealed, Russell had left the academy for a while to get along with his family.

During this period, Russell, who was proficient in herbology, was very clear about the differences between the energy aura and physiological characteristics of transcendents and ordinary people.

Now, Russell has examined more than 20 sick students, including a sophomore (Light Wave), all of whom, by all indications, are ordinary people who have not yet awakened spiritually.

How could this be, Doctor Birdbeak is just an ordinary third-year powerhouse!

How could the occult disease he created be so powerful? Is there a high position that is helping him?

Russell's thoughts were churning.

"How? Dr. Russell, can we be cured? Is there a medicine that works for us? A boy eagerly asked the young man in front of him.

You must know that patients who have been infected with the occult flu before have different symptoms, but no matter how strange the symptoms, the miracle doctor Russell Ke can prescribe the right medicine and cure the disease.

"I might ...... I'm going to go back and study it for a while. Russell waved his hand, covered his forehead again, and frowned so that he had a headache:

"I went to the clinic today for a whole day, and the spiritual energy consumption was too great. Let's go to the school hospital first. ”

Although the patients were a little disappointed, they did not lose confidence, thanked Russell one after another, left in front of Russell's booth, and ran in the direction of the school hospital.

Lacking the Transcendent's advantages in limb coordination, speed of reflexes, agility, and perception, most patients are unable to adapt back to the body and senses of a normal person. In the process of running, people kept falling to the ground and getting up again. Others rely on the support of their classmates to move forward.

Guangbo, a cadre of the Association of All Things, looked at Russell who had finished his treatment, with mixed feelings, and didn't know what to say, so he could only thank him:

"Thank you, Dr. Russell."

Russell shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of water, the young man's clear eyes were indifferent:

"Don't think I don't know, you people from the Society of All Things have a lot of opinions about me, and you tried to kidnap me before. I just don't have time to talk about it for the time being. ”

Light Wave nodded repeatedly, his eyes blank and empty.

Many of his words choked on his neck, and he didn't know how to respond, so he could only thank Russell a few more times, and then turned his head and ran in the direction of the school hospital.

On the way, Guangbo fell several times in a row, until another member of the Society of All Things helped him up and walked him in the direction of the school hospital.

I watched the patients drift away until they disappeared into the thick night. Russell's eyes also darkened slightly.

Only he, who has been dealing with this occult plague frequently, knows best that this is definitely not a problem that the school hospital can easily solve.

On the way back to the dormitory, two phantoms appeared behind Russell.

One is a strange human form with a pale blur, and the other is a beautiful girl with flowing white hair.

It's a female ghost wind chime and a sleepman.

"How? Russell? Is your spiritual energy exerted so much? Do you want to let the sleeping demon carry you back? Wind Chime asked with concern, and reached out to touch Russell's forehead with his spirit palm, but he went straight through.

"I'm fine, my spiritual energy is quite abundant now, and it won't be a problem to fight again." Russell said lightly.

"Then why do you act like you're going to faint at any moment?" Wind Chimes said indignantly.

And the sleeping demon on the side immediately understood Russell's deep meaning:

"Is it difficult to cure the occult disease after it has been completely detonated? This kind of disease that makes the transcendent degenerate into ordinary people, so that you are helpless and unable to prescribe the right medicine? ”

Russell shook his head:

"Nope.

"They're not sick anymore.

"At the moment when this occult plague detonated at regular intervals, the moment they transformed from transcendent beings to ordinary people, the occult disease itself was gone. The previous symptoms such as coughing, runny nose, and memory loss will all disappear. ”

(End of chapter)