345. Crazy absorption, the box of disease lv2
Downtown Winnipeg, Manitoba, where the Red River meets the Assiniboine River.
The time entered the middle of February, the sky was overcast and there was no sun, the snow on the road was knee-high, and the cold wind blew the pedestrians on the street in a hurry, not daring to stop more, no one noticed that a terrifying scene was happening in the women's bathroom of the gas station.
The bearded man leaned against the edge of the toilet in the compartment, his eyes drunk and his body motionless like a plastic model.
Another hot lady leaned on his right shoulder, her waterfall hair swaying as if she were kissing her boyfriend's neck.
A sigh.
Monica withdrew her "prey" backwards, her delicate willow-like soft and curved fingers wiping the blood from her lips, and her pale cheeks were stained with a delicate flush.
Stepping on his high heels, he smacked out of the bathroom and smiled at the young boy who had been waiting impatiently.
"Go Peter, 100 milliliters is enough, don't suck too much."
The boy rushed in, followed by another eager sip.
"Is it appropriate for you to do this?" Sean, who was holding a fuel gun while on the side of the autonomous tanker, asked unhappily,
Monica pulled her bangs behind her ears and smiled, "This pervert has been following me from the street into the women's bathroom at the gas station at the end of the street, wanting to attack from behind, and I just took a little bit of blood, and then chemically castrated him for two more years, a small punishment, shouldn't it?" We also got Kenny's approval. β
"These are two different things." Sean swept her plump body from her delicate face to her long, well-proportioned and flawless legs that glowed slightly against the black stockings, "You are different from ordinary women, ordinary men can't resist when you dress up. If you do this, it's like a beauty pageant champion policewoman deliberately pretending to be a prostitute fishing to enforce the law, and men will go crazy. β
Peter walked out of the bathroom, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and said dissatisfiedly, "If the person she is tracking is not Monica, but a weak lady, tomorrow the Winnipeg Morning News will have an additional story - 'A rape at a gas station in the city center', is that what you want to see?" β
After getting along for the past three days, Peter also found that this Sean has a very gentle temper, but there is one flaw that the young vampire can't bear.
"Sean, you're a monster like us, why are you overly sympathetic to humans? Haven't you accepted who you are? β
Hearing this, Sean seemed to be stuck in his throat by a mouthful of thick phlegm, twitched his cheek and put back the oil gun, and said firmly, "Aliens can have humanity, and this is a necessity so that we don't get lost in the killing." β
"No matter how human you are, you are also a monster that everyone will shout and kill when they see your real body," Peter said tit-for-tat, "There is no need to put a hot face on a cold ass, it is enough not to kill innocents indiscriminately." β
β¦β¦
"Stop arguing, get in the car." Dean poked his head out of the window and shouted, and the two sides obediently returned to the car, leaving only a limp and pale man in the women's bathroom.
Dean glanced at the two vampires, "Are they all full?" β
"Uh-huh."
"Have you recovered?"
As if sensing a premonition of bad luck, the two vampires looked at each other with a wry smile and nodded with great courage.
"Very well, and then cooperate with me to do some experiments." Dean reached out and gently wiped the necks of the two of them with a lightning bolt, and suddenly a cold rush into their bodies along the contact point, "How does it feel?" β
"Uncomfortable," Monica shivered, her white cheeks flushed, and the whites of her eyes on both sides showed clearly visible bloodshots, "numbness all over her body, palpitations and tinnitus, backache and weak legs..."
"What about you?" Dean looked at Peter.
The latter sat motionless on the sofa like a robot without power, his eyes dull and trance-like, but soon his body shook, clamped his shoulders, stared around anxiously left and right with wide eyes, and screamed in fear,
"Something's spying on me!"
"Aliens!"
"They're going to take me up and dissect me!"
Peter screamed madly and pulled the door open and jumped down.
Then a telekinesis pinned him back to his seat, and Dean recovered the disease in his body.
Peter suddenly recovered from his inexplicable fear and manic state, and looked at his hands in amazement, "What happened to me just now, like a fool and a madman?" β
Dean shook his head and smiled, "You were a little sick just now, but now that you're cured, let's rest first." Sean, head north along the river fork and we'll go around the downtown hospital. β
"Uh, okay."
Then Dean ignored Peter's fearful and worried gaze and threw himself into the systemβ
Superpower: Sickness Box Lv0 (95/100): You have absorbed most of the common diseases: acute upper respiratory tract infection, bronchitis, pneumonia, acute and chronic hepatitis, high blood pressure... Tumors, injuries, obsessive-compulsive disorder, neurasthenia... Wait.
This ability can be improved by absorbing diseases, and Dean visited a number of hospitals along the way when he traveled through Ontario, and asked two of his subordinates in the Hawkins Lab to help absorb most of the disease samples, so after three days of hard work, the skill reached the upgrade threshold.
And Dean also discovered some characteristics of the ability through repeated use.
Extremely domineering, as long as it is a human disease, whether it is a simple cold and fever, moderate heart disease, diabetes, serious malignant tumors, genetic albinism, phenylketonuria, or psychological depression, schizophrenia, etc., Dean only needs to activate his skills to contact the target patient, and these diseases can be taken away.
Each absorption of the disease will consume different energy depending on the severity of the target disease, physical diseases consume life energy, and mental diseases consume mental energy, which is used to eliminate the factors of physical and mental disorders, or to allow part of the lesion to recover.
However, compared to Dean's strong physique and spirit, he can persist in treating a hundred terminal illnesses in a row, and the consumption is very low.
"With Beelzebub's disease box, I became the most powerful and efficient "doctor" in human society, enough to shut down most hospitals. β
"Well, if I have time in the future, I can build a clinic in the countryside to experience life, and at most this ability will allow me and the people close to me to never be troubled by diseases."
β¦β¦
Healing is only one side of the skill, the more important side is control and damage.
Dean experimented with Peter and Monica's vampires dozens of times, and had a little bit of a thought:
If the enemy's physique is stronger than him, and he can avoid physical diseases, he will infect the other party with mental diseases, just like the schizophrenia that Peter was infected with just now, and the effect is outstanding; The enemy's willpower is strong, and Dean is sent to a physical illness.
Imagine that the enemy's body is constantly festering, squeezing out tumors, and schizophrenic into several during the battle, and being infected and weakened by 10% of all attributes, and 20% of the field weakened by Shadow, a total of 30% cut, and at the beginning of the battle, Dean is in a position far ahead.
The disease being released is not contagious, and Dean is not worried about a fourth pandemic of the Black Death.
β¦β¦
The car arrived at the parking lot outside the downtown hospital.
Peter looked at the figure of Dean leaving, and couldn't help but ask the stinky driver in front of him, "Hey, Sean, let's stop the topic of the parking lot just now, just when you win, next time we will pick a more bastard 'prey'." β
"Now let's talk about Kenny, how old is he, why do I sometimes feel like he's young, not a few years older than me, and sometimes I think he's older than a retired person? It's a bit split. β
"Split?" Sean chewed on his gum, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I've never seen him in real life, but based on my years of experience working on trains, his actual age will never be in his thirties like that Mexican face, maybe twenty?" β
Monica's legs in black stockings were folded, and a hint of embarrassment flashed in her eyes, "When I was in my twenties, I was a yellow-haired girl who didn't know anything, a wild vampire, and he was able to defeat Cepes, who had lived for hundreds of years, and also took away the ability to create diseases. Is he really human, or is he some kind of supernatural creature capable of shapeshifting? β
"I don't know about this, but he is generally a trustworthy guy, he pretends to be cold on the surface, but in fact he is not cold at all, as long as you sincerely respect him, he is very communicative."
Monica and Peter looked at each other and nodded, not noticing that there was a brass badge hidden in the back compartment eavesdropping, and a sly look flashed in the sixteen eyes, "Dare to talk about the master behind his back, and when he comes back, let you cry a good time." β
"So you, Sean, what were you like before you became a monster?" Peter asked curiously,
"Don't be close, it's none of your business." Sean stared into the rearview mirror and said with a little vigilance, "Your crimes in Ganano Town have not been punished, and we can't be friends." β
Peter stared straight into Sean's eyes, "Have you never made a mistake in your life, and are you a perfect gentleman?" β
Monica joined in, smiling and adding, "We're going to Midian, and I've heard Kenny say that it's a dangerous place, and we're going to have to work together to get through it, can't we improve our relationship and be friendly before that?" β
Sean stared out the window at the quiet parking lot and didn't speak.
And Peter began to think to himself, "I had only been a vampire for more than half a year, and before that, I was in middle school in Hawkins, Indiana, and my parents had been dead for many years, and I was raised by my aunt... At that time, I was not so cheerful, on the contrary, I was very introverted and had some too unique hobbies, so my peers around me regarded me as a laughing stock, a geek... I was miserable every day at school. β
Is this unleashing vampire charm on me?
Sean chewed gum and pricked up his ears further.
β¦β¦
Winnipeg Central Hospital.
Dean dodged the surveillance cameras, sneaked into an office in the corner of the first floor, stole a white coat to change into, put on a mask, turned into a medical worker, pushed a medical cart full of canned medicine through the emergency room, reception room, and took the elevator to the second floor.
God's perspective swept and confirmed that there were no ward rounders nearby, and Zhengda Guangming entered room 201.
A middle-aged man on the hospital bed, who was slightly emaciated and had a thick neck, sat up and asked curiously, "Which doctor are you?" How come I never met you? β
"Sharon Pratt... Thyroid tumor..."Dean looked at the basic information on the bedside card, "You are lucky to meet me, your illness will be cured immediately, remember to do more good things when you go back." β
"You're not kidding? Didn't Dr. Curry last time say I had to wait six months for surgery? The man said in surprise, his eyes met the mysterious doctor, and he suddenly felt that the other person's eyes were like a whirlpool to suck all his mind, leaving only the voice that went straight to the heart and soul, "Get better, do more good things." β
Dean reached out and touched the man's neck lightly, draining a cold breath from him.
The man's sickly swollen neck returned to a healthy level and slept peacefully.
β¦β¦
SuggestionβThe disease box absorbs the thyroid tumor moderately (repeated).
"The disease that has been absorbed has not improved the progress."
Dean dropped Patient No. 1 and pushed the cart out the door, turning his head and turning the camera in the far side of the hallway in a different direction to continue into the second ward.
β¦β¦
For the next period of time.
Dean quietly swept every department in every building at Winnipeg Central Hospital, giving all patients a free treatment.
Hypnosis plus contact can basically get a patient in half a minute.
Unfortunately, Winnipeg is sparsely populated, there are not many patients admitted to the central hospital, most of the diseases are the same as the previous three days, and the progress of skills is extremely slow, and the number of patients who have been cured has increased to (99/100).
Until the end.
Dean entered a ward in the oncology department.
"Grandma, don't leave me, you said you would attend my graduation ceremony in the future."
A young girl with long hair in a slightly curly brown shawl and a sweet appearance with a hint of heroism was rushing to the hospital bed, holding a thin hand with both hands, sobbing,
"Christine, silly girl, grandma can't hold out that day, you'll go back to Calgary later, go into my bedroom and dig out the secret compartment of the wardrobe against the wall, there is some money I left for you, don't give it to anyone... Especially not to your father, who has changed his mind... Ahem..."The old man on the hospital bed, whose face was as pale as a piece of paper and had a nasogastric tube inserted, said weakly, "He was deceived by that woman Julia, and he obeyed..."
"Woo... Daddy, daddy he..."Christine's nose became more sour at the thought of her father, who was becoming more and more alienated from her,
"Excuse me," a knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the two grandchildren.
Christine wiped her eyes and looked up, and saw a doctor with a mask and a fit body walking in, he was very strange, his eyes flashed like stars, and Christine was dazzled, and her expression was dull to watch the man move.
"Malignant pleural mesothelioma?"
Dean muttered with subtle surprise, stretched out his right hand and gently pressed it on the old man's chest, and after more than ten seconds, the old man trembled as if he had been electrocuted and fell unconscious.
Christine's eyes suddenly came back to consciousness, and Dean was amazed, "I can actually wake up from hypnotic suggestion, and my willpower is good." β
"What are you talking about, what did you do to my grandmother!"
Christine pushed away the babbling man and helped the old man up, but saw that her bad complexion had miraculously improved most of the time, her withered straw-like hair had a hint of shine, and her hard breathing like a broken bellows became smooth and smooth, like... Healthy people who have never been sick.
"God, what the hell is going on?"
Christine turned her head again, and the strange man disappeared without a trace, leaving only the blue curtain open and flying silently.
β¦β¦
Somewhere outside the central hospital.
The crimson flames jumped, instantly burning a white coat to ashes, revealing a neat black suit.
Dean glanced at the system.
Level up.
Sickness Box Lv0 (100/100) β Lv1 (0/200).
Unleashed: When the target is infected with the "disease", all attributes are weakened by 10% β 15%, and the bad symptoms are further exacerbated.
The upper limit of the infection target is 3β10, which is still not contagious.
Absorption: Use the Sickness Box to absorb some β most of the distortions and illnesses in the target's body and mind, while increasing your understanding of various diseases and increasing the power of the diseases you master.
β¦β¦
With skill improvement, you gain 1 Physique and 1 Will:
Physique: 28.3β29.3
Will: 26.5β27.5
β¦β¦
Call... Suck...
Extremely conflicting feelings.
A strong coolness flows through my mind, like a refreshing oil wrapping around my brain, making people extremely calm.
But the body is hot and baked like a stove, boom... Like a river of blood, it rushes through the blood vessels and runs all over the body, moisturizing the skin, bones, and muscles.
White-gold life energy gushed out almost uncontrollably.
Every cell is greatly nourished, strengthened, and has the potential to grow.
1 melee stat increase, life energy explosive power increased from 180 tons to 190 tons, and the limit power increased from 900 tons to 940 tons.
"The physique is already approaching thirty points, and breaking through thirty points will produce new specialties." Dean had a gut feeling, "When the time comes, the strength will be greatly improved." β
Most importantly, the weakened ability of the Disease Box to infect is further enhanced.
"Experiments are needed."
Dean returned to the parking lot and heard the lively discussion from afar,
"I didn't mix very well before, and I worked as a train conductor for many years." Sean talks to the lead vampire about his past life.
"When did the relationship between the three of them become so harmonious?"
Dean walked over.
(End of chapter)