Zhu Yan lay sprawled in pain across a chair in the Moonwalk Hall, watching the Ocean Doll behind the counter process his transfer with practiced ease.
The [Demon Cloak] was draped over his shoulders. He glanced around to make sure no one was nearby before lowering his voice to ask the Ocean Doll, “If an ordinary player wants to go directly from one hall to another…”
The Ocean Doll’s eyelids opened and closed mechanically.
“That is not an action permitted to ordinary players. Request denied.”
Zhu Yan relaxed.
Clutching his stomach—which, in reality, had not suffered a single injury—he broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.
“How much money is in there?”
“One hundred thousand Bone Gold Coins,” the doll said without looking up. “The transfer is almost complete, Hunter. Now, show me the [Hunter] mark on your right hand.”
Zhu Yan extended his sweaty right hand.
At long last, he also heard the broadcast’s cheerful voice. The voice was late, as if it had finally finished enjoying the show.
“Congratulations, dear [Hunter]. You have successfully completed this mission!”
Yes, he had.
Unfortunately, Director Jin’s account contained only one hundred thousand Bone Gold Coins.
Good heavens. Would the puppet’s injuries even be worth the money?
“Happiness begins with knowing when to be content,” the female voice cheerfully lectured. “All right. Since this was a solo mission for the [Hunter], no other players will receive notification of the instance.”
“Congratulations, [Hunter]. Please listen carefully to your rewards.”
Rewards. Rewards.
Zhu Yan prayed that the rewards would be generous, and the female voice did not disappoint him.
“Reward one: the player mark in the puppet’s palm.”
“The mark will take one minute to grow. During that minute, please do not let other players notice anything unusual.”
“Reward two: three bottles of puppet external-repair agent disguised as high-level healing potions.”
“Please use them with caution. The level of these potions may exceed Level 9.”
“Please do not reveal your true nature in front of the [Human Alliance], or allow them to discover that they have failed to collect or have collected too few items.”
Zhu Yan understood.
The pain stabbed into his head again and again like a knife. He no longer had the strength to think about anything else.
…
Below the platform, Captain Zheng had already sent his people to surround the [Hall of Mourning].
The platform slowly rose again, but Zhu Zeyu was in so much pain that he could no longer stand.
Guan En supported Director Jin, while Yang Zhanbai crouched down to look at Zhu Zeyu, who was curled up on the floor.
Yang Zhanbai had torn open the hem of Zhu Zeyu’s uniform, fully exposing the bloody wound to the air.
“Three bottles of high-level healing potions, and it’s still this deep?”
Guan En was visibly shocked.
“How terrifying was the original injury? His intestines must have been about to spill out.”
He then frowned and glanced at Yang Zhanbai, whose face was covered in cold sweat.
“You don’t need to worry. It hurts, but none of the vital points were hit. Since it’s a gunshot wound, we have someone who can draw the bullet out.”
Yang Zhanbai glanced down.
He had poured several bottles of high-level potion over his own arm as well, but the [Hunter]’s weapon was simply too powerful. The potions’ effects were mediocre at best.
Still, they had improved his condition somewhat. At least he could move.
There was still no progress below, and Captain Zheng’s people were running around like headless flies.
“Director Jin, hold on.”
Guan En poured high-level medicine over Director Jin’s wrist as if it cost nothing, barely managing to staunch the bleeding.
“I’ve logged onto the player forum and sent Doctor Liu a private message,” Guan En reported.
The situation was urgent, and he could not explain much. For now, all he could do was make Director Jin force himself to hold on a little longer.
“Doctor Liu and his small team are waiting for us outside the WE Café. Director, please hang in there.”
Director Jin gritted his teeth against the pain, his jaw clenched so tightly that a bulge had risen along his cheek.
Guan En did not know why Director Jin had come, but he had certainly arrived at the worst possible time.
That [Hunter] had been so familiar with the process, as if he had been lying in wait!
Guan En had no idea how he was supposed to explain this to Jin Rongxu.
His wounds hurt. His head hurt, too.
He looked at the several injured people, himself included, hesitated for a long while, and finally opened Jin Rongxu’s private messages.
When the platform came to a stop inside the WE Café, Zhu Zeyu vaguely heard a burst of chaotic footsteps.
Someone seemed to have rushed in.
They lifted him onto a stretcher and hurried outside. The emergency lights in the shopping mall swept past his eyes, at once clear and blurred.
“Gunshot wound… The bullet has to come out first.”
“Call someone from the item-analysis team. We can determine the [Hunter]’s item level from the bullet.”
Someone placed a hand above the wound. The moment the bullet was drawn out, another wave of excruciating pain struck.
“Bear with it,” someone said.
“This step will hurt a little, but we don’t have any anesthetic. Bring the high-level potions! Captain Guan said Level 9 won’t work. Bring something above Level 10!”
High-level potions!
Those four words struck a sensitive nerve in Zhu Zeyu.
He raised his uninjured arm and fiercely wiped the tears of physical pain from his eyes before turning to look to the side.
This appeared to be a crude treatment room, perhaps a dental clinic inside the shopping mall that had been converted for medical use.
Three bottles of potion sat on a nearby tray. Someone picked up one of them and carefully poured out half before handing it over.
Zhu Zeyu pretended to try to sit up, prompting several players to hurry over and hold him down.
“Hey, lie still. Don’t move, don’t move—”
[Telekinesis].
Zhu Zeyu snatched the two bottles beside the half-filled potion at lightning speed, then placed the two disguised repair agents in their place.
He followed the doctor’s movements and lay back down, asking weakly, “Doctor, is it serious?”
The doctor poured half a bottle of potion over the wound, but then fell silent.
After observing it for a moment, he shook his head at the pale young man on the bed.
“What did the Hunter ever have against you? Honestly!”
He turned and instructed the player beside him, “Try a potion one level higher. This is the highest-level potion we have here. If it still doesn’t work, you’ll have to wait until we return.”
Fortunately, the effect of the “Level 12 potion” was immediate.
After one bottle, the wound on Zhu Zeyu’s shoulder had almost completely healed.
After another bottle and a half, the wound in his stomach had healed perfectly as well.
The pain vanished, too.
With the doctor’s assistant supporting him, Zhu Zeyu sat up, looking as if he had barely survived a disaster.
“Th-thank you. I’d like to go check on Yang Zhanbai and Guan En…”
He pointed to the half-used potion on the table—the one that had been replaced.
“Can I take this to them?”
The doctor let out a sigh of relief.
“Tell the others what happened.”
He did not immediately respond to Zhu Yan. Instead, he turned to the assistant and said, “The Hunter’s gun and knife are definitely no higher than Level 12.”
Once the assistant hurried out, the doctor finally nodded at Zhu Zeyu.
“Captain Guan should be in Room 3, looking after Director Jin.”
“Take it with you. It should help.”
That was exactly what Zhu Zeyu had been waiting to hear.
There was no way he could leave this half-used potion here.
The [Hunter]’s knife was Level 13. He still needed to pour a Level 14 potion into this bottle and disguise it again.
Otherwise, the levels of the healing items used on the two sides would not match—and that could spell trouble.
Holding the potion, Zhu Zeyu hurried toward Room 3.
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