Dr. Luk's rounds If you don't fix this, I'll go in and help you.

The Spirit Ghost Baby ability was different from ordinary abilities.

The strength of ordinary abilities depended on the practitioner's own power level, or ability coefficient.

But the strength of Huang Ming's Spirit Ghost Baby completely depended on the density of spiritual energy he had accumulated in his body through his Spirit Birth ability.

Of course, the density of the spiritual energy in Huang Ming's environment also empowered his ability.

Together with Huang Ming's own spiritual energy detection skill, this Spirit Ghost Baby became the most suitable ability for Huang Ming as a demon hunter.

At this moment, looking at the high-rise building that had frozen into ice chips in front of him, even Huang Ming himself felt incredulous.

Standing still in silence for a long time, Huang Ming took off the gold badge engraved with "LY-98" from his coat collar, wiped off the dust on it, and pinned it back.

...

In the next two hours, the sound of rumbling explosions and the hissing sound of flying blades piercing the air did not stop in the southern half of this city.

In the northern half, the shrill screams unique to the infected, having lost their sanity and humanity, resounded throughout half the city!

Lu Yuan himself probably didn't know what kind of monsters he had unleashed.

Listening to the commotion coming from the city, the four people from the Star Group shivered in their car at the edge of the highway outside the city.

Along exhaled a puff of smoke and said lightly: "In the past two hours, the vital aura of the living people in this city that I have sensed has decreased by one third."

Sun Ying said with a sob: "That clown is one thing, but the other one looked quite honest?"

Wu Xiong patted his new body and said tremblingly: "Those two must have undergone surgery by Dr. Lu."

"If I also let Dr. Lu modify me..."

Sun Ying secretly rolled her eyes, while Awei glanced at Along.

He knew Along had this idea in mind.

For a moment, Along turned his head to look at the ruins deep in the city, and casually flicked the extinguished cigarette butt out the window.

After about another half hour, the two men came back.

The clown came back in a pickup truck, with a blood-soaked man sitting in the passenger seat, and several tires in the truck bed.

The clown's entire suit was also stained blood red, with only his face and the shiny badge on his chest unchanged in color.

Huang Ming was unharmed, because his ability was a ranged attack.

When the two met, the clown lowered his head and looked up at Huang Ming: "I've cleared everything I saw on my half. How about you?"

Huang Ming: "I only killed the two ability users I encountered, and a group of refugees who tried to attack me."

The clown's crimson mouth corners slowly curved up. He slowly approached Huang Ming and said in a low voice: "Number 98, demon hunter, hypocrite! You clearly killed quite a few too!"

Huang Ming knocked hard on the cane he was holding and responded lightly: "Number 95, clown, violent! I only killed refugees who tried to attack me."

"Hahahahaha!"

A creepy loud laugh came from the clown's crimson mouth. "I've learned!"

He got back into the truck he drove back and pulled the man in the passenger seat down. "He's a mechanic. There are spare tires in the back. He can help us change them."

An hour later, the two vehicles continued to head towards the border with Region S.

...

Yun City, Eastern Suburbs Medical College.

The weather this afternoon was quite good. The clinic should have been open for business, but Lu Yuan very rarely got off work early today.

Liu Yuan drove him around Yun City.

They also went to Xia Group's supermarket to purchase daily necessities for the clinic.

On the last day of every month, Lu Yuan would have Liu Yuan drive him around the city like this.

In his words, this was to experience the mundane world and keep a "human" aura about himself.

At six o'clock in the evening, the two returned to the clinic.

Lu Yuan sat on the eaves outside the reception hall, staring blankly at the barely visible stars in the sky.

At eight o'clock, Liu Yuan came over holding a set of identical surgical knives.

"Boss, everything is ready."

"Still the same, thirty-six blades. All with the handles you made yourself, the blades dipped in Seven Star Snake paralytic venom."

"Okay, I know. Close off all the wards from now on. Go get the cleaner ready."

"Alright."

After Liu Yuan left, Lu Yuan slowly closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and fell asleep right there under the open eaves.

At eleven fifty-five on the dot, Lu Yuan opened his eyes.

At the same time, on a highway in the Wasteland of District 29.

It was Huang Ming's turn to drive now. Suddenly, he picked up the radio and said, "Front car, front car, please pull over and wait a moment."

The Star Group's car in front immediately pulled over without hesitation.

In Huang Ming's car, the clown looked at him puzzled, "What are you doing? There are no cities around here!"

Huang Ming pointed to the time on his phone, "Clown, it's almost midnight."

"So what of it?"

"Today is the 31st. After midnight it will be the 1st."

The clown was suddenly taken aback. "Damn it, it's that sacred and solemn moment again."

Saying that, the clown got out of the car and stood by the highway looking towards Yun City.

Huang Ming stood side by side with him. The two raised their right hands and placed them on their chests, bowing their heads slightly.

At fifty-nine minutes past, Lu Yuan came to the entrance of the underground passage at the end of the first floor corridor.

In front of the entrance, Liu Yuan, dressed as a nurse, held an oil lamp.

When Lu Yuan arrived, she followed along beside him.

When they reached the huge metal gate on the third basement level, Lu Yuan didn't do anything, yet the two heavy door panels opened automatically with a heavy "creak".

It was midnight right then.

The long, endless corridor appeared.

On both sides were dark door panels, with seemingly eternal torchlights hanging on the walls.

Liu Yuan moved forward a little. Her voice wasn't loud, yet kept echoing in the long corridor: "Dr. Lu on his rounds!"

Squeak -

Hundreds of identical sounds came as all the room doors opened at the same time at that moment.

Lu Yuan strode forward. As he passed the first room, he asked Liu Yuan, "Let Xiao Yi be the cleaner again?"

Liu Yuan nodded. "It doesn't want to go out anyway, so let it do it."

Lu Yuan frowned. "Apart from fear and tension, why can't I feel its joy at being a cleaner?"

Liu Yuan: "You'll be able to feel it if you walk further ahead."

Lu Yuan: "..."

After passing the second room, Lu Yuan paused briefly and said, "Better than last month, don't give up, keep it up."

"Roar -"

A low roar came from within Room 2. Lu Yuan nodded and walked straight past.

The door to Room 2 closed automatically.

Room 3, Lu Yuan stopped for a slightly longer time, just two or three seconds longer.

"Very good, you've given me a pleasant surprise. Hold on for another two months and I'll transfer you upstairs if it's even better by then."

Lu Yuan continued forward.

Rooms 4, 5, 6...

He didn't say anything or pause as he passed these three rooms.

After passing Room 6, he finally stopped and said coldly, "You three are stubbornly wicked, actually willing to eat your own flesh..."

"I'll give you one last month. If you still can't correct this rotten habit, I'll come in to help you!"

Bang!

As soon as Lu Yuan finished speaking, it sounded as if someone had violently slammed against the doors of the three rooms, forcefully closing them shut.

Room 7, "Ah - Ah -"

"Ah!!"

"I'm in such agony! Mister Lu! I want meat! I want meat!"

Smelling Lu Yuan's scent, a emaciated human body with rotting flesh all over and two heads - one male and one female - rushed out of the room at lightning speed!

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