In fact, it wasn't Lu Yuan's fault for not administering anesthesia.
After all, Lu Yuan's surgery business for normal people had just started to take off recently.
Before Zhang San came to Lu Yuan's clinic, Lu Yuan had been dealing with corpses and the infected, so what was the need for anesthesia?
In a blink of an eye, two days had passed from the originally planned three-day business closure.
On the third day early morning, Lu Yuan examined Niu Ben's physical condition and found that he had fully recovered to a normal state.
Standing by Niu Ben's bedside, Lu Yuan considered whether to lead him to a pollution source site for some practice.
At this moment, boom!!
A loud explosion suddenly echoed from the western part of Yun City.
"Doctor Lu, Doctor Lu!!"
Outside the ward, Xiao Chen came running in a panic, still holding a phone in the middle of a call.
"Doctor Lu! The Group, the Group is calling to say that a major incident is happening in Yun City!"
The Group that Xiao Chen referred to was naturally the Xia Group, the number one financial tycoon in Yun City.
He served as a communication officer and driver for Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan was a little displeased as he took the phone from Xiao Chen and said, "Hello?"
On the other end of the phone was the voice of Wang Dong, the CEO of the Xia Group: "Doctor Lu! Half a month ago, the boss of the Black Fire Mercenary Group, the number one financial tycoon in Xifu City, died!"
"Later, there was a shift in the financial powers in Xifu City, and Black Fire was forced out. Now, a group of wandering Black Fire mercenaries have escaped to our city!"
"The enemy has quite a number of people, and we, we can't stop them..."
Lu Yuan spoke in a deep voice: "Understood."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
He took out a Bluetooth earpiece from his pocket and put it on. Just as he was about to say, "Liu Yuan--"
He suddenly changed his mind and said, "Never mind."
He returned the phone to Xiao Chen and looked at Niu Ben, "Niu, get up and move around?"
Niu Ben grinned, "No problem! Doctor Lu, I'll listen to you!"
"Isn't this the reason for having the surgery with you? Let's go!!"
Five minutes later, Lu Yuan drove the car while Niu Ben carried a wolf's tooth club and ran behind, and the two of them rushed towards the direction of the explosion in Yun City.
Walking on foot was Niu Ben's own request.
In his own words, except for last month when he had a fling with Qiu Ying, he hadn't been active for years, so he needed to get accustomed to it.
......
In the southern suburbs of Yun City.
More than a dozen armored cars, sedans, and SUVs were slowly approaching Yun City from the outside.
On both sides of the vehicle convoy, around a hundred wandering mercenaries carrying weapons followed.
Behind them, more than a dozen hired soldiers from the Xia Group lay in pools of blood.
Bang, bang, bang--
A muscular, shirtless man in camouflage with one eye raised his rifle and fired three shots into the air!
He held a loudspeaker and shouted, "Listen up, all of you!"
"I'm Du Long!"
"From today onwards! In this city, I call the shots!"
After saying that, he fired another three shots into the air, bang, bang, bang--
This man had a tattered shoulder patch on his shoulder embroidered with four gold stars, indicating that he was a level four ability user with a capability coefficient exceeding 4.0.
The convoy continued to advance.
At this time, there was not a single person on the main road in this southern district of Yun City.
To be precise, apart from the few hired soldiers from the Xia Group earlier, this group had not encountered any notable resistance.
Du Long, who was leading the group, was quite satisfied with this situation, as he could take control of this small city at a very small cost.
Du Long walked forward with his gun raised, examining the street scenes of this small city.
Although the scale was a bit small, the buildings seemed to be well-preserved, and the population appeared to be considerable.
Sustaining his group of over a hundred men shouldn't be a problem.
Clang--
Suddenly, a window on the second floor of a shop on the street opened, and a woman stood by the window, staring blankly at Du Long on the street.
This was the first time Du Long had seen such a bold woman.
This woman appeared to be of average beauty, but her eyes were captivating and fierce.
Especially those double eyelids, they were lively and alluring, almost as if they had been plucked from the eyes of a fairy in a painting.
Du Long grinned at the woman, then deliberately displayed his massive chest muscles to her and raised his thick, dark eyebrows.
The woman smiled.
She stretched lazily and asked in a languid tone, "Big brother, are you saying that you'll be calling the shots in this city from now on?"
"Correct!"
"It's me! I'm Du Long!"
Bang, bang, bang--
Du Long said arrogantly and fired another three shots from his gun.
"Hee hee hee!"
The woman's laughter was exceptionally crisp. "Du Long, if those words are coming from your mouth, I'm afraid they don't count!"
Du Long turned and pointed behind him, "The financial tycoon of your small city is nothing in front of me!"
A hint of disdain flashed in the woman's eyes, and she rolled her eyes, saying, "Du Long, go a couple of streets ahead to a major intersection, and head east. You'll find a Medical Academy. If you get the people there to agree, then your position in Yun City will be stable!"
"Fine! You little slut, you wait! I'll come back and f*** you!"
Du Long gave the woman a smile that both men and women would understand the meaning of, and he thrust his hips forward.
The woman was completely unfazed by Du Long's antics. She rested her chin on her hand and said coyly, "Du Long, hurry up and go. I'll be waiting for you to come back!"
Du Long glared fiercely at the woman and motioned behind him, immediately sending a group of mercenaries to guard the woman's building below.
The woman upstairs watched Du Long's carefree retreating figure and muttered helplessly, "I can't believe you, with so many cities around, you just had to pick a city like this."
Soon, Du Long's group entered the urban area of Yun City from the southern suburbs.
There were more people now.
But these people were simply standing on both sides of the street, quietly watching Du Long's group pass. No one came forward to stop them, and no one fled.
This scene made Du Long feel uneasy in his heart.
The more he saw the way those people on the street were looking at him, the more he felt like they were looking at a dead person.
Not only did Du Long have this feeling, but when he turned to look behind him, he realized that his group of over a hundred men had somehow started clinging to the armored vehicles as they advanced.
Bang, bang, bang--
He fired another three shots into the air, and only then did Du Long's heart feel a little more at ease.
He was clearly a level four ability user, but now he had to rely on the gun in his hand to bolster his courage. Du Long felt a sense of humiliation.
"Listen up, all of you!"
"From now on, I call the shots in this city!"
After shouting those two sentences with all his might, Du Long felt like he had regained some courage, but--
He saw the people on both sides of the street laughing at him.
Those people included men, women, and even the elderly, but there were no children.
Seeing those faces laughing at him, Du Long became enraged.
"Laugh at this, you motherf*****s!!"
He raised his gun and fired a shot at an elderly man standing on the side of the street!
Bang!
A spray of blood erupted as the powerful momentum of the rifle bullet tore through the old man's chest, sending him flying backward a great distance.
Du Long was quite pleased with the effect of his shot.
He turned his head again to look at those people standing on the street, but this time, the smiles had disappeared from their faces.
Instead, they were replaced by envy.
Everyone was staring at the old man who had been struck by Du Long's bullet, their eyes filled with envious expressions.
In an instant, a cold wind blew, sending chills down Du Long's spine.
He saw the old man who had just been shot in the chest slowly getting up from the ground.
Out of the corner of his eye, Du Long noticed a tall, muscular figure ahead on the street, slowly approaching him while carrying a wolf's tooth club over his shoulder.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!