It was raining in Yun City.
Even in the morning, the sky was gloomy and murky.
The raindrops pattered noisily into the puddles on the square in front of the medical school's main building, rippling outwards in circles.
Lu Yuan sat on the small balcony outside his office, leisurely sipping hot tea and enjoying the rainy view outside.
Soon, a hot fragrant scent drifted over.
The nurse Liu Yuan came over carrying a basket of steamed buns, "Boss, breakfast today is buns, porridge with salted vegetables and pickles, I've put it on the table for you!"
Lu Yuan nodded, "Thanks!"
After putting down the breakfast, the nurse happened to open the door to Lu Yuan's bedroom next door and took out the dirty clothes from the laundry basket to be washed.
The nurse paid special attention and as expected, Lu Yuan's lab coat that he had just taken off was stained with blood again.
There were also some unidentified animal hairs.
These blood stains and hairs had naturally been left behind by the three-headed dog that Lu Yuan had treated yesterday.
Ever since this clinic opened, Lu Yuan would go out "collecting" every other day to experience some pastoral life.
Sometimes he would enter pollution hotspots alone, sometimes he would enter secret realms, and other times he would just wander around the outskirts of Yun City.
As for the purpose of collecting...erm, in Lu Yuan's words, it was hands-on studying of surgical medical knowledge.
Like this, Lu Yuan maintained his belief to "make a little bit of progress every day". After years of accumulation, the number of strange beasts that died under Lu Yuan's hands was at least eight hundred, if not a thousand.
The underground cold storage was proof of that.
Gradually, it seemed that the strange beasts also discovered that few of their kind seemed to be able to come back alive after going to Yun City to wreak havoc.
Thus, fewer and fewer strange beasts appeared in Yun City.
Situations like yesterday where Lu Yuan was able to complete his collecting trip without even leaving the city were also rare these days.
Whoosh—
A strong gust of wind blew over, bringing large swathes of raindrops that splashed onto Lu Yuan.
The icy comfort from this made Lu Yuan's mood pick up.
Just then, Lu Yuan saw a figure appear in the square in front of the clinic.
Braving the strong winds and heavy rain, the person walked over the puddles, seemingly indifferent to the fact that they were already completely drenched by the storm.
Seeing this person, Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
He then put on a white coat and went to wait in the lobby.
Even though basically no one came to his clinic on normal days, Lu Yuan had still placed a number dispenser in the first floor lobby that was grandly labelled: For Ceremony.
The person soon entered the lobby. With only Lu Yuan standing there, they looked around blankly before finally walking over to Lu Yuan and asking, "I'm here to find Doctor Lu."
Lu Yuan glanced at the four briefcases they were holding and smiled, "That's me, what can I do for you?"
Bang!
The person heavily dropped all four wet briefcases onto the floor, "Money, all yours. Make me stronger."
Lu Yuan took out an IPD tablet, tapped and typed on it, and asked: "Do you have any ID?"
"No."
"Without ID we can't do an electronic contract, only paper contracts with a twenty percent surcharge."
"Ok."
"Any special requests?"
"No."
"What abilities do you want enhanced? Close combat toughness? Stealth assassination? Or super long-range to resolve everything in one shot? I see your ability coefficients aren't that high, I could also develop a second ability for you."
Lu Yuan spoke as if going through a routine, as if reciting from a script. If this was any normal ability user, they would have probably taken Lu Yuan for an idiot.
After all, everyone knew it was extremely difficult to increase an ability user's strength. Someone who spoke so lightly like Lu Yuan was mostly likely a scammer.
However, while the person standing in front of Lu Yuan had eyes full of confusion, they did not express any doubts.
In fact, the confusion had been there since they first appeared.
"Any ability is fine, I just want to become stronger."
Hearing this person's answer, Lu Yuan asked his final question: "What's your budget?"
Without a word, the person bent down to open all four briefcases. They were waterproof and the insides were packed full with piles of cash stacked neatly.
"Four cases, four million total."
"Alright, please wait a moment."
After tapping on the IPD tablet again, Lu Yuan turned around and went back into his office. When he came out he was holding a paper contract and stamp ink.
"Two copies of the contract, please sign and leave a fingerprint here if you've reviewed without issue."
The contract signing process went very smoothly, because the person didn't even check the contract at all. They just directly signed and left a fingerprint.
The signature he left was "Xiao Wu", clearly not his real name, but that was fine. According to the X Zone's judicial clauses, fingerprints were acceptable.
At this time the nurse Liu Yuan came out from washing the clothes and was stunned when she saw the money laid out on the floor.
Customers who directly showed and flaunted money like this were not common at all.
Lu Yuan instructed the nurse, "Store away the client's things, then prepare a VIP patient room for initial examination."
The nurse hurriedly nodded, "Got it!"
Half an hour later.
Lu Yuan and Liu Yuan stood next to the hospital bed looking at Xiao Wu lying on it.
At the moment, this strange customer was staring wide-eyed at the ceiling, not moving a muscle.
Liu Yuan secretly nudged Lu Yuan with her elbow, "Boss, he seems..."
Lu Yuan's eyes flashed a hint of excitement. "You go out first."
"Oh...boss, be careful!"
"Mm."
The nurse quietly left the patient room, gently pulling the door closed.
Lu Yuan put on a mask and rolled up his lab coat sleeves. He reached out to press and rub Xiao Wu's head a few times.
As he massaged more, Lu Yuan got more excited. He muttered to himself, "So he's a psychic ability user, how rare..."
After rubbing for a while, Lu Yuan took out a metal soup spoon. He moved next to Xiao Wu's ear and suddenly shouted, "Hey!"
At the same time, he used the spoon to strike Xiao Wu's brow.
In a flash, Xiao Wu who had been lying there limp like a corpse suddenly sat up fiercely, as if stimulated by something!
Right after, he blinked rapidly for some time before looking around in confusion.
When he saw the white-coated and masked Lu Yuan, he seemed to feel some pain in his head. Clutching his head with a pained expression, he kept letting out muted groans.
Lu Yuan stood by and waited for around ten minutes before Xiao Wu finally calmed down.
Taking deep breaths, Xiao Wu looked at Lu Yuan and asked, "Did I...sleepwalk?"
With a smile that hadn't faded, Lu Yuan held out the two copies of the contract and said, "Not bad, you were hypnotized. You came to me with four million to get surgery, and signed this contract with me too."
"As long as you're willing, this contract can be voided, but you'll need to pay me five percent penalty plus medical fees for dispelling your abnormal status."
Xiao Wu took the contract and read it carefully from start to end. Looking at Lu Yuan doubtfully, he asked: "What is this place? Can you really make me stronger?"
Lu Yuan completely ignored his second question. "This is Yun City, East District of the X-27 Region."
"Yun City East District?!" Xiao Wu exclaimed, seeming to think of something. He looked at Lu Yuan with an electrified expression, "The...the surgery you did for Brother San?!"
Lu Yuan frowned, "Brother...San?"
"Zhang San!"
Lu Yuan nodded in realization. "Right, he did come to install a cyborg limb recently."
Lu Yuan had a deep impression of Zhang San indeed. His first big client coming for a p***s enlargement really left an impact on any doctor.
Xiao Wu on the hospital bed stared at Lu Yuan for two seconds. Then he took his own copy of the contract, returned the other copy to Lu Yuan, and resolutely said: "Doctor Lu, please carry out the contract. Please take care of me."
At this moment, Lu Yuan took a deep breath.
He usually gave young ladies double eyelid surgery at most. For his own clinic to get a four million dollar surgery contract...
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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