Rein's Resurrection (Bonus Chapter for 'Shangxin Duanchang')

An "invader" who spoke fluent Coleman Language?

And what did he just say, "Can he save him?"

In that instant, apart from the Great Shaman and Wudo, everyone in the room of barbarians thought they had misheard.

But after a moment of shock, the look in their eyes immediately turned to skepticism.

My first reaction was, how is that possible?

The wounds that even the high priest couldn't heal, no one can heal!

Is he such a weak guy?

Among the Kolman Tribe, the skill level of Witch Doctor is directly proportional to their spiritual cultivation.

How could someone with such a weak aura possibly heal an injury that even the high Witch Doctor couldn't cure?

But Wudo, the only one with a deep understanding of human civilization, had a complicated expression.

There was a mixture of doubt and anticipation.

She didn't detect any "lie" in Rein's expression.

She also knew that Rein was a doctor.

But

With such severe injuries, can he really make it?

Despite their doubts, nothing was more important than saving a member of their tribe, especially the "High Priest Hela," a pillar of the tribe.

Rein knew that if he didn't get involved in this "trouble," the man was doomed.

He himself would be kept his promise by the barbarians and sent out of the forest alive.

But the result was that both Bazel and the grandfather and grandson Tuster were doomed to die.

Oh, and now there's Uncle Sam too.

So he decided to give it a try.

As it stands now, the Kolman people are not unreasonable or domineering; on the contrary, they are "grateful." This is the biggest reason why he intends to "show off" at this critical juncture.

He saved Wudo in exchange for his own life.

If we save another "High Priest" now, we might be able to save another person.

He even has more room for negotiation.

Moreover, he was already somewhat confident in treating the injury. Such a penetrating skull wound is one of the most challenging surgical cases, with extremely high surgical risks.

Elsewhere, even if Rein himself possessed the "Gang Line," he would absolutely not dare to make such a boast and say that he "can cure it"!

But having just witnessed the "human-shaped life-extending machine" of the Great Shaman Mafat, he immediately knew that the success rate of this surgery would be very high.

With the Great Shaman present, no one spoke up, even if they had doubts or hatred towards Rein's words.

At this moment, Great Shaman Mafat looked at Rein, pondered for a moment, and asked, "You just said that you could heal the injuries of my people?"

"Yes!"

Rein nodded. "Our civilization has some very special treatment methods in the medical field. And I happen to have quite a bit of research on 'surgical procedures' for treating this kind of injury."

Now is not the time to be humble. The more assertive you are, the more likely the other party will let you try.

But even so,

Rein's words left the other barbarians still skeptical.

After all, he was too young and his cultivation level was too low.

It would be terrifying if any one of the "invaders," a "weakling" like this, could heal such a thorny injury. They knew it was simply impossible.

The Great Shaman looked at Rein with his wise eyes, and without questioning, said calmly, "What do you intend to do?"

He did not question Rein because Renn was an outsider.

His senses told him that the young man in front of him was trustworthy.

Rein said directly, "I need to perform brain surgery to remove the arrow. Of course, this process will carry some risks, but if you, High Priest, can help me maintain her life through witchcraft, the success rate of the surgery will reach 90%!"

"Ninety percent?"

Upon hearing this, a strange look flashed across the Great Shaman's face.

The old man didn't feel embarrassed at all about assisting a young man, and immediately agreed, "Alright! If you want to heal High Priest Hela, what else do we need to prepare for you?"

There's another layer of meaning to this: If you have the conditions, you should bring them up quickly.

At this moment, nothing is more important than the lives of one's people.

Even some excessive demands.

Rein made no mention of any "conditions," only stating the necessities of the surgery. "I need the surgical instruments from my Storage Ring, and I also need someone to help me smoothly cut open her skull so I can remove the arrow."

When transparent transactions are transformed into "favors," they become more valuable.

There are no high-precision operating tables or cutting machines here.

But clearly, such a minor procedure as craniotomy is a piece of cake for these high-ranking barbarians. They are even more effective than cutting machines.

"Huh? We need to... cut open High Priest Hela's skull?"

It's understandable that some equipment is needed. But those barbarians who had never even heard of surgery were stunned when they heard Rein say "brain surgery."

Is this healing people, or killing them?

This statement immediately caused a huge uproar among the barbarians.

"Priest, we cannot trust this invader; he intends to murder High Priest Hela!"

"Yes, the skull was cut open, how could the person be alive! This is not medical skill, it's murder."

"The invaders are not to be trusted, High Priest."

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Even knowing they were helpless against the High Priest Hela's injuries, they were unwilling to let an "invader" insult the bodies of their people.

This young man is not trustworthy.

Hearing these words, Rein was not surprised at all.

Even the strongest among the barbarians would find it impossible to accept leaping directly from primitive civilization to steam civilization in a short time.

It's like someone suddenly running up to you and saying, "This is a fake world. Come on, give me a blow to the temple, and you'll be back in the real world."

To truly survive, must one first commit suicide?

Upon hearing this, would you choose to shoot yourself in the head with the gun in your hand, or shoot the idiot who said it?

To everyone's surprise, the Great Shaman Mafat overruled all objections and immediately agreed.

"Good!"

He waved for his people to be quiet and said to Rein, "If that's all we need, we can begin immediately."

The Great Shaman had decided that even if someone had a different opinion, no one would speak up anymore.

Talking to smart people is so easy, you don't have to waste your breath.

Rein readily agreed, "Okay! The surgery requires a very quiet environment. I think, apart from you and Wudo staying behind, no one else should disturb me during the procedure."

And so, a group of Kolman high-ranking warriors were driven out of the Bamboo House.

A dense crowd had already gathered outside.

The High Priest is the highest-ranking leader in a large tribe, and one of the most powerful people in the entire Kolman Tribe. Hela's life or death is on the minds of almost everyone.

Meanwhile, the warriors of the "Mountain Wind Tribe" who had previously transported the wounded immediately spread the news as soon as they left the Bamboo House.

Soon, everyone knew that Witch Doctor from one of the "invaders" was going to perform a craniotomy on High Priest Hela.

These barbarians had no concept of "surgery" and could only imagine what "brain surgery" was like in a way that they could understand.

This idea is just pure wild speculation.

As the story spread, it became increasingly fantastical, eventually evolving into something involving "smashing heads" and "sucking brains." Finally, it became known as "evil witchcraft."

Panic quickly spread through the crowd.

The savages, regardless of age or gender, became incredibly angry.

"High Priest Hela is surely doomed. When that 'invader' comes out, even if the priest is punished, I will kill him! I will avenge High Priest Hela!"

"Yes! We can't believe a word those invaders say! Their hearts are more wicked than the 'Hate Crow' in the forest, and more filthy than the 'Mud Monster' in the swamp."

"The great priestess must have been deceived. High Priest Hela may have been turned into a puppet by that 'invader'."

"Yes, kill him!"

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Inside the Bamboo House, the Great Shaman isolated the outside world from all sounds.

Rein entered a state of focused concentration and began performing a craniotomy in the rudimentary environment.

Although he had no experience with live craniotomy, he had become quite adept at both autopsies and performing self-craniotomies in his dreams.

This is a truly magical combination, a perfect blend of witchcraft and modern surgery.

It must be admitted that in some aspects, Transcendent power is far more useful than machines.

The skull is one of the hardest bones in the human body, and even with a cutting machine, there are still some risks involved.

But for this Great Shaman, it was as easy as eating and drinking.

Wherever Rein pointed, a wisp of wind swept across his finger, cutting precisely and to the point.

Then, the two barbarians, who had never seen surgery before, were also amazed.

It wasn't a simple skin suturing; it started with a "brain surgery" of hellish difficulty.

When Rein carefully separated the brain tissue to remove the arrow after the craniotomy, he had to use "Gang Line" (gang lines) to suture some fatal nerves. His skillful manipulation of the five "Gang Line" with his five fingers, as if playing a piano, once again shocked Wudo.

Even the Great Shaman, whose gaze was as calm as still water, showed a hint of surprise when he saw the "Gang Line." It was no less than the feeling they had when they first carefully observed the beating human brain.

Only then did they realize that this human doctor possessed such incredible abilities.

Cut, suture, cut, suture again, cut the brain, suture the nerves, suture the blood vessels, suture.

This series of sophisticated surgical procedures completely changed the Great Shaman's attitude and impression of Rein.

Compared to Rein's method, the Kolman Tribe's technique of sewing with fish bones was simply too rudimentary.

Unbeknownst to him, the old man looked at Rein again, his eyes shifting from calm to showing more approval.

Wudo knew nothing about surgery, nor was she a healing Witch Doctor. She didn't even recognize surgical instruments and couldn't even be a "tool" to hand over forceps.

But she has an undeniable role to play.

"Help me wipe my sweat!"

Upon hearing this, Wudo, though her expression was strange, took the towel she had prepared beforehand and wiped the sweat from Rein's forehead.

It wasn't that she had a bad sense of humor, but rather that she was the only barbarian Rein knew.

After disinfecting his hands, he couldn't wipe the sweat off himself, and he couldn't very well ask the high priest across from him to do it for him, could he?

Craniotomy is a complex procedure with an extremely high mortality rate.

Moreover, the brain has many nerves, and if something is slightly wrong, even if the person is cured, they may end up as a "vegetative state".

Rein dared not be careless in the slightest.

Before the surgery, he could still think about other things.

During the surgery, he was completely absorbed in the exhausting procedure, without any distractions.

His focus made him unaware that the two savages in the room were looking at him with increasingly friendly eyes.

Finally, after three or four hours, the surgery was over.

The arrow was removed, and the High Priest Hela survived. Thanks to Mafat's healing magic, the paleness on her face vanished, and the vitality of a living person grew stronger.

Putting down the scalpel, Rein finally let out a long sigh of relief, "Phew, it's finally finished."

It wasn't until after the surgery that he snapped out of his focused state and brought his thoughts back to the present.

Looking up, he realized that Wudo was holding a towel and staring at him blankly, like a silly roe deer. Her coldness had disappeared, replaced by a slight glint in her eyes.

The old man standing to the side looked at Rein and smiled kindly for the first time, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, young friend Rein."

The first time he was addressed by Rein's name was a sign of recognition.

"I'm a doctor, it's just my duty."

Rein smiled. Perhaps it was an occupational habit, but he also felt a deep sense of joy from the bottom of his heart when he saved someone's life.

He was very satisfied with his surgery, and at the same time, he was amazed by the Great Shaman's "continuous healing" technique, which allowed him to almost resurrect on the spot.

It's safe to say that without Mafat today, even if Rein's surgery were perfect, this "High Priest Hela" would be doomed.

Once Rein stitched up the wound with the "Gang Line" (a type of magical thread), a Healing Spell would immediately follow, and the wound would heal instantly.

High-level sorcery combined with surgery—this created a perfect surgical procedure!

In the very moment they were speaking, the Great Shaman's "Healing Spell" had completely healed the High Priest Hela's surgical wound.

The woman, who had been declared dead, slowly opened her eyes.

Thanks to 'leo627' for another 10,000 rewards, and bookstore 'one' for the 10,000 rewards; I owe X4 more updates. There are no manuscripts saved, they are coded every day, and I can only return about one update a day.