The Doctor-Patient Dispute Continues (Second Update)

This is the first time I've seen such a strong warning. It's very dangerous there; you could die if you go!

If we lead the wrong way, no one should know, right?

After all, the best trackers in the camp were all dead, and the chieftain was busy relocating the villagers, so he had no energy to care about the lives of the missing.

Even though one of these young men was his son.

"Walk!"

Conrad took a deep breath, looked at the quietly waiting line behind him, pointed to the left, and then took the lead.

Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is a biological instinct, but facing difficulties head-on is perhaps the will that heroes should possess.

Now, she should think more highly of me, right? It's a pity that the other woman didn't come along.

"I was supposed to conquer women on this trip, but I ended up being conquered by them. What an idiot," Conrad chuckled self-deprecatingly, then glanced back at the camp with a hint of regret.

Due to Kevin's health issues, the team that came to explore underwent some changes. Jill Hera replaced Miss Mira and brought along King Kong, a powerful weapon.

In addition, in order to support the Monarch Organization, the Sky Fox Squadron also selected three soldiers as accompanying personnel.

With the addition of Kevin, the little boy who insisted on coming along, and the mysterious green-haired woman, the group was quite diverse, but it was still a cooperative effort.

Ahead! Conrad pulled a bone arrow from the bamboo beside him, and his eyes caught a glimpse of a blurry figure flash by. Overjoyed, he felt a great sense of relief.

"Bang!"

However, Conrad's joy was short-lived. The boy who had rushed up behind him kicked him away and then yanked back.

With a sharp whistling sound, seven or eight dark red tentacles pierced through the air and directly stabbed into several hard bamboo stalks.

After missing its target, the tentacle swung, instantly snapping the bamboo stalks that had been struck, which then creaked and fell to the ground one after another.

The human body is not necessarily harder than these bamboos that have grown for many years. Conrad broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly retreated to his camp.

In a panic, the three men quickly drew their guns, ready to fire.

However, the boy was faster. He grabbed with his right hand and pulled it from a distance. A creature about seven or eight meters tall, covered with a hard snail shell, with insect-like segments at the bottom and dozens of foraging tentacles extending from all sides, was transported to everyone's view through the Space Wormhole.

This looks... like Vicious Tick? It seems to have features from other animals as well.

With a casual slash, Kevin created Spatial Rift that sliced the disgusting thing in two from head to toe.

However, even with its body neatly separated, the monster remained lively and, following its hunting instincts, swung its tentacles at Jill Hera.

"Snort!"

The boy stomped his foot, and icy blue ripples spread out, sealing two Vicious Tick inside the Azure Ice Crystal.

"Don't come any closer!"

Kevin spoke softly, his tone leaving no room for argument. Faced with such power, everyone obediently remained where they were.

After taking a few steps forward, the boy glanced at the monster's cross-section, his brow furrowing, and pried out the purplish-red crystal wrapped in countless blood vessels.

Surprisingly, it lacks a brain or similar structure; is this its central processing system? Or have these normal organs degenerated due to this incident?

Furthermore, Vicious Tick are supposed to live in swamps and wetlands, which are relatively dry areas. How could they have developed migratory abilities so quickly?

These former rulers of the mudflats have all begun to land, meaning their original habitats are either facing a major crisis or are experiencing extreme food shortages.

After a moment's thought, the boy casually crushed the purplish-red core, and the Azure Ice Crystal that contained the sample exploded, turning into dust and scattering everywhere.

"Something's happening! They're here again!"

Jill Hera, who had jumped onto King Kong's shoulder, heard a rustling sound, looked into the distance, and then his expression changed slightly.

Kevin's hands moved as if twisting Rubik's Cube, repeatedly rotating it, neatly cutting open the space in front of him to form a silver-gray hexagon.

Nearly a hundred strange insects of all sizes and a python as thick as a water bucket are trapped inside, and as they come into contact with each other, a bloody battle unfolds within the small cage.

Even with broken claws, they still have teeth; even with missing teeth, they still have bellies and feet; even with their intestines ruptured, these monsters remain fearless, killing and devouring their prey as if that were their only thought.

When the giant python was reduced to a skeleton and four-fifths of the insects had been devoured, the pale red mist in the Space Prison began to turn dark red.

The two Pyrrhic victorious Emperor Sand Grasshopper were gradually enveloped in thick fog, and mycelium-like tentacles emerged from their decaying abdominal cavities, frantically sucking up the surrounding blood and energy.

They are evolving! Three ordinary people who rarely encountered such bizarre phenomena were dumbfounded. King Kong lay on the ground, his fists clenched, and kept hissing in a low voice.

"Insects are insects! They're disgusting no matter how you look at them!" Kevin grinned, revealing a sinister smile, and coldly snapped his fingers. The collapsing Space Prison instantly crushed both victors to death.

"Smack!"

With a crisp chirp, Jill Hera slapped Kevin on the forehead, her tone serious.

"Kid, don't get distracted! Calm down! This thing seems to be able to corrupt people's minds; we must find its source as soon as possible!"

Kevin took a deep breath, only then realizing that he, who always preferred to keep a low profile, was now acting so arrogantly and tyrannically.

Just as everyone was calming down and preparing to continue their investigation, one of the black soldiers who had been sent there started twisting and turning from side to side, leaning against a tree trunk and swaying his body.

"It itches! It's so itchy!"

Unable to bear it any longer, the soldier ripped off his breathing mask, frantically tore open his combat uniform, and slapped his abdomen repeatedly with both hands.

Amidst the flying blood and gore, the poor creature, oblivious to the Affliction, actually pulled his own intestines out of his stomach. When the last strip of flesh was thrown to the ground by the black soldier, he finally lay down on his back, satisfied.

"Hmm, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

A genuine smile spread across the victim's face, and the lump of intestines on the ground... was actually moving!

After being separated from the human body, this single organ began to coil and writhe like a snake, and a sharp feeding mouthpart grew from one end.

This world has gone mad! It's insane!

The intense visual impact was chilling, and the two ordinary people even gagged and turned pale.

Chapter 440, Section 463: Doctor-Patient Conflict in Progress (Second Update)

"It's an illusion!" Kevin reached out and crushed the wriggling intestines, his voice low and firm.

The two ordinary people, whose faces were ashen, finally had a bit more color in their skin, but they still looked terrified with every step they took.

This is no illusion! Jill Hera stared at the pink sausage casings on the ground, her expression somber, but she opened her mouth without revealing the truth.

To this day, they still don't know how the black soldier's intestines came back to life.

This overwhelming sense of fear sent chills down their spines. They felt as if, in the endless fog, lurking in the darkness, were eyes watching with amusement as these little white mice broke into the cage.

As they took a few steps forward, Conrad and the young man behind him trembled slightly, instinctively feeling an itch in their bodies.

"Good sir, don't go any further! A great plague has broken out ahead! Many people have died! If you continue, your lives will be in danger!"

Just as the two were in a daze, a figure emerged from the mist to their left, standing 1.9 meters tall, carrying a lantern, wearing a black robe, and sporting a ceramic bird-beak mask.

This mysterious figure, resembling a medieval doctor, offered his advice with considerable seriousness, mixing medieval French vocabulary with English.

Conrad and the young man exchanged glances, instinctively raising their guns to stop the beaked doctor from getting any closer.

Take off your mask! Let us see your face!

As a trace expert, Conrad's observations were even more meticulous. Although the creature in front of him had a human-like appearance, its perfectly fitted attire made it impossible to see any exposed human skin.

Conrad had a feeling that the clothes seemed to have grown out of the mysterious human body before him.

"Are you kidding me, sir! This plague is far too serious! We'll all die if we're overexposed to the air!"

"You should heed a doctor's advice! Go back! You can't go any further!"

"I assure you, the source of the plague is there, I can feel it! It is my life's duty to rid the world of its threat!"

"So, take me to your village right away, it's not too late to take precautions!"

"Good sir, I only came here to treat the plague. You can check if you don't believe me!"

The Beak Mask Doctor spoke with some urgency, revealing an unspoken deep apprehension about a certain area.

Conrad hesitated, but did not dare to step forward.

"[Deep Sea] trash, step back! I'll handle this!"

Jill Hera spoke arrogantly, shoving two ordinary people aside and cautiously stepping forward to make contact with the Beak Mask Doctor.

What do I have to be afraid of? I'm just a cross-dresser!

Just as the Miss Wild Serpent took a deep breath and her outstretched fingers were about to touch the waist of the Beak Mask Doctor, a figure arrived first, grabbing Jill Hera's arm and roughly throwing him backward.

"Plague? Could you explain what's going on with those people in the back first?"

Kevin raised an eyebrow and snorted coldly. A Spatial Rift opened up, sucking away all the mist within a radius of forty or fifty meters. The view suddenly opened up before everyone's eyes, but their gazes froze and their expressions became tense.

In the bamboo forest ahead, six missing native hunters stood bare-chested and motionless. Upon hearing the noise, they turned their heads slightly, and everyone could clearly see that their abdomens had been stitched up.

"Is this how you treat the plague? By cutting them open? Even taking out their brains?"

Kevin looked at the patients' skulls that had been replaced, his expression somber.

"Good sir, my treatment is effective! Look, they've recovered!"

The Beak Mask Doctor was somewhat exasperated, revealing a hint of displeasure at the little boy's questioning.

"Puff!"

However, Kevin narrowed his eyes, casually flicked his twelve-foot-long ice spear, pinning the mysterious Beak Mask Doctor to the ground.

After being dragged back a few steps, the mysterious man looked down in confusion at the javelin that had pierced his body, and the scalpel that had cut the ice spear in two.

The doctor then removed the foreign object from the body and threw it on the ground. There was no visible damage to the clothing, and no blood was flowing from the body. However, the eyes beneath the Tao mask clearly showed a sharper and angrier look.

"Sir! Attacking doctors is despicable! I am healing the world!"

At the same time, the six "cured" suddenly turned their heads, stared fiercely at the crowd, and then, like Beast, they landed on all fours and charged forward in a spinning motion.

"Fire!"

Conrad's expression changed drastically. Instinctively, he moved closer to the ordinary person, raised his gun, and fired precise bursts, forcing the six hostile healers to retreat.

Even with their bodies mutilated and multiple fatal wounds from bullets, these zombie-like "healers" still charged forward frantically, determined to kill everyone who stood in their way of practicing medicine.

Only when their heads were blown apart and their spines were broken did the "healers" finally collapse to the ground, their bodies gradually ceasing to move and twitch.

Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.

"Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors."

"May your light soothe the souls of the departed, Amen..."

The doctor in the bird-beak mask actually made the sign of the cross and offered a proper eulogy in authentic Latin to the corpses of the "cured."

His tone then turned sorrowful and angry.

"You executioners will be punished; the disease will defeat you!"

Kevin smiled coldly, reached out and grabbed a flaming greatsword from the void, and slashed down heavily.

"Okay, I'll be waiting!"

In an instant, the Beak Mask Doctor, along with the surrounding space, was shattered, and grayish-white, fluffy matter drifted down.

"Let's go straight to the Barren Land, or we'll run out of time!"

Kevin threw the Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgment back into the Spatial Rift for safekeeping, then led the way, signaling for everyone to follow.

However, the little guy seemed to remember something, fell a few steps behind, pulled up the complicated-looking Jill Hera, and unabashedly snorted in criticism.

"You need to use your brain to save people! Idiot! Any unnecessary contact could be fatal right now!"

Jill Hera's face stiffened, and she wanted to retort, but the little guy who had distanced himself didn't give her the chance.

As Miss [Wild Serpent] Pathway by Conrad and his companion, she fidgeted uncomfortably under their strange gazes, which were filled with gratitude and doubt, and immediately responded with a fierce and annoyed shout.

"What are you looking at? There's no need to rush! We didn't come here specifically to rescue you!"

Tsk tsk, they clearly wanted to expose the favors Jill Hera had done, but they're all so cunning, no wonder they're not tall!

The Green-haired Witch rested her chin on her hand, glanced at the debris on the ground, and stared at her master with amusement, inwardly harboring malicious thoughts.

With Kevin's intimidation and Jill Hera's goodwill, the group regained their composure and continued their journey to the Barren Land.

As the crowd walked further and further away, the ashes scattered on the ground moved without wind, and the human figures outlined in the rising ashes gradually solidified.

What am I supposed to do? I seem to have forgotten. Hmm, I remember now, the great plague on Healing Island.

I can sense that there's a source of infection in the village ahead! I have to get there quickly!