Casting a Wide Net

Treating patients like these was an easy task for him.

To improve efficiency, Chen Xuan had Northern Heaven Institute gather the patients in an indoor stadium. Then, they set up a one-way transparent glass panel in the middle of the venue. Standing behind it, he addressed all the patients through a loudspeaker before openly scanning them with the Scanner Gun and taking away their curses.

Northern Heaven Institute's assessment had been largely correct.

More than ninety percent of these patients bore the "Curse: Plagued by Misfortune." Moreover, these curses seemed to have been stamped from the same mold. Once transferred into the inventory, they vanished one after another. No matter how many Plagued by Misfortune curses he put in, only the first one remained in the inventory.

Conditions such as "Deficiency of Qi and Blood" and "Weakened Breathing" were different. Even though they were all gray LV1 abilities, more than a dozen of them could remain there. The inventory also seemed to have no upper limit. No matter how many abilities he dragged in, the empty slots below remained unchanged.

That said, Chen Xuan still tried to stack these acquired gray abilities near the bottom. At least then they would be out of sight and out of mind. Otherwise, every time he opened the inventory and saw a heap of negative effects, he felt like half a chosen champion of Nurgle.

Thinking about it now, Dimensional Limit Organization perhaps had no way to remove these negative conditions using the same method.

That was because, in their eyes, these things simply would not be regarded as abilities at all.

"I... feel so much better! Thank you, Doctor Zhou!"

"My body finally doesn't hurt anymore. This magnetic therapy really works!"

"You saved my life, Director Li!"

As the curses were removed one