City on the Peak.
The city established by the Lord of Flames and Thunder was not large. It lay amid towering mountains, easy to defend and hard to attack.
There were not many people in the city for now, but the Black Spheres flying back and forth were expanding new districts at its outskirts, preparing to accommodate more people in the future.
On the city streets, a doctor and his assistant were surrounded by citizens as they went door to door. Whenever they found a pregnant woman in a home, they went inside to inject her with medicine.
When they encountered children with incomplete limbs, severe genetic mutations, or genetic defects, the doctor and his assistant stopped as well, injecting those children with a different medicine.
The doctor asked for no payment and had no fixed place of practice.
Whenever he arrived at a citizen's home, the citizens brought out tables and chairs and set them by the door.
Whenever mealtime came, the citizens invited the doctor to eat in their homes.
"Your child's condition is more than ordinarily severe."
The doctor put away the genetic scanner in his hand and looked at the parents of the child crawling before him on five arms. His parents moved about by crawling on the ground as well.
The unfortunate child's parents thought the doctor might ask for compensation, but he did no such thing.
When the doctor extended his hand, his elderly-looking assistant took an enormous machine from the suitcase he carried. The surrounding citizens all wondered how such a machine could possibly have been stored in a container no larger than a briefcase.
But out of respect, no one asked.
The doctor rose and walked to the machine, placed the child's genetic sample inside, and began formulating a customized medicine.
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