第32章 场外救援

Gu Jianlin glanced at the woman, forming a rough first impression in his mind.

She was a woman who thought very highly of her own beauty.

Moreover, she seemed to hold a position of some status; the people standing outside were vaguely protecting her.

He could even hear the sounds of firearms and clashing.

Gu Jianlin had no doubt that if he tried anything, those people would rush in and turn him into a sieve.

Lin Wanqiu radiated the charm of a mature woman, flashing a reserved and elegant smile. Her lips, painted with lipstick, were as rich as roses, and her voice was soft and alluring: "No need to be nervous, relax. This is just a very routine physical examination. Those people outside are my bodyguards, responsible for my safety."

She sat down beside the hospital bed, intentionally or otherwise brushing back her long hair to reveal her fair neck and delicate collarbones.

"As a zero-tier newcomer, being able to kill a second-tier Fallen who possessed distortion abilities in a desperate situation is extremely rare in the history of the entire association."

She evaluated him: "You are quite good, and I appreciate you."

Gu Jianlin responded politely: "Thank you."

Lin Wanqiu looked him over with curiosity, a strange glint flashing in her beautiful eyes.

He was truly Professor Gu's son.

Although that Professor Gu had eventually been corrupted by the mental pollution of an Ancient God, turning into an extremely dangerous Fallen and orchestrating the Blood Moon Massacre, it was undeniable that the talent he had displayed prior to that was beyond question.

And now, his son was also showing astonishing potential.

If nothing else, at least this level of composure was rare.

Lin Wanqiu was indeed a very beautiful woman, and she knew how to dress herself well. Most teenagers would have their eyes glued to her the moment they saw her, especially on her chest, waist, hips, and legs.

As a physician, she could understand.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys were at the age of hot-bloodedness, and it was normal for their minds to be filled with such things.

However, the boy before her had only glanced at her once before looking away.

Of course, she couldn't rule out the possibility that he was shy or playing hard to get.

"Perhaps you have already realized that your newcomer assessment mission was not at the standard difficulty. Of course, this is a trial and a gift for a genius. You have proven yourself and earned the honor that belongs to you."

Lin Wanqiu asked with a smile: "Are the two Mythic Armaments stolen by the Joker with you?"

Gu Jianlin said calmly: "What Mythic Armaments?"

Lin Wanqiu didn't mind, saying gently: "Don't be nervous. These are your spoils of war. The Tribunal has already issued the relevant documents, officially gifting the two Mythic Armaments to you."

Gu Jianlin thought to himself, what kind of nonsense is "gifting"? He had snatched them with his own ability, so they should belong to him.

"However, every Mythic Armament has its own characteristics. If it is not compatible with you, forcibly containing it will place a huge burden on your body. The Joker is a living example."

Lin Wanqiu said suddenly: "Those two Mythic Armaments shouldn't be combat-oriented, and they placed a very heavy load on the Joker's body. If it weren't for that, you might not have been able to kill him."

Gu Jianlin asked: "So?"

Lin Wanqiu said patiently: "In fact, there are many people like the Joker who are too greedy at low tiers and attempt to wield Mythic Armaments, only to destroy themselves. So, if those two Mythic Armaments don't suit you, I can help you report it and exchange them for other rewards of equal value."

Gu Jianlin thought, so that's what she was waiting for: "Does the son of a Fallen get this kind of treatment too?"

"Of course. Although Mythic Armaments are rare, they don't have a high cost-performance ratio for you. You can use them to exchange for massive merit. At the Transcendent level—that is, zero to three tiers—resources are the most important thing."

Lin Wanqiu paused: "You haven't joined a squad yet, right? I can apply to have you transferred to the Medical Department to join my squad. The Priest Path also fits the requirements. I am a fourth-tier Priest, and my vice-captain is a second-tier Alchemist. Do you know what this means? Among all the newcomers in the Feng City branch, you would have a unique advantage..."

Gu Jianlin said earnestly: "No need, thank you."

"Okay, then..."

Lin Wanqiu was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly reacted: "Wait? What did you say?"

She found it hard to believe that she had actually been rejected.

No, were newcomers these days really this stubborn?

A combination of a Priest and an Alchemist, and he actually refused!

"I said no need. I am the son of a Fallen; it wouldn't be good to implicate you."

Gu Jianlin repeated: "I will join Lu Zicheng's squad."

Lu Zicheng and Chen Qing had both treated him well, and he wouldn't consider anyone else.

"I know you have some opinions about this mission arrangement, but this is not the time to be impulsive. Do you know what a Priest and an Alchemist mean?"

Lin Wanqiu's expression calmed down as she asked: "The Priest Path possesses the most powerful healing abilities, and under the guidance of a Priest, one basically doesn't have to worry about losing control while walking the Divine Priest Path, which is known as the hardest to master."

"The importance of an Alchemist goes without saying. Since the CMJ113 Spirit Potion went out of print, potions for the Transcendent stage have become extremely scarce. There are very few stable, side-effect-free potion models."

She said word by word: "Our Alchemist happens to be able to manufacture this kind of potion."

Gu Jianlin did not speak.

"Although the Lu Family is powerful, I recall they shouldn't have an Alchemist at the Transcendent stage."

Lin Wanqiu lifted her chin: "In the world of Ascenders, resources and logistics are what matter most."

Gu Jianlin didn't even think: "Thanks, no need."

Silence.

Lin Wanqiu took a deep breath, lifting a strand of hair by her ear, her full chest rising and falling slightly.

Since this boy was tactless, she wouldn't say anything more.

"Fine, I respect your choice."

Lin Wanqiu said flatly: "Then now, I will perform your physical examination."

She stood up, and a clear, golden light suddenly ignited in her pupils.

In Gu Jianlin's vision, this woman's presence underwent a earth-shattering change.

She was bathed in golden holy radiance, draped in moon-white priestly robes, wearing a golden cross on her chest. Her hands were pressed against her chest, and holy light permeated her eyes, as if she could see through everything.

Priest Path.

Fourth-tier, Holy Mother.

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Outside the ward, four bodyguards in black trench coats stood silently at the door.

Since the Priest Path did not possess much combat capability, they basically always had to carry bodyguards.

Even though this hospital had been sealed off by investigators from the Ether Association, considering how rare high-tier Priests were, there were still four third-tier Ancient Martial Artists guarding the door to prevent any emergencies.

After all, the person behind the Joker had not been found yet, and Feng City was not considered safe.

The Ancient Martial Arts path mastered a special energy known as Qi.

First-tier Qigong Master, second-tier Qi Refiner, third-tier Qi Controller.

The next tier down was the Mad King.

A third-tier Qi Controller could already perfectly control their own Qi to use for perception.

The aura released by the four Qi Controllers working together meant that even if a mosquito approached, it would be sensed immediately.

These four bodyguards each held a tablet computer, which displayed real-time surveillance of the hospital building.

The Eye of Horus satellite guarded this ward building at all times.

It was full of security.

Suddenly, a cool night breeze blew from the corridor, and dust motes danced under the white lights.

With a snap, the sound of footsteps echoed in the silence.

It was the sound of leather shoe heels tapping against the floor, crisp and pleasant.

The four Qi Controllers looked up in surprise, their pupils shrinking suddenly.

In the shadows where the light could not reach, a man had appeared out of nowhere, like a ghost!

He was a man in a tailored suit, wearing a red tie, holding a steaming latte in his right hand, his left hand tucked into his trousers pocket, and wearing a pair of pitch-black leather shoes.

At first glance, he looked like an elegant English gentleman or a classical medieval aristocrat.

"Good evening."

The man said with a smile.

The four Qi Controllers were horrified to find that the tablets in their hands were emitting a buzzing electrical sound; the images on the monitors had turned into blurry static, as if the signal had been jammed.

The lights overhead flickered, shooting out intense sparks, and the entire corridor dimmed and brightened.

In their immense fear, they instinctively drew their guns, nearly crying out.

The man, however, raised a finger and commanded: "Quiet."

Upon hearing these two words, the four Qi Controllers actually stopped their movements, their expressions freezing.

"Stand still. You remember nothing, and you haven't seen me."

The man smiled slightly: "Thanks for your cooperation."

He paced elegantly, brushed past the four bodyguards, and pushed the door open to enter the ward.

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The moment the golden holy light ignited in Lin Wanqiu's pupils, the door was gently knocked.

She frowned in annoyance, thinking she had already given orders not to be disturbed.

However, the very next moment, the door was pushed open directly.

Lin Wanqiu turned in astonishment to see a man in a suit leaning against the doorway, a rich smile on his face.

"Hello, beautiful lady."

The man glanced at the gold watch on his wrist, then looked up and said gently: "It's getting late. Staying in a boy's ward like this isn't very good. You should go home."

His eyes were mysterious and profound, as if they were an abyss that could not be looked at directly, yet they carried an unquestionable, forceful command.

In just an instant, the gold in Lin Wanqiu's beautiful eyes vanished without a trace, and she turned to leave in a daze.

As they brushed past each other, the man's voice sounded again.

"You came here tonight, but you didn't see me."

He paused: "Gu Jianlin's body is perfectly normal."

Lin Wanqiu's beautiful eyes gradually cleared, and she subconsciously muttered to herself: "I came here, that tactless brat is perfectly normal, there's no dirt on him, he's impeccable."

The man nodded with satisfaction: "Right, very good. Report exactly that. Goodbye."

Lin Wanqiu tucked her hands into the pockets of her white coat and turned to leave the ward.

Only the sound of high heels tapping on the floor echoed in the silence.

The four bodyguards followed behind her, as if nothing had ever happened.

Dead silence.

In the night, there was only the sound of the wind outside the window and the sound of passing vehicles.

Gu Jianlin lay on the hospital bed, dumbfounded.

"We meet again."

Jing Ci gently closed the door, took a sip of his hot latte, and smiled.

Gu Jianlin was extremely shocked: "What kind of ability is this? Hypnosis? Illusion?"

Jing Ci corrected him: "To be precise, it's cognitive modification. What's there to be so surprised about?"

"Sorry, my knowledge is indeed quite limited. I've only seen similar abilities to your heaven-defying one on my roommate's hard drive. I'm truly just shocked." The reason Gu Jianlin was so shocked had a cause.

The bizarre scene just now could only remind him of a certain type of hypnotic R-18 anime from the island nation.

That's all for today, I'm not feeling very well, I'll make up for it tomorrow!