"Great, my ass. This shitty job is fucking exhausting."
Over an hour later, the sky was fully light. Zuo Ci, still a burly Santa Claus, hugged his Buddhist Staff, utterly worn out.
Although Bathing in Spring cost very little to cast, its range was too small. With so many people lying across the square, he could only save a few at a time.
To save everyone, he had cast the skill more times than he could remember, replenishing his mana until he felt sick.
He had really worked for that twenty million.
"Be gentle! Watch out for bumps. We only just healed them, so don't let them get hurt again!"
Meanwhile, Commissioner Gordon was busily organizing his officers to take the unconscious civilians back to the Police Station.
Most of them were innocent civilians, so leaving them here would be wrong by any reasonable standard. Gordon was also the only person present whose position qualified him to handle this, so the miserable task naturally fell to him and his officers.
"Commissioner, we don't have enough cars!"
"Then make more trips!"
"But they look like they're about to wake up!"
"No worries. Let me hit them with another Stupefy!"
As he spoke, Zuo Ci raised his hand and tossed an Anesthetic Dart into the crowd of poor bastards.
Yes, Bathing in Spring had worked so well that they had all been healed in an instant, and naturally, they had woken up right away.
But it wasn't exactly appropriate for them to see who was here, so Zuo Ci had sent them into a peaceful sleep.
Yes, actual sleep, without any quotation marks.
"Thank you. You really saved us today. Without you, who knows how many people would have been hurt."
Watching the civilians fall asleep again, Gordon thanked Zuo Ci for