Upon hearing the name, Bai Jing was visibly taken aback.
The little girl's mother covered her mouth and said to Bai Jing with a forced smile, " Master Bai... the child doesn't understand, we all know that. Xiaohua's injuries are too serious, you just wanted to make her suffer less..."
Bai Jing looked at the little girl, gazing into her eyes filled with hatred. "That's right, I am indeed a serial killer."
With that, he plunged the syringe into the little girl's arm, eliciting a piercing scream from her.
Song Xiaozhu, who witnessed this scene, was speechless.
Master Bai, it's a waste of your talent that you don't make horror movies.
As a senior " Physician," treating a child's headaches and fevers is a piece of cake. In fact, the injection didn't hurt at all; it was just that the little girl was terrified, which is why she screamed so loudly.
After the treatment, the child's fever subsided, and her parents repeatedly thanked and apologized to Bai Jing.
Bai Jing regained her aged appearance and waved her hand, saying, "Go back, I don't have a bed here."
They left the consultation fee and took the child out of the temple.
Bai Jing had already spotted Song Xiaozhu. He gave her a cold look, his tone still harsh. "What, Manager Song, aren't you busy making money? You have time to come here and watch the scenery?"
Since the Taobao Shop became increasingly successful, Bai Jing would occasionally use the title "Store Manager Song" to mock Song Xiaozhu.
Song Xiaozhu was already used to his sarcastic remarks. The old man had a bad temper and a sharp tongue. If it weren't for his miraculous medical skills that could bring the dead back to life, he would have been beaten for three days and three nights with a sack over his head.
"Sir, why bother? Why scare a little kid like that?"
I didn't scare her.
"If you're a serial killer, then this world..."
Bai Jing looked up, staring at her, and said, "I've killed ten or a hundred times more people than you've made axes."
Song Xiaozhu was slightly taken aback, but quickly her brows relaxed. "Then the number of people you've saved is a hundred times, a thousand times more than the number of axes I've made."
Bai Jing: "... I haven't seen you make much money, but you've certainly mastered the smooth talk of a businessman."
Song Xiaozhu was no longer bothered by such words. She smiled and said, "Sir, please reject prejudice. Businessmen are also honest and keep their promises."
Bai Jing was too lazy to argue with her—well, he was increasingly unable to win against her—he shook his pipe and asked her, "If you have something to say, say it; if not, get lost."
Song Xiaozhu quickly asked, "Sir, do Awakened also have levels?"
Bai Jing frowned. "You've already reached level three so quickly?"
Song Xiaozhu blinked, asking in confusion, "There really are levels? How do you level up? Are there any concrete standards, like numerical values or something...?" As she spoke, Song Xiaozhu also felt it was absurd; this wasn't a game.
Bai Jing looked annoyed, but spoke with surprising detail, "When you used your Force, did you see those thin white lines? They spread out from your brain. Levels one to three are above your brow, levels three to five are from your brow to your Zhongting acupoint, and level six is around your mouth."
Although it's not numerical, it does have a concrete standard.
Unfortunately, Song Xiaozhu never sensed any Force, so she couldn't see these so-called fine lines.
Song Xiaozhu asked, "Is the highest level for Awakened being level six?"
Bai Jing: "This is the highest known level, of course... I've heard that the Holy City has been working on..."
Upon hearing the words "Holy City," Song Xiaozhu became even more focused, but Bai Jing didn't continue, "It's none of your business. For ordinary people, reaching level three is the limit."
Song Xiaozhu didn't press further and went along with his question, "Why?"
Bai Jing scrutinized her for a moment and said, "Levels one to three are easy to improve. As long as you experience the characteristics of your 'profession' more, make reasonable use of your Force, and follow the 'profession' rules, you can basically reach level three in one or two years, or at the slowest. It will take ten years."
Song Xiaozhu's upgrade logic is clearly different from that of the Awakened.
To be precise, she didn't upgrade, but rather... fixed.
Repair the Damaged Synthesizer.
Bai Jing continued, "Once you reach level three, you'll need Breakthrough Stone to advance further."
Song Xiaozhu: " Breakthrough Stone?"
Bai Jing: "Don't even think about it. This is extremely rare even within the Fortress. It requires a large number of Awakening Stone to assist in its creation, and the success rate is extremely low. Currently, among the wealthy families of Ink City, only the new generation of the Fan Clan is qualified to break through."
Song Xiaozhu asked, "Has Fan Cang broken through?"
Bai Jing: "Mm."
Mu Qing had told him about the Acidic Crawler, and he knew that it was Fan Cang who saved Song Xiaozhu.
Song Xiaozhu: "... I see."
Bai Jing glared at her. "Don't get any funny ideas. Life as a chaebol is no human being."
Song Xiaozhu knew he had misunderstood. She had no intention of climbing the social ladder; she was simply trying to figure out Fan Cang's motives.
If the Fan Clan can produce Breakthrough Stone, they must have no shortage of Awakening Stone.
Fan Cang's true intentions regarding the Earth Temple were definitely not the Awakening Stone and iron ore, but rather to destroy the second line of defense.
This guy is really trying to completely destroy the safety barrier...
What's the point?
Tired of the comfortable life? Have you lost your mind?
Song Xiaozhu deeply regretted that she actually knew an Awakened of level three or higher, but unfortunately, she couldn't earn "Respect Points" from them.
Expecting that arrogant young master to respect her?
Unless she acquires Fan Clan.
Oh, I'm afraid even acquiring Fan Clan's might not work, and even if she were still the first daughter of Han-Tang Technology... it might still be a long shot.
"Never mind," Song Xiaozhu dismissed the thought.
Bai Jing steered the conversation back on track. "Don't rush to break through. There are no Awakening Stone at the Garbage Mountain. Besides, breaking through too early isn't a good thing..." He lowered his voice and took a puff of his pipe.
Song Xiaozhu then asked, "Sir, what level are you at now?"
Bai Jing sneered, "What do you think?"
Song Xiaozhu boldly hypothesized. "Level 6!"
Bai Jing: "Hehe."
The old man waved his pipe, signaling the guests to leave.
Song Xiaozhu returned to the second floor of the shop, took a sip of water, and then summoned the Workbench.