The Dragon Race had too much information on the Heart Stealer and Apostle. Last ti, Xue Dili had only skimd through it.
Thinking of this, after recomnding so exam guidebooks to Fafnir, he continued to skip today’s classes and began heading to the Parallel World, the world of 2028.
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"No, buddy, are you sure about your dical skills? Your credentials as a dical student must be fake, right?"
"I studied disaster dicine for four years in university. It wasn’t five years because disaster dicine only has a four-year degree. Then at Boston University, I did a 3 2 combined program for clinical dicine, and now I have dual PhDs in clinical dicine and biology. Are my dical student qualifications real or fake?"
As soon as Xue Dili arrived, he saw Doctor Xue and another Greek bickering with each other, while in front of them was a scene of a surgical procedure being perford on an arm that seed to have been completely torn off.
Just now, that Greek hero seed to question Doctor Xue’s level of dical expertise because of this.
"You can doubt my character, but I’m a bona fide 4 3 2 PhD. I only skipped a year by doing a combined program, but I imdiately went on to get my biology PhD. After I published my paper on bacteriophages, I’m now an honorary professor at Boston University. Show so respect for my skills!" Doctor Xue said irritably, shoving the Greek aside and starting the arm transplant surgery.
"But I saw Xediles only had to touch it, and such injuries would be healed. You’re here doing flashy bone and nerve connections for half a day. Maybe we should look for those dinosaur people instead; their Healing Magic is probably better than your surgery," the Greek quipped.
"How many tis do I have to say it? The essence of Healing Magic is to stimulate cells to divide quicker. It can’t regrow limbs! You can use Healing Magic after I’ve reattached the arm and nerves, then go find the Dragon Race."
The two of them argued noisily, while the Greek hero with the severed arm lay there sleeping peacefully.
Xue Dili observed that this hero seed to have once been trained by the Goddess of Beauty, but he later betrayed her, given Aphrodite’s consistently poor reputation. He also once battled a Sea Monster aboard the Celestial Thunder and died heroically.
And now, he had lost an arm.
Seeing Xue Dili, the Greek next to him called out, "Xediles, quick, quick, quick, cast a Healing Magic."
Xue Dili: "..."
"What exactly happened here?" he looked at the severed arm, which was quite grueso, with the whole arm along with the shoulder torn off, seemingly ripped off by force. It looked painful.
"Sigh, recently so Plant Monsters have known we’re trying to hunt them down, and they’ve been evolving non-stop. Now they’ve learned to set traps." The Greek hero explained.
"We accidentally fell into a trap, and before our armor could activate, Chronus had already lost a shoulder, and I got a hole punched through my abdon. It took Achilles and the Dragon Race’s support to defeat the enemy," he explained, while lifting his shirt.
His abdon had a wound wrapped in bandages, which seed lucky. Although it was a penetrating injury, it hadn’t hit any vital organs.
As for the hero nad Chronus, he fared much worse, missing half a shoulder.
"Is clearing those Plant Monsters’ battles really that intense?" Xue Dili extended his hand, and Cursed Blood began to spread over the hero’s wound, while Doctor Xue from the Parallel World helped align the limb and muscles.
"More or less, recently the battle intensity has been ramping up, so we’re considering further cooperation with the Dragon Race, with each of us partnered with a Dragon Race warrior for combat."
After the chatter, the arm was successfully attached, and soon Xue Dili perford a treatnt on the hero.
"Xue, the car is ready. The negotiations for further cooperation with the Dragon Race are in an hour," Hector’s voice ca from outside the room.
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