The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 1269 1269: Low Blood Sugar, Cold and Shaky — I’ll Ea

"Doesn't this look like a curse?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"A curse is a kind of extraordinary ability, while a disease is just a manifestation. As doctors, we just need to study and treat the disease. The cause isn't always that important."

Doctor Nile replied.

"In that case, couldn't all the bad manifestations in the world be considered diseases?"

He said.

"Exactly. That's why there's a saying among your doctors in Zhen Dan: lower-level doctors treat illnesses, middle-level doctors treat people, and top-level doctors govern a country."

Doctor Nile said.

"That's just bullshit. It's fine if it's to motivate oneself, but if soone genuinely thinks that mastering dicine will heal hearts and govern a country, then they're not far from becoming a ntal patient."

Liu Zheng said dismissively.

So people always like to abstract concrete problems and simplify complex issues, as if just grasping an unfailing truth can solve all the world's problems.

"It's just a motto, no harm in speaking big. You're too harsh, kid. Now, let's get on with the offering, I'm waiting to see it."

Doctor Nile urged.

"Alright. Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, urgent as the law commands, invite Eastern Green Plague General Liu Yuanda..."

Liu Zheng recited the scriptures once more, and his pitch-black fingers turned into five strands of sickness qi absorbed by the morial tablet.

"Approved!"

A majestic voice echoed from the void.

"Not only is it not benevolent, but is the voice only from one person?"

He sneered.

The contrast was too obvious.

But this was just Doctor Nile's private collection, and it was the most ordinary among them, so a low evaluation was normal.

Next, he offered all the items stored in transparent containers to the Five Plagues Gods, with most evaluations being "approved," and so without any response.

"I hope you all can give so strength."

Liu Zheng looked at the items stored in opaque containers.

First, he picked up a lacquered box, similarly labeled with white paper.

"This makes close contact result in the growth of a large number of grainy semi-hard polyps, from Hirakawa Okamoto, a human masseur."

"Wow, as expected of an opaque container, starting with the big guns. By the way, if this masseur lost that, can he still work?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"No problem. I transplanted one of his hands there, and he got an artificial body arm. After all, he mainly works using that, so the artificial body not being as flexible isn't a big deal."

Doctor Nile replied.

"That's a lot of information."

He squinted his eyes, offering the content from the lacquer box to the Five Plagues Gods.

"Approved!"

Two majestic voices echoed.

"Even that's just approved?"

Liu Zheng frowned.

But thinking about it, it made sense; although it had great collectible value, as a disease, it was still just an ordinary one.

At least in tropolis.

For so people engaged in special work, it might just be a transcendent ability.

Soon, he offered all the items from the opaque containers.

Most were still "approved," but more Plague Gods responded, with several responses from all Five Plagues Gods together.

Adding them all up, it might equal a "benevolent"!

"It's all up to you guys now."

Liu Zheng looked at the items covered in spells.

In truth, there were only nine of them.

"Don't rush, let think."

Doctor Nile's gaze lingered over the nine items.

"Let's go with this one. It's easier to protect."

He said as he summoned several scarabs and used them to draw a circle on the ground.

"Alright, take out this jar and place it inside the circle."

He pointed at a round-mouthed, square-bottod clay jar.

"Alright."

Liu Zheng complied.

"In a mont, you'll offer it inside the circle. Don't take it out, or Ando and I will be in deep trouble."

Doctor Nile advised.

"Understood. Wait, why only you and Ando?"

He caught an interesting point.

"Because you're bound to be in trouble. But it's not a big deal since you can regenerate flesh and blood."

Doctor Nile said nonchalantly.

"Doctor, did you forget? Only my head is original now."

Liu Zheng squinted his eyes.

"Oh right, this thing infects the brain, so you're a perfect match. Don't worry, I've got it under control; it'll be fine."

Doctor Nile reassured.

"Thank you, once again comforted."

He expressionlessly removed the spells from the clay jar and took out the contents with his hand.

Before Liu Zheng could see what it looked like, it exploded into a plu of gray-green smoke.

Part of the smoke, as if alive, entered his body through the gaps on his surface.

The rest of the smoke spread around but was blocked by the drawn circle.

"Expose your head!"

Doctor Nile commanded.

Out of trust, Liu Zheng unhesitatingly removed the artificial body headgear, exposing his entire head.

And Doctor Nile, without hesitation, drew the gem curved knife, precisely slicing off his left hemisphere.

In the pinkish-white brain tissue, clusters of gray mushrooms had already sprouted.

Doctor Nile tore off a piece of bandage and wrapped the brain tissue.

"Doctor, what is this thing?"

Liu Zheng stamred.

The core function of the left hemisphere is language processing, with the right hemisphere only compensating partially, so now he sounded sowhat ntally hindered.