What is a curse doctor? They are a group of healers with exceptional medical skills and healing abilities, yet they are branded as dark practitioners, akin to undead mages who spread death. Why is that?
Curse doctors harbor a peculiar ideology—they aspire to create a world free of diseases, believing in their mission to cure all ailments. However, their reasoning is twisted. For instance, if someone is not sick, but they perceive illness, the curse doctor will relentlessly treat them. Tragically, their interventions often lead to the death of 90% of their patients, yet they remain oblivious to the consequences, only reinforcing their resolve to heal the world.
This cycle intensifies with senior curse doctors; the stronger their desire to save the world, the greater the carnage they cause. They also possess outrageous traits, as they collect diseases—whether real or fabricated—during treatments to bolster their own power. The more diseases they accumulate, the quicker their advancement and potential grow.
This is why Luo Ning remarked that fate is vast and disregards others' opinions. When faced with patients' screams and desperate refusals, curse doctors perceive these individuals as victims of their afflictions, intent on "saving" them from their illnesses.
The most astonishing aspect? If anyone uses soul-detecting magic on a curse doctor, they would see the purest, kindest heart in existence!
In the context of Blue Star's game, curse doctors are chaotic good characters.
Bai Yi felt a headache coming on. Curse doctors are formidable, potentially even legendary figures. However, after the new god overthrew the ancient god, their lineage was severed by the God of Light. Now, the inheritance of curse doctors was surfacing. This new inheritance wouldn't completely warp the mind but would diminish judgment, fostering an unchecked kindness—kindness without discernment is a disaster, one even the gods cannot tolerate!
"I understand. I'll figure it out," Bai Yi murmured, rubbing his temples. Another troublesome issue had arisen.
Suddenly, a pair of cool hands gently pressed on his temples. "It's okay, boss. I'll share your burden. This inheritance isn't entirely bad; we can help Sister Irene."
"Don't do anything reckless. Staying safe is the best way to help me," Bai Yi replied softly, his eyes scanning the battlefield. Perhaps Irene's curse doctor abilities could be adjusted.
"Okay, I'll be good," Luo Ning nodded obediently, though her eyes held different thoughts. She was determined to pursue her desires and protect everything she cherished.
Below, after a brief recovery, 186-A sat up, still crackling with electric arcs. Its massive form loomed over the cracked earth, surrounded by gathering magic slowly restoring its energy.
Bai Yi observed with little concern. As a mechanical life form, 186-A could recover even without resources. However, with many eyes watching him, he couldn't attend to 186-A just yet.
What had driven away the legends was a sun's blessing, yet Bai Yi had only produced a semi-finished product due to time constraints. Although the sun crystals had improved, they had not reached their potential. The sun's blessing in the demon dimension could threaten a third-order legend due to its quantity.
As the golden light of dusk broke through the clouds, it illuminated the gruesome aftermath of battle. The law enforcement teams finally received Zero's orders and began collecting the bodies of ancient gods and abyss lords. The residual divine and abyssal powers in these bodies were incredibly valuable.
Bai Yi remained calm, noting that half of the Whisper Legion's mechanical warriors had been depleted, and the rest were running low on ammunition. They began to retreat to a supply point established by the Military Supplies Department.
The performance of the L, X, and M transformations had been impressive, especially the ten warriors transformed by X. Once triggered, their expertise unleashed the immense power of gold medin, allowing them to take down powerful foes quickly.
The cost was staggering: 3,000 gold coins for a flesh-and-blood transformation warrior, 30,000 gold coins for a mechanical transformation warrior, and a jaw-dropping two million for an X-type transformation warrior. If a thousand X-type transformation warriors could be formed, they would rival the elite forces of the New God era—an achievable feat in Tobu City!
Bai Yi observed the battle until night fell, contemplating his next move. The third-order legend remained a constant threat, watching the battlefield and him. Neither side wanted to provoke the other at this moment.
As night descended, Luo Ning fell asleep, her head resting on his lap. Bai Yi continued to survey the smoky battlefield, noticing that 186-A had regained some strength. It struggled to raise its arm, channeling the subtle power of the sun.
Bai Yi sensed its effort and projected his mental strength to catch what it was holding—a legendary battle axe, remnants of an ancient god's power, abyssal energy, and a pair of wolf teeth. These were invaluable treasures.
His thoughts swirled; perhaps it was time to employ special skills. When the dark side became truly evil, manifesting divine attributes, his combat effectiveness would soar into the legendary realm.
Demigods—those denied by the world—were still powerful beings, not weaker than true gods. The term "demigod" refers to divine creatures lacking divinity or rules before ascending to godhood. Their strength is ambiguous; weak demigods struggle against gold, while powerful ones surpass true gods.
Thus, demigods are ranked by power, not level. The distinction between levels 90 and 91 is negligible; with enough power, a level 90 demigod can ascend to 91, competing with divine beings.
As dawn broke, the battlefield lay in ruins, blood forming streams and pools. This land would likely yield extraordinary resources in the future—like bloody grass and dead soul flowers.
Bai Yi's gaze fell on a player rushing toward the battlefield, their eyes bloodshot. He concentrated, subtly closing off Luo Ning's hearing, then unleashed his mental power, drawing in the frantic player.
"Who? Don't touch me! Let me kill them! Kill them!" the player shouted, struggling until recognition dawned upon him. "Mr. Bai Yi? What's happening?" Xiahou Fuxing, a mage, appeared overwhelmed after hours of fierce battle without blue mana.
Bai Yi smiled. "Could you show me the equipment you found on the battlefield?"
Xiahou hesitated; the equipment was his prized possession. Even in filming, he had never loaned it out. Yet, standing before the lord of Dongwu City, he felt compelled to oblige.
Bai Yi, sensing his reluctance, reassured him, "I'll just take a look. I promise to return it."
With a resigned sigh, Xiahou removed the military lin from his attire and handed it over. Bai Yi focused his mental energy and was surprised to discover it was epic equipment—a lucky find for Xiahou!
Bai Yi checked Xiahou's luck attribute, which was only 5 points—much lower than he expected. "Are you considering selling it? Feel free to set your price."
Xiahou shook his head. "No, I'm attached to my charge number and don't plan to sell it."
"What if I offered one million gold coins?" Bai Yi pressed.
Xiahou was taken aback, and his live broadcast audience erupted in disbelief.
"What did he say? One million? 30 million soft girl coins?!"
"Don't hesitate! Sell it now! This could change your life!"
"Am I witnessing the birth of a local tycoon?"
"Wake up! That's not your money!"
Feeling the pressure from the live comments, Xiahou's apprehension grew. He gazed at Bai Yi, realizing he might have to sell, even if he didn't want to. However, he had enough from previous filming and gaming ventures, so he wasn't desperate for cash.
"Well…" Bai Yi noticed his hesitation and suggested, "If you're not keen on selling, how about renting it? I'll provide a space ring with an equipment transmission device, so you can return it to the city lord's treasure whenever you like."
Bai Yi added, "This equipment is vital for Dongwu City, and I want to ensure it's safe."
Xiahou's eyes brightened. "A space ring? How big?"
"It has a capacity of 100 cubic meters," Bai Yi replied, producing a glimmering golden ring.
He could create these rings now, but due to the demon dimension, it wasn't necessary to mass-produce them. The rings in his possession were mostly spoils from defeating gold-tier enemies.
Xiahou calculated the offer while observing the audience's excited chatter.
"Alright, I'll sell it to you, but can we negotiate the price?" he asked.
Bai Yi smiled. "Of course."
Xiahou proposed, "How about an additional 500,000 gold coins and 5 million combat merits?"
Understanding the military's value, he knew keeping the equipment was risky, and it was better to trade it for something valuable.
"That's acceptable," Bai Yi affirmed.
Without delay, Zero used Bai Yi's authority to apply for the military merits, which were swiftly approved. Xiahou's combat merits were adjusted to over 5 million, plus his 3,000 contributions from the battle.
Xiahou's excitement was palpable as he looked at Bai Yi, who promptly took out more than 2 million gold coins and the additional 500,000, packing them into five large boxes within the demon dimension.
He then placed the items into the space ring, erased his brand, and handed it to Xiahou.
Xiahou accepted the ring with wide eyes, gratitude filling his expression. "Thank you, lord! I need to get going now."
Bai Yi smiled, satisfied with the exchange. No matter the business, he always came out ahead. After all, this was more than just about money.