Chapter 16: Want to Teach Medical Skills
Two days later, in the bedroom of the Mu Mansion.
Mu Ci was writing furiously at his desk, summarizing what had happened in the previous two days, as well as his new understanding of the power of Spirits and destiny during this plague.
Two days ago, he used the power of destiny to activate his soul skill, which produced different changes, equivalent to the secondary use of the soul skill.
Mu Ci had always believed that the Abundant Jianmu Spirit was the most important thing and the foundation for generating the power of destiny.
After all, this is Douluo Continent, and the Spirit is the most important support for every soul master, but the treatment he received in the past two days had overturned this idea.
He reversed the importance of the two.
The power of destiny is his most important trump card in this world, and his so-called Abundant Jianmu Spirit is nothing more than the product of the mutual compatibility of the power of abundance and the laws of this world.
Jianmu is just an appearance, the external manifestation of the abundant destiny in this universe. Destiny is the root.
As for the so-called Fruit of Abundance, it is nothing more than the crystallization condensed when the power of abundance is enhanced.
To put it in terms of the Douluo Universe, the Spirit is just a way to become extraordinary. It can be a bead or a crown, but no matter what it is, it is far less important than the laws of the Tao.
The laws of the great way are the steps to becoming a god in this universe.
It is also the best trump card for him to not be bound by the inheritance of the throne in the divine world in the future.
After figuring this out, Mu Ci suddenly felt enlightened and began to balance his focus in his future cultivation.
"Dongdongdong~"
"Young Master, there are a few people in front of the Mu Mansion who want to see you. They say they are here to thank you for saving their lives. Do I need to refuse them?" There was a knock on the bedroom door and the maid's questioning voice.
Mu Ci, who was thinking at his desk, heard the question and thought for a moment before replying, "Take the person to rest first. I'll be there soon."
Hearing the footsteps gradually fading away, Mu Ci also prepared to change clothes and go to meet them, and ask about the situation in the village.
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In front of the Mu Mansion.
Du Lan and two men from the same village were waiting anxiously in front of the door, looking around from time to time.
"Come with me, the young master wants to see you soon." At this time, the maid who brought the message came and woke up the three uneasy people.
The three people followed the maid, passed through the gate of the Mu Mansion, and came to a side hall.
"Please sit down for a moment. I'll serve you tea. The young master will be here soon." The maid said, and went out to prepare tea for them.
The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
Whether it is the furniture in the room or the scenes they have seen along the way that impact their hearts, the disparity of the world makes them at a loss as to what to do.
The majestic manor, the magnificent buildings, the inexplicable soul guides, everything was something they had never seen since they grew up in the mountains.
At this time, a villager looked at Du Lan with a hint of fear in his eyes and whispered, "Village Chief, you said..."
But before he could finish, Mu Ci's voice came over.
"Why are you all standing? Sit down quickly. You've just recovered from a serious illness, so you should be careful."
Sitting down in the main seat, Mu Ci watched several people pushing and shoving each other to sit on the sofa, feeling as nervous as if they were sitting on a branding iron.
In order to prevent the atmosphere from continuing like this, Mu Ci took the initiative to start a conversation, saying, "You have just recovered from a serious illness. Why are you not at home recuperating and taking care of your family? Why are you looking for me?"
Du Lan opened his mouth, not knowing how to start.
Just then, the maid came over with a few cups of tea and placed them on the table.
Mu Ci waved his hand, signaling Du Lan to drink some water before talking.
Du Lan drank some water, took a deep breath, and said bitterly, "Benefactor, in the beginning we came here to repay you. We wanted to repay you for saving our lives with our lives. After all, apart from ourselves, there is no other way to repay you."
After a pause, he continued, "But ever since we learned your identity, benefactor, I find it hard to say this anymore."
Mu Ci took a sip of tea, looked at the three of them and said, "You should know that I didn't save you to expect you to repay me, and I never had such an idea."
"No matter which village or who they are, as long as I meet them that day, I will definitely save them if I can."
Du Lan nodded and said excitedly, "Of course we know you don't ask for anything in return, but we really feel bad about it."
Mu Ci looked at these somewhat excited men and somewhat understood what they meant. It was a simple and plain idea: a favor must be repaid.
After a moment of silence, Mu Ci asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to repay me? No matter what you do?"
Du Lan paused for a moment, then nodded solemnly, "Anything is fine, even if you want to take back this life."
After saying this, the other two also nodded solemnly.
"Good!"
Mu Ci nodded, said "Good," then looked directly into their eyes and expressed the thoughts that had been lingering in his mind for the past two days.
"Do you want to be a doctor? Do you want to learn how to heal illnesses and save lives?"
Mu Ci didn't say this on impulse, but rather it was an idea he had carefully thought about during his two days of rest.
Since the awakening of his Spirit, Mu Ci's pressure on Tang San and the gods had not been as great, and he had been thinking a lot more.
After finally traveling through time, doesn't he want to do something? Tang San should not be the ultimate goal, but a passer-by on his life journey.
After this experience of saving the plague village, Mu Ci confirmed his idea. He wanted to spread the medical method of curing diseases and saving lives in the world.
Healing and saving lives should not be the job of auxiliary soul masters, as this will only make this path distorted and slow down development.
Instead, he should spread this information so that ordinary people who are interested can learn it. Everyone can become a doctor, and everyone can cure diseases and save lives.
Moreover, as the source of destiny in this world, he may also be able to receive expansion kits and growth of destiny.
When others ask him about practicing medicine, he can also collect a tax and get a return.
It just so happened that he was a medical student in his previous life, but he hadn't graduated yet, and was sent here while he was playing games.
After accidentally traveling through time, many of his daily memories became blurred, but his memory of medical books was exceptionally clear.
After the awakening of his Spirit, he possessed the power of destiny. He gradually became able to understand the medical knowledge that he had never understood before, and could even deduce new things based on the body of a Douluo person, as if with divine help.
Du Lan and the other two looked at each other awkwardly after hearing this, and whispered, "Benefactor, we will do whatever you tell us to do. It's just that this doctor... we can't even understand the words."
Mu Ci shook his head and said, "It's okay. In three days, I will open a clinic in the civilian area of the outer city. You can come over then. If there are people in your village who are willing to learn, you can also come together, and I will teach you together."
To be honest, he didn't require them to learn a lot. It's enough for them to treat minor injuries and illnesses. This can be considered a preliminary success in preaching.
Aren't there still soul masters to assist when someone is seriously injured or sick? He can't just throw the baby out with the bathwater just to prove himself.
To develop a mature genre, he must do it step by step.
After hearing this, the three of them nodded without question and said, "For you, our benefactor, we are willing."
Mu Ci shook his head and said, "It's not for me, it's for yourselves and for other people who may get sick.
You don't want to experience the plague again, or see your family members lying in hospital beds while you are powerless to help them."
However, Mu Ci also understood that it was unrealistic to expect these people to understand his ideas in a short period of time, so he stopped talking.
"That's it for now. I need to prepare some things these days. Come find me in three days."
Afterwards, Du Lan and the other two left the Mu Mansion under the guidance of a maid.
Mu Ci also had to arrange everything in these few days.
[end of the chapter]