Chapter 986: Chapter 984: Gospel (Part One) Chapter 986: Chapter 984: Gospel (Part One) “`
[Today’s work has begun, now entering containment scenario 3-1041.]
With Fu Qian’s confirmation, today’s mission had officially started.
[Current SAN Points: 98, current Inspiration: 99]
[Choose the Skills and items you wish to carry.]
Level 3 items aren’t restricted by ability… It seems I could give it a try.
As the prompt sounded, Fu Qian muttered to himself while his gaze locked onto an old lantern on the table.
Considering the uncontrollable effects, this thing poses too big a risk to be tested in higher level missions.
Now, however, might be a good opportunity to try it out.
He made up his mind quickly, grasped the lantern in his hand.
After a moment of thought, he also picked up the Pontiff’s Gifted Mask next to him while drawing out Mercy and placing it down.
The possibility of being wanted if things go south was evident, it was best to reduce recognizability as much as possible.
[…1%…5%…15%…45%…75%…95%…100%, containment scenario loading complete.]
After getting ready with his items, and with all Skills confirmed, the mission briefing appeared.
[Every living creature has the right to hear the Gospel and receive mercy.
As a member of the Gospel Group, you promise to offer help at any time and place to those suffering in hardships, ensuring they can experience the beauty of life to the fullest.
As a Transcendent skilled in healing, you don’t hold an advantage in exploration or combat, but in this field, you are unmatched.
The only pity is that there are too few people with your kind of ability.
Fortunately, those who are qualified to receive the Gospel are equally rare.]
The Gospel Group? Has our image improved so much lately?
He marveled at the introduction of the mission that reached his ears.
First, it was the Scholar educating and nurturing, now we’ve begun to save lives and heal the wounded?
To ensure that he could perform this duty, the abundant knowledge of anatomy he had accumulated in his past work was swiftly reviewed in his mind.
At the same time, the scene in front of him became clear.
Is this…a live teaching session?
The scene that appeared before his eyes next made Fu Qian sigh.
Just about three meters in front of him, a human body, with most of its skin peeled back, lay there.
Not only were muscles and tendons clearly visible, but chest and abdominal cavities had textbook-like incisions, showcasing the location and movement of the internal organs to the greatest extent…
Yes, despite looking so clinical, this was clearly a real person, and still alive.
In fact, at that moment, in a pool of blood, someone in a white uniform and wearing a mask was leaning over, checking his condition.
In the same room, there were four others dressed alike, and Fu Qian was one of them.
Besides him and another who stood by, ready to act, the other two were conducting an examination on a tall man, similarly checking him over.
Of course, Fu Qian could tell at first glance that it was hardly necessary.
The man was drenched in blood, but the only wound on his body was a scalpel stuck in his arm.
“Mr. Watson, can you explain?”
At that moment, the person next to Fu Qian suddenly spoke to the man who was stabbed.
“Nothing much, you arrived very quickly!”
The man called Watson, with a thick beard and hair but clearly well-groomed, chuckled deeply, sounding quite satisfied.
One of the people examining his wound had already taken out a small bottle of potion and poured it over it after opening it.
Amidst the bizarre sweet fragrance, a clear, transparent light shone in the healer’s hand, and as it gently swept over, the wound on Watson’s arm visibly healed until it disappeared.
“Can you treat him too?”
Watson, now healed, pointed to the lying man.
“We can, but you’ll have to bear the additional cost.”
The one negotiating spoke evenly, without a hint of emotion in his voice.
“Additionally, we’ll need to confirm his identity.”
“Don’t worry, he’s just an ordinary person, like me.”
Watson waved his hand.
“He’s got a bit of a health problem and struggles to afford medical expenses, so we made a little wager. He’d find me some fun, and if he survived to the end, I’d take a slash at myself.”
“Understood, just a moment.”
The man who appeared to be the commander nodded, gave brief instructions, and then stepped out the door, clearly to seek approval.
“Go ahead and treat him.”
And not even fifteen seconds later, the commanding figure reentered, signaling to proceed with the healing.
The man’s injuries were naturally much more severe, but the Transcendent medical team was clearly well-trained, and quickly, with various methods employed, the wounds began to heal bit by bit.
Of course, his screams of pain began to recover simultaneously.
Considering that his involvement would be somewhat more shocking, Fu Qian was not in a hurry to step forward.
It seemed the commander didn’t mind either.
Shortly thereafter, the man lying down finally started to resemble a human being again.
Compared to Watson, this man appeared a lot younger, under forty years old, it seemed.
“His little problem has been taken care of as a favor; someone will contact you later about the charges.”
As the injured man’s breathing gradually stabilized, the commander seemed to have no intention of lingering longer. After informing Watson, he gestured for the team to leave.
Once outside the building, the group boarded a vehicle emblazoned with a red symbol and quickly drove away.
…
Based on the mission briefing, this seemed to be the Gospel Group, and clearly, the one entitled to hear the Gospel was Mr. Watson.
As mentioned within, not just anyone is qualified to be pitied.
Nevertheless, it couldn’t be denied that with the existence of Extraordinary Powers, such medical actions were incredibly convenient, with most issues resolvable on the spot.
“Mr. 233.”
While pondering, the man sitting next to him, who was in command, leaned over.
“Don’t hurry to leave when you get back. I received a notice; you have a customer who has requested a meeting.”
Mr. 233, his codename for the operation?
Facing this appellation, Fu Qian involuntarily recalled his recent Tyrant persona.
And about the meeting request?
Fu Qian tapped his fingers on the mask.
When his abilities weren’t restricted, he had already realized that his appearance and stature were altered from the norm.
Clearly, the warehouse had assisted with a level of disguise, saving him the trouble.
Despite that, he still had no related memory, not even knowing his own name, which made it baffling as to what there could be to discuss.
Nevertheless, as the containment condition hadn’t yet emerged, he might as well let things take their course.
…
Shortly after, the vehicle carrying the five individuals entered the underground levels of a red and white building.
After cleaning up and changing into civilian clothes, Fu Qian soon received a notification to meet with a client.
The notification even specially reminded him to wear the mask found in the room to hide his identity.
The number of companies that value customer privacy was vast, but it was a first to see such attention to employee privacy.
While contemplating, Fu Qian promptly followed the directions to a meeting room and met with the waiting client.
However, this person…
“Hello, Mr. 233.”
Across the table, Miss Liushuang, back from visiting her family, greeted him earnestly.
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