Mysterious Catastrophe

"Thank you sir!"

The girl was overjoyed and immediately blew Aaron a kiss.

Aaron threw a coin, drew a graceful arc in mid-air, and finally landed on the back of his hand.

This is divination, whether using these people will bring you extra surprises.

But unfortunately, there is no option to trigger the quest sideline.

He sighed and complained in his heart: 'This is unscientific...'

He exchanged these tokens with black market merchants yesterday. Although there is an official exchange agency in Evernight City, the exchange rate is obviously not as favorable as that of black market merchants.

Moreover, the city that never sleeps welcomes the exchange of days in the life bank for tokens, but has a slight resistance to exchanging days with tokens.

This Aaron can also understand.

Tokens are the currency printed by Everbright City itself. If you don't worry about credit collapse, you can even print infinitely!

The number of days is the currency of the Leviathan giant, the 'Life Bank', which is linked to the lifespan, and the value of the currency is extremely strong.

Aaron even suspects that the reason why 'Life Bank' does not launch hourly currency is to distribute this part of the profits to various cities, so as to cooperate with local high-level officials to promote the business of 'Life Bank'.

……

With the efforts of hourly workers and a lot of coins, Aaron's clinic was renovated very quickly.

It has to be said that various human prosthetics have a considerable bonus to the progress of the decoration.

Soon, the 'Green Forest Clinic' opened.

On the opening day, Hei Mansha, Chloe, the old man and others specially came to celebrate and brought a bottle of good wine.

Everyone came to Aaron's living room together and watched Aaron open the bottle of 'Earl Thirteen'. The old man couldn't wait to pour a glass, put it under his nose and sniffed gently, with an obsessed look on his face: " It is indeed a high-end product, but it is more advanced than those nightclub wines made with artificial alcohol... Those goddamn bootleggers even use industrial alcohol to make wine. Fortunately, I have a modified stomach, otherwise I might lose my eyesight... ..."

"Come on, old man, when you were addicted to alcohol and had no money, you even drank motor oil..."

Chloe on the side did not hesitate to expose the old man's details: "If you really want to drink famous wine, go to Gaia Network, where you only need to spend one thousandth of the money, and you can get exactly the same enjoyment in reality!"

"Virtual reality networks are also risky." The old man took a sip lightly, then sniffed happily, reluctant to swallow the sip of wine: "I have read a research report, if you indulge in too many virtual reality games , the likelihood of suffering from schizophrenia symptoms will greatly increase!"

"By the way!" He looked at Aaron again: "I've already told you about the Bloody Hand Gang that manages Comet Street. The protection fee is 10 days a month! It's quite a bargain... If you are willing to give them If people get free treatment, it can be reduced even more.”

In the slums, gangsters are rampant, which is a matter of course.

They greedily stick their hands in whatever lucrative business they can, without producing or even offering much protection.

For example, when the prisoners were arrested on Comet Street that day, they couldn't even come out afterwards to maintain order, but they knew how to use violence to collect protection fees.

"All right……"

Aaron sighed: "Do as the Romans do, don't you?"

"Doctor, you are really a straightforward person. I found a deal for you!" The old man smiled slightly and put down his glass: "But the buyer has doubts about your ability and needs you to prove..."

"Oh? How to prove it?" Aaron also took a sip of Earl Thirteen, feeling that the taste was quite inferior, and frowned.

"Don't worry, there is no danger." The old man obviously misunderstood, and explained: "You only need to complete one operation on the same symptom in the Gaia network."

Chapter 1019 The Broker

【Ding!Mr. Aaron, you have logged into the Gaia network! 】

It is still the city full of sci-fi style.

Aaron's figure appeared above the public square, feeling a little bit emotional: "The development of technology is really incredible!"

The Gaia network can be 100% realistic, and it can naturally simulate any injury.

Then, as a doctor, he can practice medicine here and perform for employers to prove his ability.

"The Gaia network claims to be able to simulate 100% even mental illness..."

'But if you perform on the Internet to treat psychosis and create a spiritual wall, what will happen? '

Aaron thought about it, and felt that it was better not to expose himself like this.

According to the mailing address, he came to a bungalow and issued an application for entry.

The application was quickly approved, and after entering, Aaron found himself in an operating room where various instruments were neatly placed.

"Hello, doctor, although we trust the old man, we don't trust you."

A pair of young parents introduced themselves very bluntly: "We are your employer, you don't need to ask our names, now, it's time for you to show your skills!"

Aaron nodded and saw a little boy lying on the operating table.

The other party was about seven or eight years old, but there were dark holes in the eye sockets.

"What's the patient's symptoms?" Aaron put on the gloves skillfully.

"The prosthetic eye is damaged, affecting the eye socket and brain... I shouldn't be greedy for cheap and buy cheap goods from black market dealers."

The husband had a look of remorse on his face.

The wife is much calmer: "This is not a real patient, but a virtual character that we spent 10 days perfectly simulating. Doctor, please start!"

Aaron is not actually a doctor.

However, he is a quick learner.

After a brief glance at the instrument, he picked up a scanner and took a picture of the boy's head.

"Hmm... The operation site is close to the chip, and it will be damaged if you are not careful. It is indeed quite difficult... But it doesn't bother me."

He picked up the scalpel with an indescribable confidence on his face.

Although there used to be more people who cut people.

But they all eat with knives!

it's the same!

"Now... let's do the craniotomy first!"

……

After doing some virtual operations to reassure the couple, Aaron's real clinic also waited for the couple to bring their children to the door.

Moreover, the operation was completed satisfactorily, but the couple's hands trembled a little when charging, but these are irrelevant details.

While cleaning up the blood stains on the operating table, Aaron said to himself: "It seems... I need an assistant."

"And... ordinary physical diseases are troublesome and tiring, and the charges should not be too high!"

"Maybe... I should transform and become a psychiatrist?"

At this moment, Aaron suddenly sensed something and looked at a certain void: "The law of accidents, has it been touched?"

……

In the night of the city that never sleeps, crime is rampant!

Inside the Hunter's Bar.

"We work so hard, we can only get some meager rewards!"

Wilson complained while drinking: "Today, the employer actually asked us to clean up the rotten garbage in three rooms... My nose is going to die... The final bill is so stingy!"

"Well, at least they paid for it, didn't they?"

The old man drank his drink calmly, suddenly his expression froze, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, and he smiled immediately: "The doctor's first order was very successful, and the couple thanked me, except for complaining that the fee is a little higher."

"The doctor is really rich, but he has 80 years of life!" Wilson lowered his voice: "How much did he charge for the operation this time?"

The old man also drank a little too much, and whispered a number.

"Hiss... This is equivalent to our four or five days' compensation." Wilson took a sip of wine: "It's not fair!"

The old man seemed to think of something: "Wilson... don't be jealous of people who are better than you, the doctor is good to us, and the nobles in the upper city have much more money than the doctor, don't they?"

"I know……"

Wilson muttered something, half drunk and half awake, and came out from the back door of the bar.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and a corpse almost tripped him.

He cursed, and suddenly started talking to himself: "Over 80 years, over 80 years... Maybe the Bloody Hand Gang will be willing to help..."

For the people of downtown, most of them are garbage, maggots... crime is not surprising at all.

Theft, robbery, extortion, extortion... It's just like everyday life.

When Wilson made this decision, he immediately felt a lot more relaxed, and even began to think about the better life in the future: "If I make a lot of money this time, maybe I can get an artificial heart, and then apply to be a servant in Uptown ..."

He was so excited that he didn't realize that he had already reached the main road before he knew it.

And at this time, a huge floating car was driving not far away!

The fully loaded floating vehicle weighs more than several hundred tons, like a huge tank, rampant.

The driver above was pouring a sip of spirits into his mouth, not caring about the pedestrians on the street at all.

Anyway, he belonged to a large company, even a supplier of the Cyber ​​Group. In the lower city, if you hit someone, you kill him!

With drunken eyes, the driver even saw a figure in front of him.

But he showed an excited smile and stepped on the accelerator.

Good luck today, I came across another one!

Wilson saw the giant levitating vehicle, but it was too late.

boom!

The huge truck directly knocked Wilson into the air, splashing broken limbs and blood everywhere.

"Double Kill!"

The driver excitedly threw the bottle out of the window and walked away.

In the darkness, a few walking dead figures walked out, silently searching for everything that could be used on Wilson.

In the ghetto, this is common!

……

Wilson's death made the whole hunter team depressed for a while.

But they quickly recovered and put in more work.

Aaron also expressed his condolences, and then there was no more...

What does it have to do with a floating car hitting someone to death?

These days, after completing a few more operations, he posted a notice to recruit nurses.

then...

It's not that there is no one, but that the job seekers are too hot. The key is that it's fine for a pole dancer to apply, but what the hell is it that all muscular men come to be nurses?

Aaron accepted all the resumes and prepared to screen them slowly.

this day.

He is wearing glasses and looking at resumes on the web.

A fat man pushed the door and entered: "Doctor?"

"Fatty, are you selling again?"

Aaron lay on the chair and asked without raising his head.

This fat man is a nearby black market merchant. A black market merchant is a very strange existence. Those with good hands and eyes can even get good things in the upper city, but if there is no channel, then he is a garbage collector.

"Really, my multifunctional medical robotic arm is absolutely easy to use, although there is no serious OEM or trademark..."

The fat man chuckled: "As a doctor, or as a special natural person, don't you think a metal arm is cool? Wearing a prosthetic limb will allow you to better integrate into the city that never sleeps!"

"Not interested in!"

Aaron didn't lift his eyelids.

Ever since he purchased a batch of medical equipment from Fatty, he seems to be relying on himself, always selling every day.

"Okay... so, are you interested in visiting?"