Mysterious Catastrophe

The fat man made a few more sales pitches before revealing the real purpose of coming here today. He is still a broker: "I heard from Hei Mansha that you are very good at treating schizophrenia?"

Chapter 1020 Research Institute

If Comet Street is a clean and tidy place in the slums.

That 'black street' is a slum within a slum!

Here, fighting, smuggling and trafficking... all kinds of crimes happen anytime and anywhere.

Even the mysterious sect has activities.

It is said that the city that never sleeps once organized a few times of Robo-Police to come to clean it up, but it didn't take long for it to revive.

After a long time, it will be gone.

It was the first time for Aaron to follow Fatty to this place where Chloe and others were reluctant to come.

……

A low shed.

The fat man got in first and waved at Aaron.

Aaron seemed to hesitate for a moment before he followed in.

After entering, I found that although the shed looked small from the outside, there was actually another space inside. Several surrounding sheds were dug through, and a basement might even be built.

At the door, there were two big men with bald heads and tattoos, holding their arms coldly, like silent guards.

"Where is the patient?"

Aaron asked.

In fact, he had already discovered that it was abnormal, but he just quietly watched the fat man perform, wanting to see where this guy would take him in the end.

"inside!"

The fat man led Aaron through a corridor, opened the door curtain, and let Aaron see a 'person' covered in bandages.

He only had one pair of eyes exposed, and his whole body was wrapped airtight.

What surprised Aaron the most was...the other party's injury...

"This is not a psychotic patient at all... He was attacked by a mysterious force!"

With a look of dismay on Aaron's face, he grabbed the fat black merchant's collar: "Are you cheating on me?"

The fat man who was grabbed by the collar showed joy on his face: "Sure enough... As a natural doctor, you recognize this cursed injury, how about it? Can it be treated?"

"Healing? I don't want to be targeted by the strong behind the curse."

Aaron let go of his hand with a sneer, and was about to leave.

At this time, two tattooed and bald men blocked Aaron's way.

"Mr. Aaron, I know a lot about you...a natural person who suddenly appeared in the desert of death, and believes in the original ecology...you must be close to us like this."

Fatty said sincerely.

"You... I don't know who you are now..."

Aaron sneered.

"Please rest assured that we are not those extremists from the Environmental Protection Association, nor are we the lunatics who want to drag everyone to die together..."

The fat man explained that the mysterious sect is just a general term for all Extraordinary people and their beliefs.

In fact, there are many factions inside, and some factions are even hostile to each other, and bloody fights among members are commonplace.

"We belong to the 'Five Rings Tower', just a small organization that wants to gain more knowledge..."

Fatty finally, finally confessed.

The Extraordinary of the 'Tower'?

Aaron mused to himself.

This can be regarded as half of one's own person.

He was just pretending before, but now he can be sure that this fat man wants to recruit himself into the religion.

"I'll see the patient first and then..."

Aaron came to the ward and carefully examined the patient covered in bandages again.

"This is... a very high-level curse, I can feel the traces of the 'darkness' spirituality... it seems to be mixed with a little 'darkness'..."

After careful inspection, Aaron frowned: "And... the rank of the person who executed the curse... is very high!"

"Sigh... Sauron is also unlucky. Our organization got a piece of information before. There is a topographic map of an abandoned No. [-] research institute. He led a group of people to explore, and he was the only one left to return."

The fat man sighed next to him, and his expression was excited again: "Mr. Aaron, since you can see the influence of darkness and darkness, please rescue Sauron, whether it is the number of days or other rewards, such as spiritual reserves, we will Willing to pay!"

"Natural people don't lack time, just give me spiritual storage!"

Aaron raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

These Extraordinary people seem to have found a way to counteract the spiritual overflow effect, and they also have special storage items.

But it's nothing, he still devoured all the "red" in a scepter back then, earning the great reputation of Earl of Green Forest.

But after a few years, the spirituality still dissipated.

After discussing the payment, Aaron came to the patient, and a black scalpel appeared in his hand.

On the scalpel, some weird symbols were engraved.

"Next... I will cast a spell with extraordinary abilities. Those who have nothing to do with it should not get too close, so as not to be accidentally injured!"

Aaron solemnly exhorted and started the ceremony.

After arranging the spiritual wall, he made a few false cuts on Sauron's body with a knife, and began to chant incantations in the spiritual language.

These mantras are difficult to understand, and it feels like your tongue is tied up when you recite them.

The fat man just got a little closer, and he felt like his blood was about to boil, so he quickly backed out.

"grown ups!"

Beside him, a bald man with tattoos stepped forward: "This doctor... can do it?"

"What the hell, I missed it this time."

The fat man took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This doctor has definitely solidified his spirituality and has been promoted to a higher level... Maybe not even a first-level Extraordinary, but a second-level or even higher!"

In the wasteland era, spirituality overflowed and became a desert.

At a low level, one can only rely on Pure Shadow Beyonders to smuggle precious spirituality from the spirit world. Therefore, the value of the spirituality of 'Shadow' is extremely high, and a little shadow can be exchanged for at least ten points of 'Darkness', 'Darkness', etc. spirituality.

And in the spiritual desert, Extraordinary people still find ways to advance!

Among the general mystical sects, those with a little spirituality are the mainstream.

The Extraordinary who solidified the first level are all absolute elites.

The second level is the backbone, the third level and the fourth level are today's high-level Extraordinary!

As for the 'Eternal Life' director of 'Life Bank'?

They didn't open the seventh essence at all, and they didn't have the corresponding high status. They just read the title of "long-lived person" from ancient books, and then added it to their heads like a monkey...

Hearing that Aaron might be a second-order Extraordinary, the tattooed bald man was startled: "Then... will our concealment before offend the other party?"

"We can only increase the price. I hope our final remuneration can satisfy the other party."

The fat black merchant wiped his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.

"Come in!"

After an unknown amount of time passed, the fat man heard Aaron's voice.

He hurried into the ward and saw the bandages on Sauron's body being untied.

This man originally had a strong body and well-developed muscles... but at this time it was withered like a rotten tree, his skin bloomed an ominous black, and there were ants-like purple runes wandering on it.

"His spirit, his blood and flesh have been cursed, and I cannot completely expel them..."

Holding a scalpel, Aaron cut a few times on Sauron's limbs from time to time: "However... thanks to the current era, I thought of a way. I can transfer his curse to an important organ, which must be It is the extremely important kind, such as the heart, the brain... and then performing visceral resection to remove the curse together with the organs... Kidneys are not so good, unless both kidneys are cut together."

In the Invensys era, patients who had their vital organs removed would not live long.

But the city that never sleeps is different, there are prosthetic limbs and artificial organs everywhere!

"Now, it's time to make a choice..."

Aaron looked at the fat man.

The fat man frowned in embarrassment: "An artificial heart is a sky-high price in a slum... How about it, I just received a pair of artificial kidneys yesterday. Although they are not branded, they are used for Sauron..."

"Well, then it's decided."

Aaron began to chant inexplicable spells.

Under the influence of the mysterious power, the sigils on Sauron's body began to gather towards the kidney.

Next, a simple artificial organ transplant operation...

……

By the time Aaron walked out of the operating room, took off his gloves, and washed his hands, the patient inside had fallen into a coma, but was breathing normally.

"Thank you, Dr. Aaron!"

The fat man came over with a box in his hand: "This is the agreed reward."

"Well, I accept it bluntly."

Aaron took the box, opened it, and found that besides a few strange fragments, there were two books.

"This is the classic of our school, it's just an entry level..."

The fat man maintained a smile on his face.

"You have a heart."

Aaron nodded, quite satisfied with this: "By the way... Where is Research Institute No. [-]? It seems that something terrible happened there..."

He was just asking casually, but he didn't expect that the black market merchant really answered: "In that ghostly place in the Desert of Death... I don't plan to organize any more people to go on an expedition. Alas, Sauron was injured this time, so I don't know what to do." How long will it take to make up for it?"

From the other party's expression, Aaron intuitively knew that the other party was telling the truth.

'The desert of death...that is, the ruins of Green Forest City...'

'The No. [-] research institute located in Lusen City...what is it researching? How can it be cursed by a high-ranking existence? '

With a little curiosity, Aaron returned to the Green Forest Clinic.

After closing the door, he went directly to the bedroom and opened the black market merchant's reward gift box.

"Spiritual storage?"

He picked up a shell-shaped thing and felt a bit of the spirituality of the 'tower', so he couldn't help but nodded slightly.

There are countless exquisite patterns on the surface of this shell, which together form a ring that transcends the plane.

'Some kind of sealing technique... is better than what I did back then. '

He tossed the shell: "It feels... At least it can seal the spirituality for decades without losing it..."

Aaron counted and found that the reward given by the black market merchants was two parts of 'tower', one part of 'dark', and one part of 'red'. He couldn't help but shook his head and put away these spiritual reserves.

For him, this bit of spirituality is not even a drop in the bucket, but it seems that it can be used as a general equivalent in transactions in mysterious sects.

Aaron opened the two accompanying books.

One of the covers didn't have any writing on it, and it looked like a personal occult notebook.

The title of the book was written on another red-enclosed book—"Road to Sublimation"!

Aaron showed a look of interest, and flipped through it casually.

There was silence in the clinic, only the occasional rustling of books turning.

After a while, Aaron put down "Road to Ascension".

"These extraordinary people have really found a way..."