Strange World: This Doctor Is Scary

Chapter 233 This Is The Tool You Chose

After a few minutes.

Lynn took her own form and followed the raven to the trial hall of this high tower.

There were people coming and going in the hall, and most of them were the same as their combination. A night doctor and an apprentice obviously wanted to join the night doctor organization, and they all needed recommendation and introduction.

After Raven signed up for him, he handed him the identity plate and said:

"After your code name is called later, you can go in. I will tell you the specific rules and assessment standards in advance, lest you mess around."

He closed his eyes, folded his arms and said:

"Our night medical organization does not accept creatures without medical foundation. Those who can obtain night medical qualifications are all doctors with strong surgical and medical capabilities."

"So the assessment is divided into four subjects, [adaptability] [psychological quality] [skills] [combat ability]. After passing these four subjects, there is the last subject [ideology]."

Lynn wondered: "Is the combat ability also tested?"

Raven glanced at him and said, "You don't have enough fighting power, how do you treat those monsters? They refuse to accept you and want to resist, so you must knock them out?"

Lynn nodded, thinking: "I see! Live to learn!"

And at the next moment, a shout came from a distance.

"No. 4! A good doctor and peace messenger! Prepare for the assessment!"

moment.

The eyes of all the creatures in the hall looked around in amazement.

With goosebumps all over Raven's body, he turned his head in embarrassment and pain, expressing that he didn't know the human creature next to him at all.

Lynn smiled slightly, adjusted her monocle, and said to herself:

"Mr. Raven! Wait for my good news, then I will go first!"

Raven didn't want to talk to him.

Then, under the amazed gaze of many creatures, Lynn walked into the assessment point with a proud smile.

...

After a few minutes.

Lynn and nine other creatures lined up inside the trial hall, waiting for the assessment.

Lynn glanced at the creatures on both sides, and found that he was the most normal among the ten trainee night doctors.

A mechanical puppet, two undead whose flesh is about to rot, three dark elves with dark skin, a vampire, and two crooked stitch monsters.

He was the only human being with good features.

[Predominance of face value +1]

In front of him, a night doctor with a bird's beak mask took a form, glanced at ten of them, and said calmly:

"Is everyone here? Then roll call, and those who are called will respond."

"Yes!" Everyone said in unison.

"The Copper Smelter!"

"Here!" A mechanical synthetic voice.

"Skeleton!"

"Here!" A hoarse voice of an undead.

"Blood!"

"Here!" The voice of a laughing vampire.

"A Good Doctor and Messenger of Peace!"

"Here!" Lynn yelled in a straight voice.

In an instant, all nine members cast strange eyes on Lynn, even the night doctor in charge of the assessment also looked over.

"..."

An indescribable embarrassment came over his face.

But Lynn was smiling and confident, showing no embarrassment at all.

The night doctor touched the sweat on his forehead.

He couldn't get the name right away.

There are a few other places that are somewhat sloppy, but this code name feels like it has nothing to do with it. This is the most positive code name he has ever seen.

The roll call was finished quickly.

The night doctor looked at them and said hoarsely: "Since you are qualified to participate in the night doctor's assessment, there are no exceptions. You must have passed many tests and got the approval and affirmation of your recommenders. You are a group of people. Very professional doctor!"

Lynn nodded vigorously.

"But!" the night doctor said hoarsely: "To become a qualified night doctor, you must not only be professional, but also be more professional than all other doctors!"

"So you must have the ability to skillfully find the right tool to perform surgery on the target under any circumstances!"

"Sometimes, in a dangerous environment, a piece of stone, a table knife, or even a fresh sign can become your scalpel!"

"So our first assessment is your ability to use tools!"

Snapped--

He snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the door opposite them slowly opened, and one patient after another was pushed out of the door, each with a pale face and coughing profusely.

The night doctor said hoarsely: "These are the patients you want to treat, and they are all your seniors. You can treat them as you please, and they will rate your surgical ability when you operate on them."

Lynn raised her hand.

The night doctor glanced at him and said, "Tell me!"

Lynn took a step forward, adjusted the monocle, and said seriously: "Report to the instructor, are they not afraid of being put to death by us? For example, if you accidentally stick a knife in their forehead, it's over!"

"..."

There was silence all around.

The night doctor closed his eyes and said: "Don't worry, their medical level is far above yours, you can't cure anyone, and your seniors are very willing to come and guide you newcomers. Of course, there are high subsidies."

Lynn nodded, I see.

Go out and get sick and come here for free treatment, and you can get a lot of money, what a beautiful job.

"Is there any question?" The night doctor shouted.

"No more!" the crowd yelled.

The night doctor snapped his fingers again, and a door behind them slowly opened.

The night doctor looked at his watch and said calmly:

"You have two minutes to go to that room to pick your own tools, don't worry, none of them are normal, and then it depends on your surgical ability! The timer starts! Let's go!"

"Yes!" Everyone shouted.

Without saying a word, the ten dark creatures immediately turned their heads and rushed into the gate quickly.

soon.

Two minutes passed in a flash.

Ten trainee night doctors found their own suitable tools one after another and came out.

The night doctor glanced at Number One's mechanical puppet.

【A fruit knife】

good.

This is the best surgical tool other than a scalpel.

He then glanced at the tools of the No. 2 undead.

【bone piece】

He nodded, quite satisfied.