Technician’s Manual

　　 Since coming to this world, Asia Xiu heard the term'Blood Moon Judgment' more than once.

　　 At first, he thought it was a shooting show.

　　 Then, he thought it was a live shooting show.

　　 Then, he thought it was an online quiz show where a lucky audience was randomly selected and shot.

　　 Now, Ya Xiu feels that the Blood Moon Trial should be a live broadcast of variety show with unlimited fighting.

　　 "Yes, when the executed prisoners participate in the blood moon trial, the prison will release all your restrictions, and then you can use your mana to activate Shu Ling."

　　 The medical therapist stretched out his hand, and a kind-looking grandmother appeared in her palm.

　　 "If you ask if there is a trading opportunity in the Blood Moon Trial, there is indeed theoretically, but no one can do it. As for why I don't need to say more? You haven't seen the Blood Moon Trial."

　　 "I haven't seen it!"

　　 "Don't think I'm really so cheating!" The medical doctor almost roared, "I won't believe such a mentally retarded lie!"

　　 Now the medical doctor would never give out information anymore, and Ya Xiu's clumsy lie made her feel that her dignity was insulted. Even if it is a lie, you still use this kind of lies that children will not be fooled, and who do you look down on!

　　 Ya Xiu is also very wronged. He really has never seen the Blood Moon Trial, but everyone here agrees that this is basic common sense, and there is no need to introduce it.

　　Since he couldn't deceive the information, Ah Xiu was ready to go to work, but the medical doctor would not let him go at this time.

　　 "Why did you ask about the elf just now? Are you worried about him?"

　　 "It's too embarrassing to say that I'm worried, but I'm just a little concerned."

　　 Yaxiu scratched the white tender meat on his shoulders: "After all, he is considered the first person I killed. Didn't it mean that the murderers would return to the scene of the crime to watch? I am almost like this mentality."

　　 "Really, he was your first time?"

　　 "Your statement is really misleading..."

　　 "You are a death row prisoner who can stay in the luxury suite of Broken Lake Prison! To you, destroying life shouldn't be as simple as dressing and eating, and torturing the soul as a habit as breathing?"

　　 "Although I am not a good person, I am really wronged!"

　　 "I believe you for the time being."

　　 The medical therapist looked down at the Shu Ling in his hand, as if he was considering words.

　　 "Well, I believe you are killing someone for the first time. Then why do you care about the life and death of that elf? Do you want him to survive, or do you want him to die?"

　　 "Both sides."

　　 "Both sides?" The medical therapist couldn't help but laughed, "Do you want him to be both dead and alive?"

"To be honest, my hatred with him hasn't reached the level where he must die. If I can, I would prefer to use a geoduck-shaped soft stick to slap him to defuse my anger. Ask him, so I don’t really want him to die."

Ah Xiu shrugged, "But if he really died, I might only feel that life is like an ocean before going to bed tonight. Only a strong-willed person can reach the other shore... So even if he dies, I won’t I will care how much."

"I kind of believe that you have killed for the first time." The medical doctor said, "You are not pleased by both sides. In the case publicity link, you said that you can get the care of human rights organizations if you are soft-hearted, and you say that you can kill the roots. The only way to get the support of extremist organizations is this kind of ambiguous and indecisive statement that will be disgusted and disgusted by all organizations."

　　 "It seems that the outside world is not easy to mix up." Ya Xiu exclaimed: "But there are so many extremely decisive people in this world, aren't most people as indecisive as me?"

　　 The medical therapist was startled slightly and shrugged: "It's not that there are people who are indecisive, but they have to have indecisive capital, such as-look good!"

The medical doctor took out a photo album and opened it in front of Ah Xiu, "Look, this is a popular template for handsome guys in the last five years. Do you want to choose one as your new face? I would recommend this No. 1 face. , Very popular, it is nine points similar to the popular singers nowadays, you will love this face..."

　　 "Obviously you like this face!"

　　 "What's wrong with my liking, if you make this face straight, you are also the beneficiary!"

"Who said, I don’t look in the mirror all day, I can’t see my face normally, what good is it for me to look good? On the contrary, people look at me all day, they are cool, and I have to accept other people’s wretchedness. Do you think I would be willing to look at such a stupid self-sacrificing thing?"

　　 Ya Xiu made such a point that the medical doctor was persuaded. Her crow mask was drooping down, and she said dejectedly: "Well, you are right..."

"But," Ya Xiu said, "You are willing to listen to my grievances, and to talk to me for so long is the only warmth I feel in this indifferent prison. Since it is a friend's request, I am not unable to agree... …"

　　 "What, are we friends?"

　　 "If it's not, then I'm leaving..."

　　 "Okay, okay, so are you willing to let me perform surgery on you?"

　　 "In fact, I'm not so willing..." Ya Xiu showed a hesitant expression: "I still like my face now. After all, after watching for so many years, I feel more or less emotional..."

"so……?"

　　 "You have to add money."

"no problem!"

The therapist breathed a sigh of relief: "When will the operation start? Wait, I'm not very familiar with some of the procedures. Wait for me to review it these two nights... Don't worry, it's safe. My magical spirit can effectively prevent flesh and blood collapse. Vicious problem!"

　　 Yaxiu twitched the corners of his mouth: "I, I'm very relieved, then I'll leave first, you slowly prepare and don't worry!"

　　Skill is the universal energy of the magician, and money is the universal energy of the society. Although he hasn't seen the hope of escape from prison, Ya Xiu has to find a way to make some money for backup. Needless to say, the prisoners on death row are all poor people who eat national food. Therefore, after thinking about it, Ah Xiu felt that he only had the way to exchange money with his face.

　　 But now it seems that the price is a bit high, and the chance of a bad face is very high, and Ya Xiu is a little bit embarrassed.

No wonder the medical practitioners are not allowed to reveal their names. Maybe they are prepared to run anonymously. After making many medical accidents in the prison and honing their skills, they can pat their buttocks and leave. I can't find anyone who wants to scold someone.

　　 Ya Xiu walked to the door and suddenly turned around and looked around the treatment room for a week.

　　 "Speaking of which, I wanted to ask for a long time-are you squeezed out by your colleagues?"

"what?"

　　 "Why do I see you alone twice when I wake up, and the other medical therapists?" Ah Xiu guessed, "Did they give you the most difficult job, and then patted their **** and got off work?"

　　 "No—but it’s true that you are the hardest job to do."

　　 "Really? If you are boycotted by a colleague, remember to tell me."

　　The medical therapist looked at Ya Xiu, and made a chuckle.

"Why should I tell you?"

　　 "Aren't we friends? Friends, are people who can gloat when the other party encounters misfortune."

"roll roll roll!"

　　 Ya Xiu waved goodbye: "Then [222] Doctor, see you next time. Apples are delicious~www.wuxiaspot.com~Thank you."

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Silence was restored in the treatment room. The therapist packed her toolbox and opened the door to the common room—the area where the therapist did not overlap with the executed prisoners—then she saw a group of people wearing crow masks. The therapist waited outside the door.

　　 The medical doctor was taken aback, and almost thought they were here to inquire about the crime.

But when she took a closer look, she found that one of the medical doctors did not wear a crow mask. He looked at his body shape and his badge. It was the tall medical doctor who always reprimanded himself [176]. He looked like a blue-scale murloc. , It's just that the eyes are scarlet, as bright as rubies.

　　【176】It's not just that he didn't wear a mask. He put his hands behind his back and cut back. There was obvious dredging on his face and a dark green foam necklace around his neck.

　　The medical doctor knows exactly what it is.

　　 Miracle Vein Foam.

　　 This is the most commonly used offensive miracle for blood spells. It combines traps and kills and can cast spells for a long time. If the target of the venous foam is reached, the veins of the whole body will be connected to the foam. Once the foam is broken, it also means that the veins of the whole body burst at the same time, and the heart quickly loses blood supply and died suddenly.

　　 As long as it is a magician, even the weakest one, has the ability to instantly kill creatures.

　　 is covered with intravenous foam, which is the treatment of criminals.

　　 "What did he do?"

　　 "He took a peek at your healing technique, Miss."

　　 A medical doctor with a work card of [201] bowed and reported that even the change of the crow mask could not hide his respect.

　　 "Attempting to steal the knowledge of the Blood and Weeping Institute without permission is a violation of the constitutional principle of the ‘sacred and inviolable personal and collective property’ and is an undoubted crime."