How to Feed Your Dragon

Chapter 230 B-Class Therapist Assessment (Part [-])
The entangled black threads resembled their state of mental power, rampaging through the entire room.

They use their sharp fronts to stab their hosts fiercely.

It is obviously a silent scene, but it seems to have a sharp voice, shouting, jumping, and carnival throughout the room.

Madness spreads inside, like the mournful face of a smiling clown mask.

Ridiculous and funny.

The black silk threads were tangled together, turning into a dead branch in this closed space. They bared their teeth and claws, attacking the therapist present.

Almost none of the therapists present dared to step forward.

For nothing else, most of these orcs who fell into genetic disease were carnivorous orcs.

They were inherently aggressive.

Not to mention losing his mind like this now.

The intimidation in them makes it difficult for these therapists to move forward.

The examiner looked at their hesitation and shook his head secretly.

Each level of therapist carries an unbridgeable gap.

Many healers stayed at C level because they were afraid of these orcs they met in actual combat.

However, there are tens of thousands of soldiers in the empire suffering from genetic disease, which is simply incalculable.

There will always be a huge gap in therapists, and as of now, there are still not enough.

Especially B-level therapists who can block alone are even rarer.

Starting from B-level, plus A-level and S-level therapists, there is not a single C-level therapist.

Many therapists stop here.

The examiner thought of this, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

They couldn't stay in this place for a long time, so he turned on the give up button, his voice was as calm as usual without any waves.

"If you want to give up, you just need to press the button at hand."

He had seen too many therapists like this.

If the genetic disease is not resolved for a day, there will always be a shortage of therapists.

When will the orcs be able to break free from the confinement of the genetic disease and truly be free?

Maybe I will never see this day again.

He watched one orc after another choose to give up.

Watching their depressed figures slowly leave my sight.

A sense of sadness welled up in my heart.

A C-level therapist is enough to make a good living too.

There is really no need to take a B grade.

It's just that he still has a little hope in his heart.

Maybe this time they won't be wiped out?

Finally, only a petite figure remained in the huge room.

He felt sad and happy at the same time.

Mixed flavors, very complicated.

Jiang Tang felt that there were fewer and fewer orcs around him until he was the only one left.

Jiang Tang watched the invigilator's expression change again and again, and finally stepped forward and asked politely, "When will the exam start?"

The invigilator took a look at Jiang Tang, and immediately thought of the origin of this human.

To be honest, he doesn't really like dealing with such fragile creatures.

Not for anything else, but because he has seen too many fragile life forms shatter before his eyes.

He didn't want to see him that way again, nor did he want to recall it.

So he said tactfully, "Do you want to stop thinking about it?"

Jiang Tang didn't seem to understand the invigilator's euphemism, and asked again: "When will it start?"

The invigilator sighed, and pressed the button to release the chains that blocked the orcs.

His voice gradually took on the calmness and inhumanity of the neutral camp, and became indifferent and solemn.

"anytime."

"Candidates, No. A0001, please prepare for the exam, the content of the exam, and self-heal five orcs with deep genetic disease."

"Exam time, ten hours."

"Start immediately."

As soon as Jiang Tang heard the invigilator's words, he walked towards the orcs.

She felt the aura of Zerg on these orcs.

They should be soldiers on the front line, because of their close contact with the Zerg, they were infected with these rioting emotions.

but……

Jiang Tang still couldn't figure out what the relationship between this genetic disease and humans and Zerg was.

Jiang Tang always felt that he had overlooked some important information.

There is still one thing that can connect these information together.

While thinking about these things in his heart, Jiang Tang firmly walked to their side.

She raised her slender arms, which looked extremely thin and would break in the wind.

However, a white light radiated from her wrist.

Those rays of light fell on these orcs like stars.

In just a split second, the expressions of these orcs were much better than before.

The invigilator looked at the scene in front of him and opened his eyes slightly. Only then did he recall some of the rumors he had heard before.

The proctor agency is different from other agencies.

The orcs in the proctor's organization basically don't go out once a year. All the orcs are writing exam questions day and night, judging grades, and sending talents to various parts of the empire.

It is the busiest institution besides the Imperial Army.

Moreover, since the invigilator organization needs to issue exam questions, they seldom touch those online things, for fear of leaking the questions.

So the understanding of Jiang Tang is very backward.

But think about it differently, even the invigilator with such a lag in the news knows about Jiang Tang, so one can imagine how important Jiang Tang is in the empire.

Even they know it.

The invigilator shook the sheep ears on his head and nodded uncontrollably.

From the looks of it, the Empire is still saved.

Thinking of this, the invigilator showed excitement on his face.

It's just that because he hasn't made an expression all year round, he looks a little distorted.

After Jiang Tang finished treating these orcs, he turned around and looked at the invigilator with a half-smile expression on his face, whether he was crying or not, and he stayed where he was a little helpless.

What's going on here?
Why does it feel like the invigilator is about to cry out of excitement?

Before Jiang Tang had time to say anything, the invigilator quickly handed Jiang Tang the certificate of a B-level therapist, held her hand, and said in a trembling voice: "The empire has you. What a blessing!"

Seeing him so excited, Jiang Tang was a little puzzled.

But he also subconsciously lost his own credentials.

Now it looks like it passed the test.

Jiang Tang breathed a sigh of relief, took the certificate away, then turned around and went out the door.

At the same time, the Empire's healer official website also updated the results of this B-level therapist assessment.

Only Jiang Tang's name hangs on it alone.

On a remote gray galaxy, an orc in ragged clothes with only one cat's ear saw Jiang Tang's name on his tattered brain.

Unlike everyone's carnival blessings, her face was filled with glaring malice, and she looked extremely vicious.

She looked at Jiang Tang's name viciously, her palm turned into a cat's paw, and pierced the screen fiercely, her voice seemed to come out of her throat.

"Jiang Tang!"

(End of this chapter)