Ascension

Chapter 25 The Mad Singer

There is an unwritten saying in the family circle, whether it is passive power or active power, as long as it complements and establishes a relationship with a specific family spirit, then they must have advantages in related fields.

This is the case with "police officers". Contracting dog spirits and activating "faithful partners" will reduce a lot of unnecessary worries in future training, combat, and daily life.

For other family masters and spirits, it takes months or even years to achieve intimacy, and the police can generally shorten the time by more than half.

At the same time, the contracted canine companions have higher loyalty, and it is easier to reach the level of spiritual communication, and they can fight tacitly without saying a word.

Even Mr. Yehan, who has a high vision, agrees that among the E-level powers, the "police officer" has the upper hand.

This is a high-quality power that ranks among the best among the low-level powers. If you plan well, you will have good development in the future.

"Xiaobai, don't scare me, I can't wake up after falling asleep now, open your eyes quickly!"

"Huniu! It's okay, you're just missing a leg, it's good to be alive!"

"I promised to climb the peak of the world together, how can I fall here, cheer me up!"

"Haha...my spirit is dead...my spirit is dead...I blame me for being too self-sufficient...I have no strength, I have a passion for it, and I dare to challenge the maze of life and death..."

Walking around on the first floor of the rescue center, it was obviously not overcrowded, and there were still a lot of wards left unoccupied.

But the panic, anxiety, self-blame, grief... almost filled every inch of space.

The boy with a broken arm covered half of his body with blood was sitting in a corner with a desolate expression, his gloomy eyes were shocking.

There was a dying giant python that was broken in two, soaked in the medicine bucket, struggling in pain.

From time to time, you can still see gorgeously dressed sons sighing, seeing thick eyebrows and square eyes breaking down and crying, seeing gentle and lovely girls crying...

The most frequent scene is the corpse of the spirit, which is covered with a white cloth and has no more vital signs, being transported to the cold storage on the basement floor.

There are all kinds of things in the world, and the medical center is the heaviest.

Even Mr. Ye Han, who is used to seeing life and death for a long time, will be moved in some moments.

"Police! Call the police!"

"There is a patient here who is emotional and has seriously affected our work. Please help! Please help!"

On one side of the corridor, a beautiful woman in ragged clothes was holding a dead camouflage butterfly, looking crazy.

"You quack doctors! Give me Xiaodie's life back!"

"It can be cured, it can be cured, it's all your fault, you are the culprit, I will fight with you!"

She was screaming, her heart-piercing cry was extremely penetrating, several young-looking staff members in white robes couldn't help covering their ears, and their expressions changed suddenly.

They are just volunteer students, and their strength at the first level, coupled with their inexperienced experience, is not enough to handle this matter with ease.

The contracted spirit who followed beside him bared his teeth and put on a defensive posture. Some of the more irritable ones even prepared to pounce forward.

Unexpectedly, it was his master who stopped it. Looking at the hesitant and unbearable eyes, he knew that he was worried and didn't want to hurt others rashly.

"Can't handle this little thing well?"

Mr. Yehan, who happened to pass by, hated loud and harsh voices the most.

He glanced at it, and the crazy woman obviously possessed the power of sound, with a [-]% probability of being an F-level authority "singer", and she had the active power of "screaming".

Feeling the aura again, her rank is actually the same as that of several volunteers, they are all in the first stage.

Simply because of losing control of emotions, the effect of power is magnified, which in turn brings a sense of embarrassment to the volunteers.

"Do you want to give her a hand knife?"

Mr. Yehan thought for a while, and made a surprise attack from behind the mad woman, aiming at the back of the head might kill her.

Aiming at the acupoints on the back of the neck is not a big problem. If you strike hard, it should be able to interrupt her power and bring her down by the way.

"Hula—hula—"

Before Mr. Yehan could practice, there was a fast-flowing wind in his ears, and the plan in his head was cut off immediately.

A woman in a long white dress, orchid accessories, and a pair of ordinary cloth shoes ran past Mr. Ye Han in a fast running manner.

"Limpy, use a bundle!"

With a clear shout, the snow-white silk wrapped around his waist stretched quietly, turning into a white snake.

It looks completely different from regular snakes, without the cold texture or even the iconic snake scales.

The only thing that stands out is the body connected by 24 balls of cotton wool, like a cotton lollipop that has been lengthened and increased in size, just like its nickname, soft and squishy.

"Hey!"

The demon spirit named "Cotton Snake" let out a strange cry, and precisely wrapped the arms of the mad woman.

Because the body can be extended and contracted, the cotton snake continued to climb after binding its arms, and bound the woman's legs together.

With a bang, the crazy woman lost her balance and fell to the ground in an instant.

Her screaming stopped abruptly and turned into a manic roar, struggling with all her strength, trying to regain her freedom.

"Sister Yin? Why are you here!"

A few unintentional volunteers suddenly found the backbone, and they couldn't help but cheered in surprise.

Yin Manman nodded towards them, without saying a word, knelt down to check the woman's condition.

"Another emotional breakdown..."

"I can understand, but the spirit is dead, no matter how much you shout, it is impossible to come back from the dead...isn't it?"

Yin Manman sighed softly, grasping the void with her right hand, and the hazy smoke swirled and danced within an inch of her palm.

Almost as soon as Mr. Ye Han blinked, a huge syringe was held in his hand.

But before that, her hands were obviously empty, and she didn't carry anything.

"Snapped!"

In a blink of an eye, Yin Manman held the needle barrel, and the needle smoothly inserted into the bound woman's shoulder.

The next action is to push and inject. When the blue liquid energy in the syringe slowly disappears, the restrained woman gradually stops struggling, her eyelids droop uncontrollably, she soon makes a slight breathing sound, and falls into a deep sleep.

"It has to be Sister Yin's shot, it's really neat!"

The male volunteer let out a long sigh of relief, gave a thumbs up, and the tense atmosphere quietly disintegrated.

Of the other two girls, one wiped off the cold sweat from his brow, and stretched out his hand to comfort the spirit at his feet.

An undisguised admiration stared at Yin Manman for a while.

"You have only been admitted to the hospital for three or four months, and this is the second time you have come here to help."

"It's normal to not be able to handle emergencies."

After Yin Manman finished the injection, with a wave of her right hand, the blank syringe turned into mist and dissipated.

Mr. Yehan noticed that there were a few more bloodshot eyes in her eyes, and using the active power "sedation needle" would indeed increase the burden on the body.

"Keep working hard, there is still a long way to go in the future."

"I'm going to continue to work. You help her to the lounge and see if you can find a therapist to sing her a song to relieve her mental burden..."

"They all have musical authority and have something in common. It should be easier to recover."

Yin Manman murmured to himself, stretched out her jade arms, and the cotton snake crawled up with a puff, and quickly wrapped it back into a belt.

Afterwards, this woman with a bit of baby fat on her face started running again, rushing to other places for support.

Lord Ye Han watched her leave without any surprise.

If the judgment and determination of the three volunteers are all at the level of a pile of shit.

Then this girl who has the E-level authority "Nurse Teacher" has a set of movements that are smooth and smooth, and she does not waste time, and she does a pretty good job.

Taking advantage of three volunteers to carry the sleeping woman.

Mr. Ye Han said hello:

"Hello, may I ask which area to go to find the adopted spirit?"

"Up to the third floor, and upwards from the third floor, all are places for rehabilitation training!"

The male volunteer was careless, just glanced at him and answered casually.

The eyes of the two girls paused for a long time, and it was only when Mr. Ye Han gradually moved away that he finally retracted his gaze.

"There's a freshman at the school level in the academy? Black hair and black pupils, strangely rare..."

"Long hair and shawl, wild enough."

"The temperament is cold, and the breath is weak visible to the naked eye... What a contradiction."

……

Ignoring the whispers behind him, Mr. Yehan found the elevator, activated the activation rune, and went straight to the third floor.

The ears are instantly clean.

The third floor is more spacious than the first and second floors. There are no excited human lords, and no contracted spirits whimpering on the verge of death.

Mr. Yehan smelled the fragrance of green grass, looked from a distance, and saw a large artificially planted lawn.

There are dotted with low shrubs in it, if a little bit of bright red or dark blue comes into view, it must belong to a certain fruit tree with luxuriant branches and leaves.

"Attention, the spirits at this level are either born or acquired, and they are relatively timid in character."

"Visitors try to avoid disturbing them, and if they want to feed them, please use our special feed, and they are not allowed to make their own decisions."

A gray-haired grandmother with a cane turned out to be a staff member.

She sat on the back of an aged copper bull that was blind in one eye, and whispered softly, telling Lord Ye Han a series of precautions.

After listening patiently, Mr. Yehan chose a random direction for a walk.

"squeak!!"

Thirty meters away, a chubby soil rock mouse was digging a hole. When it felt the slight vibration of the ground, it immediately retracted its neck and disguised itself as a rock.

Mr. Yehan glanced at it, good guy, two hind legs are missing, no wonder the digging posture is so clumsy.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

Two whirling swallows passed overhead and dropped two lumps of bird droppings.

Lord Ye Han understated it, and turned sideways to avoid it, how could it be possible for such a filthy thing to touch his body.

Then he shook his head, the two whirling swallows looked beautiful at first glance, no different from normal varieties.

Who would have thought that they would not be able to fully retract their wings when they landed.

He had to slam into the soft leaves to counteract his momentum before he could return to the nest.

(End of this chapter)