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Wearing a windbreaker, leaning on a cane, and covering one eye with an eye patch, the weirdo who calls himself a doctor is naturally An Le.

It has been two days since the Silent Cemetery was destroyed and he escaped from it.

The Silent Cemetery is indeed a secret place rated as a "star" by Xin Qingyi. The moment it was destroyed, An Le and Mrs. Cat returned to their original locations and separated.

However, in the church, An Le had already issued an order to them as a black-robed priest, asking them to donate knowledge related to the cat god religion every day.

——Forbidden knowledge related to gods is an extremely precious material in the feedback mechanism of the omniscient Lord of Chaos.

Therefore, for An Le, followers of various sects, such as the Hui Sect, the Misty Sect, and the Cat God Sect, were the targets of his special attention.

'hiss……'

‘Draw other believers into your church, and then let them work for you behind their gods’ backs? '

'Why is this so cow-like...'

When thinking of this, An Le shook his head vigorously: 'I am a pure love god of war, the tauren kill kill kill! '

As for one-eyed?

That was the price for letting Gan Xiang live in his left eye.

According to An Le's knowledge, normally, sealing a ghost in the ghost's eyes will not have any side effects on the eyes.

But this time, it was actually An Le who took the initiative to cut off the connection with the left eye.

The reason is that Gan Xiang's mother does have very strange means.

An Le noticed that the bond he forcibly severed had not been completely severed.

Instead, in a mysterious way, weak but real links are constantly being built.

It's like a gecko's tail, which will grow back on its own after being broken. This bond is like a living biological tissue, slowly repairing.

It comes from the blood, the depths of the soul.

With the birth of Gan Xiang, it was like a brand imprinted on her body.

Whether dead or alive, wherever he is, he will be controlled by the imprint.

It's not hard for An Le to guess that the method used by the woman is similar to the "Blood Track" used by Edward on his own children. It is a forbidden secret technique aimed at blood relatives, and it is very likely that they must be direct relatives.

This couldn't help but make An Le feel a slight chill—is there really such a cruel mother in this world?

As long as the breath of Ganxiang appears in this world, the bond will be rebuilt.

Perhaps without An Le's knowledge, it will have an impact on Gan Xiang.

For this reason, An Le simply sealed his left eye together with Gan Xiang, and only released it to talk to her on special occasions.

He believed that with the improvement of his own strength, one day, he would be able to completely sever this connection.

Or...kill the ghost mother?

——Ghost Mother, that's what An Le called that woman, unexpectedly appropriate.

An Le's thoughts returned to reality.

He looked at the team in front of him with great interest.

Strictly speaking, they were the first living people An Le met in the wasteland—the Silent Cemetery was not part of the wasteland.

Moreover, although An Le had heard of the profession of wasteland hunter, it was the first time he had seen it in reality.

Different cities focus on different development directions.

For example, in Yuechong City, due to a certain mayor's aggressive decision-making, countless extraordinary people died outside the city, so it seemed that a heart disease was left behind, and very few high-level officials would support the exploration outside the city.

Therefore, there are almost no wasteland hunters in Yuechong City, and even the Hunter Association has not been established.

The feeling of An Le is like those people who smoked pandas on the Internet, suddenly bumped into a panda one day, there is always a little bit of curiosity.

Even after the incident just now, the two sides established a minimum level of trust.

An Le also explained his situation - he got lost in the wasteland, and wanted to follow this group of people, and when he arrived in another city, he would leave on his own.

He also swears on his soul, attesting to the truth of his words.

But An Le could see that although the hunters had relaxed a lot, they were obviously still wary of him.

This seems to be the instinct of a wasteland hunter, and he is very wary of people other than his companions.

"Like a rabbit that's easily startled..."

An Le sighed softly, he said it "accidentally".

Joseph: "..."

The rest of the team members also had weird expressions.

But they all pretended not to hear, silently doing the work at hand, cleaning up the corpses of the sandworm and the doe.

The process has to be fast.

According to their past experience, if they don't leave here quickly.

All kinds of dangerous creatures on the wasteland will swim greedily like sharks that smell blood.

The only exception is probably the rookie Bai Jie who was rescued by An Le.

After calming down, Bai Jie walked up to An Le and said respectfully, "Doctor, thank you for saving my life."

"It's just a little bit of effort."

Anle responded casually.

"Also, let me state in advance that although I am a doctor, I am not a doctor who is proficient in treating external and internal injuries, but... a psychiatrist."

He looked around at the members of the hunter team with a gentle and friendly tone.

It seems to have a special magic power, which can make people feel at ease unconsciously.

"I can cure psychological and spiritual diseases. If you need anything, you can come to me at any time."

When she said this, An Le seemed to look at Joseph meaningfully.

Joseph's exquisite face froze, and his heart seemed to miss a beat.

His biggest secret seems to be seen through by the other party?

Psychiatrist, this is the new identity that An Le has prepared for herself.

It's always Mr. A called Mr. A, which always feels weird.

He didn't want to reveal his real name on the wasteland, so he had to adopt a new code name.

An Le's original nickname was "Father", but after thinking about it, wouldn't this directly reveal his identity? How else can we use churches to sign labor contracts and receive job training?

So he thought of another title that suited him—doctor.

In a sense, An Le does have the ability to cure hidden mental illnesses.

——In the wilderness, there are by no means a minority of people with dirty spirits and low rationality.

Whether it is the attack of monsters or the use of extraordinary abilities, the extraordinary may gradually fall into madness and become deformed.

Moreover, in the process of individual treatment, isn't it reasonable to recruit one or two employees by the way?

Maybe you can still receive medical expenses?

Multi-tasking!

Of course, now that An Le dares to expose his means of curing madness, it is because...he has become stronger!

At least you don't have to worry about being taken away as a ruthless treatment machine.

*****

Time soon came to night.

The bright moonlight swayed.

You can also see the stars all over the sky, like a Milky Way and jade belt composed of stars, bright and magnificent.

"The weather tonight is very nice."

An Le raised his head and said softly.

He temporarily released the suppression on his left eye, and Gan Xiang's petite figure was reflected in his eyes.

The little girl was also able to see this beautiful scene, and exclaimed a little: "Big brother, so beautiful!"

But her voice can only be heard by An Le.

Gan Xiang was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice.

"Big brother, is this... really okay?"

"Because of me, you have to seal your left eye and let your mother stare at you..."

"Obviously...it's okay to leave me alone."

An Le rubbed her chin, thoughtfully: "Thinking about it...it's true!"

"Judging from the perspective of the boss, it is definitely a loss-making business."

Before Gan Xiang lowered her head, An Le continued.

"but……"

"That's what I did!"

"Sometimes, people always do things that have nothing to do with interests and are unreasonable, such as knowing that eating fried chicken will make you fat, but still want to eat it; knowing that there is a high probability of losing some games, but still want to watch it; I know that I shouldn't fish when I go to work... let's forget about this example."

"All in all, I do what I want to do."

While saying this, some sporadic fragments emerged from An Le's mind again.

Including meeting Sai Lei when she was a little girl, meeting the Flame Girl wrapped in flames, and...picking up a weird giant egg?

Even if there is no reason, An Le can still recognize it.

This egg is the dragon man who came to the church, Mi, who is tall but delicate and sensitive.

An Le was suddenly startled, he thought of [An Le's Call], the 12 silk threads that he could call.

'Could it be... I picked them all up like this? '

Now, add a Ganxiang.

An Le pondered: 'So, I used to have such a habit? '

Gan Xiang didn't know anything about his thoughts, after a moment of silence, she whispered softly: "Big brother, what a weirdo."

An Le temporarily cut off Pianfei's thoughts, regained consciousness, and said in a villainous tone.

"Hmph, even though it's a loss-making business, you still have surplus value to use!"

"Just keep getting stronger for me, work and pay off the debt!"

Gan Xiang just responded softly: "Okay~"

An Le is not just talking.

After engulfing the entire Silent Cemetery with the [Gate of the Nether], his gift has also undergone a huge transformation.

[Yin-Yang Ghost Eye (+9) (Gloom Level) → Nether Skeleton (Abyss Level)]

[Legends say that a ghost returned from the underworld, found its skeleton, and merged into it. 】

【Its bones have the power of the underworld, and can travel between the two realms. 】

【Then, died in the hands of ▇▇. 】

[The fragments of his skeleton descended due to the endless scouring of ghost power. 】

[If you fuse it with the bone, maybe you will get the power of a ghost? 】

After the transformation of ghost eyes, An Le's eyes still have the original ability.

It's just that, in his ghostly eyes, there is something else——

Numerous tiny bone fragments.

Like the stars in the sky, floating freely in it.

With An Le's current eyesight, it is natural to see that they were originally a whole, a skeleton.

But destroyed by some terrible force, crushed into such bone fragments.

An Le counted carefully, and there were 1411 yuan in total.

Of course, they do not exist in the form of entities, it is more like ghost eyes connecting an unknowable realm.

And the task that An Le ordered Gan Xiang to do was to dissipate the chaotic and restless ghost power on the bone fragment.

After being taken in by Ghost Eye, Gan Xiang also possessed some special abilities.

For example, devouring ghosts and erasing the chaotic characteristics of ghost power.

In fact, Anle's approach in the silent cemetery has a huge side effect - the ghost is forcibly crushed with a millstone, and the generated ghost power is extremely chaotic and violent. Absorption, on the contrary, will cause considerable damage to Anle itself.

To put it simply, this kind of ghost power is like a fat pig still in the pigsty, it is difficult to eat it directly.

It needs to wear down its violent and chaotic characteristics, just like "cooking", cooking it into braised pork on the table, before you can eat it with confidence.

Fortunately, An Le later poured out 80% of the huge ghost power to build the giant sword and [Gate of the Nether], so as to avoid being polluted by it.

But the remaining 20% ​​ghost power is actually not a small sum.

If An Le's initial ghost power is taken as a unit, then the two tenths of ghost power are probably as much as 849.21, right?

These days have caused Anle a lot of distress.

Therefore, he needs to constantly eliminate the chaotic characteristics that remain in his body.

This is the work of grinding water, and it can only be grinded slowly, even if it is filthy and rational, it can't be solved, and it is useless to be impatient.

Now that Gan Xiang is helping, An Le will naturally not let this free labor go.

Only by erasing the frantic ghost power on the bone can it be smoothly integrated into the bone.

After two days of hard work, An Le finally successfully purified a bone fragment.

Its actual size and shape are almost the same as a finger bone.

With a thought, An Le wrapped her finger bones with ghost power.

A wonderful feeling came instantly.

It seems to have come into contact with cold ice and snow, but inside it is like surging magma, full of fiery energy.

Or you can use...

"Hot dead silence" to describe?

The two extremely contradictory touches blend together almost perfectly, and it even makes people feel that it should be like this.

Under the cover of ghost power, the bone fragments shrunk undetectably, as if they were volatile mothballs.

And the lost part does not disappear, but dissolves in the ghost power.

Subsequently, it was attached to the phalanx of An Le's little finger.

There is a slight cooling sensation from the little finger, which is similar to the feeling of touching cool oil.

This amputated phalanx is rapidly becoming hard, increasing bone density, and is also infected by the aura belonging to [Ghost].

An Le savored this feeling carefully, and found that when the ghost power flows through the thumb, it will be extraordinarily smooth, and there is even a feeling of... being able to escape from reality?

"Huh?"

He suddenly lowered his head, and saw that his little finger was blurred.

It's just... like a ghost?

An Le used his other hand to touch, but he didn't touch anything.

'If the bones of the whole body become like this, wouldn't they be immune to any physical damage? '

‘Or, to travel between [the nether world] and the present world? '

An Le inevitably had some imaginations.

Even Gan Xiang was surprised: "Big brother, are you dead too?"

An Le: "..."

If you can talk, talk more.

It's just that this illusory state can't be maintained for too long, and it will soon turn back to reality.

An Le squinted her eyes and thought: "If you maintain this state for a long time, you may really become a ghost, and you need to pay attention to the time." '

After digesting this bone fragment, An Le thought of another thing.

Maybe it's because this is the first time that An Le has been promoted to an abyss-level gift through his own accumulation, instead of obtaining it with the knowledge of sacrifice.

Therefore, at the moment when the gifts were upgraded, An Le knew the levels of gifts after the abyss—sacred level and god level.

Participating in the holy means penetrating the sacred, and the endless knowledge is understood.

Ascension to the gods is the way to truly ascend to the rank of gods.

It sounds very powerful, but An Le thought about it carefully. To extract a holy gift, at least 100,000 dirty sanity points are required.

Ascension to God is 1 million!

Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

It’s as if a person with only 10,000 deposits and a monthly income of 3,000 is considering buying a house in Beijing.

Just fantasize about it and feel the pressure.

An Le quickly adjusted her mentality, she couldn't aim too high, she had to eat every bite, and she had to earn little by little.

No, the person who sent the filthy and rational came to the door?

An Le took back the blindfold on his left eye, sealed it again, turned his head, and smiled gently.

"Mr. Bai Jie, good evening."

From the darkness, Bai Jie came out timidly, and greeted An Le: "Good evening, doctor."

"Tell me, boy, is there anything you want to tell me?"

An Le has never eaten pork, but has always seen pigs run away. She has imitated the psychiatrist's posture 99% of the time, and she still looks decent.

This made the young Bai Jie feel very safe, with a happy expression on his face, thinking: 'The doctor is really professional! '

'He should be able to answer my confusion, right? '

Bai Jie's face was slightly red, and he looked behind him anxiously, as if he was worried about being overheard.

An Le said: "Don't worry, no one will follow."

This is a lie!

An Le's gaze fell on a corner in the darkness.

The breath of blood should be Joseph.

Even if the soul oath was made, any captain would feel uneasy if such a strange person of unknown origin sneaked into the team.

It was perfectly normal for the other party to take this opportunity to test him.

However, what An Le didn't know was that the reason why Joseph was extra vigilant, valued, and even afraid of him was because Joseph's predictive ability had no effect on him at all, and forcing him to look at it would only seriously hurt his vitality.

In Joseph's mind, Anle had already been equated with a monster!

Seeing the warning in An Le's eyes, Joseph trembled in his heart: 'He can also find out? This perception...'

Frightened and frightened, Joseph could only push his gold-rimmed glasses and retreat silently.

Bai Jie didn't know anything about it, he just blushed slightly and said coyly.

"Doctor, actually, I asked for a friend, not my own."

An Le expressionless: "Oh."

If you continue to talk, I will listen carefully.

Bai Jie was even more embarrassed, lowered his head, and said in a very low voice.

"My friend recently had a senior of the same sex who I admire very much."

"I think he is very handsome, decisive and handsome in his actions, very reliable and trustworthy."

An Le raised her eyebrows: "Oh?"

Bai Jie became more coy, but said bravely: "Besides, he also smells good, his hair has a faint fragrance, and the way he eats is very elegant. Unknowingly, I want to...get close to him."

An Le looked strange: "Oh~~~~"

Although, good psychotherapy seems to have turned into love counseling, but...it's quite interesting?

Finally, Bai Jie asked, "Isn't this situation strange?"

An Le said directly: "The friend you mentioned, is it yourself?"

I have a friend... who wants to pinch a ticket!