The doctor said, use the origin stone to defeat the origin stone

Or rather, the nightingale of the future.

As a time traveler, until now.

None of the sad facts have changed.

The ore disease has not been researched into one, two, three.

The situation of the infected people also failed to make any decisions.

What a disgraceful traveler.

But what does that have to do with me?

I'm just a doctor.Not the ABC of saving the world.

Thinking about it, the doctor threw out the black thorn.

The originium-infected creature that was about to move was trapped in place, making a low grunt.

The doctor took a look at it and walked away.

despite this.

Even if it is true.

I still want to save more lives, of course, only for those with brains.

They were so alive.

Just like us.

Everyone is a butcher in nature.

no difference.

I don't flaunt my greatness and flawlessness.

Because everyone rolled over from the mud pit.

Not just me and you.

PS: 4000 updates twice a day is the limit of my work, but thinking about it, there should be a lot of people looking forward to it, and my grades are not good, so let’s post it.

Everyone is happy to watch, and I am willing to post more comments, and I am also happy hahahahahaha

Diary page [-] Miss Mercenary doesn't want to talk

The mercenaries of Sarkaz always value their time.Especially this kind of tiring and boring rush time, they are eager to fly over.

The transport vehicles given by their employers are old enough to make people feel like seeing the dilapidated three-wheeled rickshaws in their hometown, swaying in falling apart and being scrapped.

And they were either leaning on the carriage or wandering around.

It was getting late, and it was time to set up camp.

The well-equipped mercenaries quickly set up a bonfire and cooked some hot food before it was completely dark.

In fact, the mercenaries usually eat canned biscuits and hard bread for instant food, but this time the task is relatively easy, and they naturally will not miss the opportunity to have fun.

Relax and perform delegated tasks, don't conflicts.

As for food, clothing, housing and transportation, the food that ranks second is still very famous.

A mercenary poured tons of water into the big iron pot, and underneath was the firewood picked up by wandering around. The blazing flames seemed to be their desire for tomorrow...

Weird.

Mercenaries are hidden hedonists.

Don't you spend the money you earn by beating people to death and save it for others to pick up the corpse and take it away?

The mercenary put a herbivore caught on the road into the pot.What is it?

Then how does he know.Others say it's edible, so cut it up and throw it in for stewing.

As long as the origin stone doesn't infect the creatures.

Portion is quite enough.

Then sprinkle some spices casually, order dishes, and work together.

He looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and said to himself: "What, I can cook too."

Then he ran to other people in a hurry, squeezed into a group of people who gathered to gamble...card players, and shouted to take me one.

The smoker next to him turned his head and saw the cook running away, and sweared by Sarkaz.

You ran to play cards and you were overcooked later.

Then he lifted the lid of the pot cursingly and took a look.

The water is not even boiling.

"Knock Li mom, play cards and bring me one!"

Loud and natural.

No one knows whether they will draw their swords against each other in the next commission.

Mercenaries are like that.

The same goes for Sarkaz.They deserve a normal life.

The doctor camped behind a small dirt bag not far away.It is said that it is not far away and it is two kilometers away.

After all, they are mercenaries, and their inexplicable war instincts always make them different from ordinary people.

While it was still dark, he hurriedly started a fire. When it was dark and there was light, the mercenaries would definitely notice it.

At that time, there will only be one battle, and there will never be good people who sneak behind other people's teams.

After finishing dinner as quickly as possible, he extinguished the flames bit by bit.

If there is cooking smoke before it is dark, it will be discovered.

He set up the tent and turned down the light of the Originium lamp to the lowest level.

"Liz. I'll go out to see the patient later, and you will wait here for my return."

"……doctor."

Hearing Liz's anxious voice, the doctor couldn't help but let out an uh.

"what happened?"

"Why do you have to see that woman?"

"Professional ethics." The doctor patted Liz's head.In fact, he himself has no habit of explaining these things to others, and he doesn't think it is necessary.However, patients with mental impairment still have to be treated with caution.So he thought about it.

"It's not just her, I have had second contact with many people I have experienced before.

After the treatment of the wounded patients I took over, I still think about how the treatment went.Whether there is a risk of secondary recurrence; whether there is an error in the judgment of the degree of wound healing; whether there is any infection bacteria that were not found during the incubation period; whether the associated symptoms have completely subsided.

Variety.These are all the information I will collect when I have the opportunity.Being responsible to patients also lays a foundation for future research and refinement.

The profession of a doctor can only gain experience in clinical operations and post-rehabilitation observations.

I will apply the experience gained from them to other patients. "

The doctor stopped and looked at Liz.

"You too."

"Can I... be a part of you too?" Liz said inexplicably.

"..." The doctor thought that he didn't say anything wrong, and he didn't understand anything wrong.So he answered with confidence. "Ok."

"Is that so..." The eyes of the little girl lying on the sleeping bag faltered, and then suddenly fixed.

"So, is she too?"

"If you're talking about the mercenary, yes."

"……All right…"

The doctor shook his head, not understanding what Liz was thinking.Then move the topic to other things.

"You said you have a goal you want to strive for, so you must seize every minute and every second. At least I will try my best to help you within the scope of what I can do."

"Well?"

"So, Liz. Can you read?"

"...?"

Small head, big question mark.

"Huh... I see."

The doctor closed his eyes.

A long way to go.

……

Leaving behind a notebook filled with words of various syllables and simple pronunciations, the doctor stepped out of the tent.

No matter how powerful the little map was, he couldn't see through his clothes whether other people's hair was flourishing or not, and he couldn't figure out the patient's condition without observing closely.

If he is alone, he still has the confidence to sneak in front of the patient in this situation.

After all, it will be invisible.

The Doctor slowly made his way to the edge of their camp, the land illuminated only by scattered lights from the sky.

The bonfire will attract other predators in the dark.In addition to wild creatures and origin stone creatures, there are fellow mercenaries.

In this chaotic age, nothing is unexpected.

There are also many different races in the Sarkaz, and some of them have pretty good night vision.

Or worse, night vision goggles.

The pale white light of the Overseer's cloak flashed past, without attracting anyone's attention.The doctor slowly approached the camp of the mercenaries.

The small map was not affected at night, and he didn't want to get close to test the intuition of the mercenaries, so he found a spacious place, bypassing the sight of their night watchmen.

There was their whispering on the wind, and the Doctor's good hearing heard things that weren't his own as a DT should know.

A few minutes later, he found the injured person.

She crouched against the side of the carriage, and stood beside the spear tied with a red cloth.

The doctor looked around, and there were no other mercenaries that were too close.

That would be easier.

He squatted down slightly, quickly covered her mouth with one hand, and stopped her waist with the other to avoid being discovered.

Then, when the female mercenary was struggling in panic, he said something in her ear.

"Relax, it's me, doctor."

"Huh?!" The doctor slowly loosened her waist.

"I'm here to examine you. I'll be leaving soon. Don't be afraid."

She nodded.

The doctor let go of his hand covering his mouth, and apologized.

"Sorry, because I don't want other incidents to happen, so I made this move."

The female mercenary looked confused and reached out to touch his arm. "Why can't I see you?"

"...Sorry. I have special concealment skills." The doctor reached out and touched her palm. "This is not a place to talk, if possible, can we change the place?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The female mercenary spoke indifferently.

She is not afraid that the doctor will harm her. In fact, without the doctor, she would have died long ago.If this eccentric doctor wants her to do something, then she will definitely help.

What's more, it's an inspection, so nothing will happen.