Chapter 127: I

The players laughed and chatted as they returned to the front‑line camp, only to find the dogfolk still waiting expectantly.

One by one they started lighting firecrackers, some even waving their hands.

"Stop looking, there won't be any more dog‑heads in this hole!"

For the players, this might just be a small success in a long gaming career.

But for the dogfolk, it was already enough to bring tears to their eyes.

With great vengeance avenged, they beat drums and gongs to welcome the players back to Dog Village, laying out the most sumptuous feast.

Da Huang even solemnly presented his own hand‑carved ancestor and deceased tablets, respectfully lighting a few incense sticks.

"Ancestors, friends, today Da Huang has a great piece of happy news to tell you…"

As he spoke, bean‑sized tears welled up in his eyes.

Seeing Lao Mianbao sobbing so hard his back couldn't straighten, Fu Le and Zhao Jun hurried up to help.

"Quick, quick, I've been waiting for days, it hurts me to death…"

Though it was only a slightly out‑of‑tune string instrument and a rather clumsy hand drum, it was enough to accompany the joyous banquet.

Not until the famous cosplayer Xi He, or rather Wang Shu, took the stage and performed a dance did the increasingly abstract banquet atmosphere return to normal.

Daring to sell something that cost only a dozen copper coins at such a high price, Ji Ming even felt he deserved to be hung by a street lamp.

Ji Ming understood without a word.

Suppressing the urge to block Bai Yesheng outright, Ji Ming quickly lay on the bed and began to catch up on sleep.

???

Ji Ming could only raise his arm and keep blocking continuously.

After tasting it carefully for a moment, he realized it was the guilt he thought he had long discarded.

"Take care, don't let the wound get wet for the next few days."

The adventurer lowered his head, stared for a moment, and exclaimed

Ji Ming checked the counter and the treatment room again, confirmed everything was normal, and returned to the lobby.

Glancing at the already slightly rotting wound on his arm, Ji Ming quickly had him lie on the treatment bed.

"No, why are you more excited than I am!"

"If you go crazy again, throw it on the ground!"

The players shouted more excitedly than when they watched Wang Shu, filling the hall with laughter and merriment, causing the audience in the bullet screen to instantly turn sour on the spot.

Ji Ming was suddenly choked, a strange emotion bubbling up from deep inside.

He gave Ji Ming a look, his cracked lips moving slightly,

Yet Da Huang's few old tears were only an interlude; the bustling crowd and celebration ceremony were tonight's main theme.

Ji Ming never took part, merely observing the group of players quietly from the side.

It's hard to imagine that the second program with any professionalism was Qiang Zi and Ao Li's 100% synchronized Xi'an Slow Swing.

Ji Ming was about to talk about the curse‑treatment a month ago when a limping patient walked into the Clinic.

They started with a strummed song, and the players and doggies began a series of embarrassingly funny talent shows one after another.

The adventurer immediately pulled a money bag from his pocket, paid the consultation fee, and respectfully placed it on the counter.

"Merciful doctor, may the God of Holy Light bless you…"

"How is it? After changing the place to sleep, can you rest well?"

……

"Then they started fighting, clanging and crashing for several hours…"

"Because I'm more honest than you, I like the big ones, I'll watch, after all I'm the one having fun!"

For Ji Ming, these were already routine operations, completed the treatment cleanly without any fuss.

Although the wound had been neglected for a while, it showed signs of inflammation and pus.

"Don't worry, the Clinic won't close its doors easily again."

"Let me guess, the woman has a mole on her chest, and the man has a big nose."

The bitter critic spoke with righteous confidence.

A frowning adventurer stood outside the door.

"I think… maybe it's the same everywhere."

As a normal person with hands and feet, it's incomprehensible that an adventurer could let an injury fester like this; guided by professional ethics, Ji Ming began to inquire in detail.

"Hey hey hey, did you see that? When she turned her back just now, that twist was too strong!"

Fortunately, Ku Cha Zi was still there…

"What's wrong, is something uncomfortable?"

Pushing open the decoction room, a drawer on the medicine table was already pulled out, holding familiar cushions and plates.

Holding a newly bought sharp knife, he gave a slight nod.

"Doctor, why are you suddenly smiling with a hint of relief?"

AdaiEr pouted, dark circles perched on her face.

【Hahaha, reminds me of high school when the old principal took the stage and started an old‑age disco】

So Ji Ming grabbed a soft tube, rinsed while checking his wound.

"Fine, there's nothing embarrassing to say,"

"The price list is right here."

He kept muttering, leaving the Clinic with gratitude.

If you really want to make money, you still have to work on the high‑end line.

AdaiEr pressed both hands together, then turned her face away.

But at that moment, a harsh clamor came from outside the door.

Watching Bai Yesheng log off normally, Ji Ming also returned to the Clinic.

In fact, he had asked Da Huang, and the players had caused a ruckus in Dog Village, pestering the villagers all day, yet the dog never uttered a single complaint.

The wound wasn't serious, but after it began to rot, the stench and pus mingled together, becoming quite penetrating.

Yet AdaiEr shook her head.

The gathering lasted until dawn, and the exhausted players finally dispersed.

An employee's work condition is still quite important, Ji Ming hurriedly asked.

Good, although Mouse Kid wasn't present, we still managed to locate the organization.

The adventurer might have become numb from the pain, and the weather‑worn face showed no change in expression.

The little girl opened her mouth, hesitated, and could only let out a long sigh.

But for many people in Sunshine City, not to mention Rejuvenation Third Generation, even using Rejuvenation First Generation is a considerable expense.

"You are truly kind!"

For half a morning, the old customers from Outer City kept coming, all rushing over after hearing the Clinic had reopened to treat their ailments.

But after several days of cohabitation and struggle, this mutually exploitative relationship clearly changed.

No take‑away! No credit! No bargaining!

Moreover, even though living costs have risen considerably, Ji Ming doesn't intend to raise prices here.

He expected AdaiEr to be the first to arrive, but before the Clinic's door could even be opened, it was knocked.

Unlike many places in Outer City that still rely on well water, Inner City's pipe system is far more advanced and even has a mage team dedicated to cleaning water sources, so the treatment rooms now have a continuous supply of tap water.

"Damn!"

After sending off patient after patient, he boiled a pot of water to brew some cooling tea and take a break.

【There's something about this old man; back then he must have been the dance hall's bully】

"No, that man has a wine‑stained nose."

The answer obtained was that the players left the Sanctum, made Dog Village their new "Base", and were busy all day handling the villagers' quests and troubles.

"Using Rejuvenation First Generation costs twenty copper coins, treating a complex wound another twenty copper coins… round up to zero, total fifty copper coins."

"No, there isn't."

"Shall I speak to the inn's owner for you and switch to a quieter room?"

Ji Ming followed him to the Clinic's entrance, gave a couple of reminders, and looked up at the sky still shrouded in dark clouds.

"Has the price not changed?"

…

Muttered.

"I just love looking at girls; watching them makes me feel happy inside and out."

"Last night, a man and a woman lived next door; they…"

Bai Yesheng's eyes were about to stick to Wang Shu, and despite his resistance, they pressed back again.

"You're so excited you pinch your own leg; don't claw at me!"

"No, no, no, I'm fine, just happy, just happy…"

【Chief Fu, that wasn't posted by me!】

【Chief Fu played well! The head of the copywriting department Zhang An sincerely watches!】

He stretched lazily toward the sunrise behind the Cloud Empress, turned his head, and saw AdaiEr appearing at the crossroads.

【Wuwu, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to play Code Name Sun Moon now!】

He was still pondering.

"Because I'm poor…"

For example…

【It really feels like watching the Spring Festival gala N years ago, why are they all so…】

They wanted the quest reward on one hand and the quest objective on the other— they needed each other to fulfill their own expectations.

"Speaking of it, can this game give us some cool gear? These clothes are too plain; we need more black stockings!"

"It's okay, at least it's better than sleeping on the street."

The adventurer's facial pain eased considerably, but the first thing he did upon sitting up was glance around.

【So even if it's just to look at girls, I have to live two more years!】

【Whoa】

"Hold on a moment."

Even though I now have SpiritGathering Liquid, I can barely appreciate the effect of Rejuvenation Fourth Generation.

After all, with this miserable bunch, even if we scrape every bone clean and squeeze them dry, how much oil can we actually render?

【That's about right (sweating soybean)】

"It wasn't a big deal to begin with… I'm not a child; it's the middle of the night and another man with a long face shows up…"

There was no choice; he hurriedly took AdaiEr and began work.

Some friendship, warmth, and … developed between the players and the dogs.

…

Whenever used, it's twenty each time; for critically injured patients, the price starts at gold coins.

After a short nap to regain energy, he pulled out SpiritGathering Liquid from his chest pocket, took two sips, and the first day in Inner City began.

He cuts away the rotting flesh on the wound little by little, then stops the bleeding and applies medicine.

"It's... a bit noisy."

These past few days the snow leopard and the lynx have been tinkering with the whole instrument, and last night they finally succeeded in creating the finished product.

"Doctor, help quickly, I can't hold on..."

Anyway, brewing some cheap potions on the side isn't a big deal; just make a few, and consider it a good deed.

He holds up his fingers and begins tallying.

?

"Doctor, you're on duty today, aren't you?"

Uh, could it be that a wild boar man lives in the inn, the kind whose snoring shakes the heavens?

"There is more than one doctor in Sunshine City; why did it have to be delayed until today?"

His finger slides over the price list, which reads: Rejuvenation Fourth Generation — twenty silver coins.

He pushes away Bai Yesheng, who was launching a chain of attacks at him, and Ji Ming delivers a hammer strike to her Tianling Cover.

"Damn..."

Seeing the livestock gathered in a circle around Miss Samoyed, Ji Ming hurriedly rechecked the Harmony System.

When the mood finally peaked, even Uncle Hua, who had drunk several cups of sour fruit wine, took off his coat and went to the bonfire, performing a somewhat clumsy and raw Thunder Dance for everyone.

Ji Ming interrupted her description.

But for Ji Ming, it was nothing more than material easier than the first three multiple‑choice questions on the college entrance math exam—well‑trodden ground, extremely simple.