Chapter 99: Could It Be That I'm Just Too Evil?

Launched the first batch of class‑change quests, finalized the direction for the second round of quests, and after Ji Ming finished arranging all the content for the next version, he beautifully beat the players again.

The sky grew brighter, another hectic night came to an end.

The Fourth Generation Rejuvenation elixir had become Ji Ming's life‑extending water; leaning on a snow‑white giant radish, he gulped two swallows with a gulping sound.

He was about to go to the little boss, humming and whining to complain, when he saw a line.

【I'm very busy, simultaneously grinding 114 papers and 514 game accounts, what's up?】

……

【Nothing, love you】

Happiness is something you make; when you're sleepy you have medicine, when you're angry there are players to oppress, and Ji Ming suddenly felt that perhaps he wasn't that difficult after all.

But after taking Xi Er Wei Ya to patrol the site, he, already ready to clock out, frowned again.

Standing in the sanctum's corridor, he lifted his head.

「Bu Long Fei Er De, come out for the meeting. 」

There was no reply, only a dragon tail hanging down from the loft, swaying symbolically.

But this time Ji Ming wasn't going to joke around with the lazy dog; this crooked, evil wind must be cut off harshly!

He simply waved his hand.

「Xi Er Wei Ya, pull her down for me! 」

The Archangel, being low‑maintenance, didn't hesitate at all, nodded and flew up.

「I don't want to, I don't want to go down! 」

Bu Long Fei Er De clung hard to the edge, but in the end was forcibly pulled down by Xi Er Wei Ya.

「Y‑you‑you, don't think just because you're a Supreme Deity I won't dare hit you! 」

Like a turtle hung upside down, Bu Long Fei Er De flailed his limbs in the air, continuously struggling, uttering a feeble threat.

Ji Ming ignored her and snapped his fingers.

「Let's go. 」

The teleport activated, and the three appeared at Holy Tree Lake the next second.

「Supreme Deity, may I ask if you have any other business? 」

These past days, Ge Rui Sen has been growing wildly, having used his roots to create an island centered on a giant tree within the lake.

「There's something big. 」

Ji Ming summoned two maps and enlarged them before everyone.

「This map is from three days ago when the closed beta first started, and this one is the current real‑time map. 」

Following the wooden stick in his hand, he saw that in the northern part of the Training Arena, many creatures that were previously conscious had all fallen into a frenzy.

This is the fundamental reason why, even after several days, no player has encountered an ogre yet.

— Their Tribe has been surrounded by all kinds of raging beasts, cut off from the world.

「If it were only that, it could be explained as a demonic Qi leak, but today, above the dungeon, the Dark Forest also erupted a large‑scale rampage of ferocious beasts attacking people. 」

Pointing farther north of the Training Arena, Ji Ming gave his final conclusion.

「I suspect there's a problem at the Ancient Battlefield; to keep the closed beta running smoothly, we need to send someone to guard it. 」

「Xi Er Wei Ya will be responsible for patrolling the arena, she's busy; which of you two will guard the Northern Passage? 」

Having said that, he looked at Bu Long Fei Er De.

Bu Long Fei Er De clapped his mouth and curled up on the ground.

「Although I seem still alive, I've actually been gone for a while... 」

Ji Ming, pained, immediately began to loudly criticize.

「Bu Long Fei Er De, as a silver dragon, do you think this is acceptable? 」

However, the silver dragon famed for being helpful was unmoved, only muffling a sound.

「Whatever, if you're not happy you can go find another metal dragon. 」

He added after speaking.

「Oh, you could also look for some female five‑colored dragons; after all, they love clean meat worms like you. 」

「Maybe they'll bully you beyond resistance, then turn into various forms... 」

Ji Ming was stunned.

「What, is there such a good thing? 」

……

「No, Xi Er Wei Ya, I want you to help me beat her! 」

「Understood! 」

The Archangel swung his great sword, unleashing a wave of flame.

「Hey hey hey! 」

Seeing the two great beings about to start forcefully tearing him apart, Ge Rui Sen hurriedly shouted to stop the battle.

「Why didn't you ask me first? I have a way! 」

The bark split open, and several various creatures—though not overly exaggerated in shape, still composed of grass, wood, and leaves—came out.

「As a treefolk druid, they are my 'organs'; I can dispatch them to the north to guard, what do you think? 」

Since Ge Rui Sen presented a feasible plan, Ji Ming thought it over and agreed.

And Xi Er Wei Ya, seeing that the Supreme Deity had agreed, also reined in the flaming sword edge.

But before leaving, she whispered a warning.

「Bu Long Fei Er De, if there is another time, I will never tolerate you speaking to the Supreme Deity like that again! 」

Heh heh heh, how pitiful, just like a maid!

The silver dragon, after climbing up to the attic, responded with a continuous tongue‑spitting technique.

Not bothering with their argument any longer, Ji Ming returned to the Clinic.

Ah, finally I can rest a bit, feels like today is quite suitable for a break…

Lying on the bed, looking at Mouse Kid squatting beside him, he gave a questioning glance.

Mouse Kid stretched out a paw and pointed toward the window.

And it wasn't a simple point; it was a frantic, thousand‑hand Guanyin‑like gesturing at everything around.

Someone… a lot of people… all humans?

Ji Ming was stunned; even if the six major sects existed, this wasn't Bright Summit, so why were they squatting outside with dawn approaching?

He had to tiptoe down from the main hall, silently approaching the cat eye.

The fact proved that the end of overtime is rarely relief, but more overtime.

Outside the door, all kinds of wounded were piled up, all eagerly waiting for the Clinic to open.

As for why they didn't break in and start the outer‑city special zero‑yuan purchase…

Although the Clinic's main clientele are adventurers, this place ultimately belongs to the Commercial Union.

Upon discovering a group of adventurers blockading the place, they immediately dispatched a handler to guard.

And Ji Ming's Clinic has always been a key protection target of the Fengzhao family hunters, so when they sensed trouble here they also sent people over quickly.

For the sake of the Adventurers' Association's face, they stopped the handler from expelling the adventurers, but would never tolerate reckless actions.

So the two sides faced off, stalemating from midnight until dawn.

A huge crowd blocked the entrance; trying to play dead and slip through seemed impossible.

Ji Ming thought briefly, then simply opened the door with confidence.

He put on a panicked yet apologetic demeanor and began to lie publicly.

Sorry everyone, I was terrified and scared yesterday and got a bit hurt; I collapsed on the bed and passed out, and when I woke up, so many people were gathered outside.

Anyway, my persona in Sunlight City is harmless, so courting a cheap doctor is more beneficial than oppression—makes sense!

No need to say more, we understand, hurry and apply some miracle potion to me!

The adventurers rushed to treat their wounds one after another, having no time for anything else.

Oh my, my arm is still hanging, don't waste any time.

So amid the chatter, the matter was brushed aside.

This batch of wounded, overall, wasn't as severe as last night.

—after all, if everyone were half‑dead, a night would have passed.

they would have cooled down.

Even with AdaiEr arriving to help midway, the two of them worked until afternoon before sending off all patients.

Until night fell and the main door was locked, Ji Ming, exhausted from the day, finally enjoyed a brief moment of peace.

Unfortunately, it was truly only a moment.

He had previously arranged with Ms. Buluowa; today he was to go over to study.

And he had just inspected the medicine cabinet and storage room; after intensive use, the last bit of medicine was completely depleted.

Having no choice, Ji Ming dozed briefly, then rose from the sofa, threw on a coat, and left through the back door.

Carrying a sealed breath talisman, he navigated the maze of dark alleys and soon arrived at the Sick Tree Materials Shop.

You're here?

Following Buluowa to the training ground, Ji Ming selected a staff weighted at the tip.

Although he couldn't learn martial techniques or understand magic, the most basic combat skills could still be grasped.

There was a powerful half‑elf as instructor, and a player as a gold‑medal sparring partner.

Ji Ming may not have progressed at lightning speed, but his agility was considerably better than before.

Not bad, at least a bit smarter than I imagined.

Ignoring Lao Nv Shi's odd praise, after the first training round he used the break to ask her about the feral beasts.

As a long‑lived race, even half of them are living encyclopedias.

The so‑called ferocity is actually due to a strange influence.

Buluowa thought briefly, then spoke fluently.

You may not sense it, but I've been observing for a long time; lately, not only the Dark Forest but also the southern wasteland, the strangeness has become increasingly active.

Now it only affects the wild, but at this pace it will sooner or later spread to civilized lands.

She paused briefly and advised.

Those adventurer squads have no choice, but Ji Ming, you are a doctor; I suggest you stop joining adventures in the future.

In general, Ji Ming only nodded, giving no definite answer.

Buluowa did not press the matter further; after the break, she started the second training round.

Is it my illusion, why does Lao Nv Shi seem to hit harder each time?

After being flung again by the staff, Ji Ming landed flat on the ground.

Ms. Buluowa, I've been busy all day and truly have no strength left…

A silver dragon showed him through its actions that cheating and evading are shameful but useful.

Buluowa didn't believe his words, but seeing his pitiful look, she could only shake her head.

If one day you get into a fight with someone…

I definitely won't reveal the master!

Listening to Ji Ming's resolute words, she froze for a moment and said softly.

"I was trying to say, that I wanted you to come find me quickly…"

But she swallowed a coal‑like throat and, when she slurred, it came out in a garbled string; Ji Ming took it as Lao Nv Shi venting, and hurriedly focused on pretending to be dead.

He had to see the act through, so he lay on the ground for several minutes before getting up.

He gave a light cough and moved up to Buluowa's side.

"Um… Ms. Buluowa, I have another matter I'd like to ask you to help with."

The half‑elf gave him a glance and lowered her eyebrows.

"Speak."

After watching a shooting fire meteor and learning the Sheath‑Wind Sweep in one glance, he, while envious, also realized something.

—Is it possible that I, Ji Ming, am actually a rogue master?

He weighed his words carefully.

"Do you have any… not‑so‑normal, I mean, uh, more obscure magic you could teach me?"

"Hmm?"

Buluowa let out a light hum, her murky single eye fixed on him.

"Do you wish to learn black magic?"

"Or perhaps you want to study necromancy or soul spells?"

Listening to the other's slightly angry questioning, Ji Ming quickly explained.

"It's not that; I just want to see if there's any simple tricks or the like I could learn, just to boost my confidence."

"Is that so?"

Buluowa finally let out a sigh and lectured.

"Don't, because the proper path is blocked, start thinking about crooked or perverse methods."

"As a pharmacist, you say other things are useless; making good medicine is the proper way."

"Hah, wanting to walk the proper path, that also needs my paradoxical luck to agree…"

However, being short‑handed and soft‑mouthed, Ji Ming kept nodding and brushed the matter off.

"More obscure magic does indeed exist, but the vast majority are useless things."

"However, there are still some special little gadgets that can serve a certain purpose in daily life or combat."

Buluowa walked over to the weapons rack.

Snapping her fingers, the Ignition Technique Ji Ming had previously learned swirled around her fingertip.

Then she lightly brushed the gun's tip, and a marvel occurred: though it was steel, the tip burned with an unending flame.

"The Enchanting Art can bind your magical effect onto inanimate objects."

Buluowa, while explaining, lifted the long spear.

Guided by her arm, the flaming tip traced a beautiful arc in the air, extremely dazzling.

"Although it sounds impressive, the amount of mana it can hold is quite limited; it's basically for play."

"But if you need it, learning it wouldn't hurt."

Ji Ming nodded, holding the flame‑enchanted shovel in his hands.

"I've already learned it, thank you!"

Buluowa was silent for a moment, then waved her hand irritably.

"That's all for today; you should leave quickly, I still want to live a few more years!"

Ji Ming was about to take his leave when he suddenly remembered.

"By the way, Ms. Buluowa, there's one more thing."

"The medicine in the Clinic has run out; do you have any stock here?"

"Now I have a daytime job and a night job, and in spare time I have to do this and that; whatever can be done, it's best to finish it in one go."

After sincerely thanking her, Ji Ming hoisted a large sack, and, under the effect of a Breath‑Holding Talisman, headed toward the Clinic.

"Sss—, why does it feel a bit like working late and going home, wandering alone outside?"

Walking alone in the dim alley, he couldn't help recalling his past life.

Unfortunately, the outer city's night has no late‑night barbecue, only scum you can see everywhere.

Doing good deeds without taking credit, he knocked a few ambushing thieves unconscious with a stone, then returned to the Clinic's back door.

The back of the Clinic is a neglected courtyard; after the last time a clumsy thief climbed over the wall and slipped in, Ji Ming installed a natural barbed‑wire fence made of thorns here.

Pulling out a key and turning the door, he yawned and went back to the second floor.

"Ah, I can finally sleep…"

Yet just as he finished wrapping the quilt and closed his eyes, he heard thudding sounds coming from the first floor.

An ominous premonition rose in his mind; he had to affix a Breath‑Holding Talisman and go down from the second floor.

He discovered that in the Clinic's main hall, a heavily wounded strong man lay at that moment.

Looking closely, it was the debt collector Ku Po, who had previously been lively while collecting rent.

Ji Ming slapped his forehead.

"Why does this feel familiar…"