Chapter 68

Fang Yue had only one tael of Silver on him, and hadn't even collected his Deputy Captain's benefits yet.

If that old money-grubber takes his pulse, he'll force a sale and leave you stripped bare.

Fang Yue quickly hid behind Lord Han, and as An Shenyi chased after him, Lord Han casually grabbed his wrist.

"An Shenyi, stop fooling around. I'll cover Xiao Ye's fee—details can wait until we get inside the village."

An Shenyi's face lit up with joy: "Good! I love guys like Lord Han—generous fools… ah no, great benefactors!"

That remark…

Lord Han remained utterly calm, as if he didn't care at all.

But the others couldn't help muttering to themselves, growing increasingly uneasy about An Shenyi.

Lin Ling also disliked An Shenyi's obsession with money, but thinking of Hua Wuye, he reluctantly drew closer.

"An Shenyi, Xiao Ye is perfectly healthy—just a minor ailment, easily cured by your skill. But there's a Captain in the village who urgently needs your help! Otherwise, he won't survive the night!"

Lin Ling exaggerated Hua Wuye's injuries, but An Shenyi's brow twitched.

"What nonsense! Night Night's consultation fee is already so high… cough! I mean, Night Night's Qi Deviation is so severe—I'm supposed to ignore him and treat someone on the brink of death? No! Unless you offer more than his fee!"

I fucking—

Lin Ling instantly understood Fang Yue's earlier urge to kill.

He glared at An Shenyi, then held back and said: "His Qi Deviation's already healed! Save Hua Wuye first—she's the one in grave danger!"

Healed?!

An Shenyi was stunned.

My consultation fee is gone?!

He rushed to take Fang Yue's pulse, making Fang Yue wish he could chop off his own hand.

One tael per touch—who can afford this?! This guy's even worse at fleecing people than I am!

"An Shenyi, stop playing around! Xiao Ye's Qi Deviation really is healed—but he's got a new problem. Let's get inside the village first."

"Then my consultation fee…?"

"Same rate."

An Shenyi immediately relaxed—money was all that mattered; who cared if Fang Yue lived or died?

He gave Lord Han a thumbs-up: "Awesome! Generous! I love guys like you, Lord Han! Let's go inside."

Lin Ling hurriedly said: "What about Hua Wuye…?"

"Will you pay?"

"I… I can't afford a high price."

"No treatment!"

Lord Han sighed: "How much is missing? I'll cover it. You've seen Hua Wuye—she's one of our village's three Captains. Her survival matters greatly to the village."

Matters greatly? That means I can charge more!

An Shenyi's eyes darted, then he nodded: "Then treat Hua Wuye first!"

Lin Ling looked at Lord Han with gratitude; Lord Han merely nodded, as if indifferent to the loss, radiating an air of extreme wealth.

But as the group turned back toward the village entrance, An Shenyi suddenly said: "The girl I brought on my back—Xiao Ye, carry her into the village with you."

An Shenyi was pointing at Fang Yue, who immediately changed expression.

Is this old bastard both perverted and money-crazed?

"You… take her into the village? What for?"

"To study her. Might even dissect her to see how her anatomy differs from ours."

Well, that excuse somehow made sense.

But Fang Yue thought there was nothing worth studying—before Advent, this thing was just a corpse.

Carrying the girl, Fang Yue noticed her body was quite attractive—twin buns, delicate features, just a bit short.

But she was only sixteen or seventeen; she could still grow taller.

As the group returned, An Shenyi eagerly circled the ever-arriving refugees, then ordered Lin Ling and others to carry several more refugees of varying ages into the village.

Technically, this violated protocol—but with Lord Han's silent approval, no one dared object.

That's the advantage of having a specialized skill.

Good medical skill means you can do whatever you want.

Niu Niu and other players gathered at the village entrance watched this scene, their eyes brimming with envy.

Who could tell that An Shenyi was bringing several player corpses into the village?

No one knew which players would claim those bodies.

These first-wave players had struggled desperately to enter the village, while these corpses got the privilege without lifting a finger.

Comparing oneself to others kills you!

If they hadn't already been driven to despair by Fang Yue, they'd definitely break down now.

"Maybe only Lucky Package players can Advent onto those incoming corpses."

"I think there's a connection—shout up to the top, and they quietly slot their own people into those bodies."

"So sour and spicy! Rich people stroll in freely, while the poor watch helplessly!"

"Strongly protest this unfair system! Firmly oppose this unfair mechanism!"

"Unfair? Then go complain to Lord Han!"

The speaker fell silent immediately.

Complain to Lord Han? That'd cost more than a few lives.

Yelling slogans was fine—but actually confronting an NPC? You'd be dead. Best you could do was log off and post rants on the official forum.

By the time Fang Yue and the others entered the village, the Guard Team had already lit the Human Soul Bonfire outside, preventing the refugees from dying of the Night Cold Invasion, and had left someone to guard it, ready to report any anomalies to Lord Han or the Captain.

"Ye Ge! Ye Ge! Ye Ge, save me! If I attain wealth and rank, I won't forget you!"

Fang Yue had just entered the village when Niu Niu's loud voice blared out.

But he was firmly blocked by the Guard Team members—he couldn't get in at all—until Fang Yue gave an order, whereupon he scurried over, clutching his severed hand and heart.

As soon as he burst in, he fell to his knees with a thud, howling loudly, tears and snot streaming down his face as he clung to An Shenyi's legs, wailing about his misery, trying to win sympathy.

After that ordeal at the village gate involving the refugees, Niu Niu wouldn't mistake the person.

But…

"Get out!! Who the hell are you?!"

An Shenyi kicked Niu Niu away.

No money? You think you can get An Shenyi to treat you? He'd spit on you just to avoid wasting saliva!

"An Shenyi, An Shenyi, please save me! I'm so miserable—I'm the most miserable person in the whole village! You're a healer with a compassionate heart, save me!"

Fang Yue remembered—he'd ignored Niu Niu's frantic messages earlier and forgotten to tell him what kind of person An Shenyi was.

If you have no money, An Shenyi is stone-hearted.

But if you have money, An Shenyi is a healer with a compassionate heart.

"I won't save him! Look at him—he's a beggar! Lin Captain, don't you control your people?!"

Lin Ling wanted to intervene—every second delayed made Hua Wuye's condition more dangerous.

But this man had been let in by Fang Yue, clearly known to him, so Lin Ling couldn't just throw him out.

Lin Ling looked at Fang Yue; Lord Han was also waiting for Fang Yue's decision, and An Shenyi, curious, turned to look at Fang Yue too.

Why did it seem like everyone in Gu Yue Cun subtly deferred to Yeye's opinion? He was just a Deputy Captain and a patient, at most someone Lord Han particularly favored.

Was there some hidden reason behind this?

All of them stared at Fang Yue, making his skin crawl.

Why are you all looking at me? Niu Niu wants treatment—do as you please. Do I have to pay for his medicine?

As Fang Yue was thinking this, he saw Niu Niu's eyes dart around.

"An Shenyi, if you save me, Ye Ge will handle the money problem!"

Fang Yue:!!!

Three chapters for today are done.

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