The plan was quickly refined.
"In theory, it’s not just the doctors who are contaminated; every patient who visits the Hospital will be contaminated by ’Delusion’ and beco a potential anchor."
"But in the future, all those who seek treatnt will be animals. Even if these animals are contaminated, it’s innocuous; they can be slaughtered... It won’t affect social stability. Thus, the power of ’Delusion’ will be completely dissipated, like water that can’t be scooped back."
"Can the contaminated pork still be eaten?"
"It should be edible... For caution, this pork can be used for premium animal feed or even to feed fish. Oh... and the inexhaustible ’source’."
"Nowadays, the price of source is really too high; it has beco an urgently needed strategic material for countries."
After planning all this, the way everyone looked at this young girl changed instantly; the Hospital had truly beco a gold and silver mine! And this young girl was the Treasure Hunter responsible for mining it.
Even if ’Delusion’ discovered the plan, all the anchors would have been made into source, then consud. Even if it beca furious, it would have nowhere to apply its anger!
Soon, the mbers of the Black-clothed Guard, through the audio devices in the drones, recounted the complete plan.
"Ah... Inject ’its’ power into pigs? Have pigs play the role of doctors? Have animals be the patients! Can this really work? Regularly slaughtering doctor-pigs and patient-pigs... Is this... exploitation?" Feng Ling shook to her core when she heard the plan.
What kind of people was she facing?
Jackals?
Leopards?
They might as well be gluttonous creatures!
But could the Demon God truly be so insulted?
The twenty-sothing Feng Ling was baffled, but upon thinking it over, being worlds apart and with her assistance, this seemingly... was a good idea? After all, pigs are also life forms of this world and could indeed be used as anchors.
Why didn’t I think of this thod?
Feng Ling’s cheeks flushed, she stamred bravely, "But we, at the very least, need to maintain the existence of Qingtian Hospital superficially..."
"Otherwise, ’it’ may think the plan has failed and stop investing power."
"And also, we need to control the performance of the Hospital, not letting it develop too well or too poorly."
"Of course, a lukewarm pig farming model, that we are best at, then we will establish a pig farm with a capacity of one million nearby, providing all-in-one service."
"At the sa ti, if you have any requests, feel free to put them forth."
"After all, you are the main person in charge of the animal Hospital, and you have made a significant contribution. We will agree to reasonable requests."
...
...
Wang Hao was dumbfounded as he watched the storyline unfold in the mirror: Feng Ling and the Black-clothed Guard reached a ’World Level’ grand agreent to continuously inject the power stemming from ’it’ into the pigs.
Representatives of the two worlds bound their everlasting friendship amid an atmosphere of joyful freeloading.
It was... quite the drama.
He ca back to his senses, instinctively applauding, "This Feng Ling is really a treasure, she can even help make money, no wonder she wasn’t made a ga character... because she’s responsible for earning money!"
"Freeloading off a Demon God’s Spiritual Ability... just thinking about it makes feel rich, the Black-clothed Guard has hit the jackpot!"
Old Wang was so happy that he couldn’t stop shifting in his seat, the more he thought about it, the more fun it seed!
As for the money earned by the Black-clothed Guard, wasn’t that—my money?
As the ’Planet Captain’, he wished the local organization could grow stronger.
Otherwise, in so disasters, they really wouldn’t be effective.
After calming down, he deeply felt that the Black-clothed Guard deserved to be the strongest force on Blue Star; just their courage to freeload and seize opportunities was enough to make them powerful. A little fleece from a Demon God Level creature, casually plucked, was worth a lifeti of hard labor for others!
"But first let’s set this aside... How should I write a more complete set of Rules?"
"What about suggesting to the Dean to start a veterinary departnt?"
"Build another new building? Right! Why am I so clever!"
Wang Hao slapped his forehead and fell into deep thought.
The ga’s otherworldly realm had already been controlled by ’Delusion’ and was fundantally different from the world in which the Black-clothed Guard existed.
More departnts, an additional building—would ’it’ react?
It probably wouldn’t...
’It’ had a strong will to maintain the existence of the Hospital and to promote the reputation of Qingtian Hospital.
Another departnt, a few more patients, ’it’ should...
be willing, right?!
But the number of doctors was limited, after all, the mories controlled by it were only of those who died in disasters.
A single mory couldn’t be simultaneously injected into two people’s minds; that was the limit of ’its’ ability.
"As the Hospital expands, there will appear signs of staff shortage; many positions will lack manpower. Either recruit more general doctors, or don’t recruit, but either way, the extrely high cure rate might drop a bit."
"Moreover, turning patients into animals can anchor a part of ’it’, transferring it onto the animals..."
"When a doctor’s soul exhausts and dies, a random forr patient who has been here will be selected as the new doctor."
"Maybe this ti the selection might also fall onto an animal?"
"It’s just a possibility..."
Actually, this Rule couldn’t save everyone, but it was the best idea that could be thought of for now.
Wang Hao sighed, returned to his office, and wrote the new rules on paper.
Then, he knocked on the dean’s office door.
"Co in."
The dean was a middle-aged man in his fifties who seed to share the sa face with every dean of every hospital: serious, old-fashioned, with fingers yellowed from smoking, and... a serious way of speaking.
"Mr. Dean, I’ve drafted an announcent, would you please take a look," Wang Hao handed over the letter.
"An announcent?" the dean sighed, then personally poured him a glass of water.
"Director Zhou, I know you have many doubts in your mind, but... sotis, we can only make do and live in the present."
"Dean, please take a look at this letter," Wang Hao took the cup of water, "I spent a lot of ti drafting this announcent."
"Alright."
The dean opened the letter and glanced at it casually.
"Our hospital is the best hospital in the world. We volunteer to devote ourselves to the dical profession, adhere to the spirit of humanitarianism, firmly believe in saving lives and helping the injured, respect patients’ rights, and treat all lives equally."
"We excel not only in treating humans but all creatures on Earth!"
What does that an?
The dean was a bit confused by these suggestions, treating animals?
After looking for a while, he realized it was suggesting building a new building specifically for treating animals.
"Starting a new departnt, a veterinary departnt, is... is this appropriate?" he asked, frowning.
Wang Hao said, "Of course it’s appropriate, veterinarians are doctors too, right? A veterinary hospital is still a hospital. Animals are our patients too, and not just animals, but other life forms as well!"
For instance, oddities.
However, that sentence could not be written.
"We should carry the banner of Qingtian Hospital forward."
"Please think it over carefully. Treating animals does have so benefits," Wang Hao said softly, sitting in his seat.
As for the direct benefits, it could increase doctors’ average lifespan. After all, treating humans and animals is completely different.
The healing rate would decrease, and the decay rate of doctors’ souls would also slow down.
"I suggest transferring so doctors to the new building, especially those who spend a lot of ti daydreaming, to give them sufficient rest."
"And we could raise the fees for consultations and surgeries a bit, since everyone wants bonuses. Only with bonuses will there be motivation."
"Bonuses? I’d like that."
This was implenting capitalist thods to reduce so patients. Of course, that was likely to provoke a backlash from "it", so Wang Hao was just suggesting it.
Seeing the dean fall into silence and not respond, Wang Hao bowed slightly, "Then I will take my leave."
"Please think it over."
Once Wang Hao left the office, leaving the dean alone, he sat at his desk, staring at the letter.
On the paper was one last sentence: "Our mission is devoted to serving all life on Earth."
Who are we?
Devoted to serving all life on Earth? If that includes all life on the planet, humans are just a tiny fraction, maybe not even one in a billion.
The dean murmured to himself, "Our mission is to slowly transform this hospital into an animal hospital..."
"No more human patients."
"Truly... a genius idea."
Mr. Dean smiled faintly, as if he had made up his mind.
Walking to the bookshelf, he took down an old diary from the topmost place.
With a "click," he lit a cigarette.
His thoughts were not calm in the rings of smoke.
The dean recorded so new information in the diary, written in a very cryptic way.
A breeze blew in through the window, stirring the flag on the office desk.
That was a diary belonging to "him" that contained so important information.
"I may have taken an unprecedented step."
"This suggestion is worth trying."
We are the dean, we... are not alone.
After issuing this new radical reform, "it" might start to doubt .
I might die.
Then a new person will take over,
Injected with the sa mories of the dean.
But, what does it matter?
The torch,
Never extinguished.
...
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