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[Ding!]

[Congratulations! Two new system features have been unlocked:]

•[Critical Points] – Whenever a Protagonist' suffered emotional or ntal distress, Critical Points would be generated. These points could then be used to purchase various items from the system's shop.

•[System Shop] – Access a variety of items, skills, and enhancents through Critical points.

[Alert! A New Protagonist Has Appeared!]

[Warning! Please be advised: You are approaching a pivotal plot event critical to the storyline. Any deviation may result in unforeseen consequences.]

[Initiating original tiline transmission… Loading 100%]

[In the original plot, protagonist Eric Vaughn descended from the mountains after over a decade of reclusive training. By chance, he encountered the female lead, Sera, in a city park. Despite the park being filled with people, none stepped forward to assist the elegant young woman, who had twisted her ankle. Seizing the mont, the protagonist utilized his God-level dical skills, acquired through years of isolated practice, to treat her injury on the spot.]

[Plot Progression Notice: Before the protagonist could capitalize on this encounter, Sera's phone rang. The call was from the hospital—her grandfather's condition had abruptly worsened, prompting the family to gather imdiately. Please prepare accordingly.]

Alex Reid smirked. "Now that's the kind of trashy plot I expected."

…..

So after that the story goes like this…

After arriving at the hospital with the female lead, Eric Vaughn wasted no ti before taking matters into his own hands.

Ignoring the skepticism of the Klienberg family and the disdainful looks from various relatives, he boldly declared that he could save the old man.

And so, he did what every overpowered protagonist would…he forced his way into the operating room, ignoring the objections of the doctors and performing an elaborate, mystical acupuncture technique that no ordinary person could comprehend.

Just like that, the Klienberg family's old man, also the Head of the Kleinberg family, was pulled back from the gates of death.

It was a perfectly executed flex.

The entire Klienberg family stood in stunned silence, their earlier contempt completely shattered. Eric, having successfully showcased his miraculous abilities, had officially secured his connection to the powerful Klienberg family.

This marked the start of his teoric rise…gaining influence, humiliating arrogant Sirs, and, of course, building his ever-expanding harem.

…..

At first glance, the sequence of events almost seed reasonable in the ridiculous logic of these stories.

'But seriously…why did he have to hit people while saving a life?! What kind of twisted reasoning made him think it was acceptable to assault trained doctors just because they got in the way of his grandstanding?'

'Since when did performing unauthorized dical procedures without a license make him the righteous one?'

Alex Reid internally cursed the novel's author logic. But now? His gaze shifted toward the glowing interface of his system's new feature which was connected to the shop feature.

The system's chanics were absurdly simple: whenever a Protagonist' suffered emotional or ntal distress, Critical Points would be generated. These points could then be used to purchase various items from the system's shop.

…..

anwhile, at City State Police Departnt

"Officer, I'm innocent. When can I leave? My ti is very valuable, you know." Eric Vaughn sat in the interrogation room, his legs crossed in an exaggeratedly casual manner.

His white dress shirt was wrinkled, and his ripped jeans… complete with strategically placed tears… only served to enhance his mysterious bad-boy aura.

Even sitting in a police station, his overpowering charisma remained undiminished.

His insufferable arrogance made the officers around him want to roll their eyes into another dinsion.

"Mr. Eric, this is a police station. Please show so respect," a young officer finally snapped, his patience wearing thin. His expression was stern, his voice sharp.

But Eric?

He smirked. A slight, condescending curve of his lips… because he didn't care.

Why should he? With his godlike dical skills, he wasn't just so nobody who had to bow his head in fear.

Forget the rookie officer in front of him… even if the police Superior walked in, he wouldn't even bat an eye.

After all, he was the 'Carefree Miraculous Doctor'… a prodigy… a man who could save lives with one hand and take them with the other.

And behind him stood three legendary ntors:

One, a doctor whose dical skills surpassed all known dicine. Another, a poison master feared throughout the world. And the last? A world-class assassin.

Eric Vaughn was not soone to be trifled with.

So what if he roughed up a few nobodies? At worst, he'd throw so cash their way, and the problem would be solved auVictoratically.

His patience was running thin. His fingers tapped against the table rhythmically.

"Hasn't the Klienberg family arrived yet?" His impatience was evident.

As Eric Vaughn impatiently urged the officers, his tone growing increasingly irritated, a middle-aged officer approached, holding a report in his hand.

"Mr. Vaughn, according to the official report from Reid dical, your actions have already constituted a criminal offense. The five doctors you assaulted have all been diagnosed with first-degree injuries, and in addition, you damaged three pieces of dical equipnt… worth more than half a million each piece of equipnt."

"Bullshit!" Before the officer could even finish, Eric slamd his hand on the table, his face contorted in rage.

"Watch your attitude!"

"How dare you talk to Captain Brooks like that?"

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The officers in the interrogation room, already annoyed by Eric's arrogance, shot him sharp glares. Ever since he was brought in, he had been acting as if the entire police station was beneath him, looking at everyone like they were insects.

Captain Brooks wasn't having any of it. He slamd the report down onto Eric's face.

"Read it yourself. You illegally perford dical procedures at a hospital without a license, then assaulted the doctors who tried to stop you. Do you seriously think you're in the right?" Eric clenched his jaw and snatched the report from the table, his eyes scanning the contents.

Fractured fingers…Broken ribs… six of them?! Severe brain trauma… high probability of a vegetative state?!

His breath hitched. This was impossible. "No way. There's absolutely no way!" Eric felt his heart drop. He knew how hard he had hit them.

He hadn't even used real force… hell, they shouldn't have had more than a few bruises at worst. So how the hell were they this badly injured?

"This has to be a mistake! Those people weren't hurt that badly… I barely touched them!" Eric's voice wavered, his unease growing.

Captain Brooks let out a dry chuckle. "The five doctors you attacked? Reid dical paid a fortune to bring them in from overseas. They were specialists, experts in their fields."

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