"You’re such a genius!"
Old Lainer couldn’t help but exclaim.
The sa Flesh and Blood Magic produces different results in different hands.
So people barely lift a finger, yet achieve results others can’t reach in a lifeti.
Lainer always knew Chloe was a genius.
A monster far beyond the ordinary talent, even.
His therapy was simply not at the level a Sequence Nine should be.
He had a good relationship with Treasure Elf Nini.
In the past, the person who helped with his therapy was an old healer at Sequence Six.
Soone he found through Nini’s connections.
If it weren’t for Lainer running his factory, hiring a Sequence Six every half month would be too much to handle.
Probably couldn’t even cover it by blowing through all the pension he’d saved as an Adventurer.
Then one day, he went to deliver equipnt to the Ethereal Emblem.
There, he t the Treasure Elf.
After so idle chatter, he couldn’t help but complain about how the price of a top-notch healer was really too much for him to bear.
That’s how it is with old adventurers.
No matter how heroic they were in their youth,
once they grow old and are riddled with occupational diseases, they finally understand what pain is.
At that ti,
the Treasure Elf pondered a bit, then gave him a suggestion, saying:
"If you want to save so money, it’s not like I don’t have a solution."
Lainer was tempted at that mont.
"What solution?"
"You’ve probably heard that I adopted a disciple."
"Yeah, so what?"
"He’s got quite a gift in the healing field."
"So just how talented is this healer you’re talking about?"
The Treasure Elf hesitated for a mont and said:
"It’s not a matter of talent... it’s really sothing rare, you’ll understand when you et him."
Out of respect for the Treasure Elf, Old Lainer agreed to try.
After all, he’s just a Sequence Nine, what harm could a re healer do to his Gold Coins?
After eting Chloe, he understood that saying of the Treasure Elf: "It’s not a matter of talent."
You sly Nini, I thought of you as a partner, but you’re just showing off your pretty boy here, aren’t you?
The first eting between the pint-sized Chloe and Lainer could be sumd up in a book—
"Pride and Prejudice"
Thinking back, a trace of a smile appeared on Lainer’s lips as he said:
"At the ti, I thought Nini was ssing with . What could a Sequence Nine possibly do for ?"
"And now?"
"No need for now. Actually, I knew from the first ti you helped with my therapy."
Old Lainer shook his head and said:
"In the next millennium, the position of the strongest healer among humans has been set.
From the mont you embarked on this path, every Life Sequence healer’s number dropped by one."
"Old Lainer, you’re joking."
But Lainer shook his head; he wasn’t exaggerating.
The Soul Poison of the Poison Arrow Dragon corrodes not just the body but also affects the soul.
Back then, Chloe, like a bold calf unafraid of tigers, had the guts to take it on.
Let’s put it this way, this poison touches on areas that regular healers cannot ddle with.
First, it corrodes the body, then invades the Life Origin, then penetrates the soul, leaving an unhealable wound of the heart.
Even if you repair the Life Origin, the scars on the soul will once again feedback into the body.
The new toxins sprout anew.
Over and over, tornting you until old age.
If it were a healer at Sequence Five or even Sequence Four, of course, they could cure it.
But that price was sothing he simply couldn’t accept.
Thus, he chose to flatten it into therapy fees.
A brief review: It’s like renting a house all your life, realizing that the expenses turn out to be cheaper than buying.
"A Sequence Nine can ease my pain, and although it requires a lot of your energy, it already indicates you have the qualifications to step into the realm of perfect healing."
Old Lainer said calmly.
That qualification is sothing that only elite healers can consider.
Treasure Elf Nini is one of them.
"Now you plan to establish a Mysterious Association; it seems you’re not just planning to follow Nini’s path, but also crazy Heisha’s path?"
Chloe nodded.
As an Ethereal Emblem supplier, Lainer naturally heard of Heisha’s might.
"The path of developing the treasures of the body, huh? Alright, co back in a few days, and I’ll show you the finished product. If you’re satisfied, take it at cost price; consider it a gift from old ."
Chloe shook her head and said:
"No, it’s not even my birthday."
"A sophomore, Sequence Six, it’s worth it. Alright, stop refusing, get out, get out, get out."
Old Lainer started to curse.
This shaless little thing, dealing with an old man over three hundred years old, even has the gall to use specialized equipnt.
He really thinks I can’t tell where that thing cos from?
The relic of the Red Moon, a treasure enough to spark a war in the Land of Darkness.
This kid’s playing bigger and bigger now.
...
After leaving Old Lainer’s factory, Chloe first headed to the location agreed upon with Senior Sister Fufu.
Just as he was eagerly waiting, a series of pattering footsteps ca from behind him.
Chloe turned his head and saw Sister Fufu with a mischievous face, claws bared, trying to scare him.
Seeing Chloe suddenly turn his head, Fufu’s actions froze in place.
Oh no.
What’s with this feeling of social death?
Chloe was a bit surprised.
The next mont, he turned his head away, pretending he hadn’t seen Sister Fufu.
Fufu’s eyes lit up:
"RUAAAA!"
"Whoa, who, whoa, you scared !"
Chloe put on a feigned look of terror.
"Hahaha, good evening, Chloe."
Fufu said, her voice laced with laughter, as a hint of joy spread out.
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