Magic!

Seeing Russell appear, the panicked voices around him suddenly calmed down a lot.

Russell supported the still trembling Guangbo and said sternly:

"Hurry up and try, can you use extraordinary powers?"

What? Use extraordinary powers?

Guangbo didn't know why Russell would make such a request, but he still followed the doctor's orders.

He whispered a few spell words, snapped his fingers, and tried to cast a simple spell.

Nothing happened.

"Strange? My spell didn't take effect." Shock and fear filled the brown-haired boy Guangbo's face.

He tried to cast several spells one after another, but without exception, none of the spells had an effect.

Other infected patients in the crowd also tried to activate different supernatural abilities, but all failed.

it is as expected! Russell's heart tightened.

The detonation point set by Doctor Beak for the occult disease is actually so early, tonight!

Thought we would have at least a week or two to buffer!

"Listen to me!" Russell raised his voice and stretched out his hands to explain to the panicked crowd:

“When this occult disease develops to its extreme, it will deprive the patients of their extraordinary powers and temporarily turn them into ordinary people who have not yet awakened spiritually.

“Feeling that the body becomes heavier, limb coordination and reaction speed decrease, perception becomes dull, and the world becomes blurred are all symptoms of transforming from an extraordinary person back to an ordinary person.”

He deliberately described this abnormality as temporary to avoid causing greater panic.

"Students who are sick, please come over and have a look at me."

Russell took out the tables and chairs from his dimensional pocket again and set up the stall.

When closing the stall, Russell still retained nearly 1/4 of his spiritual energy for safety reasons. Taking advantage of the rest time just now, he regained some spiritual energy. His current condition is not bad, and it will not be a problem to continue diagnosis and treatment and medicine for a while.

One after another, students who lost their extraordinary powers and became ordinary people crowded in front of Russell.

Russell turned on his spiritual vision and carefully observed the physiological status of each patient, including light waves.

During the physical examination, Russell's face became increasingly pale.

The young man's delicate cheeks were filled with layers of gloom.

"How could it be, how could it be..."

Russell looked at the color patches of the internal organs and spiritual auras of different patients from the perspective of spiritual vision, and made auxiliary diagnosis through pulse diagnosis, complexion observation, intuitive perception, and asking the pen fairy.

All diagnostic results only mean one thing -

These students are completely ordinary people.

There is not even a trace of evidence that they have ever had a spiritual awakening, that they once had a variety of extraordinary abilities, that they were once able to distort nature and reshape reality with just their thoughts, divine incantations, and inexplicable gestures.

After his abnormal physique was sealed a few months ago, Russell left the academy for a while to spend time with his family.

During this period, Russell, who was proficient in herbal medicine, became very clear about the differences in energy fields and physiological characteristics between extraordinary people and ordinary people.

Now, Russell has examined more than 20 sick students one after another, including even a second-year student (Light Wave). From all signs, all of them are no different from ordinary people who have not yet awakened spiritually.

How could this be? Doctor Beak is just an ordinary third-year expert!

How could the occult disease he created become so powerful? Is there any high-ranking being helping him?

Russell's thoughts were racing.

"How's it going? Doctor Russell, can we be cured? Is there any medicine suitable for us?" A boy eagerly asked the miracle doctor in front of him.

You must know that patients who have been infected with the mysterious flu before have different symptoms, but no matter how weird the symptoms are, the miracle doctor Russell can prescribe the right medicine and cure the disease.

"I may... have to go back and study for a while." Russell waved his hand, covered his forehead again, frowned and pretended to have a headache:

"I spent the whole day seeing doctors and making medicine, and my spiritual energy was consumed too much. You should go to the school hospital first."

Although the patients were a little disappointed, they did not lose confidence. They thanked Russell one after another, left from Russell's booth, and ran towards the school hospital.

Because they have lost the limb coordination, reaction speed, agility and perception advantages of extraordinary people, most patients are unable to adapt to returning to the body and senses of ordinary people. While running, people kept falling to the ground and standing up again. Some students rely on the support of their classmates to move forward.

Guangbo, a cadre of the All Things Society, looked at Russell after he had been diagnosed and treated. He had mixed feelings. He didn't know what to say, so he could only express his hesitant thanks:

"Thank you, Miracle Doctor Russell."

Russell shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of water. The young man's clear eyes were as cold as this:

"Don't think I don't know. You people from the All Things Society have strong opinions about me. You even wanted to kidnap me before. I just don't have time to argue with you at the moment."

Guangbo nodded repeatedly, his eyes blank and empty.

Many of his words were choked on his neck, and he didn't know how to respond. He could only thank Russell a few more times, then turned around and ran towards the school hospital.

On the way, Guangbo fell down several times until another member of the Wuwu Society helped him up and helped him walk towards the school hospital.

Watching the patients drift away until they disappeared into the thick night. Russell's eyes also darkened slightly.

Only he, who has frequently dealt with this occult plague, knows best that this is definitely not a problem that the school hospital can simply solve.

On the way back to the dormitory, two shadows appeared behind Russell.

One is a pale and vague weird human form, and the other is a beautiful girl with flowing white hair.

It's the female ghost Wind Chime and the Sleeping Demon.

"How's it going? Russell? Is your spiritual energy consumed so much? Do you want to let the Sleep Demon carry you back?" Feng Chime asked with concern, and stretched out his spiritual palm to touch Russell's forehead, but it passed directly through.

"I'm fine. I have plenty of spiritual energy now, so another fight won't be a problem." Russell said calmly.

"Then why do you act as if you're going to faint at any moment?" Feng Chi asked angrily.

The dreamer on the side immediately understood Russell's meaning:

"Is it difficult to treat occult diseases after a complete detonation? This disease that makes extraordinary people degenerate into ordinary people leaves you helpless and unable to prescribe the right medicine?"

Russell shook his head:

"No.

“They are no longer sick.

"The moment this occult plague detonates on time, the moment they transform from extraordinary beings to ordinary people, the occult disease itself has disappeared. All the previous symptoms such as cough, runny nose, and memory loss will disappear. disappear."