Mysterious Tribulation

【Ding! Mr. Aaron, you are logged into Gaia Network! 】

It's still the same sci-fi city.

Aaron's figure appeared on the public square, with a little emotion: The development of science and technology is really incredible!

The Gaia network can be 100% realistic and can naturally simulate any injury.

Then, as a doctor, he can practice medicine here and show it to employers to prove his ability.

‘Gaia network, but it claims to be able to simulate mental illness 100%…’

‘But if you perform schizophrenia treatment on the Internet and create a spiritual wall, I don’t know what will happen? ’

Aaron thought for a while and felt that it would be better not to expose himself like this.

According to the correspondence address, he came to a bungalow and issued an entry application.

The application was quickly approved, and after entering, Aaron found himself in an operating room with various instruments neatly arranged.

Hello, doctor, although we trust the old man, we don't trust you.

A pair of young parents introduced themselves bluntly: We are your employers, you don't need to ask our names, now, it's time for you to show your skills!

Aaron nodded and saw a little boy lying on the operating table.

The other party is about seven or eight years old, but the position of the eye socket is a dark void.

What are the symptoms of the patient? Aaron put on his gloves familiarly.

The prosthetic eye is damaged, and it affects the eye socket and brain... I shouldn't be greedy and buy cheap goods from black market merchants.

The husband had a look of remorse on his face.

The wife is much calmer: This is not a real patient, but a virtual character that we have spent 10 days to simulate perfectly, doctor, please start!

Aaron isn't actually a doctor.

However, he learned quickly.

Glancing slightly at the instrument, he picked up a scanner and photographed the boy's head.

Well... The surgical site is close to the chip, and it will be damaged if you are not careful. It is indeed very difficult... However, it is not difficult for me.

He picked up the scalpel with unspeakable confidence on his face.

Although it used to kill more people.

But they all eat with knives!

it's the same!

Now... let's open the skull first!

...

After a virtual operation, which reassured the couple, Aaron's real clinic also waited for the customer to bring the child to the door.

Also, the operation was successfully completed, and the couple's hands trembled a little while the fee was being charged, but these are all insignificant details.

As Aaron cleaned up the blood on the operating table, he muttered to himself, Looks like... I need an assistant.

And... Ordinary physical illnesses are troublesome and tiring, and the charges can't be too high!

Maybe... I should transform and become a psychiatrist?

At this moment, Aaron suddenly sensed something and looked at the void somewhere: The Law of Accidents, was it touched?

...

In the night of the city that never sleeps, evil is rampant!

Inside the Hunter's Bar.

We are working hard, and we can only get some meager rewards!

Wilson complained while drinking: The employer today asked us to clean up three whole rooms of rotten garbage... My nose is going to end... The final checkout is so mean!

Well, at least they paid, didn't they?

The old man drank his drink calmly, and suddenly his expression was startled. A flash of light appeared in his eyes, and he immediately smiled: The doctor's first order was very successful. The couple thanked me, except for complaining that the fee was slightly higher.

The doctor is really rich, but he has eighty years of life! Wilson lowered his voice: How much did he charge for the operation this time?

The old man also drank a little too much, and whispered a number.

Hi... This is equivalent to our four or five days' pay. Wilson took a swig of wine: It's not fair!

The old man seemed to think of something: Wilson... Don't be jealous of people better than you, the doctor is good to us, and the nobles in the upper city are much richer than the doctor, aren't they?

I know……

Wilson muttered, half-drunk, and came out of the back door of the bar.

A gust of cold wind blows, and a corpse nearly trips him over.

He cursed, and suddenly began to talk to himself: More than 80 years, more than 80 years... The Blood Hand Gang may be willing to help...

For the people in the lower city, they are mostly garbage, maggots... crime is not surprising at all.

Theft, robbery, extortion, extortion... It's more commonplace.

When Wilson made this decision, he suddenly felt a lot easier for the whole person, and even began to think about a better life in the future: If I make a lot of money this time, maybe I can change to an artificial heart, and then apply to be a servant in the upper city. …”

He was so excited that he didn't realize that he had walked onto the main road without realizing it.

At this time, a huge floating car was driving not far away!

The fully loaded floating vehicle weighs more than hundreds of tons, like a huge tank, running rampant.

The driver above was taking a sip of spirits and didn't care about the pedestrians on the street.

Anyway, he belongs to a large company, or even a supplier of the Cyber ​​Group. In Xiacheng District, if you hit someone to death, you will die!

Drunk eyes hazy, the driver even saw a figure in front of him.

But he showed an excited smile and slammed on the accelerator.

Luckily, I came across another one today!

Wilson saw the huge floating car, but it was too late.

boom!

The huge truck smashed Wilson into the air, and the remains and blood splattered everywhere.

Double Kill!

The driver excitedly threw the bottle out of the window and walked away.

In the darkness, a few walking corpses walked out, silently scavenging everything Wilson could use.

In the slums, this is very common!

...

Wilson's death made the atmosphere of the entire hunter team depressed for a while.

But they recovered quickly and put in more work.

Aaron mourns that too, and then no more…

What does it have to do with the floating car hitting someone to death?

These days, after completing a few more surgeries, he posted a notice to recruit nurses.

Then what...

It's not that there are no one, but the job seekers are too hot. The key is that the pole dancers come to apply.

Aaron took all the resumes and prepared to slowly screen them.

this day.

He is wearing glasses, looking at resumes on the Internet.

A fat man pushed in the door: Doctor?

Fatty, are you here to promote again?

Aaron lay on the chair and asked without looking up.

This fat man is a nearby black market merchant. Black market merchants are a very strange existence. Those with eyes and hands can even get good things in the upper city, but if there is no channel, it is a garbage collector.

Really, my multifunctional medical robotic arm is absolutely easy to use, although there is no serious OEM or trademark...

The fat man smiled: As a doctor, or a special natural person, don't you think a metal arm is cool? Wearing a prosthetic limb can make you better integrate into the city that never sleeps!

Not interested in!

Aaron didn't lift his eyelids.

Since he purchased a batch of medical equipment from Fatty, he seems to be relying on himself and always comes to sell it every three days.

Okay... Then, are you interested in visiting the doctor?

After a few more sales pitches, the fat man revealed the real purpose of coming here today. He is still a broker: I heard from Hei Mansha that you are very good at treating schizophrenia?