Dimensional Eroders

In the early morning of the next day, Bailang woke up early, and after washing in a hurry, he was ready to continue his treatment.

It only took a day for the ‘medical title’ to be piled up by his exaggerated ‘number of treatments’. However, because his level is too low, most of his contacts are patients with minor injuries, and the content is mainly disinfection, medicine, suture, and bandaging. It is pure weight and low gold content, so it is only the ‘white foundation title’.

Even so, it would be a miracle to have a ‘title’ in one day and put it among ordinary contractors.

He had long heard from the boss that the ‘personal title’ can be artificially guided and transformed, or even actively created, but only if you have achieved relevant unique achievements in the mission world and be widely recognized. Like his "title" at this time, it belongs to the standard title provided by the park in batches and is not to be proud of.

"I can hold it even more!" Bai Lang warned himself humbly.

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On the way to the emergency zone, he exchanged all the ‘badges’ on hand and raised his camp contribution to the early 400s. He was stuck at 63 and it was difficult to advance. According to today’s work progress, even if you don’t pick up camp missions and just rely on the camp to save people, you can complete the ‘1st ring’ in a low-key manner.

The countdown to the'exclusive mission', with 27 hours left, more and more urgent, and he felt tremendous pressure in his heart. But he also conceived a plan outline in his mind, and he needed the cooperation of the ‘medical title’.

So today, I will show some talents and strengthen the title again, so that it will be easier to complete the plan.

Bai Lang thought in his mind, stepped to the area where the contractors gathered, found a place to have breakfast, and at the same time silently listened to other people's chat, and learned about the progress of the mission, and was also collecting intelligence.

Yesterday afternoon and even late at night, he was not the only one who worked hard. The contractor team also accepts various attack and interception tasks, and frequently moves on the battlefield. Not only does the contribution list change from time to time, but the main task is also greatly advanced.

Although I haven't heard the outflow of intelligence about the ‘werewolf’, Bailang discovered that the ‘hidden camp store’ was opened by more people and several items were exchanged. Apparently more than one team had killed the werewolf warrior.

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While he was eating breakfast and listening to collect information, he also became one of the hot topics discussed by the contractors.

Yesterday, many people tried to get into the medical area to get the title. All the people who were indiscriminate were forced away by his own power. However, there are still a small number of people who stayed behind and acted as assistants. They still haven’t received any information about the title. But spread the brutal deeds of Bailang.

A field medical staff who has not taken rest for just seven hours is favored by experts and is also a contractor. Who do you believe that this kind of person is not in the medical department?

And even if it wasn't the medical department, just relying on the skill of saving the dying and healing the wounded, it was enough to appear as a temporary medical ninja and provide medical assistance to the team.

Talent! A fish that slipped through the net that was not caught by the big team is worthy of being wooed.

Therefore, when Bailang was eating, people kept asking him to talk and show his favor, frequently throwing olive branches at him, and inviting him to join the team to complete the task together.

Yesterday morning, the ‘old witch doctor’, who was still worthless and underestimated, has become a popular candidate for invitations to various miscellaneous fish groups through unremitting efforts.

Bailang sneered disdainfully, really a group of short-sighted people. Now, do you understand my value? However, my worth can be even higher!

Compared with the fake medical department: he would only use a staff to recite two spells, brush a "light healing" and sit on the wax blue pastor; the real healing department should be like Lang Ge, dare to be in the blood and gunpowder. Swinging a scalpel in the middle, cut and sew the patient in the screams!

Even if I don't use the ‘healing ability’, I can come back to life with my strength. And when I performed "Ripple + Blood Therapy", I was the real "Hardcore Battlefield Angel"! No one knows better than me to save the dead and heal the wounded!

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Compared with the small gangs who are eager to show their favor, there are a few powerful teams who are not paying attention to the new white waves and are still watching with cold eyes. In a mere day, I still can't see the depth, I can only say that it has a little potential.

"Vice team, how? I said that guy is not bad! He has become a celebrity in just one day, be careful to start slowly, and never get it again." Beard was sitting in the corner with a cigarette in his mouth, proudly said.

Their newly recruited'Little Druid of the Art Department', after entering the emergency camp yesterday, quickly ran out of blue bars due to lack of business, and was picked up from a'battlefield doctor' to a'battlefield nurse', a place next to Bailang Work in the tent.

Brother Lang was over-focused and had no time for him to take care of him. He didn't know her existence; but this poor little druid knew the great name of Bai Lang. After working all day without using any special ability, he became a newcomer in the nursery industry with his strength.

"Only one day, I can't see anything. What's more, his'first aid' technique is only suitable for mortals on the battlefield. I admit that he does understand medical techniques, but it does not have much overlap with our contractors. No matter how strong the current medical skills are, after all It can't compare with the solidification ability of Paradise." The deputy team retorted.

Hugh heard this and laughed: "Who said he doesn't have the'healing ability"? He is a blue-quality therapy department, a professional therapeutic talent."

"This..." The deputy team hesitated. Originally, he treated Bailang as the "Salted Fish Party" of the welfare, thinking that blood therapy was the witchcraft of the "witch doctor". However, now that he realizes that Lang Ge has solid medical skills, then'blood therapy' can't be treated as pure'witchcraft': "Send someone to chat with him and see how long he can get the title? Three days. If you are inside, invite him to join the team."

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A few minutes later, Bailang finished his meal, pushed the food tray aside, bid farewell to a few tentatively invited guys around him, walked towards the emergency tent, and continued his work for the new day.

"First set a small goal. You must strengthen the'title' once before it gets dark! Break through the standard and mutate into a special title." Lang muttered to himself.

In the gathering place on the other side, both the deputy team and the beard showed an uneasy expression at the same time.

"What? He has already made the "title"? How could it be so fast?!"

The person in charge of testing Lang Ge said dismissively: "It's just a white basic title."

"Are you an idiot? How long did you not look at him? From yesterday afternoon to now, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can you do it?" Beard cursed and asked, "He accepted the invitation. Yet?"

The person being questioned shook his head: "Rejected, he did not join either side, indicating that the quality of the'basic title' is too poor, and he will continue to save the dead and heal the wounded, and the title will be added."

At this time, the deputy team looked at the beard: "At noon, if he comes to eat, you will pull him into the team by yourself. Remember to be more sincere."

"It's still up to you? Who on earth drove people away."

"I lost my eyes this time. But how can a professional medical department solidify such an unusual ability?"

Huo replied, "Maybe I'm tired of studying medicine, and I want to break through in a new field. In the paradise, aren't there several necromantic bosses who have studied medicine? He is studying blood therapy, perhaps laying the foundation for'hatred'. what."

As if thinking of something, the deputy team shuddered and whispered: "All those who study medicine are abnormal!"

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