Transcendent Dawn

The next day, Su Lu woke up early. After breakfast, he had a carriage take him to a street.

At the intersection, Su Lu got off the carriage and slowly walked along the sidewalk.

The flower beds on both sides of the street were full of colorful flowers, which gave off a pungent fragrance.

Some surrounding buildings were damaged, but compared to other areas, it was much better.

After walking for a few minutes, Su Lu stopped in front of a private clinic: “This is the place.”

He looked up and saw a sign that had cracks on both sides and looked like it had stood for a long time:

‘Ribi Clinic… So, it’s you indeed!’

Su Lu blended in with the patients and waited quietly.

Moreover, to his surprise, the clinic was doing surprisingly well.

The old woman in front of him, her face masked by a black headscarf, was chattering nonstop to the crowd about the magical prowess of the female doctor: “I thought I was on the verge of meeting the God… it’s Doctor Angie who pulled me back at the crucial moment… Although her methods are a bit shocking and brutal, they are absolutely effective!”

Bang!

Just as she was speaking, a man was punched out of the clinic: “Dare to make trouble in my place, do you want me to sew your ass to your head?”

Dr. Angie with a stethoscope appeared, her eyes coldly scanning the queue of waiting people: “Next!”

Swept by the predator-like gaze, many patients trembled in their legs, looked at the still spitting blood and left in silence.

Soon, it was Su Lu’s turn.

He entered the clinic and found it was small, with only one treatment room, one office, and what appeared to be a combination of an operating room and a laboratory.

Angie Ribby, dressed in a white coat, glanced at him casually: “Name? Symptoms?”

“My name is Ron, we agreed on the party before.”

Su Lu replied in a low voice.

In fact, this Angie Ribby was not meeting him for the second time. Back in Posey Port, he had saved her sister—Dora, and had received a promise for a free treatment.

Of course, at this moment, Su Lu was not planning to reveal his real identity.

He was merely marveling at how small the world was.

It turns out that a random doctor he found at a party is someone he knows.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Not many wild professionals in the city are good at healing, as long as Angie didn’t leave, they were bound to meet.

“It’s you!”

Angie nodded, took a glance at Su Lu’s blue hair, and shouted to the outside:

am not working today!”

Slap!

As she spoke, the clinic door was brutally shut.

“Is that…really okay?”

Su Lu was somewhat speechless.

“If not…what else can I do? Drag them into a transcendental event?” Angie was serious, taking her stethoscope ready to check Su Lu. “Wait, what are you going to do? I’m not the one who’s sick!”

Su Lu quickly interrupted.

“Do you think… I’m a fool?” Angie rolled her eyes: “I heard your description at the party, I know the patient is you! Huh? Strange…”

Her expression gradually turned to confusion: ‘You really…aren’t sick?”

“Even if you don’t believe me, you should trust your intuition, and the transcendent item in your hand, Doctor!”

Su Lu glanced at the stethoscope in Angie’s hand. The ability of the [Mystical

Scholar] was activated, he discovered it was a decent supporting magical item. “Why are you making an appointment with a doctor if you’re not sick?”

Angie impatiently pulled off her mask: “Or… did you come here to mess with me deliberately?”

“No… actually, a few days ago, I was indeed troubled by hallucinations, especially when my spiritual power was exhausted…”

Su Lu’s expression became serious: “Even though I was better later, I was very afraid, so I hoped to stock up some corresponding medicines.”

Ignoring other things, if he planned to continue exploring the mysteries of the “Nameless Necromancer Book”, such a situation might occur again in the future, so he must be well-prepared.

“You recovered from it?”

Angie looked even more confused, “In that state…ordinary people, even Transcendents, have a 99% chance of going crazy, yet you managed to recover, you have a strong willpower!”

“It was just a bit of luck plus a special method… Do you have experience in this regard?” Su Lu was genuinely curious.

This part-time doctor Transcendent seemed to have a rich experience in treating this kind of special ‘mental illness’, or what could be described as high-level existence of mental pollution.

“I recently found some materials…that can just deal with this problem.” Once this was brought up, Angie’s eyes lit up as if she was a new person, “I’m good at ‘Blood Therapy’… and recently, I discovered that if I add that material to the blood vial, even if it’s diluted many times over, it still achieves unparalleled effects… Originally, my healing ability was only at the first tier of this path, but now, I’m confident I can hold my own against third or even fourth tier Transcendent doctors!”

“What kind of thing is so useful?”

Su Lu internally doubted, “All-spirit Medicine?”

“No… it’s blood! Blood of a high-level existence!” To his surprise, Angie answered readily: “I collected it in East District.”

“East District? Flesh Polluter? The area where sewer monsters frequently emerge?”

Su Lu started to feel cold sweat on his forehead.

What he was thinking was, it was a good thing he didn’t let her treat him and inject him with some unknown blood.

“Yes, are you worried about pollution? This is an insult to my profession, you should trust my expertise!”

Angie appeared quite normal, she sat down angrily, put up her long legs: “So… you came here today, just to procure the means to treat mental conditions?” “Yes!” After a moment of silence, Su Lu answered.

“That’s really boring… I thought you could be more aggressive, then we could team up and go to the East District and get more materials! The monsters there are very troublesome…”

Angie looked quite upset.

This is normal, because her profession leans toward healing! Her combat power isn’t that strong.

Su Lu pursed his lips, wanting to ask where Angie’s mentor and sister were, but remembering his identity, he held himself back: “It’s a shame I can’t help you.”

“Alright…”

Angie went into the laboratory, and not long after, she came out with two blood vials. The bright red color radiated through the glass, looking extremely attractive: “Mentally healing agent, each is worth… um, fifty Golden Dragons! When using it, inject it directly into your veins.”

“Thank you!”

Su Lu took them, casually paid, didn’t look at Angie again, and turned to leave..