Transcendent Dawn

Chapter 192 - 0192: Dora (3 updates, asking for monthly tickets)

“There’s something off about this Angie Ribby!”

Stepping out of the clinic and bathing in sunlight, Su Lu still feels a chill in his heart.

While Angie Ribby seemed perfectly normal on the surface, something mysterious seemed to linger.

Especially…

He looked at the two crystal clear blood vials in his hand, swallowing down saliva.

The enticing, crystal clear color, made even him have a desperate urge to swallow them.

“Blood Therapy? Finally backfired, isn’t it? Not every weird sort of blood is suitable to be transfused into one’s body…”

Su Lu believes that if being a [Spirit Medium] equates to flirting with death in the Spirit World, then Angie the Blood Therapist is risking it on her own body.

The end, in either case, is the same.

“East District… Flesh Polluter… the blood of high-ranking beings… it seems a bit beyond my capabilities.”

He pondered, and decided it was best not to meddle with matters in the East District.

But tonight, he should investigate Angie’s true colors.

With the ability to delve into minds, it is quite straightforward and direct!

In front of him, all low-ranking individuals cannot lie or keep any secrets.

After all, he knew Angie previously, he should try to save her if he can. However, if it’s too dangerous, he would have to abandon this effort.

As night falls.

Mental Realm, outside the clinic.

Su Lu’s Spiritual Body had lingered here for a while, but he did not dare to intrude rashly.

Even though before his eyes, a solitary island, and a normal person’s Secret Realm, are clearly showing there.

“The Solitary Island Secret Realm represents a Transcendent. It should be

Angie Ribby! As for the normal person, could it be her younger sister Dora?”

“Judging by the gleam of the Secret Realm, her sister’s situation… seems a bit off.”

Even though the truth was within his grasp, at this time, he felt hesitant to charge into her Secret Realm and question Angie.

“Within the Spirit World, every level carries dangers, and the danger of the Mental Realm exceeds the Illusory Spirit Realm… everyone’s mind could potentially harbour a great storm… or even be tainted by other beings…”

Su Lu, who has suffered once before, fears most that Angie Ribby’s mind has been contaminated by some unknown being.

If that is the case, if he rashly enters, he would definitely suffer a horrific backlash.

Though Angie seemed normal, but recalling her behavior during the day, Su Lu still felt a chill down his spine.

He thought for a moment, and returned to the real world.

A spectral figure, akin to the ghosts of the legends, slipped past the tightly locked clinic door.

“The consulting room and bedrooms are all quiet…”

Su Lu glanced around, immediately focusing on the surgery lab which emitted the glow of candles.

He recalled that Angie had retrieved the blood vials from this room during the day.

Releasing his Inspiration and testing the level of danger, Su Lu passed through the wall directly into the lab.

In the dim candlelight, rows of wooden shelves along the walls were neatly arranged with various blood vials, and each vial had a label underneath: “Reindeer, Wolf, Brown Bear, Oak… even tree sap can be used?”

Su Lu felt a small jolt of horror, but quickly turned his attention to the most conspicuous part of the lab.

It was an operating table, and on it lay a small woman.

Looking at her face, he found himself somewhat familiar.

It was Dora!

The female journalist who cooperated with him in Posey Port and exposed the dark meat factory!

But the current Dora appeared unconscious, covered by a white sheet and placed on the operating table.

“Could it be that Angie has finally gone mad and is using her sister as a test

Su Lu chillingly imagined the worst-case scenario, wondering if he should rescue her.

Just then, the sound of a rolling cart could be heard.

Su Lu saw Angie Ribby pushing a cart into the room. She was wearing casual clothes and looked even more gaunt than during the day: “Little sister… I have prepared today’s medicine for you.”

She came gently to the operating table, looking lovingly at her only sister, almost as if teary: “You must… you must get better.”

Angie picked up a blood vial from the cart and started administering Blood Therapy on Dora.

It was evident that she had performed this action countless times – it was practiced and fluid.

As the crimson blood flowed into Dora’s veins, her originally pale complexion appeared to gain some color.

Seeing this, Angie finally showed a hint of joy, sitting by her sister’s bedside: “Wake up… you are very healthy now… ever since the disaster when you were hit by a landslide, and had been sleeping till now, good baby… it’s time to wake

She called gently to her sister, humming an unknown lullaby. Su Lu stood there, watching this scene, feeling a chill rising within him unexpectedly.

It was because from a different angle, he finally saw the full picture of Dora!

On the operating table… shockingly, only the upper half of her body remained, the part below her belly button was nowhere to be seen!

Previously, because it was covered by a sheet, he did not notice it.

But during the blood transfusion, everything was laid bare before Su Lu’s eyes.

“Dora… is dead…

“Did she die in the disaster due to a landslide, crushed in two?”

“Unable to accept Dora’s death, Angie has been trying to wake up her sister… reversing death, that’s virtually impossible…”

He felt that Angie Ribby was insane, and was considering whether to provide some consolation, when suddenly, his expression froze: “No… in the Mental Realm, I saw another Secret Realm of a normal person, which is Dora’s! Is she really not dead?”

Su Lu looked at Dora’s somewhat flushed face, his thoughts rapidly spinning: “She is barely maintaining her consciousness… it’s a miracle! Is it because of the blood vials?”

“But forcing the consciousness of a dying entity to persist… this task is impossible, not just for me, but for all low-to-mid level Occupational Persons, right?”

This is not like those [Necromancers], who directly extract living souls to manufacture evil items.

Through Su Lu’s perception, Dora’s body indeed possessed a shred of vitality, and managed to maintain a conscious entity.

However, this consciousness was in a state of confusion.

“To put it more succinctly… she is in a dream-like state? Unable to be woken or she would die?”

Su Lu sneaked into the operating table and conducted a thorough check.

He found that Dora indeed had lost the lower half of her body, and the wound had entirely healed over, forming a layer of skin. “What the… cursed blood, it actually has this ability?”

Su Lu felt a chill creeping up, as if he had been doused with a bucket of icy water in winter.

“This damned… damned…”

He was bewildered, not knowing where to direct his anger: “Is the damned Evil

God toying with a sister’s affection?”