Dark World: I Became the Doctor of Horrors

At the potion shop.

Ryan slowly opened his eyes and exited The Vision.

He immediately sat up from the guest room, glanced at his left hand which was still sound asleep, quickly took out the Night Demon Blade, and swiftly flew out of the potion shop, carefully sneaking into the abandoned house next to the shop.

He found a hidden spot with a good view and hid there, waiting for the delivery.

Although it was a bit of a rip-off.

But at this point, he had to get in touch with his teacher and Soso quickly.

Otherwise, when the Demon Association really sent a large force, it would be truly hopeless.

During this time.

Ryan quickly opened the system space and took out the two special items he had obtained.

"Night Healer job transfer task? Random Diagnosis ?"

Ryan carefully read the introductions on them.

To understand the uses of these two items.

After using the job scroll, it would trigger a task and teleport you to a special location. Once the task was completed, you could officially transfer to become a Night Healer.

And the Random Diagnosis seemed quite awesome.

"So, as long as I have this skill, I can quickly diagnose the target?"

Ryan pondered.

"Use it!"

Instantly.

The scroll in his hand turned into beams of light and directly merged into his body.

[Ding! You have learned the special skill: Random Diagnosis]

[Ding! The Random Diagnosis has two effects: active triggering and passive triggering.]

[Passive triggering: It can quickly perform multiple random diagnoses on the target, quickly identify diseases on the target, and can be triggered by any tissue of the target's body.]

[Active use: Focus your gaze on the target, and you can randomly inflict at least one, up to 20 diseases on the target, consuming a large amount of mental power. PS: The diseases the target suffers from depend on the target's physique and the host's mental power.]

Hiss—

After hearing the prompts, Ryan took a sharp breath.

Sure enough, as a legendary special skill, it could actually inflict disease effects on the the target?

This was amazing!

In an instant.

A devious chain of thoughts emerged in Ryan's mind.

Inflicting diseases + curing diseases = making money.

Yikes!

Too evil!

No way!

I'm a morally upright and conscientious young man. I can't do something so against my conscience!

One shouldn't, at least not me!

Thinking this.

Ryan glanced at his left hand.

[Ding! Passive diagnosis triggered]

[Disease 1 found on the target: indigestion.]

[Disease 2 found on the target: pesticide phobia.]

[Disease 3 found on the target: narcolepsy.]

[Disease 4 found on the target: gene mutation (recessive)]

A series of system prompts rang in Ryan's ears. With just a quick glance, Ryan could clearly see all the diseases on his left hand.

Ryan secretly gasped, quite shocked.

Because it was so powerful! Truly powerful!

This skill was truly a godsend for a doctor like him!

Then.

Ryan's gaze wavered.

"Should I test the active skill a little?"

No!

This was too unethical.

And using my own left hand as a test subject, my conscience wouldn't allow it!

Well...

Testing it a little should be okay, right?

Ryan thought about it.

"Test it?"

Then he made up his mind, focused his gaze on his left hand which was sound asleep, and his pupils instantly contracted.

"Activate."

[Ding! You have randomly diagnosed a disease for the target: morning sickness.]

[Morning sickness: A symptom that usually occurs after pregnancy, but for some unknown reason, the left hand variant also has a similar reaction. It suddenly feels dizzy and nauseous, with a loss of appetite and a bloated stomach.]

Ryan: "???"

And in the next moment.

The palm of the left hand which was sound asleep turned green, and it woke up immediately.

"Ah? (;д;)... So dizzy, feeling a bit nauseous..."

"What's going on? Did I eat something bad? No... it shouldn't be..."

Then a sudden wave of nausea hit.

(ヾﾉ꒪ཫ꒪)——

"Ugh!! Can't hold it back! Urgh—"

With a loud cry.

The left hand immediately spat out a large number of mutilated limbs.

Vomit—

Vomit—

Soon, after vomiting, the left hand drooped down like o(x﹏x)o and said: "Why did I suddenly vomit? Something's not right!"

Ryan immediately took out a bottle of recovery potion from his arms seriously and said: "I told you not to eat so much random stuff. Look, you're sick now. You ate so much bad meat yesterday and three machines today. It would be strange if you didn't vomit."

"Here! Drink this potion and have a good rest."

The left hand opened its mouth like o(x﹏x)o, unable to refute, and said: "Um..."

Gulp gulp—

It drank the recovery potion in one gulp.

[Ding! The left hand's favorability towards you has increased by 1.]

[Ding! The left hand's favorability towards you has increased by 1.]

[Ding! The left hand's attitude towards you has slightly changed. It thinks that although you're annoying, sometimes you don't seem too bad.]

Ryan: "..."

The left hand yawned and said arrogantly: "Don't think I'll say thank you, and don't think that just giving me a bottle of potion can buy me off. I'll still eat you if I get the chance, huh!"

Ryan: "..."

Sure enough... it was a really powerful skill...

...

Closing his eyes to rest.

Two hours passed quickly.

And in the next moment, Ryan suddenly sensed some movement from the outside.

He quickly opened his eyes and hid himself vigilantly.

Whoosh—

Gusts of cold wind rushed in from the outside, making the door creak.

And under Ryan's gaze, a two-meter-tall, Slender ghost figure emerged at the door.

"Your... delivery..."

A hoarse voice, as if the throat had been burned, came from outside the door.

It seemed to be the informant's delivery for sure.

Ryan's expression twitched slightly, and then he flew down from the roof beam, walked calmly to the door, looked up at the tall, Slender ghost figure.

"Mr.R ... is it you..."

Ryan nodded and said: "It's me."

Ryan showed the identification given to him by the informant.

The Slender ghost figure sniffed slightly, confirmed the identity, and then stiffly stretched out its pale hand, removed its celestial spirit cover, and took out a beautifully packaged wooden box from inside.

"Please... inspect..."

Ryan glanced at him.

Then he took the wooden box, opened it, and saw four neatly arranged scrolls inside, with a card beside them.

There were lines of common characters in the Dark World written on the card.

[Thank you for your patronage]

[Informant:]

[Instructions for use: Open the scroll, drip your own blood, sign your name. The employment contract agreement has been formulated for you. After completing these steps, the messenger will respond to your summons.]

[Postscript: Please write your name on the back of the card and give it to my messenger to confirm that you have successfully received the goods.]

The Slender ghost figure handed Ryan a quill pen.

Ryan thought for a moment.

Then he reached out to take the pen.

Accidentally touching the fingertips of the ghostly figure, Ryan instantly felt an indescribable coldness spreading throughout his body, making him shiver involuntarily.

But at the same time, prompts immediately rang in his ears.

[Ding! Disease found on the target: chronic rheumatism.]

[Ding! Disease found on the target: ugliness.]

[Ding! Disease found on the target: cold poison corroding the body.]

[Ding! Disease found on the target: abdominal cyst.]