"Dingdang, you have sensed ghostly energy +1."
"Dingdang, you have sensed ghostly energy +1."
"Dingdang, you touched ghost energy +1. Congratulations kid, you got a trible kill, a triple slam with bad luck!"
...
2019.
The first day of the new year!
A bar in San Francisco was unusually quiet at this moment. White people, black people, yellow people... countless people were staring at the TV and swallowing their saliva.
TV broadcast:
"Three days ago, Spider-Man battled an Egyptian mummy, leaving the San Francisco Museum in ruins. The Hulk strongly condemns this disregard for history!"
Spider-Man says, "The Hulk was brutally beaten by Sadako after she traveled across the ocean, and Kayako met Thor and they fell in love. Mind your own business, or come at me!"
"In short, heroes really do exist!"
"S.H.I.E.L.D., Xavier's Academy, and the Avengers Academy jointly issued a statement: Heroes really exist, and the public need not panic!"
Fang Zong's expression was quite interesting.
If he weren't so clear-headed and hadn't been so alert, and if there weren't ten suns in the sky, he would have thought he had traveled through time.
Fang Zong, a medical student studying abroad, is about to graduate and is an intern at Little Hospital in San Francisco.
I didn't go home for the Lunar New Year because I was planning to learn more and return to China in three months.
But what did he see?
news!
US authorities issued a statement claiming that ghosts have resurfaced and that heroes truly exist!
Heroes include Spider-Man, Hulk, and even Ant-Man!
In other words, technological advancements far exceeded his imagination, and the medical skills he learned were already generations behind. What was the point of him coming here to study? What did his twenty years of hard study amount to!
Returning home in glory is like wearing fine clothes at night.
Now, as he prepares to go home, all he's wearing is a rag.
"Garbage, all we've learned is garbage!"
"All my twenty years of hard study have been for nothing, all I've learned is garbage!"
Fang Zong was dressed in an elegant black suit with gleaming leather shoes.
But not long after, he got completely drunk.
Fang Zong, his eyes bloodshot, left the bar. It was quiet outside, but suddenly, a strange laugh came from the alley next door.
The alley was quiet, with shadowy figures, dark and menacing, like the menacing claws of a demon.
At the same time, a chill ran through the brain, and someone yawned, letting out a sweet, coquettish laugh:
"The sword and blood seal away love, hate, and arrogance."
"In iron armor and military uniform, we set sail for war."
"Dingdang, your cheat is now online, randomly spouting nonsense..."
"Randomly selected Fallen Treasure Gold, no, the Seven Arrows of Nailhead... no... uh... bandits, ahhh~."
...
2019!
The second day of the New Year!
Little Hospital in San Francisco was bustling with activity, and doctors of all skin colors—white, black, and yellow—were clearly not getting the vacations they deserved.
In the lounge, Fang Zong took off his white coat, revealing a refined black suit jacket underneath, his leather shoes gleaming, and his back ramrod straight.
"Fang, here is the information you requested."
A young nurse came in and put down a stack of documents.
Like Fang Zong, the young nurse was also an intern. Fang Zong was just an intern doctor. His youth and striking features were quite attractive to the young nurse, but obviously, the title of intern was somewhat beyond the appreciation range of some senior nurses.
“Fang, tonight…” The nurse’s cheeks flushed.
"I have something to do. How about I treat you to dinner another day?"
Fang Zong ran his fingertips across the nurse's pointed chin, a subtle smile typical of people from the East running through the air.
Suddenly!
"玏珰————"
Just as the nurse was reluctantly leaving, a vertical, bright gold pattern appeared on Fang Zong's forehead.
The pattern transformed into the shape of a Kaiyuan Tongbao coin, shimmering with a reddish-gold light.
It seemed like a warning to Fang Zong!
A voice that sounded like a young girl entered Fang Zong's mind, saying, "Fang Zong, I know men are driven by their lower instincts. Believe me, if I see anything I shouldn't, I'll kill myself and you right now!"
"I'm an honest man, I don't do one-night stands." Fang Zong fiddled with the documents.
It contains some medical information from Ritter Hospital; it's not very advanced, but it's still useful.
Fang Zong used a fountain pen to make annotations, absorbing more medical knowledge.
The little girl scoffed and spat out a name: "Catherine."
Fang Zong's face darkened.
Last night, Fang Zong rescued a drunken beauty in the back alley of a bar. The result was obvious: Fang Zong, who was also completely drunk, cough cough, anyway, I don't know who took the initiative, but something rather wonderful happened.
Even worse, Catherine started bleeding.
"Damn it, those white beauties in San Francisco are still virgins..."
Fang Zong tried to defend himself: "...Love came too fast, like a tornado."
Nailhead Nine Sister sneered: "Forty-three minutes after breaking up with Catherine, you climbed into Sophia's bed."
"...I couldn't control my emotions after saving someone!"
Fang Zong's face darkened further.
Is it my fault? Is it really my fault?
In fact, not long after breaking up with Catherine, Fang Zong encountered a series of events that still frighten him to this day, but also excite him.
Influenced by Nailhead Nine, he became delirious and climbed into Sophia's bed.
But reasoning with Ninth Sister...
First came Hongjun, then came Heaven, and Lu Ya Daojun came before him!
Ninth Sister is Lu Ya Daojun's Seven Arrows of Nailhead. Anyone who tries to reason with such a ferocious creature must have gotten their head caught in a door!
But... "Are you really referring to the Seven Arrows of Nailhead?"
"Genuine, guaranteed!"
"But you don't look like it."
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