In the passage from the treatment room to the common room, a trial was taking place.

The other medical technicians looked at the slightly shorter [222], whose eyes behind the crow mask were filled with a variety of complex emotions.

They had no doubts about the charge of "stealing the technique" against [176] and even thought it was very reasonable.

The treatment procedure is not just a set of operations, but also a miraculous learning method.

Unlike combat magicians, healing magicians and creation magicians do not need PVP, so their miracles can reduce the difficulty of casting by extending the casting time, but this is not the case with combat magicians - the enemy will directly blow you up while you are casting the spell.

So healers and creators break miracles down into many steps, and combining a series of steps together forms a miracle.

These steps are the procedure.

Therefore, as long as you learn the technique, it is only a matter of time before you learn miracles.

The magic formula is naturally regarded as an important intellectual property. A magician who creates a new magic formula, no matter how narrow the scope of application of his magic formula is or how uncommercial it is, the copyright fees obtained from authorizing it to other magicians for research are enough for the magician to order a 10-year life extension package from the four major research institutes.

This is also the reason why Ash always finds that there is only one medical technician in the treatment room every time he wakes up - the medical technician does not allow others to watch when performing treatment to prevent others from stealing his treatment techniques.

The medical doctor looked at [201], "Were you sent by the teacher?"

"I am a graduate student studying under your senior sister, and she is my boss."

[201] The wording was carefully chosen, without revealing any names: "The warden of Broken Lake is friends with the boss... but the boss told me not to bother you. If this scum hadn't gone too far and actually stolen the institute's property, I wouldn't have shown up."

The medical practitioner asked, "Now that my identity has been exposed, should I leave here?"

[201] laughed. "Miss, you are joking. Those who come to Broken Lake Prison to perform the Blood Embrace Ceremony are all from the reserve races of the four major research institutes. How could we betray you? How dare we betray you?"

The other medical technicians all bowed to show their respect.

They had no choice but to bow their heads. There were a total of thirty-six research institutes in the Blood Moon Kingdom, including twenty-four small research institutes, eight medium research institutes, and four large research institutes.

Most of them were just "preparatory descendants" from small research institutes, but the young lady in front of them was a new member of the "Blood Crying" tribe from the four major research institutes. The difference in their identities was huge.

To put it bluntly, after they complete the Blood Embrace and leave the prison, the best outcome is to become Golden Bloods, gain an extra 200 years of lifespan, and stop at the Second Wing for the rest of their lives.

As for the new ethnic groups in the four major research institutes, almost all of them are descendants of the Holy Realm with a lifespan of 500 years, or even descendants of the Legendary Bloodline with a lifespan of 1,000 years!

The Three-Winged Sanctuary is the starting point they must reach. The Four-Winged Legend is not surprising. It is even possible to touch the realm of gods and become semi-gods above all living beings in the Blood Moon Kingdom!

"Miss, how do we deal with this scum?" [201] asked.

The medical practitioner was silent for a moment and looked at [176].

"Do you have anything to say?"

[176] He raised his fish head and glanced at the healer. His large eyes revealed the scarlet glow that she was most familiar with.

“Bold!”

【201】He snorted coldly and popped a bubble in the vein.

[176] His whole body trembled, and his already pale face became as white as a sheet of paper.

"I don't accept it."

"What are you dissatisfied with?"

"I don't accept that you can become a new ethnic group in the Bloody Crying Research Institute, while I have to tear and roll in a small research institute."

[176] He almost gnashed his fangs to pieces: "I am obviously a favored child among the fishmen, and I can obviously become the supreme bloodline, but why is there such a huge gap between my resources and yours?"

"I don't accept that you can get the Blood Embrace opportunity that I spent so much effort on. I don't accept that the technique that I longed for is knowledge that you can easily obtain. I don't accept why the best prisoner materials are handled by you, while I can only get some tasteless scraps..."

"What I am most dissatisfied with is why you are so talented!"

[176] More hysterical: "I can't just watch you surpass me... I can't!"

"What a scumbag with no remorse."

[201] punctured another intravenous bubble, and this time [176] almost passed out.

"There's no need to listen to his trash talk... Miss, how do you want to deal with him?"

[201] He paused, "Generally speaking, it is execution on the spot."

The medical practitioner looked at [176] who was about to collapse on the ground in silence, and thought for a long time.

"He doesn't disgust me enough to want him dead, but I wouldn't mind if he died."

"So you mean..."

"Find a soft stick in the shape of a geoduck and beat him all over. Do not treat him and drive him out. By the way, isn't he a blue-scaled fishman? The finger sharks won't kill him. Throw him into the sea tonight and let him swim back by himself."

[201] After a pause, "But Miss——"

"This is my decision." The medical doctor looked at [201], "If you don't agree, just do as you wish. I don't mind."

"I did not mean that." [201] He bowed deeply: "Your will will be carried out."

"Then I'll go back and rest."

The healer walked through the crowd and left quickly, as if she wanted to escape from this suffocating atmosphere. But soon, a slow and heavy footsteps quickly caught up with her.

The medic stopped in front of his dormitory door and looked at [201] who was catching up with him.

"Anything else?"

"Since I've already bothered you, I thought I'd take this opportunity to give you a few words... of warning." [201] He chose his words carefully. "Just a few words of warning."

"Go ahead."

"I noticed that the amount of time you spent with the inmates in the treatment room was a little...out of line with the rules. Of course, that's totally fine, and I promise no one will offend you with this rule, and I'm not here to warn you."

"If it weren't for the trouble we were getting from the Human Rights Association and the Racial Rights Association, we wouldn't have to pretend to be healers and come here to perform the ritual. Those rules only reduce the possibility of us getting into trouble, but you don't need to worry about getting into trouble, miss."

【201】Every sentence emphasizes his humility.

"I'm just worried that while you were playing, you might have developed unnecessary feelings for the materials and delayed the Blood Embrace ceremony. If there's a problem with your Blood Embrace progress, the boss will hold me accountable."

The healer shook his head. "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten the Blood Embrace ritual."

She paused, "All the prisoners I have treated have been implanted with Blood Embrace Seeds. As long as they die in the trial, the Blood Embrace Seeds will naturally gather their knowledge and magic power and transform them all into my source blood."

The medical technician walked into his dormitory, reached out and took off his crow mask, revealing a pair of extremely violent scarlet eyes, staring at [201] like a predator, making the latter feel terrified.

"We, the Blood Saints, have never developed feelings for bread."