Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World

Chapter 247: Unexpectedly, the Abyss also has such an amazing doctor!

Breaking through to become an advanced knight, this moment is a milestone of great importance for Charlotte.

It means that he finally has the power to protect himself in this world.

So many people have been stopped by this Level 4 barrier.

He used to be a high-level magician, and now he is a high-level knight. There are probably not many people like him in this world.

As he rinsed away the impurities from his body in the cold water, his figure didn't change much, but only he knew that there had been a qualitative change, despite the seemingly insignificant increase of 100kg in strength.

Now, if he were to encounter Amos, he could kill him with a single sword, even if Amos had thousands of layers of magical spells on him.

Coming out of the bathroom, he took out the scroll of the "Sword of Judgment," took a deep breath, and then opened the scroll.

The familiar figure began to wield the sword once again. His mind sank, and when he opened his eyes again, he was standing on a stone the size of a fist.

Chaotic space turbulence mixed with flying rocks came crashing towards him, but he was able to stand firm amid the turbulence, using subtle movements of his body.

And ten meters away from him stood the Adjudicator, draped in a black robe, sword in hand.

"Young man, I didn't expect you to come back so soon."

"I have become an advanced knight," Charlotte looked at him and said calmly.

Although he was just an image left behind by the Adjudicator in this scroll, he still wanted to personally tell him this news.

In a sense, the Adjudicator could be considered his master.

He used the Adjudicator's Judgment Sword, practiced the Sword of Judgment, and trained in the Three Thousand Lights and Shadows body technique.

If it hadn't been for the Adjudicator tormenting him countless times in this mysterious space, he wouldn't have been able to master these sword techniques and body techniques in such a short time.

"Being an advanced knight is just the beginning. This time, let me show you what the true Sword of Judgment is."

The Adjudicator's deep voice resounded.

He unsheathed his sword and struck.

A black sword light, like a crescent moon, flew towards a giant rock that was rapidly approaching hundreds of meters away.

The rock had a diameter of at least a hundred meters, and its speed caused a trail of red flames.

With a flash of the sword light, the blazing rock was instantly destroyed, turning into a sky full of dust. Behind the giant rock, for a hundred meters, everything was quiet, even the raging chaotic flow.

Charlotte's mouth gradually opened wide, about to utter a curse, but swallowed it back.

It was completely different from the plain and unadorned killing techniques he had seen before, such as drawing the sword, spinning, and slashing repeatedly.

The Adjudicator's strike was elegant and stylish, and the power of the sword aura effortlessly shattered the giant rock from a distance, making him yearn for it.

"What sword technique is this?" Charlotte couldn't help but ask.

"The Sword of Judgment, Style Five - Sword Aura Strike," the Adjudicator replied, pointing his sword at Charlotte.

"You named it so simply?" Charlotte couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"The name of a sword technique is just for inheritance. Do you want to be a fool who shouts out the move before actually striking?" the Adjudicator sneered.

"You have a point there," Charlotte nodded, watching the Adjudicator, who was already prepared to attack, and hurriedly said, "Wait! Are you sure I can learn this sword technique now? I have never used sword aura before!"

"Level 4 is called a threshold because only after reaching Level 4 can you perform techniques that Level 3 cannot. Draw your sword, young man!" the Adjudicator looked at Charlotte indifferently.

Faced with the moon-shaped sword aura of the Adjudicator, Charlotte had no choice but to draw his sword.

Then he and his sword were split into two pieces, like a falling domino.

Opening his eyes again, he found himself still standing at a distance of ten meters.

The stone under his feet instantly shattered, and Charlotte's figure disappeared from the original spot.

Then, in the void hundreds of meters away, he was split apart by a sword strike, his body separated.

Fancy deaths weren't entirely useless.

At least they made Charlotte clearer about the Adjudicator's sword swings, power techniques, and how to unleash sword aura.

He resurrected once again.

Charlotte drew his sword and swung.

A huge disc-shaped sword aura flew out from the tip of the Judgment Sword, rushing towards the Adjudicator, who was tens of meters away.

As soon as the light appeared in Charlotte's eyes, he saw the disc-shaped sword aura being crushed by a gigantic wheel-like sword aura, and he was killed with a single strike.

Swing the sword, and get crushed.

Swing the sword, and get killed.

Swing the sword, behead...

Deaths no longer brought fear to Charlotte; they were more like compulsory intervals before launching his next attack.

The sword aura grew stronger, and more and more of the clash between the two could be nullified.

It was unknown how much time had passed, and how many deaths there had been.

Charlotte swung his sword, and a crescent-shaped black sword aura flew out, colliding with the Adjudicator's sword aura.

The clash between the two erupted in a thunderous explosion!

Within a hundred-meter radius of the two, all the rubble turned into powder.

Yet, despite being in the center of the waves, the two stood firm.

"Not bad, you have already mastered the Sword Qi Slash," the Judge said, raising his sword and nodding slightly.

Although there was joy on Charlotte's face, he didn't show excessive excitement and instead asked, "What about footwork? Are you not going to teach me footwork this time?"

"Wait until you have truly mastered the momentary brilliance and the shadow that follows closely, then we can consider teaching you more footwork," the Judge replied, waving his sleeve.

Suddenly, the previously calm spatial turbulence turned chaotic and violent, with rocks of various sizes surging from the endless darkness, smashing toward them.

The Judgment Sword in Charlotte's hand also disappeared in an instant.

Charlotte's expression changed immediately. He tried to retreat to a place where the turbulence was slightly slower by stepping back.

However, the turbulence was all-encompassing, no matter how he retreated, he was instantly overwhelmed.

He had to do everything in his power to survive between the chaotic rocks, and if he was not careful, he would be hit in the face by giant stones. It was a pitiful sight even if he didn't die.

Momentary brilliance, a shadow that follows closely...

His speed became faster and faster, leaving behind a trail of afterimages within the turbulence.

...

"Hoo...hoo..."

Charlotte suddenly sat up in bed, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself.

Without a sword in his hand, he had to fight for his life in the chaotic turbulence, which was no easier than dueling with the Judge.

But under extreme pressure, his footwork had indeed improved significantly.

The distance of the momentary brilliance increased from ten meters to fifty meters, a distance sufficient to catch opponents off guard.

The shadow that follows closely also became more versatile.

He couldn't quantify the specific degree of improvement, but coming out of that mysterious space, his combat abilities had undergone a qualitative improvement.

He paced back and forth in the room a few times before calming down his inner excitement.

In countless life-and-death battles in the mysterious space, he gained combat experience and skills befitting an advanced knight.

"If I have the chance, I should go into the wilderness for some training," Charlotte murmured to himself.

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, since he couldn't sleep anyway, he took out pen and paper and began sketching designs for syringes and custom medicine bottles.

Vivian was right. There are many patients suffering from diabetes in this world. Since he had already extracted insulin, he should promote it as soon as possible to give more patients a chance at treatment.

A glass syringe with an iron needle was the solution he came up with for now.

The glass was not a rare material in this world. Medicine bottles were made of glass, and they were mature and inexpensive, costing only a few copper coins each.

The storage requirements for insulin injection were higher than ordinary medicines, so a batch of medicine bottles needed to be customized for packaging insulin.

After finishing the drawings, he only needed to find a glassware factory, and the Abyss had one ready.

...

As the sky began to brighten, Jenny, who had just gotten on the carriage to leave, was stopped by an old servant at the carriage frame.

"Miss Jenny, Sir Hayward asked me to invite you over. He's waiting for you in the testing hall," the old servant said with a smiling face.

"Uncle, why did Sir Hayward want to see me so early in the morning?" Jenny looked puzzled but since it was Hayward who called for her, she could only get off the carriage again.

Jenny entered the side hall where Hayward, his father Leon, and the rarely-seen uncle Billy were seated.

"What's the matter? Is our family going bankrupt?" Jenny asked nervously when she saw the setup.

"Silly girl, why are you talking nonsense," Leon laughed sarcastically.

Hayward and Billy couldn't help but laugh as well.

"We're not bankrupt. Why are you three brothers sitting here early in the morning, scaring me like that?" Jenny sighed in relief, looking puzzled at them.

"Jenny, I heard that you've been going to the Abyss every day recently," Hayward asked as he looked at her.

"Uncle, don't listen to them. I just occasionally go there, it's not like I go every day..." Jenny replied, feeling a little guilty.

"Don't say you don't go every day. For the past few days, your mother and I wake up in the morning and can't see a trace of you until evening," Leon shook his head with a sigh.

"Are you interested in that boy from the Duru family?" Billy asked with a smile.

"No way!" Jenny blushed and said in a coquettish voice, "Uncle, you're following their nonsense too."

"Alright, enough. Jenny, you've grown up all these years, and it's rare for you to find someone you like. Us elders should stop making fun of you," Hayward laughed heartily.

"I won't talk to you guys anymore. I'm leaving," Jenny said, turning her head to leave.

"Wait a minute," Leon called out to Jenny and said, "I called you here today to ask you to take Uncle Billy to the Abyss for treatment."

"Go to the Abyss for treatment?" Jenny stopped in her tracks, turned around looked at Uncle Billy in surprise, and asked excitedly, "Uncle, have you finally found someone who can cure you?"

Her Uncle Billy, who was once Leon's capable assistant and made significant contributions to the development of the Calva Trading Company, contracted a strange illness two years ago. His physique became increasingly emaciated, transforming from a 200-pound strong man to his current thin and frail appearance.

Leon had searched for famous doctors for him, but no one was able to cure his illness.

Billy said, "Yesterday, I received a message from a fellow patient, saying that he found a way to treat my illness in the Abyss. Although I don't know if it's true or not, since the other party sounded very confident, I plan to go and check it out."

"I didn't expect the Abyss to have such a skilled doctor. Don't worry, I'm familiar with the Abyss. Let's set off. I'll take you to see the doctor," Jenny confidently said.