The alchemists were huddled around, studying the L-type and M-type transformation information intently. Bai Yi observed the attributes of the two silver orcs.
Suddenly, both orcs, who had been trying to contain their excitement, stiffened as if they had been completely exposed. They turned their heads awkwardly and lowered them in unison, falling silent.
Comparing Charm Attributes:
Garrett's Charm Value: 2
White Blight's Charm Value: 9
Your charm is 450% of the opponent's, and you gain 100% of the attribute.
Name: Garrett
Race: Orc
Occupation: Berserker
Level: 36
Personal Attributes:
Strength: 155
Agility: 103
Endurance: 156
Intelligence: 18
Spirit: 2
Charm: 2
Luck: 2
Legend Degree: 5
Rank: Lower Silver
Skills:
Heavy Chop: Charge a strike, causing 200% damage.
Battle Axe
Specialties:
Berserker: Enters a rage state, ignoring physical damage and blocking pain. The lower the health, the stronger the attribute increases. Will not enter a dying state until health drops to 1%.
Hard Skin: Toughens skin, reducing damage from sharp objects by 20% and blunt objects by 10%.
Evaluation: An ordinary Berserker; strength is likely his specialty.
Magath's profile was similar. Both orcs possessed two specialties, but they were considered ordinary. They might excel against players, but among NPCs, they could only be rated as B-level potential at most. As lower silver-level warriors, they had reached the peak of their lives at nearly a hundred years old.
However, once they completed the L-type transformation, both would achieve combat power equivalent to weak gold, a significant upgrade within the entire federation. The trade-off? They would forfeit any further opportunities for growth in this life.
Bai Yi retracted his gaze, taking in the serious expressions of the alchemists around him. While these five silver alchemists could barely manage flesh and blood transformation, the success rate remained uncertain. They might need some auxiliary support.
He stepped out of the transformation room, his mental energy surging as he briefed the soldiers on guard at the door. About ten minutes later, an orc soldier entered, excitement evident in his demeanor, holding a box containing high-end mobile phones, cameras, and scanners.
Bai Yi took the box and instructed mentally: Record the entire transformation process, create an AI clone to assist, and correct any flesh and blood transformation errors in real-time to boost success rates.
Notify the military department to send two speed-type elf soldiers for transformation as well.
Zero: Received, message sent, ready to record at any time.
As Bai Yi turned to leave, a voice called out: "Lord City Lord, wait a moment."
It was Mina. Bai Yi turned to see her approaching with a worried expression and red eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked, setting down the device in his hand.
Mina stepped closer, accompanied by Irene. "Mr. Bai Yi, there's an issue with Irene's inheritance. I want to take her to the capital for Zhuli of the Elven Church to examine her."
Bai Yi furrowed his brow. "What could possibly be wrong with her inheritance? Let me take a look first."
He initiated a scan, focusing on Irene. Instantly, she froze, attempting to hide behind Mina but unable to escape the panel's scrutiny.
Comparing Charm Attributes:
Irene's Charm Value: 32
White Blight's Charm Value: 9
Your charm is 25% of the other party's, and you gain 18% of the information.
Bai Yi paused, taken aback by the charm levels. He didn't delve deeper into the data but said, "Hold on, I need to harness another power before I can assess this."
He decisively switched to the dark side. The charm value could trigger negative charm judgments, and he suspected the dark attribute was significantly strong.
A presence that made the air tremble enveloped them. Although Bai Yi restrained it, Mina and Irene instinctively stepped back, fear and surprise evident in their eyes.
Comparing Charm Attributes:
Irene's Charm Value: 32
Alchemist's Charm Value: -6
With negative charm enabled, you are 93% of the other party's charm value and gain 80% of the information.
Bai Yi noted the positive-negative conversion ratio and felt a sense of satisfaction.
Name: Irene
Race: Elf
Occupation: Life Priest
Level: 28
Personal Attributes:
Strength: 8
Agility: 10
Endurance: 7
Intelligence: 98
Spirit: 35
Charm: 32
Luck: 9
Legend Degree: 6
Skills:
Healing: Can heal 30% of physical damage of a normal bronze creature.
Life Sacrifice: Converts energy into life energy with inherent healing effects.
Curse Reduction: Immune to low-level curses, Curse Resistance +100.
Life Curse Doctor (Only): Can perceive diseases in others. If the target is not sick, believing they are sick can manifest a condition.
Life Mutation (Unique): Healing magic effects increased by 300%, but there's a 50% chance of causing an equal amount of life loss instead.
Evaluation: Absorbed the curse of God from elven heritage, leading to some abnormalities. With luck, she could become a healing saint.
Bai Yi's eyes widened in shock. He recalled the little skeletons that had been reduced to ashes by her healing technique.
"Quack! Quack!" he thought, feeling a mix of awe and dread.
Irene, sensing his intense stare, shrank back behind Mina. "Boss, don't look at me like that. It's scary."
Mina, anxious, asked, "Lord City Lord, what's her condition? Should I take her back to the capital? She has immense potential that must not be wasted."
Bai Yi nodded. "Her potential is indeed extraordinary—higher than you realize."
With two unique talents, she surpassed both him and Luo Ning, who could only sense one or two at most.
"Wait, her title seems to imply a curse," he said. "She's a unique case—a new profession emerging from her connection with remnants of God."
Mina, surprised, responded, "Really? Then I must report to the parliament and bring her to the capital."
Bai Yi shook his head. "No need. The elves cannot nurture her talent." He shifted back to a lighter demeanor. "To be precise, her connection has caused some mutations within her."
"Mutations?" both Mina and Irene echoed, worried.
Bai Yi contemplated the implications. "I've heard of Luo Ning. He's notorious among players, having captured several congressmen. But I can't assume she merely stumbled upon this power."
He envisioned the possibilities: a girl of destiny combined with irregular poison could yield a life sacrifice enhanced by 300%—a devastating curse in battle.
"Don't worry," he assured them. "Her power is divine and potent. I will check on you soon."
Irene possessed three main attributes: spirit, intelligence, and charm. Intelligence dictated her healing capabilities, while the other two intertwined with curses.
Bai Yi produced a high-level spiritual training manual from his space ring, handing it to Mina. "Teach her this for now. I'll come by when I finish here."
Mina took the manual, puzzled. "Why does a life sacrifice need spiritual training?"
"Also, ensure she refrains from any healing-related tasks for now. Her current techniques may morph into curses. There have been records of a similar profession—Curse Doctors—but I need to investigate further."
Mina's expression shifted to concern. "Curse Doctors? They're notorious from the ancient god era."
Bai Yi nodded. "They viewed all beings as diseased, and their 'treatments' often led to death."
Irene, intrigued, asked, "What's a curse doctor? They sound powerful!"
"Indeed," Bai Yi replied. "From now on, you'll be a quack doctor. Try to treat fewer people."
"See a doctor!" Irene quipped, glancing at Bai Yi. "Um, Boss, you don't seem well."
Bai Yi raised an eyebrow. "Can you diagnose me?"
Irene scrutinized him and finally landed on his abdomen. "Your intestines are problematic. We need to operate!"
You are attacked by a curse. The Plague Doctor Set can exempt you from this curse.
"Wha—?" Irene's eyes widened. "I mean, your shoulder! It's definitely frozen shoulder!"
You are attacked by a curse. The Plague Doctor Set can exempt you from this curse.
Irene blinked in confusion, sensing Mina's nervousness. "Uh, Boss, I was wrong again. You don't look sick."
Bai Yi sighed. "Find records on Curse Doctors and help her control her abilities. Their talent lets them detect hidden ailments, but only the first impression is accurate. Subsequent diagnoses often manifest as curses."
He shook his head, imagining the chaos that could ensue if Irene diagnosed random passersby. A 300% enhanced poison could seriously harm even bronze-level players.
"I understand," Mina replied solemnly. "I'll keep a close watch on her and await your arrival."
As she and Irene departed, Bai Yi reflected on the potential within Irene. Though she had a playful demeanor, she possessed a surprising maturity and sense of responsibility.
He picked up the technological equipment and signaled to the two orcs waiting at the end of the corridor, excitement evident in their eyes. The transformation they had long anticipated was about to begin!
All devices are connected.
Zero's voice echoed in his mind. With forty minutes left, Bai Yi wasn't rushed.
"Wait outside until I call you in."
After giving instructions, he moved the equipment into place. When the time came, the alchemists set aside their books, eyes focused on Bai Yi.
"Come and collect your equipment first."
He turned to Garrett. "You're the elder brother, right? You go first."
He gestured to a metal operating table. "Lie down here, and then Magath will follow."
Magath, stunned but compliant, exited the room.
Bai Yi surveyed the alchemists, who had donned their gear and found their positions.
"First, you can choose whether to use anesthetics. However, know that they may be neutralized during the transformation."
"Having a strong individual present for assistance is crucial. For example..."
Bang!
Bai Yi used his mental strength to slam Garrett's head against the hard alloy table.
Garrett's eyes rolled back as he lost consciousness.
"This way, the subjects won't suffer too much. Once the transformations are complete, the remaining alchemists can assist."
"Also, prepare healing potions, berserk potions, adrenaline, and others. These will be vital for saving lives during critical moments."
"If a transformation fails, we can use physical anesthesia to remove any incorrectly transformed parts, extending the procedure's viability."
"And if you fail a second time, consider switching careers to become pharmacists. That path is safer and doesn't risk lives as readily."
As Bai Yi spoke, a sharp scalpel materialized in his hand, blood beginning to spill as Garrett's body twitched involuntarily.
The alchemists listened with rapt attention, absorbing his every word as though they were receiving an imperial decree.