A few minutes later, Ryan, holding his form, followed Raven and arrived at the trial hall of this tall tower.
There were people coming and going in the hall, and most of them were in the same combination as them, with a Night Healer bringing an apprentice. Obviously, anyone who wanted to join the Night Healer organization needed a recommendation and introduction.
After Raven signed him up, he handed the identity plate to Ryan and said, "When your code name is called later, you can go in. I'll tell you the specific rules and assessment criteria in advance to prevent you from acting recklessly."
He closed his eyes and crossed his arms, saying, "Our Night Healer organization doesn't accept creatures without a medical foundation. Those who can obtain the qualification of Night Healer are all doctors with strong surgical and medical abilities without exception."
"So the assessment is divided into four subjects: [Adaptability], [Psychological Quality], [Skills], and [Combat Ability]. And after passing these four subjects, there is the last subject [Concept]."
Ryan asked in confusion, "Does the combat ability also need to be assessed?"
Raven glanced at him and said, "Without strong enough combat ability, how can you treat those monsters? If they don't obey and want to resist, don't you have to knock them out?"
Ryan nodded and thought, "I see! It's never too old to learn!"
And at that moment, a shout came from the distance.
"Number 4! Good Doctor · Peacemaker! Prepare for the assessment!"
Instantly, all the creatures in the hall looked around in surprise.
Raven got goosebumps all over his body, turned his head awkwardly and painfully, indicating that he didn't know this human creature beside him at all.
Ryan smiled slightly, adjusted his monocle, and said confidently, "Mr. Raven! Wait for my good news. I'll go first!"
Raven didn't want to talk to him.
Then, under the surprised gazes of many creatures, Ryan walked into the assessment point with his head held high and a smile on his face.
...
A few minutes later, Ryan and nine other creatures were standing in line inside the trial hall, waiting for the assessment.
Ryan glanced at the creatures on both sides and found that among these ten apprentice Night Healers, he was the most normal one.
There was a mechanical puppet, two undead with rotting flesh, three dark elves with dark skin, a vampire, and two crooked stitch monsters.
He was the only human with regular facial features.
[Advantage in Appearance + 1]
In front of them, a Night Healer wearing a beak mask took a look at the ten of them with a form in his hand and said indifferently, "Are everyone here? Next, I'll call the roll. Answer when your name is called."
"Yes!" Everyone answered in unison.
"Bronze Man!"
"Here!" A mechanical synthetic voice.
"Bones!"
"Here!" A hoarse voice of an undead.
"Blood Source!"
"Here!" A laughing voice of a blood clan.
"Good Doctor · Peacemaker!"
"Here!" Ryan shouted clearly.
Instantly, all the nine members turned their strange gazes on Ryan, and even the Night Healer in charge of the assessment also looked over.
"..."
An indescribable awkward atmosphere came over them.
But Ryan had a smile on his face and was very confident. There was no sign of any awkwardness at all.
The Night Healer wiped the sweat on his forehead.
This name really caught him off guard.
The other ones were at least somewhat related, but this code name seemed to have nothing to do with it. It was the most positive code name he had ever seen.
Soon, the roll call was finished.
The Night Healer looked at them and said in a hoarse voice, "Since you are qualified to participate in the assessment of the Night Healers, without exception, you must have gone through numerous tests and obtained the recognition and affirmation of your recommenders. You are all very professional doctors!"
Ryan nodded vigorously.
"But!" The Night Healer said hoarsely, "To become a qualified Night Healer, you not only need to be professional but also more professional than all doctors!"
"So you must have the ability to skillfully find suitable tools to operate on the target in any environment!"
"Sometimes, in a dangerous environment, a stone chip, a table knife, or even a barbecue stick can become your scalpel!"
"So the first assessment content is your ability to use tools!"
Snap—
He snapped his fingers.
Instantly, the door opposite them slowly opened, and one patient after another was pushed out from the door. Each of them had a pale face and couldn't stop coughing.
The Night Healer said hoarsely, "These are the patients you need to treat, and they are also your predecessors. You can treat them as you like. They will score your surgical ability during the process of your operating on them."
Ryan raised his hand.
The Night Healer glanced at him and said, "Speak!"
Ryan took a step forward, adjusted his monocle, and said seriously, "Report, instructor. Aren't they afraid of being killed by us? For example, accidentally stabbing a knife into their foreheads. That's all."
"..."
"..."
There was silence all around.
The Night Healer closed his eyes and said, "Don't worry. Their medical level is far higher than yours. You can't kill them. And your predecessors are very willing to guide you newbies. Of course, there's also a high subsidy."
Ryan nodded. So that's how it is.
They go out to get sick and then come here for free treatment and can also get a lot of money. What a good job.
"Any other questions?" The Night Healer shouted.
"No!" Everyone shouted.
The Night Healer snapped his fingers again, and a door behind them slowly opened.
The Night Healer looked at his watch and said indifferently, "You have two minutes to go to that room to choose your own tools. Don't worry, none of them are normal. Next, it depends on your surgical abilities. The time starts! Go!"
"Yes!" Everyone shouted.
Without saying a word, the ten dark creatures immediately turned around and rushed into that door quickly.
Soon, two minutes passed in a flash.
The ten apprentice Night Healers came out one after another with their suitable tools.
The Night Healer glanced at the tool of the No. 1 mechanical puppet.
[A fruit knife]
Not bad.
This was the best surgical tool besides a scalpel.
He then glanced at the tool of the No. 2 undead.
[Bone fragment]
He nodded, quite satisfied.
He then looked at the tool in the hand of the No. 3 vampire.
[Blade]
Well, although it's small, if used properly, it's also a very good surgical tool.
Then he turned his head and his gaze fell on the tool in the hand of No. 4, Ryan.
"Where's your tool?" the Night Healer asked hesitantly.
Ryan said seriously, "Here it is!"
Clatter—Clatter—
Ryan picked up the rusty chainsaw that was on his back, pulled it, and it started making sparks and crackling sounds, with thick smoke billowing from the old chainsaw.
The Night Healer: "!!! "
The fourth patient: "!!! "