Volume 3 Chapter 223

Volume 3 + Chapter 223: The Doctor’s Work

The False Sword Saint was lying on the experimental platform.

Even though the routine management check had ended, he still did not move, exactly like a corpse.

“Wright, I now have earth-shattering good news, do you have any interest in hearing it~?” The Doctor walked to the side of the False Sword Saint.

Wright?

The False Sword Saint was surprised that someone would still use that name for him, and he could not help but raise his head and look at the Doctor.

“What kind of earth-shattering good news are you talking about?”

“But there’s also a tiny little piece of bad news, which one do you want to hear first?”

“Tell me!! What’s the good news!!”

The False Sword Saint suddenly stood up, impatiently demanding.

At this moment, he was like a drowning man, constantly sinking, so any shred of hope, no matter how faint, he would desperately grasp.

“When you hear it, you will definitely be wild with joy.”

The Doctor thought for a moment, then seeing the atmosphere was about right, said.

“That so-called true human Sword Saint, because of some accidental circumstances, had his real identity completely exposed. As it turns out, it was not as everyone imagined, a hero’s return…”

“What happened to him, who is he really!!”

“Beneath that set of golden armor, it wasn’t a human, but rather… a Dragon!”

“What?!” The False Sword Saint’s expression showed shock.

“That’s right, it was all a ploy by the Dragon race to win our human race’s trust, deliberately disguising themselves as heroes, infiltrating our human world. Now that dragon’s identity has been completely revealed, everyone is spitting upon him, wishing for that evil dragon to be destroyed as quickly as possible!”

The Doctor fixed her gaze on the False Sword Saint.

“Now, all of us are hoping that you will kill the evil dragon, and become the dragon-slaying hero! Everyone is calling for your return!”

Hearing this, the False Sword Saint’s eyes lit up again.

He raised his hand, looked at the mark of the Holy Sword, and for the first time in so long, a smile appeared on his face, as if a miracle had arrived.

As long as he could kill that fellow, the identity of the Human Sword Saint would still belong to him.

His life would once again have meaning.

“Doctor, you also said to me there was a tiny little bad news, what is it?” The False Sword Saint asked again.

“Well, that is…”

The Doctor took the lollipop out of her mouth, pointed at the False Sword Saint, and laughed so hard tears came out.

“The bad news is, everything I just said was a lie!!”

“……”

The False Sword Saint was stunned.

“You really are hopeless, you even believed such made-up nonsense? A defective experimental product, right now in this world, not a single person is calling for your return. Everyone is praising the true hero who, together with Lady Knight Princess, saved humanity. And you, a degenerate who impersonated a hero, are being denounced and cursed by all, everyone is telling you to go die~”

The Doctor, in a light and cheerful tone, spoke the truth the False Sword Saint had been avoiding all along.

“The Schubert family has long been dissatisfied with your behavior, and has already begun considering reclaiming your identity. That’s right, everything you have ever valued has already been stripped away. Nothing is left at all!”

This whole time, he had nearly shut himself off completely, precisely because he did not want to hear such things.

But the Doctor treated it like telling a joke, pouring the cruel reality into his ears.

“You, you… you bastard!!!”

The False Sword Saint roared, his emotions instantly collapsing, the signs of Dragonification constantly emerging on his body. Raising his thick arms, he grabbed the Doctor’s neck and slowly tightened.

“Quick, quick, stop him!!”

The alchemists nearby, seeing this scene, were shocked and hurriedly jabbed a syringe of Stabilizing Potion in, trying to force the False Sword Saint to calm down.

Even though she was about to be killed, the Doctor still wore an unconcerned look, with a smile still on her face, as if her life meant nothing to her at all—she was a complete and utter madwoman.

“Kill me… and you… will completely lose… the chance… to ever rise again…”

The Doctor said this haltingly.

Hearing this, the False Sword Saint’s body shuddered, and he gradually loosened his grip on the Doctor.

More than venting his anger, what he truly feared was losing that tiny shred of hope.

Only the Doctor could stabilize his condition, make him stronger, and give him even a chance to once again defeat the Human Sword Saint.

“I don’t want… I don’t want to lose…”

The False Sword Saint held his head, kneeling on the ground, letting out cries of pain. Finally, under the effect of a large dose of Stabilizing Potion, he fell unconscious and the Dragonification ceased.

“Aiya, so in the end you still didn’t kill me?”

The Doctor looked at the False Sword Saint with eyes like she was scrutinizing a pitiful fool.

Forcing humans and explosives together really was boring. With just a little stimulation, they lost control of their emotions and nearly went berserk.

Creating a super bomb-man was less fun than just straightforwardly developing bombs…

“Doctor, are you alright?!” The Doctor’s assistant rushed over. “Doing that is way too dangerous!!”

“Write what just happened into the experiment report, you all saw it, right?” The Doctor said calmly.

“……”

The others were at a loss for words.

“Today’s work should be finished, right?” The Doctor asked.

“Doctor, there’s also the commission from the Templar Knights, it was delivered this morning, placed here, you haven’t read it yet.” The Doctor’s assistant reminded her.

“Not reading it, not helping, not going. Throw the commission into the trash.”

“Sorry, Doctor, you don’t have the right to refuse. The upper echelon has already decided on your behalf to accept it.”

“Tch, those old fossils of the family just love ordering me around in exchange for favors…”

The Doctor frowned in disgust, yet was quite helpless about it.

Perhaps she should find a chance to secretly poison all those old fossils of the Morrison family to death.

“What is it about?”

“The Templar Knights have made unprecedented progress in the excavation of ancient human civilization ruins, but at the same time have encountered difficulty. They need an outstanding alchemist to solve it.”

“Oh, fine.”

The Doctor had heard from her family elders that the Templar Knights were especially enthusiastic about archaeology, and had once dug up many powerful things, like the Holy Sword and Holy Spear…

The Morrison family had even traded with the Templar Knights in the past and obtained ancient alchemy. With ancient alchemy, the Hybrid Program was able to start. Was this time another new thing?

“Anything else?”

“No, but Doctor, there is someone waiting for you to finish work…”

“Not seeing them!”

“Alright, I’ll send that Laurel Tree Academy student away.”

“…Wait, a student from Laurel Tree Academy?”

The Doctor stopped her assistant, thought for a moment, realized who it might be, and grew a little interested.

…

“Why hasn’t she gotten off work yet~”

Xia Yi sat on a chair, waiting for the Doctor, staring at the clock in boredom.

The Doctor spotted the dazed, cute black-haired loli in the corner, and revealed a delighted expression.

Oh ho, the little cutie actually delivered herself here for free?