Full-Time Magister: One System, One Forbidden Spell, the Strongest Divine Gift

Chapter 66 Today's Massacre: The Truth Revealed!
"Who gave you permission to stop people?!"

A clear, cool female voice came from inside the tent.

Gawain, a high-level healing mage dressed in a moon-white robe, strode out, his five-star healing mage badge gleaming in the sunlight.

She first bowed to Chen Yuan and the other man, then turned and scolded, "This is Councilor Chen Yuan, and next to him is Master Hunter."

Can you bear the responsibility if this delays the treatment of COVID-19 patients?

"???"

The guard was taken aback upon hearing this.

Hunter Master? Congressman?
One looked to be in his early twenties, and the other looked to be in his early teens.

Has the world really turned out this way?
Inside the tent, a strong smell of medicine mixed with the stench of decay filled the air.

Gao Wen quickly led the two to the intensive care unit and said in a low voice, "I heard you two have found a way to break the epidemic?"

Chen Yuan did not answer, but drew a line in the air with his slender fingers.

The storage magic tool glowed faintly, and a herb with crimson leaves and veins like eagle feathers appeared out of thin air, emitting a spicy fragrance.

"Eagle Red Grass?" Gao Wen's pupils contracted slightly. "Isn't this just an ordinary antidote herb?"

Chen Yuan's lips curled up slightly.

A silver light of spiritual energy suddenly emanated from his fingertips, and the eagle-red grass gradually turned into a viscous red paste under the kneading of an invisible force.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he evenly applied the medicinal paste to the patient's bruised and swollen area.

"Zi-"

Accompanied by eerie sounds, the black energy wriggling beneath the patient's skin fled frantically as if encountering a natural enemy.

The body, which had been swollen like a drum, visibly shrunk, and the ashen face gradually regained its color.

"It really is true that you learn as long as you live. I never expected that taking an unconventional approach would have such a surprising effect," Gao Wen murmured.

Chen Yuan slowly wiped his hands and glanced at the stunned crowd: "These eagle-red grasses grow in the territory of the white demon eagles, so be careful when collecting them."

"Of course, there's one more thing besides that."

“Please speak freely, Councilor Chen, as long as it’s within my power,” Gao Wen said.

"I need to go to the blood bank; I suspect there's a problem there."

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Blood-red moonlight streamed through the blinds, casting dappled shadows on the concrete floor of the military blood bank.

Since the outbreak of the pandemic, this warehouse, which should have been heavily guarded, has been brightly lit all night long, and the sound of carts delivering blood products can be heard in the corridor every half hour.

Hidden in the shadows of a blind spot in the surveillance, Luo Mian toyed with a counterfeit quartermaster badge between his fingers.

He watched as yet another truckload of fresh blood was pushed into the refrigerated room, a greedy smile spreading across his face.

"This is the third car."

He snapped his fingers lightly, and the two men in black robes behind him immediately activated their spatial magic tools.

The blood serum that had just been delivered to the shelves disappeared in the spatial ripples, replaced by inferior products with the same labels.

The genuine blood serum that was switched out is currently being auctioned on the black market for millions of dollars per bag.

"May that idiot be blessed."

Luo Mian stroked the thick stack of crystal cards in his storage ring and smiled silently.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the senator's heroic efforts in putting out the fires.

Who would notice that the blood bank label had been switched by him?

Amidst the humming of the refrigerated display case, another batch of diluted plague serum was mixed into the normal supply chain.

The cart wheels rolled over the still-wet bloodstains on the ground, crushing the last evidence of this deadly deal to shreds.

At dawn, White Town was shrouded in a pale blue morning mist. Lingling rubbed her sore eyes, and the magic lamp in the laboratory cast her shadow on the wall covered with data.

The blood sample on the test tube rack had an eerie dark red hue in the morning light.

"Sure enough."

She took off the magnifying glass and lightly touched the holographic projection in the center of the experimental table with her fingertip.

The three-dimensional images clearly show a comparison of the molecular structures of normal blood (left) and problematic blood (right).

Dozens of black, wriggling specks, resembling parasites, appeared in the sample on the right.

Suddenly, the voices of the early shift medical staff came through the window: "Three more patients deteriorated last night, all of them had received blood transfusions."

Lingling clenched the lab report tightly, the paper making a creaking sound under her weight.

The movement trajectory of those black dots perfectly matched the plague toxins that Chen Yuan had previously demonstrated.

So she quickly called over Leng Qing, Chen Yuan, and the others.

Anyone who learns the truth will feel angry!

Suddenly, Gawain overturned the entire row of reagent shelves; amidst the sound of shattering glass, this usually gentle healer unleashed a surge of high-level magic.

"That beast Luo Mian! Those dying patients! Those children!"

She choked up and couldn't continue, her robe cuffs creased with a spiderweb-like texture.

Chen Yuan gently pressed down on Gao Wen's trembling shoulder, but his gaze remained fixed on the small signature on the sample label—

Wang Yi.

The head of the blood bank, Luo Mian's lackey.

"Now that the matter has been clarified, let's arrest Luo Mian and bring him to justice," Chen Yuan said.

Chen Yuan arrived just in time.

Zhu Meng convened another meeting to discuss the capture of the Xuan Snake. The two sides argued back and forth without reaching a conclusion, and no matter what Zhu Meng said, neither side was willing to hand over the Xuan Snake.

"Councilor Chen Yuan, please come in." Upon seeing Chen Yuan's arrival, the monk guarding the door hurriedly opened it.

Before he even entered, he heard Zhu Meng's voice, which was already completely flushed:

"In just three days, the death toll has surpassed two hundred!"

Zhu Meng slammed his fist on the conference table, his lightning magic erupting uncontrollably. "You bunch of pedantic fools, how long are you going to protect that beast?!"

Across the conference table, Tang Zhong, his face ashen, crushed a fountain pen in his hand, ink dripping from his fingers onto the photograph of the Xuan Snake totem: "Zhu Meng! Without solid evidence..."

"Evidence?" Zhu Meng laughed. "How many people have died already? You're still talking to me about evidence?"

"Snapped!"

A crisp snap of fingers interrupted him.

Everyone turned around in astonishment, only to see Chen Yuan leaning against the door frame. "There's no need to argue anymore. I've found the evidence. Xuan She is innocent too. I've found the beast who framed Xuan She and wanted to take advantage of the situation."

"Why are you only arriving now?" Zhu Meng frowned, his tone revealing obvious dissatisfaction.

He had notified Chen Yuan to come and assist him before he even arrived in Hangzhou, but he didn't expect that the kid would only show up now.

But on second thought, at least the other party brought crucial clues, so it wasn't a complete waste of time.

"It took some time to gather solid evidence."

Chen Yuan remained calm as he glanced at everyone present. "It can now be proven that the Black Serpent is not the real culprit; the true murderer is someone else."

"?!"

These words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, causing everyone present to involuntarily gasp.

The most shocked person was Luo Mian. His pupils suddenly contracted, his fingers hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly, and his mind was already rapidly calculating a way to escape.

(End of this chapter)