After turning into a rare female, she refused the bosses' exclusive favor

Although the dean is not a theist, he also believes in some supernatural phenomena that cannot be explained by science.

And the ability that Pushik demonstrated today was completely beyond the old man's expectations.

Pu Xike was seen among the crowd, releasing a huge amount of mental power, instantly covering the entire hall.

The "mania" of these patients is much milder than that of the seriously ill patients in sanatoriums and shelters. Although the out-of-control values ​​mostly exceed the safety line, it is not a particularly troublesome problem for Pushik.

Pushik was seen emitting a bright green light all over his body, and a vast breath of life filled the entire hall.

Then, countless points of light emerged from the green light, dancing in the air like fireflies on a summer night.

At this moment, everyone in the hall was immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

The green dots of light floated everywhere, and finally penetrated into the patient's body...

"It's so comfortable! I feel like my whole body has been healed."

"This is more effective than the female's spiritual comfort!"

"I feel very calm and there is no sign of losing control."

"It's amazing! Is this the power of the angel?"

"..."

The cured patients felt unprecedented comfort. Bathed in the "holy light", they all looked at Pushik with admiration.

Even the dean was shocked when he saw this. "It's really like what people say online. This is simply a miracle."

"Yes, it's simply a miracle..." Reinhardt agreed in a low voice.

The man spread out his palms, and the green light fell on his palms, melting like snow and blending into his body. An indescribable feeling of comfort surged throughout his body.

This is the healing ability that is unique to Pushik. Even though Reinhardt has seen many healing psychics, their abilities can never match this.

In less than half an hour, all the patients in the entire hall were treated and the out-of-control value was reduced to the lowest level.

"Let's change to the next batch!" Pushik said to the dean.

The dean was a little surprised, "Don't you need to rest for a while?"

After all, Pu Xike had just treated at least fifty patients with "mania", and his mental energy must have been consumed greatly.

The dean was very worried that this excessive workload would cause physical and mental damage to Pushik, so he couldn't help but have some concerns.

But Pu Xike looked relaxed, "Don't worry! I can do it!"

The out-of-control levels of these patients are still within a controllable range, so it is relatively easy to provide mental counseling. In addition, Pushik's mental strength is already strong and profound, and the treatment just now only consumed one percent of his mental strength.

With the help of Sephirah, the recovery speed of mental power is much faster than the consumption.

The dean was hesitating, and Reinhardt spoke again: "Dean, don't worry. This "angel" is far more powerful than you think!"

The man's eyes were full of trust, which moved the dean.

"Then I'll trouble you, Angel, but please don't force yourself."

To a more traditional person like the dean, Pushik is not only an angel of noble status, but also a rare and delicate female, so he is so cautious.

Pu Xike nodded slightly in response to the elder's concern.

The dean ordered people to arrange a new batch of patients, but some people in the hall refused to leave and said they wanted to express their gratitude to Pushik no matter what.

"Nonsense! The patients behind are still waiting for treatment from the angel. This is a hospital, not a place for you to chase stars." The dean shouted harshly.

He knew the reason why these people were unwilling to leave. They simply wanted to take a closer look at Pushik or even talk to him.

But this is a hospital after all, a place to save lives and heal the wounded. The "mania" patients at the back are still waiting to receive Pushik's treatment, so the dean became furious and changed his previous gentle attitude.

Those who were still staying in the hospital had to leave in disappointment.

In this way, batch after batch of patients were replaced in the hall, and Pu Xike felt that he had treated no less than a thousand people.

No suspicious people have been found so far, and Pushik thought the resistance army would not take any action until...

After he had no idea how many rounds of treatment he had received, a masked man caught Pushik's attention. The man had the hood on his head lowered, keeping a low profile in the crowd, but his eyes were fixed on him.

Although most people's eyes were on Pushik, there was a sense of possession in that man's eyes, like a wild beast lurking in the dark, spying on its prey.

Pu Xike did not pay attention to that person deliberately, but used his mental power to explore the other party's strength.

With only A-level strength, it doesn't pose much of a threat. Could it be equipped with some lethal weapons? It seems... not.

After some investigation, Pushik found nothing unusual.

"Let's stop here for today..."

Pu Xike finished today's treatment and looked a little tired.

At this moment, the masked man rushed forward and grabbed Pushik's wrist.

Before the people around could react, they saw the man grinning sinisterly at Pu Xike and said, "Hehehe... Angel..."

The man's eyes were empty and sickly, like a soulless puppet.

"Let her go!" Reinhardt stepped forward quickly.

The man still held Pu Xike's wrist tightly, and refused to let go. "Hehehehe... I caught you! Lord Angel. Hehehehe..."

"Who are you?" Pu Xike asked coldly.

"Hehehe... If you just follow me, the resistance will give you everything you want... hehehe..."

"What if I refuse?" Pushik raised his eyebrows with contempt in his eyes.

"Then I will have no choice but... hehehe... to take you away by force... hehehe..."

"You can try it!" Pushik sneered.

Before the man could react, Pushik knocked him to the ground, and condensed a light rope from his hand to bind the man.

Afterwards, Pu Xike did not forget to add, "To be honest, your laugh is really unpleasant."

"Xier, are you okay?" Reinhardt asked.

It was only a few seconds, but Pu Xike subdued the opponent in the blink of an eye. His movements were smooth and done without any delay.

Pu Xike said calmly: "It's okay! I noticed this guy a long time ago."

“Hehehe… I’ve been caught! I’m going to die… hehehe…”

That person's expression was too weird. He could actually laugh in such a situation.

“Hehehehe…die…hehehehe…die…hehehehe…all of you…die…”

"Xier, be careful!" Reinhardt noticed something was wrong.

The man's whole body was swollen, as if something was about to burst out of his body, and his whole body became very twisted.

Upon seeing this, Pu Xike immediately summoned the Dharma Palm, and wrapped the man with his big hand. Then there was a "bang" sound, and the man suddenly exploded like a balloon that had expanded to its limit.

The scene was extremely disgusting. The people present felt their stomachs churning and a fishy, ​​pungent smell filled the air.

Fortunately, when the man exploded, the poisonous gas emitted from his body was caught by Pushik. The Dharma Palm can capture this invisible thing, gather it together, and finally purify it by Pushik.

The dean at the side seemed to be overly frightened, muttering: "Poison...poisonous people, this is poisonous people..."

"Poison people? What is that?" Pu Xike was confused.

"'Poison Man' is a humanoid biochemical weapon developed by the rebels. During the Empire's rebellion, they used poison men to massacre their compatriots. I didn't expect that this inhumane biochemical technology still exists..." Reinhardt clenched his fists, his eyes full of resentment.

The poisonous man carries hundreds of viruses. Once an outbreak occurs, there will be countless casualties.

If Pu Xike had not reacted in time, I'm afraid everyone in the hospital would have died.