Chapter 1 Collecting Materials

Without delay, Princess Anna's subordinates immediately began collecting various extraordinary materials according to the list provided by Li Ang.

To call it collecting was actually a matter of allocating resources—the royal treasury was already overflowing with the treasures of the entire Kingdom of Lorn, lacking nothing. After the Ice Queen conquered Lorn, the royal treasury was responsible for storing tributes from other kingdoms, and its reserves only increased rather than decreased.

However, in order to increase the difficulty, Li Ang deliberately fabricated some non-existent materials on the list.

This was mainly to allow John Joyce and others to give full play to their subjective initiative, leading the Lorn Kingdom security team to patrol the capital several times, and raid places like secret organization strongholds, auction houses, and pharmacies.

The whole process was still under strict surveillance.

Li Ang wasn't idle either. The apartment building next to the mansion had been transformed into a temporary clinic, housing ten patients suffering from various serious illnesses, rejected by many doctors.

Among these patients, four also had heart conditions, two of whom had symptoms similar to those of Princess Anna.

Obviously, Princess Anna's medical team wanted to test Li Ang's medical skills, at least to prevent him from treating Princess Anna without seeing successful treatment examples.

Li Ang didn't show any anger or resentment, and naturally monitored all the patients in the temporary clinic.

After the security team brought the first batch of materials, Li Ang slightly modified the extraordinary materials and prepared to start the first surgery directly.

He left John Joyce and the others behind, took a cancer patient to the operating room, and began to prepare for the surgery.

When performing surgery on patients in Mori City before, it was always just Li Ang alone. The patients were given strong anesthetics before being pushed into the operating room, and they were unconscious throughout the entire process—this made it convenient for Li Ang to directly take out the biological blueprint for modification.

But now, behind the one-way glass of the operating room, stood Princess Anna's medical team and security team, closely monitoring Li Ang's every move.

It was impossible to be as relaxed and casual as in Mori City.

The only way was to make the medical process as mysterious as possible, so that the other party couldn't understand it at all, which would make it easier for the players to operate.

"Draw the pattern according to the blueprint, put the things there, that's right."

Li Ang directed his apprentices to draw intricate patterns on the floor of the operating room, and place extraordinary materials in various places on the pattern.

Things like Daliah bat moth larvae oil candles, withered Tasmanian wolf front paws, rosemary sweet flag, and fierce dark silver tongue spider placenta...

These messy things obviously didn't comply with the regulations for sterile operating rooms, but even more excessive things were yet to come—

Li Ang had his apprentices move in a long table, spread yellow silk on the table, and put fruits, vegetables, grains, a sound system disguised as a wooden box, and his own carved spirit tablet.

Then, he put on a red silk robe provided by the Kingdom of Lorn, held a slender wooden sword in one hand and a cinnabar talisman in the other, and wore a crown on his head, looking like an immortal sage.

Several apprentices wore formal surgical gowns, masks, and hats, standing side by side at the back of the operating room, looking solemn.

The tumor patient who was pushed in was a young man. Judging from his physique and appearance, he was probably a wealthy second-generation with good economic conditions.

Li Ang hadn't given him anesthesia according to the rules before, so when this young man saw the exaggerated and outrageous scene in the operating room, he was completely speechless.

After preparing, Li Ang opened his eyes and shouted, "Om, ma, ni, pad, me, hum!"

This roar came suddenly, startling Dr. Carly and others outside the one-way glass.

Before they could calm down, Li Ang waved the wooden sword in his hand, and accompanied by the pure music of "The Second Set of Middle School Student Broadcast Gymnastics: Young Eagles Take Off" from the sound system, he earnestly did broadcast gymnastics.

At the same time, he muttered, "Knowing one in all, knowing all in one. Observing the Tathagata equally, the appearances of the three worlds' dharmas. Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, an immortal strokes my head, and I will receive longevity when my hair is tied. God said let there be light, and there was light. Feudal superstition is not allowed, scientific treatment ensures health..."

This mixed and scattered prayer was really unconventional, with a post-modern magical realism and black humor spirit of a great priest Wang Lama from the Wudang Mountain Office in the Shaolin Temple.

However, the natives behind the one-way mirror couldn't understand it at all. Looking at Li Ang's sword dance, they only felt a sense of unfathomable awesomeness.

Li Ang thought that he had danced enough, so he slapped the wooden box with his sword, turned off the sound system,

Then he dropped the wooden sword, picked up the scalpel placed in front of the spirit tablet, poked the fruit bowl, picked the fruits into the air and cut them into countless pieces,

Then he picked up some rice, sprinkled it on the table, and after carefully examining it, he showed a mysterious and solemn expression.

At this time, several teammates behind him also began to sing the famous "Hallelujah" according to the previous plan.

Smoke lingered, songs echoed, and the fragrance of fruit wafted.

Li Ang hopped to the operating table, looked at the terrified young tumor patient, and said with a smile, "Are you scared? Brother, if you're scared, type the word 'scared' on the public screen."

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The young patient was dumbfounded. He looked at the scalpel in Li Ang's hand, which was still dripping with various juices, and the expression on his face was even more ugly than crying.

"Master, shouldn't you clean the scalpel? It will be infected if you do the surgery directly like this, right?"

"How can I clean it? There's good juice on it."

"Then master, can you give me some anesthesia?"

Li Ang shook his head, "No, I never give anesthesia for surgery, I'm afraid of pain."

It's me who's in pain without anesthesia! Why are you in pain!

The young patient wanted to roar and complain, but Li Ang put the scalpel on his lips.

"Come on, have some good juice."

Under the cold blade, the young patient tremblingly licked a bite of good juice. Before he could swallow it, Li Ang struck with his hand, slashing his left leg with one knife.

"Ahhhhh!"

The patient let out a painful scream, "Doctor, my tumor is on the right leg, ahhhh..."