He was resurrected indefinitely and handed over to the state by the headmistress.

As the demons retreated, the human defenses erupted in deafening battle cries.

Many soldiers, blinded by rage, were eager to press their advantage and pursue the fleeing enemy.

"All troops, listen up! Return to defense! No pursuit! Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

Ouyang Zhen's majestic voice, like thunder, resounded throughout the battlefield, drowning out all the noise.

He knew the principle of not pursuing a cornered enemy, and the demons retreated in an orderly fashion.

There must be backup behind them; blindly pursuing them will only lead to a trap.

"Yes, General!"

Despite their reluctance, military orders were absolute, and all the soldiers responded in unison, their voices thundering.

They began quickly cleaning up the battlefield and collecting the bodies of their comrades.

Treat the wounded and repair damaged fortifications.

The Breaking Formation Squad also protected Lu Chen as they retreated from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood back into the defensive line.

Lu silently followed the group, maintaining his life domain at its maximum extent.

Although he won a great victory, he was not at ease.

The area is still too small, only eight kilometers.

On this long defensive line stretching for thousands of kilometers, he could only take care of a small area.

Although he had tried his best to mark and resurrect,

However, many soldiers were still killed outside the designated area because they were too far away to mark the area in time...

Back at the temporary medical area behind the defensive line, it was already overflowing with people.

Painful groans, suppressed sobs, and the urgent shouts of the military doctor mingled together.

The air was thick with the stench of blood.

Without taking a break, Lu Chen immediately threw himself into the "treatment" work.

He moved among the wounded soldiers, his presence felt across the realm of life.

The pale green runes silently landed on the soldiers who were critically wounded, on the verge of death, or with missing limbs.

Then, to the astonishment of the medics and wounded soldiers, Gu Daoxuan and his men would decisively intervene and end their suffering.

Immediately afterwards, a green light appeared.

The severed limb regenerated, the wound healed, and the excruciating pain disappeared.

The seriously wounded sat up blankly, looking at their perfectly healed bodies, as if they had just woken from a nightmare.

"Thank...thank you, sir!"

"Sir! My leg... my leg is back!"

"I...I'm not dead?"

Voices of gratitude rose and fell.

Soon, the news that Lu Chen could "bring the dead back to life" spread like wildfire throughout the entire medical area.

Countless eyes filled with awe were focused on the young therapist.

His prestige, in a short period of time

It has already soared to a level comparable to that of Ouyang Zhen, the commander of the defense line!

And so, Lu Chen was caught in a busy cycle of "marking—execution—resurrection."

"Brother Lu, thank you for saving me!"

Outside the temporary medical area, hundreds of soldiers had spontaneously gathered.

They stood in neat rows, each with their backs straight, their eyes filled with gratitude and respect.

Upon seeing Lu Chen emerge, the leading officers took the lead, and everyone simultaneously raised their right hands.

He gave Lu Chen a standard military salute, his voice loud and clear, echoing throughout the camp.

Lu Chen looked at these tough men who had just been pulled back from the brink of death.

Touched, I quickly stood up straight and solemnly returned the salute:

"Sirs, this is what I should do! Protecting our country is everyone's duty!"

"Haha, everyone, don't be so reserved, just act as usual!"

Ouyang Zhen's hearty laughter rang out. He stepped forward and patted Lu Chen's back forcefully.

The force was so great that Lu Chen's body swayed.

"Brother Lu is now our benefactor, and more importantly, one of our own!"

"General, please be careful! Young Master Lu's health can't withstand such slapping!"

A capable-looking head nurse immediately spoke up, her tone tinged with reproach.

He even reached out and slapped Ouyang Zhen's large hand off Lu Chen's shoulder.

"Exactly! General, you have such a strong grip!"

"Little Lu is our precious darling, what if we ruin the picture?"

The other younger nurses also chimed in, vehemently criticizing Ouyang Zhen.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Lu Chen was filled with undisguised affection and doting.

Lu Chen was a little stunned by this sudden enthusiasm.

Before I could even react, I was surrounded by several bold nurses who were laughing and joking.

"Little Lu, come on, you've been busy all morning, let's go to the cafeteria for something delicious!"

"Yes, yes, the cafeteria has a special offer today!"

"Ignore the general and his rough-and-tumble fellows, come with us!"

Without saying a word, several nurses took Lu Chen's hand and led him outside, as if they were coaxing their own younger brother.

Lu Chen was somewhat confused as he was led away from the medical area.

A group of grown men were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Ouyang Zhen touched his nose and muttered:

"These brats..."

Little did he know that Lu Chen's "treatment" method completely overturned the medical camp's workflow.

In the past, when encountering seriously injured patients, it required complex examinations, wound cleaning, surgery, medication, and nursing care...

Now it's all good. As long as Lu Chen comes over, takes a walk around, marks it, and then... that's it.

The wounded soldiers "slept" and woke up full of energy, even their old injuries were healed.

The nurses were completely freed from the heavy workload of treating patients and only needed to maintain order.

In their eyes, Lu Chen was simply an angel sent from heaven to save them from their misery.

He naturally became the "darling" of the entire medical camp.

The kitchen of the canteen is filled with delicious aromas.

A chubby chef wearing a white apron, with a round figure and a perpetually smiling face.

She was squinting her small eyes, carefully examining Lu Chen who had been brought in by the nurses.

He had long heard of the "miracle doctor's" deeds.

Seeing it with his own eyes now, his smile widened even more.

They almost squeezed the eyes out.

"Master Wang, bring out that piece of dragon meat you've been saving. Let's cook a proper feast for my little brother Lu to nourish him!"

The head nurse gave the order with great enthusiasm.

"Alright! Brother Lu, just wait and eat!"

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang's eyes lit up, and his fat face bulged into a wide grin.

He deftly retrieved a large piece of meat, about two meters long, pale gold in color, and faintly glowing, from his spatial equipment.

As soon as the chunks of meat appeared, an indescribable, delicate aroma filled the air.

With a faint sense of oppressive power,

It clearly came from a dragon-like monster of extremely high rank.

Fatty Wang grabbed a heavy black iron cleaver, his wrist flicking so fast it was almost a blur.

With a flash of light, the incredibly tough dragon meat was swiftly sliced ​​into paper-thin, translucent pieces.

They were neatly arranged on a huge jade plate.

Then, he took out various rare ingredients, lit a fire, heated the oil, and tossed the food in the wok...

A dazzling array of cooking methods: braising, steaming, grilling, sashimi...

Various dishes of dragon meat prepared in different ways were quickly laid out on the long table next to us.

The aroma is irresistible, making one's mouth water.

At this moment, Ouyang Zhen also strolled in with his hands behind his back, his nose twitching.

His eyes were fixed on the mountain of sashimi dragon meat, and he said sourly:

"Fatty Wang, did the sun rise in the west today?"

I ask you to cook this dragon meat, and every time you act like it's your lifeblood.

They absolutely refused, saying they were saving it for a crucial moment...

Why are you being so generous now that Brother Lu has arrived?