I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Breaking through to the level of Advanced Knight was a milestone moment for Charlotte.

This means that he finally has the ability to protect himself in this world.

The Level 4 hurdle has stopped countless people.

He was once a high-ranking mage, and now he is a high-ranking knight. There are probably few people like him in this world.

After rinsing away the impurities with cold water, his physique remained largely unchanged. Only he knew that what appeared to be a mere 100kg increase in strength had actually brought about a qualitative change in his body.

If he were to encounter Amos again now, he could kill him with a single sword strike, even if Amos was covered in countless layers of magical runes.

Emerging from the bathroom, he took out the scroll of the "Sword of Judgment," took a deep breath, and then unrolled it.

The familiar figure wielded his sword once more. His thoughts settled, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing on a rock the size of a fist.

The spatial turbulence, mixed with rocks, raged in, but he was able to stand still amidst the turbulence by using subtle movements of his body.

A dozen meters away opposite him stood the Judge, clad in black robes, sword in hand.

"Young man, I didn't expect you to come again so soon."

"I've become a high-ranking knight," Charlotte said calmly, looking at him.

Although he was merely an image left behind by the judge in this scroll, he still wanted to tell him the news in person.

In a sense, the judge should be considered his mentor.

He wields the Judge's Sword of Judgment, practices the Sword of Judgment, and his movement technique is the Three Thousand Lights and Shadows.

If the Judge hadn't tormented him countless times in this mysterious space, he wouldn't have been able to master such swordsmanship and movement techniques in such a short time.

"Advanced knight? You're just a beginner. This time, I'll show you what the true Sword of Judgment is all about."

The judge's deep voice rang out.

He drew his sword and swung it.

A black sword light, like a black crescent moon, slashed towards a boulder flying rapidly from hundreds of meters away.

The boulder was at least a hundred meters in diameter, and its rapid movement created a burst of red flames, making its arrival incredibly powerful.

The sword flashed by.

The giant rock, which was splattering with sparks, was instantly annihilated, turning into dust that filled the sky. The area a hundred meters behind the rock was shaken, and even the raging torrents calmed down.

Charlotte's mouth gradually opened wide, and the word "Holy crap" was on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed it back down.

It's completely different from the previous simple and unadorned killing techniques like sword-drawing slash, spinning slash, and combo slash.

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The judge's sword strike was extremely elegant and stylish, and the power of the sword energy to shatter the boulder from a distance filled him with longing.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Charlotte couldn't help but ask.

"The Fifth Form of the Sword of Judgment - Sword Qi Slash".

The judge replied that the sword was already pointed at Charlotte.

"Such a simple name?" Charlotte couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"The name of a sword technique is merely for the purpose of inheritance. Do you really want to be the fool who shouts out the sword move before even making a move?" the judge sneered.

"What you said makes some sense." Charlotte nodded, then, seeing the Judge preparing to act, quickly said, "Wait! Are you sure I can learn this sword technique right now? I've never used sword energy before!"

"Level four is called the threshold because only after reaching level four can one use techniques that level three cannot." The Judge looked at Charlotte and said coldly, "Draw your sword, young man!"

Faced with this cold, crescent-shaped sword aura, Charlotte had no choice but to draw her sword.

Then, the man and his sword were cleaved into a distance of more than a meter, splitting in two.

When I opened my eyes again, it was still only a dozen meters away.

The stone beneath her feet shattered instantly, and Charlotte's figure vanished from the spot.

Then, a hundred meters away in the void, he was cleaved out by a sword, his body severed from his head.

Fancy ways of dying are not entirely useless.

At least it allowed Charlotte to see more clearly the Judge's sword-wielding style, power generation techniques, and how to channel sword energy.

They were resurrected once again.

Charlotte drew her sword and swung it.

A disc-sized beam of sword energy shot out from the tip of the Judgment Sword and hurtled toward the Judge, who was several meters away.

The light in Charlotte's eyes had just begun to shine when she saw the disc-sized sword energy being crushed by a massive sword energy the size of a cartwheel, which then killed her with a single strike.

Swords are swung, and the victim is crushed.

He swung his sword and was killed.

He swung his sword and was beheaded...

Death no longer instilled fear in Charlotte; rather, it served as a forced interval for him to launch his next attack.

The sword energy grew stronger, and the amount that could be neutralized upon impact also increased.

I don't know how much time passed, or how many times I died.

Charlotte swung her sword, unleashing a crescent-shaped black sword aura that collided with the sword aura unleashed by the Judge.

A clash of titans, a thunderous explosion erupted between them!

Within a hundred meters of the two, all the rubble turned to dust.

The two people, however, remained unmoved at the center of the waves.

"Not bad, you've mastered this sword aura slash." The judge raised his sword and nodded slightly.

Charlotte's face showed delight, but she didn't appear overly excited. Instead, she asked, "What about movement techniques? Aren't you going to teach movement techniques this time?"

"Wait until you've truly mastered 'Flash of Inspiration' and 'Following Shadow' before you consider learning more movement techniques," the judge said, waving his sleeve.

The previously calm spatial turbulence suddenly turned violent and raging, with meteorites of all sizes surging from the endless darkness and crashing down on him.

The Judgment Sword that Charlotte was holding also vanished without a trace in an instant.

Charlotte's expression changed instantly, and she quickly stepped forward, trying to retreat to a place where the turbulence was less intense.

However, the turbulence was all-encompassing, and no matter how he retreated, he was instantly submerged.

He could only use all his strength to survive among the rocks, and if he was not careful, he would be hit in the face by a boulder, and even if he didn't die, he would be in a terrible state.

A flash of inspiration, ever-present...

His speed increased, leaving afterimages in the turbulent waters.

……

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

Charlotte suddenly sat up in bed and took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

Without a sword in hand, he desperately tried to weave through the gaps in the spatial turbulence, which was no easier than fighting the Judge.

However, under extreme pressure, his movement skills did indeed improve significantly.

The distance for the "flash of inspiration" has increased from ten meters to 50 meters, a distance that is enough to catch different opponents off guard.

The phrase "as if following a shadow" has become increasingly unpredictable.

He couldn't quantify the specific degree of improvement, but after emerging from the mysterious space, his combat abilities had definitely undergone a qualitative leap.

Charlotte paced back and forth in the room several times before she managed to suppress her excitement.

Countless life-or-death battles in the mysterious space have endowed it with the combat experience and skills befitting a high-ranking knight.

"If I have the chance, I can go into the wilderness to try my luck," Charlotte murmured to herself.

Suppressing his inner turmoil, since he couldn't sleep anyway, he simply picked up paper and pen and began drawing design sketches for syringes and custom-made medicine bottles.

Vivian is right. There are many patients in the world suffering from diabetes. Now that he has extracted insulin, he should promote it as soon as possible so that more patients can have the opportunity to be treated.

His current syringe design involves a glass syringe and an iron needle.

Glass is not a rare item in this world; medicine bottles are made of glass, and they are very common and cheap, costing only two or three copper coins each.

Insulin injection solutions require more stringent storage conditions than regular medications, so a new batch of vials needs to be custom-made for dispensing insulin.

Once the blueprints are drawn, you can find a glass manufacturing factory; the Abyss has them ready-made.

……

Just as dawn broke and Jenny had boarded her carriage to head out, an old servant stopped the carriage.

"Miss Jenny, the master asked me to invite you over; he's waiting for you in the examination hall," the old servant said with a beaming smile.

"Why did Uncle call me so early in the morning?" Jenny asked, puzzled. But since it was Harold who had asked her, she had no choice but to get off the carriage again.

Jenny went to the side hall, where Harold was sitting, along with his father Leon and his uncle Billy, whom he rarely saw.

"What happened? Is our family going bankrupt?" Jenny asked nervously upon seeing the scene.

"Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about?" Leon said with a sullen laugh.

Harold and Billy couldn't help but laugh.

"If you're not bankrupt, then what are you three brothers doing sitting here so early in the morning? You scared me half to death." Jenny breathed a sigh of relief, looking at them with a puzzled expression.

"Jenny, I heard you've been going to the abyss every day lately," Harold asked, looking at her.

"Uncle, don't listen to their nonsense. I only go there occasionally, not every day..." Jenny said somewhat guiltily.

"You said you didn't go every day, but these days your mother and I wake up every morning and don't see you. We only see you occasionally in the evening." Leon shook his head and sighed.

"You've really taken a liking to that kid from the Tru family?" Billy asked with a smile.

"No way!" Jenny blushed and said sweetly, "Third Uncle, you're just spouting nonsense like them."

"Alright, alright, Jenny has grown up to be someone she finds appealing, so let's not laugh at her, we elders." Harold laughed heartily.

"I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm leaving." Jenny turned to leave.

"Wait a minute," Leon called out to Jenny, "I called you here today to have you take Uncle Three to the Abyss for treatment."

"Go to the Abyss for treatment?" Jenny stopped and turned to look at her Uncle Billy, exclaiming with delight, "Uncle, have you finally found someone who can cure you?"

Her third uncle, Billy, was also her eldest uncle's capable assistant and made significant contributions to the development of the Kalva Chamber of Commerce. However, two years ago, he contracted a strange illness and became increasingly thin, transforming from a robust man weighing 200 pounds into the emaciated figure he is now.

His uncle sought out many famous doctors for him, but none of them could cure his illness.

Billy said, "Yesterday I received a message from a fellow patient who said he found a cure for my illness in the abyss. I don't know if it's true or not, but since he spoke with such certainty, I plan to go and see."

"I never imagined there was such a powerful healer in the Abyss. Don't worry, I know the Abyss well. Let's set off now, and I'll take you to see a doctor," Jenny said confidently.