Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　The cause of infection is unknown, and the treatment is also unknown.

　mortality rate……

　hundred percent.

　Silently reciting the mantra, the young man pushed open the door to a hospital room.

　"Annie, how are you feeling today?"

　"Doctor Su!"

　Sitting on the hospital bed was a girl with short blonde hair; she was one of the many patients infected with Honkai disease that Su was in charge of.

　Despite Sue’s reason telling him repeatedly that Annie would likely meet a tragic end in the Honkai, he was unwilling to give up.

　"Body temperature is normal, blood pressure is normal, and the purple lines have not changed."

　After completing her daily routine check-up, Su carefully recorded Annie's condition on her tablet.

　"Doctor Su..."

　Looking at the purple lines on her arm, Annie remembered what the other doctors had told her and her parents.

　"Other doctors say I have [Honkai Impact]. I heard it's incurable... Dr. Su, am I going to die?"

　Sue felt a pang of pain in her heart as she watched the tears streaming down Annie's face.

　He gently wiped away Annie's tears with his hand, which was gloved with blue medical gloves, saying words that were hard to tell whether he was trying to comfort her or himself.

　"Don't worry, Annie, your condition hasn't worsened. I will definitely cure you!"

　Dr. Su skillfully closed the ward door and was about to turn and leave when a hurried and familiar call pierced the silence of the corridor.

　"Su, come here for a second!"

　That was his superior at the hospital, the head of his department, Director Fal, who had been dedicated to researching cures for Honkai disease since its emergence and had treated hundreds of patients over the years.

　At that moment, the renowned scholar in the medical field strode over and told Su some terrible news.

　"Patient number 5's condition has deteriorated; he has suddenly developed acute heart failure, and the purple streaks have entered his heart. He needs immediate surgery!"

　After quickly changing into a brand-new surgical gown, Su, as Dr. Fa's assistant, began emergency surgery on the patient in bed number 5.

　However, both Su and Director Far were well aware that this surgery was merely doing their best.

　Several years have passed since the "Honkai Disease" came into the medical field's view.

　During this period, the global medical community and the entire scientific community devoted immeasurable resources and efforts, but ultimately only managed to painstakingly explore a treatment approach with questionable efficacy and almost no other option.

　Try to remove the part where the purple veins have invaded.

　This is commonly known as "amputation".

　This approach is almost unacceptable to the patient, their family, and the doctors themselves, and should only be used as a last resort.

　However, the erosion of the purple lines will suddenly intensify at the moment the excision begins.

　If the lesion cannot be removed before the purple lines cross the excision line, the entire surgery will end in failure.

　Today, facing this patient whose heart is afflicted by "Honkai disease," the difficulty and risks of the surgery are magnified infinitely.

　The heart, as the engine of life, is a daunting organ due to the complexity and precision of its surgery.

　Now, in such a desperate situation, it is even more difficult to find a glimmer of hope.

　In this situation, failure becomes a given.

　Just like now...

　"It's too late, the entire heart has been eroded, Sue, stop, the surgery has failed!"

　Director Far stopped what he was doing and turned his gaze to the vital signs monitor next to him.

　There, the curve representing life has returned to stillness, announcing the end of a life.

　"Prepare to notify the patient's family."

　With a hint of sadness in her voice, she gently lifted the medical blanket to cover the patient's face.

　"Also, tell the Moth Chaser's Berlin branch to come and collect the remains of Honkai patients."

　“Huh… Damn it…”

　The last rays of the setting sun cast their light at the end of the empty corridor, where Dr. Su sat alone, curled up, her face etched with exhaustion and helplessness.

　Even after becoming a doctor, he had witnessed such scenes more than once, but whenever faced with such a helpless moment, the indescribable heaviness and anger in his heart still surged like a tide.

　Just then, a familiar man wearing a blue turtleneck coat and sunglasses appeared in front of him.

　"Dr. Su, it's been a long time. I'm Bolong from the Fire Moth, here to collect the remains of patients with the Honkai disease."

　Bolong, one of the heads of the Berlin branch of Moth Chaser.

　Sue had once submitted an application to join the Fire Moth, and the person who received his application was this man named Bolong.

Chapter 394 Su and Director Far

　Honkai disease patients die

　These bodies will later become new sources of infection. In order to prevent the large-scale spread of Honkai, the Moths of Fire naturally need to collect these remains.

　More importantly, the core ingredient of the drug necessary to treat Honkai disease comes from antibodies found in the remains of patients.

　Under these circumstances, the enthusiasm of the moths drawn to the flame for recycling work has reached unprecedented levels.

　They work closely with major medical institutions to build a highly efficient body recovery network.

　The hospital where Su was currently located, as the medical institution in Berlin that received the largest number of Honkai disease patients, naturally had established a deep cooperative relationship with the Moth of Fire.

　Since this was not the first time the two sides had cooperated, Su and Bolong, the representative of the Fire Moth, showed particular tacit understanding during the handover process.

　After a brief exchange, the two successfully completed the handover of the Honkai disease patient's remains.

　Afterwards, the two politely said goodbye, and Su turned and embarked on her journey back to her office.

　Just as he stepped into a quiet corridor, a warm and familiar voice suddenly rang out.

　"Su, you're finally back."

　That's Director Far.

　She held a can of coffee in her hand and casually tossed it to Su, the young doctor she greatly admired.

　"What did you talk about with the people from the Firemoth for so long?"

　"Director Far!"

　Steadily catching the coffee, Su recounted the contents of their conversation.

　“I submitted an application to them before, wanting to join the Firemoth.”

　Taking a sip of coffee, Su's tone couldn't help but carry a hint of regret.

　"Unfortunately, I was rejected."

　"Join that dubious organization?"

　Upon hearing this, Director Far crossed his legs slightly, swirled the canned coffee in his hand, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

　"It's been years, and they still haven't released a treatment plan. Either they don't want to release it, or..."

　She paused for a moment, then downed her coffee in one gulp.

　There is simply no treatment option.

　Then, Director Farr stood up, precisely threw the empty can into the trash can, and turned to face the young doctor who was still sitting quietly on the bench.

　"...No matter how slim the hope, I want to give it a try."

　"There are still many patients waiting for me."

　The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window and fell on Su's face, adding a touch of determination and holiness to his appearance.

　"As long as you try, there is always a possibility."

　At that moment, in Director Far's eyes, Su's figure seemed to be gilded by the setting sun, making him appear exceptionally tall and majestic.

　"Hahaha. That's just like something you would say."

　With a light laugh to conceal his true thoughts, Director Far continued.

　"That's a disease with a 100% mortality rate. If it were someone else, I would advise them to give up, but if it's you, maybe a miracle can happen."

　She slowly approached, her gaze gently fixed on Su.

　"He truly deserves to be my most outstanding student."

　As she spoke, Director Far reached out and gently stroked Su's slightly disheveled gray hair, a gesture filled with maternal care and affection.

　"But don't overwork yourself. You're staying up late every night researching cases, aren't you?"

　Feeling the warmth and care coming from above, Su smiled.

　"Thank you, Director Far."

　The next day, in the early morning.

　Leaning against the cold wall of the hospital corridor, Director Far, barely supporting his increasingly weak body, dialed Sue's number.

　"Director Fal, what can I do for you?"

　On the other end of the phone, Su sounded slightly surprised.

　"Su, it's so late, aren't you resting yet?"

　Before the person on the other end of the phone could say anything more, Director Far continued.

　"I know you've been working on the Honkai disease all night long. Even though you're young and healthy, don't push yourself too hard."

　Looking out the window, the bright moonlight shone on Director Far's slightly pale face, adding a touch of gentleness to her appearance.

　Looking around the familiar corridor filled with memories, Director Far felt a mix of emotions.

　"So much has happened today, you should get some rest."

　On the other end of the phone, Su was silent for a moment, then gave a sincere response.

　"...Thank you for your concern, Director."

　"And, Su..."

　Director Far hesitated, his heart filled with a thousand words, but he fell silent before he could speak.

　"Director... what's wrong?"

　Su's voice carried a hint of doubt.

　Director Farr gently shook her head, and although the other person couldn't see her, she tried her best to make her voice sound more relaxed.

　"It's nothing, keep going, Su."

　After saying that, Director Far hung up the phone, letting the unspoken emotions slowly settle under the moonlight.

　Under the moonlight, purple lines, symbolizing her status as a Honkai disease patient, appeared on her wrist.

　"call……"

　With a sigh of relief, Director Far turned his gaze to the one-armed old man in front of him.

　Dr. Spassy, ​​a pitiful man whose wife and daughters all died from Honkai disease.

　He is also the director of the Fifth Research Institute under the Fire-Chasing Moth.

　"Huh? Didn't you say you were going to make a phone call and tell your juniors to give up researching the [Honkai Disease]?"

　Dr. Spassy walked up to her, meeting Director Farr's gaze.

　Why didn't you tell him?

　Looking directly into Dr. Spassy's eyes, Director Farrell's eyes flickered with complex emotions.

　"If you'd seen the look in his eyes, you'd understand. That child isn't one to give up easily."

　She changed the subject, her tone becoming somewhat heavy.

　"Doctor, how much longer do I have to live?"

　"6 hours."