A chat group for a certain tower warlock

"There's still water?" The professor opened the kettle, took out two cups from it, placed them on the table in front of the two people, and filled both cups. "Let's each have a cup of water."

"Thank you." Yarman picked up his water glass and drank, feeling the instant surge of energy and fighting spirit coursing through his body. He nodded in satisfaction; the recreation of the original was quite realistic.

"And this, what a beautiful tablet!" The doctor gently picked it up, looking at the transparent tablet in front of him. "I thought it was paper, but it's actually a tablet... Yarman!"

"Ok?"

"Can I have this? I want it."

"Take it if you want, it's yours anyway," Yarman said nonchalantly.

“Okay!” The doctor nodded happily, then began to look at the cleaning requirements on the tablet. As he read, the smile on his face disappeared, until finally, his face turned completely black.

"Yalman".

"Ok?"

"Did you make this?"

“No, no, no, to be precise, this was done by me.” Yarman said cheerfully as he stood up. “This is a test I gave to Rhodes Island… or rather, a twisted sense of humor. I am your poor initial operator, with 5 points of hope, and you can choose two.”

"...Alright, five points of hope, three skills at five stars, you're really something else." The Doctor sighed helplessly, looking at Yarman, "So what level are you at now?"

“It’s roughly the same level I was at when I first took over my teacher’s position.” Yarman chuckled and shrugged, pulling a staff from his robes. “Even the staff is the same one I used as an apprentice.”

"Ah!" the doctor groaned helplessly. "Alright then."

Let's begin!

"Yes, Dr. Wutong."

Chapter 127: Who said I'm no good at fighting?

"Hurry up! If all else fails, recruit a couple of temporary staff and let's get going!" Yarman leaned against the Doctor, looking at the tablet in his hand and gesturing towards the Rhodes Island icons on it. "You only have two hopes anyway, what can you possibly want?"

"Don't move!" The professor moved the tablet away, saying with displeasure, "You're not usually this bored, why are you suddenly being so out of control?"

"It's simple, because I'm about to go crazy." Yarman shrugged and explained cheerfully, "I'm currently in the top-level laboratory drawing up the energy circuits for the stellar server, but that thing is just too big and too complicated, and my brain is about to overheat."

"He desperately needs some fun to counteract his negative emotions, so I came to play with you... Well, the real me just took my head off; he thought the human brain was too slow."

Looking at Yarman, who was sitting in a chair, holding a water glass and drinking like a gentleman, the doctor shook his head helplessly. "Let me take another look. After all, it's an entire spaceship!"

"You want to find two powerful partners?"

"Yes, I'm looking at it..." The Doctor stared at the Sanxingdui before him, lost in thought. He already had a caster, and next he needed a healer and someone who could hold the line... Forget about Myrtle, let's go with Melantha and Hibiscus. Luckily, there's no fee system here, so we can just use them directly!

Seeing the Doctor secretly pleased, Yarman said with a smile, "There is indeed only the Hope System here, but I must remind you that the high platforms here can be climbed by enemies. Enemies will not go AFK, and if an operator is killed, they will return to Rhodes Island. To reuse them, you must spend a certain amount of Hope."

"...This is not fair!"

“But you don’t have a payment system!” Yarman shrugged and said with a smile, “There’s one more thing: monsters will attack you, and you can actually get hurt!”

"...Will I die?"

Seeing the nervous doctor, he laughed and said, "Don't worry, of course not, but you will have the pleasure of experiencing death. Believe me, it's definitely not a pleasant feeling!"

"You talk as if you've ever died," the Doctor replied with a cold laugh, then tapped on the images of Melantha and Fleur, staring thoughtfully at the summoning countdown.

Upon hearing this, Yarman nodded seriously, "Sorry, I really have died before."

"..."

"Stop looking at me, your operators have arrived!" Yarman pointed to Melantha and Hibiscus, who had suddenly appeared in mid-air. "No need to say anything, the information has already been automatically transmitted into their minds."

"Doctor!" ×2

Looking at the two people who suddenly ran up to him, the doctor said seriously, "You both know what to do, right?"

"I understand!" ×2

Looking at the two men holding weapons, the Doctor nodded in satisfaction. She waved to Yarman, "Let's go, we'll start cleaning up your true form. Who knows what we'll encounter?"

“Wait a minute.” Yarman stood up and pointed to a small drawer inside the cabinet. “There’s something there.”

"What's this?" The doctor stepped forward, opened it, and took out a small laser gun and five batteries. "A flashlight... a laser gun, okay, I'll use this gun! Let's go!"

"Yes, Doctor!" ×3

The doctor, laser gun in hand, pushed open the large, silver-gray door and walked out first, followed by the other three. They rounded a corner, and then…

"..."×7

"[Yan Kingdom profanity]! What the hell is this?!" The doctor was so frightened by the sight of the three humanoid creatures in front of him, each with eight arms, no skin, external bones, two pairs of bone wings, and a height of three meters, that he didn't even dare to fire his gun.

“I don’t know either. The original body didn’t give me any information about these things.” Yarman pulled the doctor back and casually threw a magic missile, repelling the monster.

"Let's start cleaning right away, or we'll be finished!"

Melantha, wielding a longsword, charged at a monster and slashed fiercely at it. She paused for a moment, watching the sparks fly as the sword struck the bone. Seeing this, the monster punched her in the shoulder, sending her flying.

"Melantha!" Fleur called out anxiously and immediately cast a healing spell to heal Melantha's broken shoulder.

After stretching her shoulders, Melantha immediately picked up her longsword and continued fighting the monster.

"Look, Melantha dared to fight him, but you were so scared you almost peed your pants." Yarman grabbed the doctor's clothes and casually used a magic missile to shatter the knee of the monster that had been knocked back.

Hearing Yarman's mockery, the doctor broke free from his grasp and fired a shot at the monster that was leaping towards the two of them from a short distance away. Instantly, a scorching laser beam sliced ​​through the air, hitting nothing precisely.

"Tsk!" Yarman frowned slightly, expressing his dissatisfaction with the doctor's terrible marksmanship. He wanted to quickly turn his staff around to repel the monster that was rushing at him, but the monster knocked his staff away with a single palm strike.

After slightly moving his bruised wrist, Yarman's face darkened. His strength was severely restricted. If he had the strength of his original self, he could blow these monsters to death with a single breath!

"[Letanian profanity]!" Yarman stepped back slightly, dodging the monster's punch at close range. Then, he suddenly closed in, blocking the monster's incoming punch, and kicked it hard between the legs!

"Lie down!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

Hearing the monster's heart-wrenching howls, Yarman grabbed its arm with his left hand, pulled back, and kicked its shin, disrupting its balance and causing it to fall to the ground.

Feeling the monster's immense strength and the arm gripping him, Yarman gritted his teeth, flipped it over, and pulled out a folding knife from his pocket. Just as he flicked the blade, he was punched in the face!

At the same time, the monster's other arms also moved, striking his body hard in various places, instantly leaving him with seven different fist wounds.

Suppressing the pain, he gripped the folding knife, released his left hand, and instead grabbed the monster's head and pulled it back. With his powerful grip, he forced the monster's head up, and hearing its roar, he plunged it fiercely into the monster's throat!

"Pfft!"

During the intense exercise, the pierced throat spewed out a large amount of blood several meters high, turning the ceiling crimson, while Yarman's face was also covered in blood.

"[Lettabiya profanity]!"

Yarman cursed, threw the convulsing monster's corpse to the ground, shook the blood off his folding knife, wiped the still-warm crimson blood from his face, ran to the side to pick up his staff, "Hibiscus!"

"Oh! Mr. Yarman!"

Feeling his body rapidly healing, Yarman didn't hesitate to draw his staff and fire a magical spear at the limping monster playing a chase game with the doctor, piercing its heart and pinning it to the floor.

"Die!" The doctor fired without hesitation at the monster pinned to the ground, melting its head off. He looked at Yarman, "You can actually fight?"

"A required course for tower sorcerers is hand-to-hand combat. After all, you can't always have a staff with you. Casting spells with your bare hands when you're being attacked by a skilled fighter is suicide."

Meanwhile, Melantha successfully beheaded the monster she was facing.

"Beep! Room number one is cleaned!"

Chapter 128: Kennedy Version of the Mind-Blowing Doctor

"Ouch! That almost broke my jaw!" Yarman rubbed his jaw, looking at Fleur who was anxiously tending to his wound, and said with a smile, "It's nothing! Just a minor injury!"

"Your ribs are broken!"

Yarman winced as Hibiscus poked him. He glanced at the doctor, who was holding a tablet and grinning sheepishly, and immediately became furious. "You have the nerve to laugh? You can't even hit anything with a laser gun! Really!"

"This isn't my first time using it, is it? I'll get the hang of it after a little practice." The doctor looked at the laser gun in his hand, grinning foolishly as he played with it from side to side. The laser gun was indeed powerful; it melted the monster's head off with a single shot.

"Spinning the gun...Are you out of your mind?!"

Watching the doctor start spinning the laser gun, Yarman sat a little further away in fear. He was afraid that the laser gun might accidentally go off. If it missed, fine, but if it did hit, well... he wouldn't die.

After all, his body's special ability is self-healing and full recovery from serious injuries and near death. Even if he gets shot, he can still survive, although it will definitely be painful.

"Why are you all so far away from me!" The doctor kept twirling his gun, looking at Yarman and the other two who were far away. He smiled and twirled the gun horizontally. "See, it's okay, they definitely won't leave..."

"Chirp~~!"

A deep red laser beam shot out from the muzzle of the gun, piercing straight through the doctor's forehead to the horrified eyes of the crowd, instantly burning his brain to ashes!

“bong”.

"That's really something, they've really lost their brains."

Seeing the Doctor lying on the ground like a wooden stake, the three of them immediately rushed over. Just as Furong helped the Doctor up, wanting to try to treat him or tidy up his remains, she discovered that the huge hole on the Doctor's forehead, which allowed a direct view to the ground, had suddenly disappeared!

"Ahhhh!" The doctor suddenly let out a painful howl. He finally experienced the pain of death. His brain had been evaporated in an instant. He didn't even have time to say his last words!

Seeing the doctor start yelling and shouting, Yarman stood up and began to wander around the room, looking for any cleaning tools he could use.

As for the PhD... he deserved it. He insisted on showing off, and now look what happened, his imagination has run wild.

"Stop surrounding him, come and help us search, see if there's anything usable in this room." Yarman said to the two still surrounding the doctor, "That guy deserved it, we told him not to turn the gun, but he insisted on doing it, now his mind is blown!"

"Yes, Mr. Yarman!" ×2

The two carefully helped the Doctor up and began searching the room for anything useful. After searching around, none of the three found anything, and the Doctor continued to recruit new operators.

“It seems like there’s nothing wrong with it… Wait!” Yarman’s gaze fell on the two long swords hanging on the wall. He slowly walked forward, took down the two swords, twirled them in his hand, and gave one of them to Melantha.

"Your knife is broken, let's get this one."

After giving the knife to Melantha, Yarman walked over to the Doctor, and seeing him still picking people, he stuck the longsword next to him, startling him. "Here, take this!"

"Give it to me? I can't carry it!" The doctor looked at the long sword beside him, then glanced at Yarman. "That's it! I've got an idea. Just call someone who can carry it over!"

As he spoke, he lightly tapped the Scavenger on the tablet. "Kal'tsit's operative should be quite capable, and he's definitely very good at this situation!"

"Well... it's up to you." Yarman shrugged and patted the doctor on the shoulder. "Hopefully you can control her and make her listen to you."

“Of course!” The doctor nodded without hesitation. He looked at the Cleaner who had suddenly appeared in front of him, stood up, and placed the long sword in front of her. “I need your help.”

The Cleaner took the longsword, glanced at the Doctor, and then walked towards the door. To the surprise of the others, she walked out of the room without hesitation, leaving only one sentence behind.

"I'm going to act alone and scout out the rooms ahead. I'm off now."

"Zzz~~~bong".

Watching the door close and the scavenger leave, Yarman leaned close to the doctor and whispered in his ear, "Is this what you call being able to control?"

"At least she didn't leave directly, but went ahead to scout the way for us," the doctor said somewhat awkwardly. He touched his nose, tucked his pistol into his waistband, and was about to leave when Yarman called him back.

Pointing to the pistol tucked in his crotch, Yarman said seriously, "Although I don't know where you learned this way of holding a gun, I strongly suggest that you don't do it like that. Take the gun out and tuck it into your side pocket, and make sure to put the safety on."

"If you do that, and it goes off accidentally... then you'll end up as a roasted bird."

"..."

The doctor shuddered, carefully took out the laser gun, switched off the safety, and tucked it into his belt. He looked around. "Besides the two knives, is there anything else we could have? By the way, what are the effects of the knives?"

“It seems there aren’t any left.” Yarman shrugged. “As for the knife, the wielder gains +10% combat skill and +10% attack power, and each attack inflicts a ten-second bleeding effect.”

"That's great! Will it break?"

"meeting."

"Ah... alright." The doctor raised an eyebrow and walked towards the door. "Let's go then!"

The group left the room and headed to the next one. The doctor took out his pistol, switched it to automatic fire, and pushed open the door. Inside the room, there was no one except the Cleaner.

"Doctor, is this the danger you were talking about?" The Cleaner held a knife in one hand and a mechanical component in the other. "This is the danger you were talking about? A bunch of random junk?"

"It's not exactly a mess." The doctor beckoned the group into the room. "Come on, help me rummage through the trash, especially you, Yarman, come over here and help me see if there's anything good!"

"I'm a tower warlock, not a humanoid scanner," Yarman said somewhat disgruntledly. He stepped forward, staff in hand, and began rummaging through the jumbled mess before him. "Besides, what good could possibly be in all this jumbled stuff... Hmm? Wait, what's this?"

"what?"

"Battery, here you go." Yarman tossed the battery in his hand to the doctor. "It's just the small battery for the laser pistol, you can use it. You've already shot one, right? Although you didn't hit it once. No, you hit it once, that fixed target that I pinned to the ground."

"That's a hit!" The doctor said with a hint of pride, hands on his hips, gesturing with his pistol. "I killed a monster on my first try, how awesome is that!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I even felt a sense of accomplishment from shooting at stationary targets."

"This is my first time using a gun!"