Chapter 975: Wuji Underground

Under the guidance of the maid, Chen Ling took a thick stack of survey questionnaires and arrived at the door of Chi Tong's office.

"Please come in." The maid opened the door for him.

Chen Ling straightened his collar, held his head high, and walked toward Chi Tong's office with a righteous air, like a debater about to step onto the battlefield. Seeing this posture, Chi Tong's eyelids twitched, and he began to have a headache.

"Chi Tong." As soon as Chen Ling spoke, it was in the tone of talking to an old classmate. "I stayed up all night organizing the medical status of the Wuji Domain and summarized about fourteen points..."

"Stop!"

Chi Tong immediately stopped Chen Ling. "I have another very important matter to discuss with you. You don't need to be so detailed... just, be concise. We can discuss the details later."

Chen Ling hesitated for a moment, then nodded:

"Simply put, I think the current allocation of medical resources in the Wuji Domain is extremely uneven, both geographically and in terms of time allocation. Under high-intensity work pressure for a long time, even if residents get sick, they don't have time to see a doctor... The few hospitals that have opened night clinics also have insufficient doctors on night shifts and lack experience..."

"Okay, I understand." Chi Tong waved his hand.

"The second problem is easy to handle. I will issue an order today for each hospital to adjust the doctors' shifts. As for the problem of insufficient medical resources, there is nothing we can do. After all, there are only so many doctors who survived in the domain, and we can't create more."

"Then why not open the domain and let sick residents take the train to see doctors in other domains?"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the entire office fell into a dead silence.

Chi Tong stared straight at Chen Ling, his eyes narrowed, and he couldn't tell what his expression was.

"This point is absolutely impossible." Chi Tong's tone was unquestionable.

Chen Ling noticed the change in atmosphere and didn't continue. He proposed this idea without expecting the Fire-Tamperers to agree. After all, if the Wuji Domain were completely opened, all the residents of the Wuji Domain would scramble to escape, and even the other major domains would seize the opportunity to attack Wuji directly.

He said that sentence just to make Chi Tong refuse, so that he could logically propose the next request.

"Alright." Chen Ling sighed. "Since that's the case, I want to read the relevant materials from the early days of the domain, or the Great Catastrophe period... During that disaster period, our medical resources should have been even more scarce. I want to learn how we solved these problems at that time."

Chen Ling made this request naturally to find evidence of his existence.

No matter what, he was one of the first victims after the Red Star descended. He believed that the relevant departments would definitely keep records... It's just that he wasn't sure if these files were destroyed during that turbulent time, or which base they were currently in.

"Medical files from the Great Catastrophe period?" Chi Tong raised his eyebrows in surprise, seemingly not expecting Chen Ling to make such a request.

"This scope is too large. Where would I get them for you... Moreover, we only took over the Wuji Domain later. Most of the things in the original Wuji base were lost in the split and turmoil of the Witchcraft Association. We don't have them here."

Even though Chen Ling didn't have much hope, he was still a bit disappointed to hear this answer.

Chi Tong looked at Chen Ling and changed the subject:

"However, I know where there might be..."

"Where?"

"If these files really exist, they are probably in the hands of those remnants of the Witchcraft Association." Chi Tong said leisurely. "Now... they are also called the 'Rat Party'."

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Wuji Domain, underground.

A soreness came from all over his body. Fang Liangye groaned and slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that came into view was a grid-like skylight. Drizzling rain flowed along the skylight, falling from the dark top into the drainage pipe, making a waterfall-like rushing sound.

"So painful..." Fang Liangye covered his head, his chaotic memories filling his mind.

"Mr. Fang, you're finally awake."

A voice sounded from the side.

Fang Liangye looked back and saw a young man in black hair and black robes walking slowly toward here. On the palms of his hands, mysterious symbol patterns were engraved.

"You are..." Fang Liangye's eyes were full of confusion.

"Nice to meet you, I am Dulan, the leader of the Rat Party." Dulan said calmly. "The Wu Duo who contacted you at the Human Rights Union before is our witch."

"Rat Party... Human Rights Union..."

Fang Liangye muttered these two names, feeling very familiar, but couldn't remember where he had heard them.

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember. Mr. Ji said that your memory was affected by the Stealing Divine Path and might be a bit chaotic... But he has already used the Zhu-You technique to help you repair your mind and stabilize your soul, so at least your spirit will not be in a state of disorder."

"Stealing Divine Path..."

Fang Liangye seemed to remember something, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

He immediately asked, "Did you save me from the Silver King?"

"Silver King? No, we don't have that kind of strength yet. We just saved you from the detention center." Dulan answered truthfully.

Fang Liangye nodded slightly. He sat back on the bed, absent-minded, wondering what he was thinking.

"Anyway, Mr. Fang, you should rest well first. This is one of our strongholds, and it's still safe for now." Dulan looked at the time. "Wu Duo is still busy outside and will be back in about two hours. You two are quite familiar, and you can slowly recall the lost memories..."

"...Hmm."

Dulan turned and walked into the darkness.

After Dulan walked away, Fang Liangye couldn't sit still. He got up and paced in the dark underground, muttering to himself:

"The Silver King really attacked my memory... However, they were actually able to save me from there. This Rat Party seems to have some strength..."

"Hmm... seems like something is wrong... my head hurts so much..."

Fang Liangye recalled carefully, and then felt that his memory seemed to have a fault. Dense sweat seeped out from his forehead again.

"Anyway, I have to find a way to contact the Twilight Society first... I wonder how Zou Wei and the others are doing? Did they arrive at the Tian-Shu Domain smoothly?"

"But we just caused a scene in the Tian-Shu Domain, so the security there should be very strict... But with Senior Bai Feng there, avoiding the search shouldn't be a difficult task."

The sweat on Fang Liangye's forehead became denser and denser.

When certain memory fragments flashed through his mind, the corpses he had killed with his own hands were still fresh in his memory. His face turned pale instantly, and he supported the edge of the bed with both hands, bowing his head and vomiting violently.