You call this a healer?

Chapter 60 My Child Has the Potential to Become an Emperor

The night was hazy, and the blood-red moonlight seemed even more unpleasant than usual.

At least a thousand households in the city were unable to sleep all night. No one could sleep soundly, no matter whose child had escaped or been hacked to pieces in the "Black Wind Mountain".

So, just as dawn was breaking, groups of people with panda eyes flocked into the entrance plaza of "Black Wind Mountain," first scanning the "sky curtain."

Then he anxiously asked the people who were on duty overnight how the situation at "Black Wind Mountain" was, and whether anything had happened last night.

Qin Moyu was not in good condition either. She looked haggard, as if she had transformed from Marilyn Monroe into Lin Daiyu. She tossed and turned all night. After the pleasure, she was thinking about what to do afterward.

How can I protect my once-in-a-century genius, eccentric, and prodigy healing student?

Then, he saw the three vice principals, who also had dark circles under their eyes, and a group of teachers including Song Wugong and Liu Qiqi.

Clearly, the pressure on everyone else was no less than on her; Zhou Ming represented Baijiang Academy!

Song Wugong said, "Perhaps after a night of calm, Zhou Ming has calmed down. After all, he was probably resentful of being provoked by students from other universities, and his emotions turned dark."

It's possible that Black Wind Mountain has returned to normal this morning. As long as there are still over four hundred people left, things might not be... completely beyond repair!

Vice Principal Wang smoothed a few strands of hair and said seriously, "Although there's an element of self-comfort in that, well... I guess so."

As soon as the group sat down, Lü Qingzhi, who was not far away, also sat down next to them with bloodshot eyes.

He ignored the feelings of the teachers at Baijiang Academy and immediately glanced inside the "sky curtain." However, the figures inside were blurry, as if fog had rolled in, and he couldn't tell where Zhou Ming was or what had happened for the time being.

So he asked a parent who was "staying up all night to watch over things," "How was last night?"

This question hit the nail on the head for everyone who had just arrived. Yes, did anything happen last night? Everyone looked over, including a group of vice principals and teachers from Baijiang College.

The person being questioned was a balding middle-aged man with his hands tucked into his sleeves, his face chillingly cold: "What specific aspect do you want to ask?"

Lu Qingzhi considered for a moment: "Did he... take action under the cover of night?"

The third-person pronoun "he" can only represent one person at this moment: Zhou Ming.

The balding middle-aged man gave a blank "hmm".

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines; sure enough, things were heading in the worst possible direction.

Someone shouted, "Then, didn't the remaining four hundred-odd genius students think of fighting back last night? Zhou Ming must be exhausted after a day of fighting; it's the perfect opportunity to strike back!"

The bald middle-aged man's face suddenly twisted and became ferocious: "They've launched a counterattack, a very good one! Thirty-six 'mages' are harassing Zhou Ming from a distance, giving him no chance to breathe."

Twenty-one summoners summoned countless creatures, trapping him tightly.

Seventy-two melee "Orderers" launched a desperate attack, a war of attrition and chaotic melee!

In addition, thirteen "invisibles" carried out assassinations under the mental attacks of seven "prophets" and the buffs and cover of five "poets"!

There was even a beautiful "lover" girl who sacrificed herself to seduce him!

That battle was more than just exquisite!

"really!!"

The crowd was instantly invigorated:

"Well done!"

"I knew it! How could so many outstanding and talented students be hunted down like a pack of stray dogs by a mere mutated healer!"

"That's right. If Zhou Ming treats all the genius students from the top ten universities as lambs to the slaughter, then he, Zhou Ming, is the biggest idiot in the world!"

"And the result?"

Lu Qingzhi remained relatively rational, glancing at the "sky curtain," but still couldn't see Zhou Ming due to the trees and mist.

A group of teachers from Baijiang College were also looking at the bald middle-aged man.

The newly arrived Dean Bai of Black Mountain College, along with a group of teachers, the Chen brothers, the Ling couple, Su Qinghan and Su Xunzhong, and others, all stopped in the room to wait for the bald middle-aged man's answer.

The bald, middle-aged man pointed towards the white jade platform in the "sky curtain," his fingers trembling uncontrollably: "In the end... in the end... there were more than three hundred 'human pigs' there."

After saying this, she completely broke down, choking back sobs: "All five of my sons are inside! Five Order Masters from one family—what an honor that is! Just yesterday, I was still dreaming of establishing a powerful family in ten years. Now… it's all ruined, all ruined. I have no sons left…"

The entire square was deathly silent.

Many people's eyes were fixed on the densely packed "human pigs" on the white jade platform in the "sky screen," trying to find their own children or students they cared about.

But many people are still confused and want to know how they lost last night's battle.

With such excellent teamwork and such brilliant attacks, how could they possibly fail under the cover of night, without even the slightest chance to turn the tide?

But clearly, this bald old father who had lost five sons was in a state where he could not answer.

Lü Qingzhi could only look at another woman who had stayed up all night.

The woman wiped her eyes, her voice heavy: "The darkness concealed the group of students, but Zhou Ming also used the cover to hide and run. Moreover, it seems he anticipated the attack and waited patiently, like a hunter lying in wait."

He's incredibly shrewd; he's calculated everyone's possible attack methods.

His defense was far too high; with the enhancement skills and the "Golden Shield" skill, all attacks failed.

His vines were unpredictable; touching them would paralyze you and knock you to the ground. Relying on his thick hide, he roamed through countless attacks, numbing many opponents.

Then, he cut them one by one with his scalpel, and in the end, only a dozen or so students managed to escape.

Can you believe it? Out of more than three hundred people, only a dozen or so escaped. The rest were all turned into "human pigs." That kid named Zhou Ming is a demon healer!

I never imagined there could be such a person in the world!!!

After saying this, she burst into tears. It was clear that she also had children who had been turned into "human pigs".

Upon hearing this, everyone abandoned their last shred of hope, took their seats, and stared blankly at the "sky screen."

Not far away, several State Council officials, television presenters, and cameramen stood like clay sculptures.

Speechless, helpless!

After a long while, a middle-aged man with a "middle-part hairstyle" finally looked up from the jade platform in the "sky curtain," rubbed his eyes, scanned everyone, and spoke in a loud voice:

"Of the 1422 freshmen from the top ten universities, only 103 remain. My son is not among the 'human pigs'!"

My son has made it into the top 103 in this Black Wind Mountain Tournament, which is quite remarkable.

My son... truly possesses the beauty of a celestial being!

A middle-aged woman immediately chimed in: "My daughter is among those 103. It's incredible that she's managed to hold out this long in such a massive manhunt!"

It's no exaggeration to say that she is outstanding, and I am proud of her.

As long as she can hide until the very end, her future is destined to be limitless; becoming a general or a commander in the future is a certainty!

A man who had also stayed up all night echoed, "My son was one of the dozen or so men who calmly escaped from Zhou Ming's hands after the failed ambush last night."

In novels and films before the disaster, this was comparable to a child favored by heaven, my son... has the potential to be an emperor!

"Can you guys...stop with the abstract stuff right now? Have some shame!"

A group of parents, unable to bear it any longer, shouted at each other.

The middle-aged man with the "middle-aged hair" and the woman in her late twenties, without batting an eye, spoke with absolute certainty: "Just kidding! Your kids have become 'human pigs,' but we don't have any. Of course you can't understand how we feel!"

"Do you understand how we feel?"

Why should we understand?