You call this a healer?

Chapter 38: The monthly exam is over, papers are handed in.

The tenth and final day of the monthly exams; I'll be heading back to school tomorrow morning.

In the pitch-black, smoky night, a figure, like a ghost, swiftly traversed the dense array of supernatural beings. Wherever it passed, all second-realm supernatural beings were instantly killed with a single finger strike to the throat, their crystals seized, and corpses falling to the ground.

"This monthly exam was still too easy!"

As Zhou Ming flew rapidly, he muttered something to himself.

Although this monthly exam was hellish for most Level 1 Order students, with various peak-level first-realm divine spells being extremely powerful, and the possibility of being killed as soon as one left the station building, even Level 2 Order students found it difficult to step out of the "Azure Fragrance Curtain".

But for him, it was still too weak; he didn't even have a single level three deity.

The number of "three types of power values" that can be "absorbed" tonight is almost zero.

Low-level deities no longer have "experience points"!

If it weren't for the need to "take exams," there would be absolutely nothing to do.

now,

The career advancement value for Level 2 Healers is 96%.

The "promotion value" for a level 3 Godslayer class is 0.5%.

Defense 148.

Logically, he should have "absorbed" two new skills today, but he discovered a strange phenomenon:

The "Godslayer" class cannot absorb new skills; instead, it increases beyond the 100% threshold of the [Taiyi Xuanling Halberd].

According to his understanding, it should be the signature ability of the Level 3 Order members, "Power".

That is, [Taiyi Xuanling Halberd. Power] 1%.

Just like the power displayed by the two assassins named A Liang last night.

As for the new skills of the "Healer" profession, it should be fine if they are not promoted to level three, but a suitable divine "devouring" technique has not yet been found for testing.

He wanted to choose a particularly powerful and useful new healing skill because his advancement speed would likely enter a slow period, and it would be difficult to quickly reach the required proficiency level. The first-level divine corpses in the Furnace Academy would no longer be of value, so he had to find another way.

At this moment, passing by an unfamiliar "station," a five-story brick building, she subconsciously looked over and, coincidentally, Bai Muwan, whose halberd wounds had barely healed, was with a male and a female student from the same school, desperately trying to block the overwhelming supernatural attack.

Bai Muwan's marksmanship was incredibly domineering, and her blood and strength were also exceptionally powerful. Even when she was close to the outer edge of the incense curtain, she was not afraid at all.

No wonder she dared to run out last night; her score must be pretty high.

As the fight went on, Bai Muwan suddenly turned around and ran back to the rooftop. She took out a strange pair of binoculars, looked in a certain direction, and muttered something to herself.

Zhou Ming rubbed his temples. Had this girl been staring at him for a long time?

Fortunately, I have the excuse of "creative talent" so that I can deny my profession to the death if anyone doubts it.

With that thought in mind, he turned and left, heading straight for the very front of the wasteland.

One "wasteland station" after another quickly fell behind them. The area ahead became increasingly remote, but the strange phenomena increased and their power grew stronger.

In the end, nearly a third of them were at the second level of divine ability.

His hands were numb from killing, and he was starting to feel overwhelmed. He could easily get trapped, and the danger was immense.

Finally, he saw a huge stone pillar in front of him with the words "Military Restricted Area, Keep Out of the Way" written on it.

We've arrived at the military camp!

That's right, this is his destination. It's the last day, and he wants to see how the armies of this world, and the mystics in the vast, boundless ruins outside, fight each other.

At this moment, he used the [Owl Nightmare Blood Transformation Technique], transforming into a wisp of smoke, traversing the crowded horde of supernatural beings, and arriving at the top of a small mountain not far away.

There aren't many supernatural phenomena here, only some rare flying creatures from the first realm, which pose little threat.

Looking down at what lay ahead, I was deeply awestruck at first glance—

A majestic mountain range stretched into the distance in an arc, likely encircling the base city behind it. Every ten meters or so, there was a huge beacon tower, with giant "Azure Incense" burning inside. Countless incense curtains were connected to form an ever-burning defense.

There are more than a dozen gaps in the mountain ranges, and the endless stream of wonders flows in from these gaps.

At the end of each "gap" lies an endless expanse of ruins. The mysteries within these ruins are as numerous as the riverbanks, stretching as far as the eye can see. A group of soldiers clad in retro armor are selecting the "nominated" mysteries, killing any that surpass the second level on the spot—a scene of extreme bloodshed.

This group of soldiers were all level three or above experts, but their methods and techniques were incredibly shrewd, far surpassing the two assassins from last night.

Directly in front of these "gaps" stands a military fortress covering tens of thousands of square meters, with a stone tablet at its highest point inscribed: "Headquarters of the Second Division, Third Army, East China Sea Base!"

In front of the military fortress, there was an overwhelming roar, and faint figures flew through the air, but their details were not clearly visible.

Just as I was about to take a closer look, a pleasant voice suddenly came from the side: "Is it beautiful?"

Zhou Ming was startled and immediately switched to his healer profession, looking at the person who had spoken.

There stood a woman in her early twenties, dressed in military armor with two bars and one star on her shoulders, holding the rank of major. Her long, golden hair was tied in a bun, and her body was covered in bloodstains. She exuded a sharp aura, making it impossible to discern her strength. She was staring at him with a playful expression.

"It's alright." Zhou Ming replied calmly.

The woman chuckled: "Which school?"

Zhou Ming: "Baijiang College!"

The woman blinked: "Oh, it's that useless academy. You're quite capable, managing to run this far from the station. You're even more audacious, daring to spy on a military stronghold!"

As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Zhou Ming by the neck, and with a flash, he sped into the wilderness. Soon, he reached the vicinity of the first station, casually threw Zhou Ming down, and coldly uttered a sentence: "If I didn't care that you were a student, you'd be dead by now. If you dare to peek again, I'll break your legs!"

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the vast night and among the mystical beings.

Zhou Ming rubbed his neck roughly.

……

The morning of the eleventh day.

The entire group of supernatural beings retreated.

Perhaps it's because we're about to return to school, but the once lifeless wasteland now looks exceptionally beautiful.

In front of station number 73.

Zhou Ming and his two companions, carrying large bags, bid a reluctant farewell to Huang Xuan and his servant.

The main reason for the farewell was for Lin Ya, Zhong Xiu, and the little girl Ah Shui; the three of them had developed feelings for each other over the past ten days.

Huang Xuan looked at Zhou Ming, a bitter smile on his lips: "Lord Zhou is a true Order Keeper, and the most mature and steady Order Keeper I've ever met in my time as the stationmaster of the wasteland. He has a bright future ahead of him. I hope I can survive until the end of the year and return to the city to treat you to a drink!"

Zhou Ming patted him on the shoulder: "Good luck, it's a deal!"

Without further ado, Zhou Ming and the other two embarked on their journey back to the city, their eyes filled with tears.

At this time, candidates from other stations also came out one after another, and more and more people gathered.

Lin Ya glanced at the crowd around her and sighed, "In this monthly exam, the three of us all scored in the 90s, barely passing. It's really too difficult to stand out from the crowd. The highest score posted on the forum is close to 400. Who knows how many other real geniuses there are?"

Zhong Xiu smiled wryly: "I'm quite satisfied. Being a genius isn't that easy; it'll cost you your life."

Having become familiar with the way back to the city, I arrived at the majestic city wall just before 11 a.m. At that time, countless candidates, dressed in tattered and disheveled clothes, had gathered at the foot of the wall.

The teachers were not present; instead, officials from the State Council and personnel from the Jingwu Division, which was in charge of maintaining public order, were there.

"Go back to your classes, and we'll meet again when we check the rankings on the monument back at school," Lin Ya and Zhong Xiu said goodbye and dispersed.

Zhou Ming looked around and walked towards the group of class monitor Xu Kuishou.

Upon closer inspection, he saw that Liang Bucheng, Ma Liang, and Ma Kun were all alive and well, grinning at him. However, there weren't enough of them, and most of the students looked sorrowful.

Xu Kuishou whispered to Zhou Ming, "Nie Xiaolong, Yuan Qing, Xu Feibai, and Gege are dead. From now on, there will only be 18 people left in our class."

Zhou Ming imagined what the four people looked like and their cheerful, lively smiles, and felt a little uneasy.

Liu Xinlan, nicknamed "Bow Tie," smoothed things over, saying, "Let's go, let's go. According to the rules, we should go to the government affairs office to hand in our identity exam cards and divine crystals. The results will be released at 12 noon."

This is the first monthly exam for the new cohort of Order Keeper university students. It will reveal who the true geniuses are. The entire base, the school, and the parents are all eagerly anticipating it; just thinking about it is exciting!

Xu Kuishou poured cold water on the situation: "While others are excited, our school is shrouded in gloom, and the teachers have no hope."