This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"I don't know who you are, but it should be someone in the castle. When you are warming around the stove, have you ever thought that there are a group of fallen people huddled in the dungeon, relying on each other's body temperature for warmth, and struggling to survive? Woolen cloth?"

"When you are enjoying the food, have you ever thought that someone is licking the muddy fruit belly seeping from the top of the head, next to the mutilated corpse of his companion?"

"When you're wearing fine clothes, do you ever think about someone who doesn't even have a piece of clothing to keep out of the cold and can only wait to die in the snow and ice?"

Ferdinand III's eyes did not have any waves, and he just said lightly: "Because you are fallen people, it is a great gift for you to survive. You don't know how to be grateful, and dare to continue to rely on the devil. It is a shame."

"Really? I heard from Mr. Martin that many nobles are secretly summoning demons for their own personal gain. Even if they are discovered, they are only fined. According to your understanding, they are also fallen, so why can they be unscrupulous?" What about drawing our blood, and we are only worthy of death? Their life is their life, so what about ours!"

Faced with Leanna's doubts, Ferdinand III hesitated.

He never thought about this question.

These things seemed commonplace before, but now they are very contradictory.

After hesitating for a while, he finally found an explanation: "Because they are nobles, they are naturally noble."

Hearing these words, Lianna felt her blood boil, and her hands trembled involuntarily.

She has heard that phrase countless times.

Because the other party is a nobleman, the other party can kill him.

Because I am a fallen person, I must submit to it.

She once asked the slimes about this question, and they gave her convincing explanations from different angles.

Therefore, facing Ferdinand III, she said solemnly:

"Then who stipulated this point? Have the gods said it? Why are nobles noble? If it is blood, when the gods created us, our ancestors are all the same. If it is power, then those who are not How can an uneducated nobleman explain it?"

Ferdinand III was speechless again.

He remembered Lianna, after all, he had been to the dungeon once and met her, but she didn't remember him.

He remembered that Leanna was thin and small, like a malnourished kitten, and it was difficult to relate to the calm but powerful young girl now.

Is this also the power of the devil?

Change a person in a short period of time, reshape one's own concept, and fundamentally change a person's view.

This must be the power of the devil!

Shaking his head, he said indifferently: "You have been bewitched by demons, and this is also the influence of demons. They have already affected your mind and caused you to have wrong ideas."

"What affects me is not the power of the devil, but systematic knowledge. Knowledge can see through the contradictions in reality, allowing me to understand the world correctly. If this is the bewitching of the devil, then I am willing to be bewitched."

"Shut up, you demon-bewitched trash!"

After being interrupted by Ferdinand III's angry shout, Lianna let out a long breath, and her boiling emotions gradually calmed down.

Facing the furious Ferdinand III, she said flatly, "Lie down on the bed, and then take off your shirt."

Ferdinand III sneered: "Are you going to kill me? Yes, I am also a nobleman. Killing a nobleman you hate the most should be the thing you want to do the most."

"I'm a trainee doctor, and while I still loathe you personally, my duties do not allow me to do so.

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Seriously inspecting Ferdinand III's wound, Lianna carefully observed the condition of the wound according to the teaching of the medical student.

Although her degree of demonization is not high, she can already use skill scrolls, but the cost performance is not high.

But even so, when she said that she still wanted to practice medicine, Martin generously found dozens of medical scrolls and gave her a level 1 medicine.

The skill scroll can only let her get started. If she wants to continue to improve, she must continue to learn in related areas and continuously improve her skills.

And in this world where magic and magic exist, the role of medicine is not that strong, but she still decided to pursue this path.

Not only because it was a doctor who saved her, but also because medical skills are the skills of ordinary people, a life-saving technology that ordinary people can afford.

After carefully inspecting the wound on Ferdinand III's body and determining the growth of the wound, she recorded the other party's condition on the paper.

"You're recovering very well. Your physique is good. The spiritual energy should also have a certain effect on promoting recovery. Please continue to maintain it. Get out of bed and move as much as possible if you have a chance, but don't be too violent. I'll come back tomorrow."

After leaving the ward, Lianna remembered what she had said before.

After saying that sentence, she felt a stone loosen inside her body.

The burden that had been weighing on her seemed to be lifted, allowing her to accept the new life better.

Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she quickly walked towards the demigod space, ready to receive further study.

Not long after she left, a few slimes sneaked in.

They carefully closed the door and surrounded Ferdinand III.

Before Ferdinand III could ask the other party why he came, a slime hit the other party's chest, knocking Ferdinand III to the ground.

Then, a slime jumped on the opponent's stomach, almost smashing Ferdinand III's bile.

"You are very courageous, dare to bully our students." A medical student slime grabbed the other person's hair and said fiercely, "We have seen all your words in the conference room, everyone, let's talk, How many years is the sentence?"

"It's hopeless, it's recommended to bury him alive."

"Throw it in the pooping pitcher plant."

"As a sparring partner for the crazy policewoman."

"Multiple the above by 2."

"Okay, let's follow the public opinion. Although the task requires asking about the cultivation method of psionic power, who cares about him now, just do it!"

"Lynching! Lynching!"

In the conference room, he took off his clothes and watched the players begin to abuse the lynching, then turned to Lu Fan who was watching, and said, "Master Lu, what do you think..."

"What do you think? I didn't see anything. I don't know anything about the abuse of prisoners." Lu Fan shrugged.

"Although it didn't match the plan, forget it, I didn't see anything." He shrugged after taking off his clothes.

In the 3D video, Ferdinand III's counterattack also began.

Although there are dozens of debilitating spells hanging on his body, he can still use psionic power weakly, and his combat skills are not comparable to those of medical students.

He grabbed one slime, crushed it on the ground, and punched another slime.

A melee between humans and slimes unfolded in the ward.

The next day, when Lianna came to check the ward, she found that Ferdinand III had more bruises.

"What happened? Did you fight?"

"Too much exercise."

Ferdinand III said coldly, his eyes wandering to the half-closed door.

There, several slimes were stacked up, staring at him fiercely through the crack of the door, the murderous look in their eyes was self-evident.

The second round of doctor-patient disputes is about to begin.