I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

"What did you realize?"

As Chen Miao pulled back the curtain and stepped into the operating room, he immediately saw Doctor Gou lying on the operating table, wrapped up like a mummy. Although Doctor Gou's voice sounded extremely weak and exhausted, his spirit seemed pretty good.

He should survive.

Just that the injury...

"..."

Chen Miao's face remained expressionless as he paused for a moment before asking, "Who did this?"

After all, Doctor Gou was somewhat his mentor, a member of his "Tomb Guardian" group. It was inconceivable for some desperate thugs to leave him half-dead like this. How could Chen Miao not seek revenge for Doctor Gou?

"That's not important." Stay connected through empire

Lying in the hospital bed, Doctor Gou looked a bit manic, staring straight at Chen Miao with a strange emotion in his voice. "Chen Miao, do you know? When those desperadoes were torturing me."

"They pierced the back of my hand with an awl!"

"They jabbed needles under my fingernails!"

"They laid tissues over my face and then poured water on top!"

"Suddenly, I felt so exhilarating, so good, a very pleasant feeling rushing from head to toe!"

"It hurt."

"The intense pain and the near suffocation were almost enough to make me scream!"

"..."

Chen Miao took a few slow steps back with an unfazed countenance, turning his head towards the Black Doctor while gesturing to his own head, silently questioning if Doctor Gou had suffered a brain injury.

He remembered that Doctor Gou wasn't like this in his past impressions.

He was a middle-aged man with a stubbly face who had surrendered to reality under the baptism of life.

How did he suddenly change like this?

It's slightly mad.

And a bit like M...

This scared him a bit. He treated Doctor Gou like a brother. If his brother became paralyzed, Chen Miao would definitely take care of him for life without a second thought. But if his brother suddenly turned into M, then he had to consider if he really needed this brother.

Seeing Chen Miao's inquiring gaze, the Black Doctor opened and closed his mouth helplessly a few times before he whispered, "Miao, I'm a surgeon, I don't understand this."

"Maybe... maybe he was traumatized."

It's not an unusual situation for someone's emotions to greatly change after being traumatized.

Understandable.

Doctor Gou now gave Chen Miao the impression that he was someone who had experienced a drastic change in personality after being traumatized.

Their actions were far from covert, and Doctor Gou saw everything clearly. Ignoring his own injuries, he forcefully sat up from the operating bed with his eyes fixed excitedly on Chen Miao as he rasped out.

"I'm not sick, I've merely had an epiphany."

"Do you know, Chen Miao? All these years, I've been suppressing myself. I didn't dare to enter mysterious realms, I didn't dare to fight with people, I dared not enter all dangerous situations, I've been taking care of this clinic with utmost caution."

"I have always been afraid that the present me would disappoint the past me."

"But tonight, I found the real me. I like this dangerous situation, I like the feeling of fighting with people, I like the thrill of walking on the edge of life and death, this is my nature."

"All these years, I've been suppressing myself, to the point I felt like I'm not even living anymore."

"I've decided."

"From today onwards, I'll still take good care of this clinic, but I'll also start a new life. I can't stay in the past sorrow any longer, I want to restart my life in Broken Pot City."

"You don't need to lift a finger against those people; they will be the first batch of Lost Souls in my new lease on life!"

"..."

Chen Miao remained silent and did not speak. He had probably grasped Doctor Gou's meaning—it seemed he might have been a little traumatized—but being alive was what counted. After rubbing his temples a few times, he said resignedly.

"First, heal your wounds; we can talk about everything else once you're better."

"If it really doesn't work out, you can come back with me to Fengtian City. Although I can't remove you from the wanted list, with me around, nobody would dare to arrest you."

"Just make sure you don't go around telling people you're wanted."

Doctor Gou grinned and started to laugh, "Fengtian City is too peaceful for me, not to my liking; Broken Pot City is good. I just hadn't figured out the way things work in Broken Pot City before. I've had a revelation tonight. Maybe the next time you come to Broken Pot City, Chen Miao, I could throw a welcome party for you."

"Alright."

Chen Miao did not continue the subject with Doctor Gou; instead, he looked at the Black Doctor behind him, "What's this young man's real name? It's not right to keep calling him 'Black Doctor'."

"He didn't say."

Doctor Gou shook his head, "I've asked him for his name before, and he said that his former self is already dead. From now on, Black Doctor would be his name."

"I see."

Chen Miao nodded but did not probe further into the matter. After all, everyone had their own stories, and a name was just a code. Knowing the real name wouldn't make much of a difference. However, there was one thing he was rather curious about, "What did you do to end up on the run in Broken Pot City?"

It was indeed intriguing that someone with a Lifestyle Occupation would flee to Broken Pot City.

After all, typically, only when the Enforcement Bureau deemed a Supernatural's capture to have too high of a casualty rate would they let the fugitive escape into Broken Pot City. As for those with a Lifestyle Occupation who almost have no means of resistance—

If their crimes were serious, they were killed on the spot.

If their crimes were minor, they were arrested right there.

There was no chance to flee, and escaping was futile against the violent institution built by the Federation.

"Him?"

Doctor Gou, lying in the hospital bed, chuckled sarcastically, "No need to ask; I already know it must have been because of some woman. This guy is a loyal lackey, but a ruthless one. He buried his goddess in a river."

"Quite the ruthless fellow."

"..."

The Black Doctor's expression remained unflustered; his mouth opened and closed slightly, then he briefly recounted, "Once, when I returned home, there were some men causing trouble. My father kept kowtowing alongside, and later, I stabbed those men to death with a knife."

"Then I took some money from home, and before the incident became known, I ran away."

"It's been 11 years since then."

"11 years?"

Chen Miao was slightly astonished, "How old are you today?"

"24."

"Good lord... you sure were strong for a little guy back then. Haven't you been in contact with your father since?"

"No."

"Which city are you originally from?"

"Fengtian City."

"Fengtian City? I'm familiar with that place. What's your real name? I'll check and see what the situation was with your warrant back then. It should have been considered self-defense, right?"

After a brief hesitation, the Black Doctor finally spoke up, "Zhao Lingtian."

...

Chen Miao didn't dally and immediately sent a message to Zhou Shen, who was outside of Broken Pot City. In less than fifteen minutes, he had obtained the case file from that year's incident.

Hmm.

After reviewing the case file, he rubbed his nose and somewhat regretted why he had decided to check the case file for the Black Doctor.