Death… And Me

Chapter 1280 - Assignment

However, that result generated a tumult higher than expected.

”Brother! Can you restore a lost organ?!”

”Brother, how much would you ask to get rid of my scars?”

”Brother, I came to this war to help my mother. Would you mind helping her?”

”Brother...”

Suddenly, a voice loud as thunders came from behind the counters.

”Enough!”

Everyone immediately went silent as a man dressed in the Vigal Region Armyʼs uniform appeared. ”This is the army, so head back to your respective queues. Anyone causing more trouble here will be immediately expelled from the army and wonʼt be allowed to use the teleport formations to go back to where they came from.”

Being expelled from the army wasnʼt that big of a deal. Most of the people were here for the War Points alone. It wasnʼt like they cared much about the outcome. However, not being able to go back to where they came from was different. After all, not everyone had a Demon Bird like Roan and Rean. Such a journey back to their own countries and cities could very well take decades, considering that they would arrive alive to start with. Of course, even if they didnʼt care about both issues, it wouldnʼt be a good idea to cause trouble to the army in such a tense situation like a war. The army had never been known for being merciful, after all.

”Phew...” Rean looked at the man as he let out a sigh of relief. He could tell that he was at the Initial Stage of the Elemental Transformation Realm, a pretty high level in a place like this. ”Thanks for the help, friend. I was just trying to demonstrate my abilities so that I could be assigned to the best place.”

”Iʼm not your friend,” the man responded. ”Nevertheless, I have to recognize your healing skills.” After that, he looked at the guy attending the twins. ”Bimba, assign him to the healing grounds. He will be joining the other healers in helping the injured recover.”

”Yes, Captain Melengor.” He immediately took Reanʼs token and added the sector where Rean would work.

After some time, Rean got his token back before asking, ”Where should I go now?”

”You can take the teleport formations. Once you get there, just present your token, and theyʼll send you to the right place,” Bimba explained.

Not long after, Bimba passed Roanʼs token back to him, telling him, ”Here you go. You have been assigned to the Dark Element manipulatorsʼ regiment. Your duties will be explained once the people in charge there assess your strength and abilities.”

Roan could heal others as well. However, he didnʼt want to do so. He preferred to join the battlefield instead. ”Very well.”

Rean then took the chance to ask something else, ”How are our War Points calculated? Also, where can I see the rewards list?”

Surprisingly, it was Melengor who answered the question. ”For the healing grounds, it will depend on the severeness of the injury. When a cultivator arrives with an injury, a group of army healers will assess the damage and mark down the War Points given to those who heal him. Donʼt try to change the information. Believe me when I say that we always know all the patients in the healing grounds. If you do... letʼs just say you donʼt want to know what will happen.”

Melengor continued, ”There are different payments according to how well you heal someone as well. In any case, the physicians there will tell you how it goes.”

Melengor then looked at Roan and told him, ”As for you, you just need to get rid of your enemies. You will receive a badge that contains an inscription that calculates the number of kills you get during a campaign. Obviously, the higher the cultivation of the enemies you kill, the more points you get. Itʼs that simple. You just need to show that badge back to the soldiers working with it once you get back from battle. Theyʼll be able to see how many and how strong each of the people you killed are.”

Roan was more than satisfied with that, nodding in response. ”Good.”

”As for the rewards list, just ask for the jade slip once you get to your positions. They can be exchanged anytime you want as long as youʼre not assigned to anything at that moment.”

With that over, the twins left and headed to the teleport formations. They didnʼt mind the separation since their place of action was still within the ten thousand kilometer range of their Soul Connection. It wouldnʼt make sense for the healing grounds to be stationed far away from the battlefield since people would have to be urgently attended to. ʼRemember, War Points!ʼ

With that, they showed their tokens to the officers in the teleport formations and were teleported to their own designated areas.

Once the twins were gone, Melengor took out a Thoughts Transmission Talisman before sending a message to someone. ʼPay attention to ID 340184527812. He was sent to the healing grounds of the Clankei City War Front.ʼ After that, he turned around and left as if nothing had happened.

Rean arrived at the healing grounds with quite a few other cultivators. Obviously, he was far from being the only one focused on healing. There, he was brought to one of the physician officers in charge. ”Iʼm Hakzuax Tantan, responsible for the 16547th healing regiment. I can see that we have a lot of Core Formation, Core and Soul Fusion, and Nascent Soul Realm newcomers here. You can all head to the barracks on my right, and you will be assigned a position there. As for those at the Soul Transformation and Saint Realm, you can come with me.”

Other than Rean, there were only three other Saint Realm healing cultivators in the group that arrived with him. As for those at Soul Transformation, there were twelve. As they all followed Hakzuax, he gave them a small explanation of their duties. ”Due to your higher cultivation realm, you will also be asked to join specific battle regiments into war fronts if necessary. Your importance in there will be determined accordingly to your abilities. However, you must remember. Donʼt try to play the hero. Your mission is to stay alive! After all, if you die, who will treat the soldiers at the front? Understood?”

”Yes, sir!” Reanʼs group nodded in unison.

”Good.”