Lan Qi’s eyes drooped inadvertently as he looked at the pair, who seemed like a match made in heaven, a flash of jealousy flickering in the depths of his gaze. Why are they so outstanding, so happy? Both of them are so wealthy, gifted with talent, and have backgrounds that are the envy of everyone. Even world-renowned scientists are their relatives? But in an instant, Lan Qi realized. How could I harbor such thoughts? How could I be so easily jealous of others? But... it’s truly infuriating, why don’t I have such a good family background? Jealousy is the original sin, an inherent aspect of human nature. Seeing the good in others can evoke feelings of envy, which turn into jealousy when such envy is for things one cannot have. After finishing their meal, the trio walked around the mall before returning to the university. Googlᴇ search 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝓷𝓮𝓽 Wang Lan and his friends had dined well and were enjoying themselves physically and mentally, but far away in the university’s Medical Star Martial Research department, the beautiful teacher Sun Li was not in a good mood. This year, there were six hundred freshmen. Compared to previous years, the number of students electing to take battlefield medical courses had increased, with over seventy individuals. Just after class, Sun Li eagerly went to the office to review the student profiles, picking out the new students she favored. However, as she went through the profiles, Sun Li’s expression grew darker and more unsightly. After flipping through the last one, only a cold smile remained on her face. "Really taking my words as a passing breeze? I recruited you, and you dare not choose my course?" Just after entering the school, Wang Lan and Jiang Xinyu parted ways. Walking on the school’s main avenue, full of dreamy colors, a warm breeze played with his elegant hair. It was especially comfortable and pleasant. Such an afternoon should be for a nap. It was just that there was only half an hour left before class, so there would be no time for a nap. Suddenly, Wang Lan stopped in his tracks; he suddenly felt a heart-stopping premonition. What’s going on? Could it be Duanmu Yi making his move? "Wang Lan... Wang Lan, are you Wang Lan?" A senior-looking girl came running from a distance and arrived in front of Wang Lan, sizing him up. "Hello, I’m from the fourth-year Auxiliary Department. Here’s the thing, Director Sun from the medical department wants you to visit right now." "Director Sun? Who is that? What does she want with me?" "Sun... Director Sun, you should have met her, right? The one who recruited you into the school..." "Oh! I remember now." An image of a female teacher in a sexy, tight dress with a head of gorgeous wavy hair suddenly flashed through Wang Lan’s mind. "Do you know what she wants?" "Not sure, but you better hurry. Director Sun has a bit of a temper, and if you’re late, you might suffer for it." Following the senior girl, Wang Lan arrived at the medical department. All the students there wore white lab coats, just like doctors in a hospital. The seniors passing by Wang Lan were engrossed in academic discussions, heads bowed. Even if they saw Wang Lan, they treated him as if he were invisible. Then he was led to the third floor, which consisted of numerous labs. Inside, students were either observing test tubes and reagents or recording data displayed on instruments. The intense atmosphere of scientific research made Wang Lan almost believe he had stumbled into some pharmaceutical research institute. "Director Sun, Wang Lan has been brought here." "Come in!" an icy voice came from inside. The senior girl gave Wang Lan a look that said, ’Good luck,’ and then pushed him inside. The entire office was very large, with three walls of shelves stacked densely with an impressive array of inscrutable bottles and containers. Sun Li propped up her sharp chin, looking slightly flirtatiously at a somewhat bewildered Wang Lan. She extended her seductive tongue and licked the corner of her mouth. "Wang Lan, we meet again... I remember telling you that I hoped you would enroll in the battlefield medical course... you’ve gone back on your word, huh." "Hello, Mrs. Sun... I don’t recall agreeing?" "You didn’t refuse, so I thought you had agreed." Sun Li slowly stood up and came over to Wang Lan, scrutinizing his eyes. "You’ve awakened your Medical Star Martial Innate Ability but did not sign up for the battlefield medical discipline... give me a reason." "I think my Medical Star Martial Technique is already suitable for the battlefield. My Star Martial Skill can quickly heal wounds, even achieving organ regeneration and limb reattachment. To put it arrogantly, as long as one doesn’t die on the spot, my Star Martial Skill can fully heal them." Wang Lan stood straight, his eyes not straying as he spoke. This teacher gave him a very dangerous feeling. Initially, Wang Lan had wanted to express his thoughts in a more tactful manner, but under Mrs. Sun’s direct gaze, he subconsciously voiced his most sincere thoughts. "Is that so..." Sun Li gently adjusted Wang Lan’s collar. "What about now?" As Sun Li’s words landed, Wang Lan’s complexion suddenly changed. The Song of Life instantly activated automatically, and a hazy glow rose around Wang Lan. In the blink of an eye, a green impurity of light appeared within the white light surrounding his body. About ten seconds later, the surrounding white glow returned to its milky white color. Wang Lan’s body also recovered. "Mrs. Sun, what are you implying? Poisoning a student, is that something a teacher like you should do?" "Indeed! Your Inborn Talent of the Bloodline is truly remarkable. It only takes you ten seconds to detoxify." "Thank you for the compliment." "But do you know that many people poisoned with this toxin would die within thirty seconds? If you had thirty poisoned warriors in front of you, how would you ensure your battlefield medicine?" Wang Lan’s face changed slightly. "Your talent is indeed very effective in healing physical injuries, but what about other afflictions? When I use the term ’affliction,’ I’m not referring to a single concept; it covers two things: disease and poison. Do you think Medical Star Martial Warriors are only for treating teammates’ injuries? "Those who only treat mere bruises and sprains are called quacks, not Medical Star Martial Warriors. Besides physical trauma, there is another type of damage that is more powerful and widespread—Star Martial Toxins. "And Star Martial Toxins are never a singular killing force. Once they appear, they always sweep over a large area. Is your Innate Ability still sufficient?" "This... such cases are quite rare, aren’t they?" "In the world, there are currently 170,000 recorded species of Exotic Beasts, among which 20,000 species are Poisonous Beasts. The Star Martial Toxins produced by these Poisonous Beasts amount to 120,000 different types. Out of these, 50,000 types can kill Star Martial Warriors within thirty seconds. "Of course, stronger individuals can withstand it longer, but by ’stronger individuals,’ we mean those beyond the Galaxy Stage. In Jade Country, there are nearly three million Star Martial Warriors, ninety percent of whom are below the Star Cloud Stage. "Now, let me give you a battlefield simulation. Ahead is a toxic fog, and behind is the city we must protect. Countless Star Martial Warriors charge into the toxic mists, heedless of life and death, to hold back the advance of Poisonous Beasts. And they only have thirty seconds to fight. "Watching your comrades fall one after another on the battlefield, as a Medical Attribute Star Martial Warrior, you can only choose to save one out of every ten. Tell me, what would your feelings be at that time?" "I... So, if I learn from you, I can avoid such situations?" "On your way here, you must have seen many laboratories, where they are conducting research, right?" "Of the 120,000 types of Star Martial Toxins recorded by humanity, we have only managed to produce antidotes for 20,000. However, if we encounter these types of toxins for which an antidote has been developed, our warriors will no longer have any concerns when fighting the Exotic Beasts, protecting our homeland. That’s the benefit of learning battlefield medicine. "Even on the battlefield, when faced with a brand-new type of Star Martial Toxin, we can analyze it and match it with a similar antidote. Even if it’s not a targeted cure, it can at least keep them alive. "Many who lack medical talent have dedicated themselves to battlefield medicine. As a Medical Star Martial Warrior, what reason do you have not to take my course? "Look at what you’ve chosen. Advanced Star Power? Bio-Genetic Engineering? Cosmic Energy Studies? You’re quite good at planning for retirement! These are subjects studied by old scholars hunkered down in labs or buried in their studies. What, are you already preparing for retirement before you’ve even started working?" Rebuked by Sun Li until he had no arguments left, Wang Lan was simply unaware that the battlefield involved poisons as well as injuries. If he had known, even if not to become a battlefield support healer, he would have chosen it to increase his chances of survival. "Teacher, I was wrong... Just tell me what to do." "I’ve said this much and you still don’t know what to do?" Sun Li glanced, indicating the application form on the desk. "But, I’ve already chosen four electives..." "You must take at least four electives; it doesn’t say only four. How about adding one more, battlefield medicine? Major courses are usually in the morning, and electives in the afternoon. Each elective module is taught over two days, with the same content on each day. This allows students to conveniently stagger their courses." After filling out the application form, Sun Li, with a triumphant expression, patted Wang Lan’s cheek. "Why couldn’t you have been obedient earlier? Why force me to get angry? Don’t you know that getting angry is the biggest enemy of a woman’s youth?" Is this also my fault? "Remember to come to the second class period tomorrow afternoon," Sun Li instructed Wang Lan before he left. The afternoon was for the opening ceremony and class meetings; actual classes according to the timetable wouldn’t start until tomorrow. En route to his class, Wang Lan’s phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Pulling it out, he saw it was the Tianjian Bureau informing him he had been granted A-level clearance. With this clearance, Wang Lan could now freely access files within the Tianjian Bureau’s jurisdiction. Hastily, Wang Lan entered the Tianjian Bureau’s internal network. He easily passed the identity verification and accessed the bureau’s restricted archive. There, he located the sealed file on Ma Chuchu’s suicide, which occurred in a dormitory during the early part of his third year, in Year 17. The details in the sealed file were almost exactly what Ming Baiye had told him—a typical case of love thwarted by family opposition, leading to a forced breakup and then suicide from heartbreak. But one name in the file made Wang Lan feel the case was not so simple. Ma Chuchu’s girlfriend was none other than Duanmu Yi! After Ma Chuchu’s suicide, the school quickly suppressed the incident, and the Tianjian Bureau rapidly closed the case. The whole process—from occurrence to resolution—took only three days. It was as if... someone had arranged everything meticulously. With the Duanmu Family’s power, suppressing the death of a student from an ordinary background wasn’t difficult. Especially since Ma Chuchu had indeed committed suicide. But suicides can have many causes. Couldn’t there have been coercion? If not driven to utter despair, who would be willing to die?