I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"So what exactly is that thing? Is it a unique disaster in this world?"

"Why do you think so?"

Yan Shang asked while driving.

"Uh... intuition? After all, you saw the weapon I just used, right?"

"That one?"

Yan Shang recalled it for a moment and then asked.

"It looks similar to the one that Hartz guy often uses."

"It's not the same thing, it's actually the same thing. Don't ask me how it came from Harts. I can't explain it for a while. Anyway, you know its effect."

"You mean [Breaking Disaster]?"

"Yes, judging from the feel of killing those monsters just now, I feel it is similar to the feeling of cutting down Disaster. My intuition tells me that that thing should be something similar."

"Well, your reasoning is good. You are right. Those things do count as disasters, but they are not disasters themselves, but derivatives of disasters."

"Disaster derivatives?"

Fu'er asked with some confusion.

Why are there still derivatives? Is it time for Oppa to be tired next?

"Yes, they have the characteristics of disasters, but they do not have the same ability to distort the world as disasters. At best, they can be regarded as by-products of disasters, so it is okay if you say they are trash fish."

"They are just a few trash fish. I thought I did something big."

Fu'er pursed his lips and said a little unhappy.

"What are you thinking about? If you really think you can solve this problem by yourself, then you have to go to the administration to shake people up. But don't worry, according to observations, there is no distortion reaction above C level in this world, so It’s not a big problem. Don’t look at the fact that the two soldiers at the back didn’t seem to win. In fact, it was just because they didn’t bring enough ammunition.”

"Didn't I remember that ordinary bullets are not very effective against disasters?"

Fu'er asked doubtfully.

"So of course I'm not referring to ordinary bullets. Who is that? You have a few rounds left in the magazine. Give them to this kid and give him a long experience."

"Four more rounds."

The soldier unloaded the magazine, ejected a bullet from it, and handed it to Ful.

"This is a 7.62 caliber bullet specially supplied to disasters. It is different from the 7.62 rifle bullets made of ordinary brass. Its shell is an alloy specially made by Atlas Institute. This series should use MI alloy. It has the effect of suppressing and even destroying disasters, and is widely used in all troops that need to deal with disasters. To describe it, this kind of bullet has a slightly weaker effect than Hartz's battle ax. Like the one just now If you hit the weak point of that kind of miscellaneous fish monster, you can probably kill one of them in two or three shots."

"Is it that great?"

"After all, the number of heroes, and the number of heroes with combat capabilities, is limited. Otherwise, you can see why Harts is so busy at work. So those micro-disasters naturally have to be dealt with by ordinary soldiers. Of course, this kind of bullet can only deal with it at best. This kind of miscellaneous fish, like the kind that is relatively strong, needs to be replaced with a higher level one."

"Purification grenades, anti-disaster sniper rifles, anti-disaster cruise missiles, and some time ago I even heard that the border expedition team's research room even developed the anti-disaster Big Ivan. But the most exaggerated thing is that it is stored in the Foreign Object Containment Center That batch of numbered ammunition. There are only less than [-] rounds in total, and each one is a strategic-level material."

"Why? Isn't this still a bullet?"

"Yes, they are bullets, but they are only made into bullets. Their prototypes are given the miracle of physicalization. Even the bullets numbered after 200 can solve an A-level disaster with one shot."

"Can this thing be materialized?!"

Fu Er exclaimed.

"Don't ask, you don't need to be so clear about the technology of the Atlas Institute and what those guys have come up with. After all, if you can figure out the principle, then you have to go in."

"I feel like I have heard the name of this organization many times. What kind of organization is this? It sounds so powerful."

"The organization with the sole goal of ensuring the survival of the world is mainly composed of top scholars. The things that can be produced inside are all kinds of weird. If anyone appears in the original world, he will either sound the doomsday alarm or be listed as a numbered containment object. But correspondingly, almost 80% of humanity’s disaster weapons are developed with the technology they provide.”

"Whenever a place like this appears... I always have the illusion that something will happen to it sooner or later."

"But in fact they have never made a mistake. Of course, it can also be understood that as an institution that ensures the survival of the world, they do not allow themselves to make mistakes."

Fu'er handed the bullet in his hand to the soldier, and then asked again.

"By the way, you are very familiar with these weapons. Aren't you a doctor?"

"Uh...it's not like I've never been a field doctor before, so it's normal to be familiar with it. By the way, I haven't answered your original question yet. The trash fish you just cleaned up was named [Prayer of Water], and it was The main threat to this frontier world. As you can see, they have a human-like appearance and are made of translucent black mist. Their main attack methods are to extend their arms and perform claw attacks."

"Then they will instinctively chase water, or anything with water, such as people."

"Hiss... Although the combat effectiveness is not very good, it still sounds a bit scary. If they instinctively chase water, why are they only chasing me? Wait..."

"Could it be that you asked me to bring water and drink more water because-"

"Well, my reasoning ability is really good. That's the right answer."

"……………………"

Fu Er originally thought that this guy had good intentions and was worried that he would not adapt to the border environment, so he reminded him to drink more water. Unexpectedly, it was just to use him as bait?

I can’t be this friend anymore!

"Can I swear?"

"No."

"Then I have nothing to say."

Fu'er leaned back and opened his arms.

What else can I say? That's all the original work, just do it and you're done.

Looking at the desolate land outside the window, Fule was stunned for a while, and the atmosphere in the car fell into silence. After a while, Fu'er looked back at the two wounded people behind him. The more seriously injured one was still in a coma, but he seemed to be breathing steadily and should be fine. The one who just handed him the bullet was One of them also leaned against the car window and fell into a deep sleep.

"How is it? How does it feel to participate in a battle like this for the first time?"

Yan Shang asked.

"It's okay. It doesn't feel too big. It's the first time I've experienced the power-increasing effect brought by the engraving. I didn't have such good physical fitness and reaction ability before this."

"Are you scared?"

"I was a little scared at first. After all, the way they were seriously injured was a bit too exciting for me. But fortunately, your ability is convenient, otherwise it would be a question of whether the one who was hit on the chest could survive until he returned to the camp. ."

"But my ability is not omnipotent. Direct treatment cannot be used on ordinary people at will, because it is actually consuming vitality to seek short-term healing effects. After all, ordinary people do not have the ability to withstand miracles and distortions. and……"

"Even I can't bring back the lives that have been lost..."

People cannot be resurrected after death. This is a reality that Yan Shang has recognized since the first day he started studying medicine. Even if there are miracles in this world, it is not that no one has achieved the feat of resurrection from the dead, but for those ordinary people who ask him for help.

Death is the end of everything.

So he must admit that there is no resurrection after death.

This is his respect for [death] while pursuing [life] as a doctor.

Hearing Yan Shang's words, Fu Er also recalled that when he and Yan Shang rushed to the scene together, the first scene that caught his eye was a soldier holding a gun with one hand, and another with his chest covered The scene was torn apart by the claws of the Shadow of Prayer for Water.

Fu'er didn't know why at the time. He was a little scared when he saw those monsters, but when he saw the blood spurting out, his mind suddenly became hot, and he grabbed a piece of steel from the car for tents and rushed towards it. Got out.

Are there any other weapons in the car? Yes, there are a few rifles, but he doesn’t know how to use them!

The result was obvious, he was chased and beaten by the four water-praying shadows.

But he did not regret it. After all, if it had been a little later, the lives of the two soldiers might not have been saved.

"You still have a chance now, Ful. After all, the director tricked you, and you have a reason to quit this border trip."

Yan Shang turned to Fu'er and said, this was the first time he saw such a serious look on the other person's face.

"…………"

Indeed, reason is telling Fu'er that for the sake of safety, he should immediately retreat to his original world, then return home with peace of mind, eat watermelon, blow the air conditioner, and live a normal life of a high school student.

But...it's a pity that he has never been such a rational person.

"What are you talking about! Since I signed a temporary labor contract, of course I have determined the salary!"

Fuer grinned and said with a smile.

"You said that people cannot be resurrected after death, right. So, next time, we just need to be faster!"

"........."

That's right, as long as you go a little faster, you can definitely avoid all of this.

"And what are these idiots afraid of! They've already charged, how can you not keep up?"

Yan Shang looked at the confident look of the young man in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, I'll leave the T and DPS to you. Don't let me get hurt."

"It's not a big deal! Your milk supply won't be bad, right?"

"It's a joke. I'm the ace doctor in the branch, but I can still give you milk! I can't tell you about ordinary people, but a guy like you who holds miracles."

Yan Shang stepped on the accelerator hard and shouted loudly along the wind.

"As long as you lie on the ground for half an hour, I will take off the doctor's mark myself!"

Then, the two wounded soldiers, who were woken up by the bumps caused by the sudden acceleration and the shouts of the two, looked at each other in the back seat, but then they laughed.

So the sage and the healer made an agreement.

This time, they want to explore the border.

0 casualties!