The System Is One Year Ahead Of Schedule, But It’S Not The End Of The World Yet!

Chapter 39: The Differences Among Metahumans!

After leaving the Liu family's gate, Ling Feng considerately walked to the passenger side and opened the car door, using one hand to shield the roof eaves while inviting Chen Mo to get in.

"Dr. Chen, I apologize if the seats in my car are not as comfortable. You'll have to make do for now."

"I'm not an old man, I don't mind these things," Chen Mo smiled.

Just because his medical skills were high, he didn't automatically consider himself an old man.

Ling Feng immediately smiled, "It was my impoliteness."

As Chen Mo got into Ling Feng's car and left, Du Zihang bid farewell and left as well.

Since Chen Mo's words today didn't sound definitive, he felt that at least half of his goal had been achieved.

Sitting in the car, Ling Feng chatted with Chen Mo. He curiously asked, "Dr. Chen, may I ask you a question?"

"You may."

"I noticed that you seem to be younger than me. How many years have you studied medicine?"

"From elementary school to university."

"It seems like your family isn't a medical family. It seems like you had some extraordinary experiences when you were young."

"Yes, I met a wandering old physician who taught me some medical skills."

"Just by teaching you some medical skills, you have reached such a level of medical expertise. So, what level must your master be?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen him in a long time, I don't know if he's still alive."

"I see."

Ling Feng had long suspected that Chen Mo must have had some renowned mentor, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have such a high level at such a young age.

If Chen Mo was also helpless with the illness of the old leader, Ling Feng had intended to use Chen Mo to contact a more skilled predecessor in medical arts for treatment.

But he never expected that Chen Mo's master was a wandering physician, and now he didn't even know if he was still alive.

This truly made him feel quite regretful.

During their conversation, Chen Mo glanced at the rank insignia on Ling Feng's head.

His rank was Rank Three Metahuman.

Chen Mo realized that every Metahuman he had encountered so far was of relatively low rank.

From this, it could be inferred that it was probably difficult for Metahumans to reach a particularly high rank in a short period of time.

However, high-ranking monsters appeared more frequently.

Chen Mo had encountered Rank Nine Demonic Beings, Rank Nine Corpse Kings, and Rank Nine Mutant Beasts.

But as for high-ranking Metahumans, he had never seen even one at Rank Seven.

Considering Ling Feng's physical fitness and identity, Chen Mo believed that if they were in the apocalypse, it should be relatively easy for Ling Feng to improve his rank. If Ling Feng's rank was also low, it would indicate that the difficulty of rank advancement for Metahumans was extremely high, even in an era where there were abundant special energy sources due to the apocalypse.

However, Chen Mo had already anticipated this. After all, he himself was in a state of "cheating," yet he still felt that the advancement of Metahuman ranks was slow, and he even encountered bottlenecks.

For ordinary people, wanting to quickly break through the ranks of Metahumans in the apocalypse clearly required numerous fortuitous encounters.

For example, some fortuitous encounters that could surpass the limits of physical attributes.

He is currently relying on the fusion of werewolf bloodline to increase his attribute limit. Otherwise, if his overall attributes can only reach a maximum of 2 points, he would never be able to break through to the Rank One Metahuman level.

However, many of the Metahumans he has encountered are Rank One or higher, which shows that once the apocalypse arrives, everyone's physical qualities will undergo further changes.

Whether this is caused by the outbreak of a biochemical crisis or the arrival of an extraterrestrial meteor changing the qi of the world, is unknown.

While Chen Mo was still contemplating the development of Metahumans, Ling Feng had already driven to their destination.

The residence of the old chief is not very far from the Liu family mansion.

The old chief lives in a military district compound, and there are tight defense forces protecting the entire residential area.

After Ling Feng's car went through the inspection, it was allowed to enter.

Outsiders like Chen Mo need to register clearly before they can enter.

"Sorry, Dr. Chen, we have been negligent. But there are strict rules here, and the security guards cannot let anyone pass easily."

"It's alright. It's their duty, and we should cooperate with their work." Chen Mo didn't mind.

After completing the registration and receiving confirmation, Chen Mo was allowed to enter.

As Ling Feng's car entered the compound, they soon arrived at a seemingly plain villa.

"Dr. Chen, this is the old chief's house. Let's go in."

Chen Mo looked around at the surroundings. This so-called military district compound was not luxurious at all. On the contrary, it was extremely plain and didn't look like the residence of an important person.

As Ling Feng entered the villa, he immediately greeted a middle-aged woman, "Aunt Wang, this is Dr. Chen I mentioned to you on the phone. I heard about the old chief's situation, and Dr. Chen didn't even take care of his own health before deciding to come and take a look. Do you know where the old chief is now?"

"He's in the living room watching Huangmei opera. Come in quickly."

As Ling Feng and Chen Mo were welcomed into the house, the woman respectfully greeted Chen Mo, "Dr. Chen, you've worked hard."

"Not at all."

While speaking, Chen Mo also saw the man sitting upright on the sofa in the living room. Although his hair was already gray, he still exuded the demeanor of a seasoned military man.

He was clearly a true soldier.

Hearing the movement behind him, he turned his head.

Although the old man was not young, his face did not appear particularly old. His expression remained resolute.

"Xiaofeng, why do you have time to visit me today?" Seeing Ling Feng, he immediately showed a warm smile.

"Hello, Chief. I came today on behalf of my teacher. I have invited a highly skilled doctor to come and help you. His medical skills are extremely advanced. I would like him to examine your health."

"Another doctor?" Hearing the word "doctor," Chief Wei seemed a little indifferent.

He shrugged, not paying much attention.

"This is a genuine doctor, not like those before. Liu Yuanzong's terminal illness was cured by him. You should meet him first." Seeing Chief Wei's indifferent attitude, Ling Feng quickly said, afraid of offending Chen Mo and making him leave.

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Chief Wei became slightly interested.

He turned his head and looked behind him, but there was no renowned doctor, only a very young man walking slowly.

In his impression, those who could be called renowned doctors were usually experienced practitioners who had been in the field for decades. He had never seen such a young renowned doctor before.

"This is Chen Mo, the one I mentioned to you earlier, Chief. Dr. Chen." Ling Feng quickly introduced, and at the same time, he said to Chen Mo, "Dr. Chen, this is Chief Wei. Can you see if his health can be improved?"

(End of this chapter)