19: Chapter 19 The Healer Family, Wen Wan

The young nurse smiled gently and reached out, signaling Chen Mo to extend his arm.

A few seconds later, the young nurse stared at the blood-drawing window, which was completely filled, and stood stunned for quite a while.

However, as an elite nurse who had seen countless martial artists and been through many battles, she wouldn't be surprised for too long.

"..."

The young nurse poked Chen Mo's arm, which felt like hard rubber, then glanced at her tourniquet, deeply doubting whether it could even constrict his arm.

"How about you just stick me? My veins pop out as soon as I exert some force."

Chen Mo scratched his face in embarrassment and clenched his fist hard.

Bang!

The blood-drawing window instantly cracked everywhere, the explosion-proof glass shattering in that split second from the expansion of Chen Mo's arm.

"..."

The two exchanged a glance, both tacitly remaining silent.

The young nurse grabbed an alloy needle specifically designed for martial artists and aimed it at Chen Mo's vein, plunging it in.

Once.

Twice, three times, four times!

Sweat began to bead on the young nurse's forehead. She took a deep breath, raised her arm high, and used all her strength to plunge the needle in once more.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, the alloy needle, which cost three hundred yuan, snapped instantly.

"Hey! I refuse to believe this!"

The young nurse's temper flared. She had pricked the arms of ten thousand martial artists; surely she could handle one First-Grade Martial Artist?

As she spoke, the young nurse grabbed another new needle, put one foot on the table, and pressed her entire upper body weight onto the syringe.

Chen Mo only felt a slight prick in his arm, and then nothing else happened.

After a while, the panting young nurse gave up completely, staring at Chen Mo's arm with vacant eyes.

"Let me."

"I have the authorization to requisition a higher-grade needle. You go take a break first."

An incredibly gentle voice rang out, and Chen Mo looked curiously in the direction of the sound.

He saw a petite girl, who looked as if she couldn't even truss a chicken, walking over with an extremely gentle smile on her face.

"Miss Wen Wan, I'll leave it to you then."

The moment the young nurse saw Wen Wan, it was as if she had seen a savior; she dropped Chen Mo's arm and bolted.

"Don't blame her; she doesn't realize you are a Talent-based Martial Artist."

Wen Wan tapped a small box on her chest twice, and a needle glinting with a cold light appeared in her hand.

"It might hurt a little, so please bear with it."

As she spoke, the needle in Wen Wan's hand began to spin at high speed, emitting a series of piercing hums.

Chen Mo's eyes widened. This wasn't a needle; wasn't this a miniature electric drill, similar to a dentist's drill?

After a while, a vial of black-red blood appeared in Wen Wan's hand.

"Thank you for your hard work, Student Chen Mo."

Wen Wan smiled gently at Chen Mo once more, put away the vial of blood, and left.

"What, do you think she's pretty?"

Wang Jun appeared behind Chen Mo like a ghost, scaring Chen Mo so much that he almost instinctively threw a punch.

"No, I just felt like there was something different about her?"

Chen Mo shook his head, pressed on his needle puncture, and went with Wang Jun to the nearby medicine counter to collect his urine test kit.

"She is indeed different; that is the eldest daughter of the Wen family from Yanjing City."

Wang Jun chuckled. Ever since he got familiar with Chen Mo, this guy had started to reveal his true nature a bit.

"Don't tell me you don't know about the Wen family of Yanjing City?"

Seeing Chen Mo remain indifferent, merely unzipping his pants to take a leak, Wang Jun looked at him with an expression of disbelief.

"Must I know about that so-called Wen family?"

Chen Mo frowned, feeling somewhat puzzled.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You really haven't been to school, have you?"

Wang Jun pursed his lips and unconsciously compared himself with Chen Mo.

"..."

How to put it—anyway, the difference was somewhat significant.

"The Wen family is the only Healer family in our Great Xia, and everyone in their family possesses the same type of talent."

"Trauma Chronological Regression."

"It's just that this eldest daughter, Wen Wan, has the strongest and highest level of talent in the entire family. I've heard she can bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh and bones."

Chen Mo shivered and picked up the urine test kit.

"That's just hearsay. Legends like that are the least reliable."

"Besides, this might be the only interaction she and I have in this lifetime..."

Seeing that Chen Mo was indeed uninterested in Wen Wan and the Wen family, Wang Jun didn't say anything more, zipped up his pants, and followed behind Chen Mo as they left.

Three hours later, having received his candidate badge number seven, Chen Mo intended to return to the Orphanage.

"Student Chen, from now until the end of the City-level Joint Exam, you must stay in the sports center's dormitory."

"Please cooperate, Student Chen. We will send someone to notify your home."

Chen Mo turned his head to look at Principal Liu Zhifeng by the car. Seeing him nod as well, he simply decided to stay.

The sports center's dormitories were two-person rooms. As students from the same school, Chen Mo and Wang Jun were arranged to stay together.

A safety manual and examination guidelines were distributed. After studying them carefully, Chen Mo discovered that this City-level Joint Exam was not quite like the exams he had previously known.

While called a Joint Exam, it was actually more like a youth martial arts league, a means to screen for those with the highest talent among the same age group.

"One-on-one arena matches, huh? Principal Liu really guessed right."

Wang Jun was not surprised by the content of the Joint Exam; on the contrary, he was somewhat delighted.

"Then the Provincial Joint Examination will probably be a Simulated Defense Battle."

"Every year, the content of the City-level Joint Exam and the Provincial Joint Examination is swapped; it's easy to guess."

"Eat more tonight, and it's best not to eat tomorrow morning, otherwise you might throw up while fighting."

Regarding arena battles, Chen Mo was completely in the dark and had zero understanding.

The time he had spent training previously was too short; there hadn't been enough time to learn how to gain a greater advantage in arena battles.

However...

Chen Mo clenched his fist. He felt that he probably didn't need to overthink it; he just needed to punch with all his might.

At 6:00 PM, the sports center's cafeteria opened for meals on time.

These seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys and girls were at the age where they could eat the most, let alone a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old martial artists.

The cafeteria aunties were all on high alert; some even used cloth strips to tie the ladles tightly to their hands to prevent them from slipping.

The master chef in charge of stir-frying also gripped his large spatula tightly, ready to fire up the stove at any moment.

The moment the clock struck six, the cafeteria doors banged open.

Pairs of eyes like those of hungry wolves appeared behind the doors, followed by the boom-boom-boom of footsteps.

Don't be fooled by the fact that these boys and girls were all top-tier geniuses in Luo City; after being hungry for a whole day, they were no different from hungry wolves.

The girls didn't care about their appearance either; they grabbed their trays and began devouring the food like a storm sweeping through.

Chen Mo, standing at the back, was completely dumbfounded. He had thought his own way of eating was shocking enough, but he hadn't expected to see even greater experts!?

"I really don't know what they're rushing for. There's more after they finish anyway; it's better to wait a while and eat it hot."

Wang Jun stuffed a chicken leg he had snatched from somewhere into Chen Mo's hand, while having two more in his own mouth.