Scholar In A White Robe

This is a game of deities.
This is a fallen world.
This is an endless voyage.

Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope.

"I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. 

He points a single finger toward the distant stars.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

The Divine Throne Of Infinity

"Being a doctor these days sure isn't easy, you see. It's not just about treating patients, you've gotta write case reports, pull all-nighters, and you also need to be physically adept—with at least a decent level of Qi Strengthening Technique and Dragon Walking Step... Tsk tsk."


The middle-aged security guard suddenly remembered something.


There seemed to be an obituary published in the city's news.


It mentioned a female doctor from a local hospital had suddenly died at home from heart disease, and called for city residents to spread the word.


Thinking of this, the middle-aged security guard casually took out his phone to revisit the news he hadn't paid much attention to in the morning.


"Huh? It's a doctor from our own unit?"


"Wow! A woman? Only 26 years old? Unmarried! Ah, what a pity!"


"Heard her body's still in the morgue's freezer..."


Chapter 128: Justice Pan Is No More (Vote for Monthly Pass)_2