Yiqian Qingdai

I found myself in a parallel universe, awakening as a male priest. Everything seemed perfect; after all, as a healer, specializing in aiding women should pose no issue, right? However, I couldn't help but wonder about some peculiar spells in my repertoire.
Firstly, what in the world is the "Instantaneous Outbreak of Acute Gastroenteritis" spell? And don't even get me started on the "Osteoporosis" spell. What purpose could these serve in my healing endeavors? The confusion only deepened with spells like "Blood Burn," "Gradual Freeze," and "Mental Chaos." Can I still peacefully focus on healing women with such ominous abilities?
Comparing my spells to those of other professions, I couldn't help but notice the stark contrast. Mages wield "Doomstorm" and "Ice Age," swordsmen boast "Sword Rain: Homecoming" and "Wind-Cutter Slash," while archers showcase "Arrow Rain: Shooting Stars" and "Storm Arrow." Yet, my ultimate spells are disturbingly named "Cancer Cell Proliferation," "T-Virus Infection," and "Rabies Outbreak."
In the midst of it all, a certain character, some crying girl, laments, "Noooo, I just took a bath, who would have thought that I would become infected!" 
Meanwhile, a villain chillingly asks, "Do any of you know what it feels like to burst apart while spouting blood? No! You don't know!" 
Even a boss character confesses, "Dear family, who can understand? I just took a nap, and when I woke up, I suddenly found that I have no kidneys!"


I'm a Pastor, what the hell is an Acute Gastroenteritis Outbreak Spell?!

"Ah..." The weak player took out another card and put it on the table: "What about Brother Cheng, how much did he bet?"


"Two hundred thousand, and over a hundred thousand gold coins."


"Hiss..." The weak player's eyes widened: "Where did he get all that money?"


Chen Xiao shrugged: "It's from the Night Watchman's rewards, and from selling a batch of gear from low-level professionists."


"Damn, Brother Cheng is also a tycoon..."


The two were discussing in low tones when the lottery station staff asked gleefully: "Are you two students ready?"


"Ready, all in on Zheng Cheng for first place!"


The staff started operating on the computer after taking several credit cards.


Chen Xiao and the weak player turned towards the stage: "Brother Cheng, our lifelong savings are on the line. You have to win!"


The host reappeared, his voice once again resonating throughout the square thanks to the amplifiers and sound system.


Chapter 151: Little White Horse in a Tug-of-War! Two Beautiful Women Duel!_4