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?!

The sky was darkening as a few people followed the sign to the slaughterhouse in the logistics department.


Located behind the first dining hall, within a small forest.


Zhuo Wen and Zhuo Wu looked around curiously, saying, "Brother Cheng, this place feels a bit eerie, don't you think? Can you smell something weird?"


"Mmm," nodded Zheng Cheng. "The smell of blood."


He had spent some time in a slaughterhouse to practice his random autopsy skills.


In addition to his experiences on the radiation island, having fought through piles of corpses and rivers of blood, he was very familiar with this kind of smell.


The two brothers chatted as they walked and soon arrived at the designated place.


Suddenly, groups of students started to arrive one after another.


"Is this where our elective class is held? This is too bizarre."


"Shit! If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have enrolled in this elective course..."


Chapter 197: My research course needs someone like you!