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Chapter 831 - 831 433 Highly Skilled in Medicine (4100)

Chapter 831: 433 Highly Skilled in Medicine! (4100) Chapter 831: 433 Highly Skilled in Medicine! (4100) At this stage, Casio’s thought process was very clear. Although he already possessed the combat strength of an Ultimate Fighter, it was difficult for him alone to make a significant impact on the Door Organization. The situation with the Dark Hunt Organization was different, as its leader, the Chief Inspector of the Black Mechanism, was likely also a peak expert with the combat power of an Ultimate Fighter level. Coupled with the enormous Hunters Association and many combat units of Fighter level, they were enough to draw out more tactics from the Door Organization.

What Casio wanted was to join forces with the Chief Inspector of the Black Mechanism and test the mettle of the Door Organization. Apart from the levels that almost never appeared, such as Saint Fist and the Ultimate Dark Entity, the two strongest individuals of this era were standing together. Even the Door Organization, would probably have to show sufficient respect.

The Clinic Headquarters was a trapezoidal space enclosed by high white walls, typically smaller at the front and larger at the rear. Many of the Clinic’s related buildings were clustered in the front half, such as the Office Building, the Archives Room, and the Weapon Warehouse, etc. The much larger rear half had only a few buildings, offering a spacious field of view, and occasionally, structures resembling watchtowers could be seen.

As Casio walked along, he saw many groups of hunters patrolling back and forth, numbering no less than twenty. These were, of course, not the elite members originally from the Clinic but were personnel temporally transferred from several counties around Florence and some borrowed from the Dark Hunt Headquarters.

The patrolling and supervision were adequate, but the combat suppression capability was virtually nil.

Under Siegel’s lead, Casio and Thomas came to a three-story building. The walls of the building were thick, exuding a serious and austere cold color scheme. Occasionally, rough and fierce edges could be seen.

The trio entered the first floor, walked straight from the Hall to the left, and suddenly arrived in an empty room. There was nothing in the empty room except a mechanical metal elevator, with old pulleys on top. A hunter stood guard in the room, and upon seeing Siegel arrive, immediately followed the instructions to operate the elevator. Casio and the others then stood on the platform.

With a shake and descent, the metal elevator went downwards.

Casio could see the uneven cave wall painted with wall plaster rising, occasionally bearing black-red scabs, which seemed to be traces left by fingers scraping against it. Soon, the elevator stopped, and Casio arrived at a corridor.

Ahead, a cold and chilling aura hit him, carrying a rotten and bloody smell, as if it had lingered for decades.

This was an underground prison named the Lair of the Wild Beast, comprising three levels. The first underground level held ordinary prisoners, the most in number. Most of them could barely remain conscious, although occasionally some would go mad, attacking others like a psychopath.

On the second underground level, the number of prisoners sharply decreased, but the level of danger soared. These were often experienced, strong hunters who, after undergoing transformation into wild beasts, lost their clarity but drastically increased their physical quality. Under normal circumstances, they possessed extreme aggressiveness, continuously slamming into the alloy prison cages.

On the third underground level, there were only a few prisoners, each ferociously extreme. Due to their transformation, their bodies were probably no longer human-like, but more monster-like. Their brains had been eroded by dark biological transformation, often retaining just a shred of rationality, teetering on the edge of collapse.

Previously, if significant disturbances occurred on the third level, they were personally suppressed by the director of the Clinic. However, since Soul Sickle was seriously injured half a year ago, other Shadow Hunters from the Dark Hunt Organization would occasionally come when free to help out.

It should be noted that the third-level prison cages were made of a type of heteromorphic metal. The Source Energy of Source Energy Users was varied and some could affect metal. The metal of the cages in the Lair of the Wild Beasts was periodically enhanced by metal-type Source Energy Users, maintaining terrifying strength and toughness, especially the third level, which was enhanced in various characteristics by over a dozen Source Energy Users every year.

In the corridor, Casio and the others headed towards the first-level prison.

There were patrols in the corridor, and upon seeing Siegel, they gathered around. Upon learning Casio’s identity, they quickly expressed respect for the new director.

This was the attitude that the Clinic’s original elite hunters should have.

“In the past few months, have there been any special situations in the Lair of the Wild Beast?”

Casio looked at Siegel and asked indifferently.

“Naturally, there have been some…” Siegel gave a wry smile, “After all, it’s been nearly half a year since Director Soul Sickle was seriously injured. During this time, our manpower has been insufficient, and we haven’t been able to handle emergencies well. The first and second levels are still manageable due to the rooms acting as barriers, preventing our people from being harmed. However, the third level has erupted in riot three times in the past few months, resulting in the deaths of five hunters. Although other Shadow Hunters will help us deal with the problems, they too are often busy with their tasks. After all, they are not the directors specifically responsible for our Clinic and can’t always be present, can’t always be found…”

“But it’s good that you are here now.” Suddenly, Siegel shifted his tone: “I believe, under your leadership, the Clinic will quickly return to its original order. Many hunters will be willing to gather under the banner of Dark Hunt Sector Two…”

Casio turned his head and glanced at Siegel. He hadn’t expected this bushy-browed man to be so smooth in boot-licking, finding the right moment indeed.