Chapter 33

This is only the first part? There's a second part? Jiang Junming, delighted, was even more eager to see what surprises the optical brain would bring him.

Stopping his movements, Jiang Junming looked at the holographic projection in front of him, which resembled the light points that appeared in battle mode, with all the joints and key areas illuminated.

"The parts that are lit can undergo Level 1 modifications," the optical brain said.

The light points on the holographic projection in front of Jiang Junming gradually dimmed, and soon, only the light points at the shoulder joints, elbow joints, and wrist joints remained. He noticed that the lit areas were not just single joints but groups of joints.

The mechanical voice of the optical brain prompted, "Select the Level 1 modification area."

With only three options left, this was better than the muscle modification he had just undergone. Although there were not many choices, he still had some options. Jiang Junming thought about it: whether he was going to perform surgery or refine medicines, the stability of his wrist joints was crucial. He remembered when he was an intern at the affiliated hospital of the medical school, the chief surgeon had once told him how to use a scalpel skillfully. Every precise movement of the fingers and wrists, how to be stable and accurate.

But that was difficult, especially the stability, precision, and dexterity of the wrist, each of which had extremely high requirements. In some high-difficulty surgeries, a slight tremor of the wrist under a microscope could determine the success or failure of the surgery. Of course, this was not something an intern like Jiang Junming needed to accomplish; the instructor had only told him the direction he needed to strive for in the future.

Even with constant practice on cadavers in the anatomy lab, Jiang Junming could not achieve the level of fine control he imagined. In his mind, to perform surgery with precision and stability, whether it was suturing the blood vessels of a beating heart or the fine blood vessels in a brain surgery, a steady hand was needed.

A steady and precise hand comes from the fingers, palm, and wrist joints. There are a total of twenty-two joints, forty-four for both hands. Now, all the joints in the fingers and palms were dim, and only the wrist joint groups were lit. What was there to hesitate about?

Jiang Junming said without hesitation, "Modify the wrist joints."

The light began to converge, landing on the bilateral wrist joints of the holographic projection in front of Jiang Junming. The star-like light points seeped into the holographic wrists, and Jiang Junming felt a warm current in his wrist joints, making him feel very comfortable.

"Energy consumption complete." The optical brain did not give Jiang Junming time to think. Soon, Jiang Junming felt the room darken, and when he opened his eyes, he was back in the room arranged for him by the Care Church.

He tried moving his body and felt that his strength and agility had improved.

Gently moving his wrists, he felt that the fine movements of his wrist joints seemed to be more accurate. However, Jiang Junming was not sure. He needed to do some precise activities to know exactly what changes had occurred in his wrists and how significant they were. Jiang Junming even suspected that the changes he felt were just his imagination, not real. In medicine, this is called hysteria. Thinking about this, Jiang Junming smiled. Clearly, this was not just imagination; he could feel it.

Jiang Junming stood up and moved his body, feeling and adapting to the changes in his strength, agility, and the precision of his hand movements.

He worked hard to adapt and get used to the changes, without getting tired or lazy. Since coming to this world, every bit of growth had been due to his own efforts. Even with the significant improvement in his physical abilities with the help of the optical brain, Jiang Junming still worked hard to master everything.

Sweat soaked his clothes, and finally, the entire white robe was drenched. Drops of sweat fell to the ground, flying with his movements. Unconsciously, the night passed.

"Junming, are you up?" a voice called from outside. Jiang Junming recognized it as Priest Raphael calling him. Looking around, he saw the morning sun shining through the window. Unconsciously, it was already morning, and the night had passed.

"I'm up, Lord Raphael." Jiang Junming tidied his clothes and opened the door. He noticed that Priest Raphael's face was somewhat serious, as if something had happened.

"What happened, Lord Raphael?" Jiang Junming asked with a smile.

Raphael said, "I originally planned to take you to the Church Academy today, but something happened at the Short Sword Guild yesterday, and it seems we can't leave today."

The Short Sword Guild? Those scoundrels? Jiang Junming asked, "What happened at the Short Sword Guild?"

"Several dozen people were all killed. Last night, the city guards and the priests of the Light Alliance determined that it was the work of followers of an evil god," Raphael said, a hint of worry on his face.

"This incident is considered a follow-up to the attack on the priests and followers of the Light Alliance. To avoid the freshmen going to the Church Academy being attacked, the bishop and priests of the Moonlight City Church made a decision last night for all freshmen to go to the Church Academy as soon as possible," Raphael said.

"Oh." Jiang Junming didn't really care about these matters. Priest Raphael had also said he should go to the Church Academy as soon as possible, but the reason had changed from the harassment by the Short Sword Guild to the followers of an evil god.

"Go take a bath. What did you do this morning to sweat so much?" Priest Raphael said casually, arranging for a believer to take Jiang Junming to bathe and eat.

As Jiang Junming walked, he could feel the changes in his body. His muscle fibers were full of vitality and explosive power, yet they could last for a long time. This feeling was great.

After bathing and eating, Raphael sent someone to inform him that they would set out today. Just as he was about to leave, a believer came in and said, "Lord, there's someone outside who says he's the owner of the Wilderness Herb Shop, Vincent, and he wants to see Junming."

Vincent came to see him? He was coming to see him off, and Jiang Junming felt a bit moved.

"Go see him, and come back quickly," Priest Raphael said, looking at Jiang Junming.

Jiang Junming nodded and walked out quickly. Pushing open the door, he saw Vincent pacing at the entrance. His back was slightly hunched, and his temples were slightly gray. Seeing Jiang Junming come out, Vincent looked a bit nervous and said, "Junming, I left in a hurry yesterday and forgot to give you some pocket money. When you get to the Church Academy, don't be too tight on money."

Saying this, Vincent held Jiang Junming's hand, and two wet silver coins, slightly warm, were placed in his hand. Jiang Junming felt a warm feeling in his heart. Although he knew that the invigorating potion he refined could earn Vincent much more than this, he was still moved.

"Be careful on your journey. When you have time, come back and visit the herb shop," Vincent kept reminding him.

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