"[Life panel updated.]"
[... The user can now obtain benefits from the people he saves by spending his lifespan as currency has changed.
These obtained enhancements can strengthen his physical qualities, skills, and aptitudes.
The areas that can be strengthened are the brain, the limbs, and the torso. Strengthening all areas simultaneously requires a high consumption of lifespan. Choose carefully the areas you will strengthen and the aptitudes you will purchase…]"
"[Congratulations, you have significantly influenced another person's life, and they are now out of death's grasp.]"
[Reward]: Ten days and twenty hours.
[Lifespan]: Fifty-five days and fifteen hours.
When Elion regained his senses after hearing the system notification in his mind, Albert was already reaching the end of his speech.
"So donate your kidney to me."
Faced with Albert's aggressive gaze, Elion smiled, kept his calm, and replied politely without showing submission: "The success of a kidney transplant requires, first and foremost, that the donor and the recipient be immunocompatible."
After saying that, Elion explained: "If you receive a kidney transplant before a compatible donor is found, the immune rejection reaction after surgery will only cause you to die in pain. Therefore, I suggest that if you truly need both kidneys, you should first undergo an immunological compatibility test."
"It's possible that my kidneys are not suitable for you." In Elion's long explanation, he only pointed out that a kidney transplant could lead to his painful death. He would not take such a great risk just for an old man he had only just saved.
Albert snorted coldly, his sinister eyes fixed on Elion as he said, "Boy, you're lucky. Take the gold coins and get lost."
Elion smiled, took the twelve gold coins from the bodyguard at the door, and was about to leave when Albert's voice rang out again: "Wait, will losing a kidney have any impact? For example, will I have difficulty performing certain functions?"
Elion, being a man who instantly understood the old man's suspicions, smiled and replied: "Don't worry, your kidneys definitely won't cause you to become impotent. Your sex life is safe."
"If you were to suffer from it somehow, that would only be related to staying up late, excessive drinking, and consuming large amounts of drugs. You're no different from a normal person at this moment." At the same time, Elion silently added in his mind that all of this was based on the premise that Albert's tumor would not recur—even he was not sure.
Albert nodded in satisfaction upon hearing Elion's response. If he survived but lost many pleasures due to health issues, then the experience of living would be far less satisfying for him, and he would have to vent his frustration on someone else in this room.
But upon learning that his concerns were unfounded, he turned his gaze toward the other three doctors, pointed the gun at the strangely shaped corpse on the pristine floor, and asked:
"What are you still doing here? Do you want me to shoot you too?"
Upon hearing this, the three doctors immediately took the payment from the bodyguard with panicked expressions and left quickly. After everyone had gone, Albert let out a muffled groan, bent over, and immediately began to sweat coldly from his forehead.
Everything he had just done was merely a show of strength.
No one could be so energetic immediately after surgery; it was completely impossible.
He wanted to use these doctors to spread the news that he had recovered very well after the surgery. This was the only way to deter those with ulterior motives and prevent them from acting rashly!
Elion, who had been the chief surgeon in the later stages, was naturally very aware of his condition.
If this man wanted him dead, what could he do but die? The arrogance with which he spoke caused Elion tremendous disgust toward assassin organizations.
What gave them the power to decide people's life and death?
These things were a nuisance to Elion, who only sought to escape his terrible situation and experience life.
But now, he needed to choose between his own suffering or waiting for death. Fortunately, he had options.
As he left the room, the panel remained suspended in front of Elion, relentless.
Three paths unfolded before him, and only one could be chosen.
"[Selection panel active.]"
The user has three possible upgrades.
Only one may be acquired.
[Option 1]: Medium-range weapon mastery.
Description: Optimizes understanding and use of medium-range melee weapons. Improves coordination, accuracy, and efficiency under stress.
[Estimated lifespan consumption]: Twenty days and twelve hours.
[Option 2]: Unarmed combat mastery.
Description: Optimizes physical control, reflexes, and unarmed combat capability. Increases survival in direct confrontations.
[Estimated lifespan consumption]: Twenty-four days.
[Option 3]: General physical enhancement.
Description: Increases strength, endurance, and recovery capacity within human limits. Constant effect.
[Estimated lifespan consumption]: Nineteen days and eighteen hours.
Warning: Excessive use of physical enhancements accelerates bodily wear.
Consumed lifespan is non-refundable.
Available lifespan: Fifty-five days and fifteen hours.
[Select with caution.]
…
Elion, standing in the hallway, looked back and thought: "It doesn't matter if I know how to fight; what dominates this world are weapons. I can defeat one person in a fight, but against a group, I won't even be able to raise my hands."
Without hesitation, Elion chose the first option.
[Lifespan]: Thirty-five days and three hours.
"Argh…" Elion clutched his head tightly as he felt a sharp pain torture him.
No one told him that the effects of his cancer would hit him all at once, which was quite painful and something Elion was not prepared for.
"Damn it…"