My ability is immortal

Chapter 170 New Permissions

[Congratulations to the host for being promoted to the second-level warrior and unlocking new permissions. 】

The system prompt echoed in Han Mu's mind, and it sounded just as Han Mu was overjoyed, making Han Mu's face stagnate, and then he suddenly became enlightened.

"New permissions? Good stuff!"

Han Mu couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, it was a double happiness.

He didn't care about checking other changes in his body, and hurriedly checked the new permissions according to the system prompts:
[Congratulations to the host for unlocking the new permission: You can extend the manifestation time of non-targeted healing items up to twelve hours. 】

A short sentence, concise and to the point, Han Mu understood it at a glance.

His healing props are divided into two types: targeted and non-targeted. Non-targeted props refer to [-] extra props that can be realized every day.

To be more clear, it basically refers to the twenty advanced version of the "Cultivation Machine" with the occasional props for Han Guoguo.

And these props are one-time props after they are manifested before, and they will disappear after one person is cured.

The duration varies with individual physique, but it is basically about an hour.

But now, according to the meaning of the system: each of these props will no longer be a one-time prop, and can be manifested for twelve hours!
"If it can be seamlessly connected, wouldn't it be possible for every dead body training machine to heal ten classmates every day?"

Han Mu's eyes lit up instantly, this is a very simple calculation.

So according to this calculation, the healing value he can get every day by relying on this, at least it can be doubled by ten times!

Although the healing value he can get for each non-targeted healing is relatively small, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat.

He can go fast again!

"This permission is really good!"

Han Mu thought about it carefully, then sat under the old sycamore tree and smirked.

In this way, not only can you gain a lot of healing value, but you can also gain the gratitude of a lot of classmates and the attention of the school and other aspects.

Calculated based on the fact that each one of them heals ten students every day, twenty of them equals two hundred students.

There are two hundred students a day, and there are more than 7000 students in their high school. Leaving aside the students who have been cured before, he can cure the rest in a month or so.

This speed... is too fast!
Next, you can heal the babies in the junior high school and help them awaken, or repeat the cycle to start the second round of healing.

It's fine either way.

Although the effect of the single-advanced version of the Cultivation Machine is not as outstanding as the professional cure, the effect is still very good, and the students from other schools are crying.

Now Han Mu's efficiency has increased tenfold. I'm afraid the principal would have to treat him like a master!

No, even a statue should be erected and placed a little behind Confucius for all the students in the school and future juniors and girls to look up and worship!
It is reasonable to worship a saint first and Han Mu second.

"The key is that after the ruined training machine appears, I don't need to take care of it. Just put it there and let the school arrange people to organize students to enter it in an orderly manner to heal."

“Convenient and perfect!”

Han Mule couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. He could harvest healing points while sitting, even lying down.

Even if you are happy, set up a sun umbrella, put on a deck chair, and watch the students heal while drinking ice cream.

You suffer and I enjoy happiness. Is this the happiness of "capitalists"?
"See if there are any other permission changes?"

Han Mu rubbed his hands together, blinking his eyes to check other information.

However, he was soon disappointed.

Unlike before when he was promoted to a first-level martial artist, the number of various healings doubled, this time his other healings remained the same.

It's just a small authority: he can heal second-level warriors and second-level alien races and beasts.

This small permission is not a surprise, it can only be said to be normal.

"Forget it, greed is not enough for snakes to swallow elephants. Having this authority is enough, and we can't ask for too much."

Han Mu was only disappointed for a moment, then shook his head to adjust his mentality, and then opened his personal panel:
[Host: Han Mu]

[Healing value: 277]

[Cultivation: Level [-] Early Stage]

[Martial arts: primary breathing method, innate qi, primary sword drawing technique]

[Storage: Slab Brick, Durable Potion*2]

【Attack: 388】

【Defense: 824】

【Speed: 391】

[Mall: Can be opened]

The healing value has almost bottomed out, and the poor are in a mess, only the start-up funds are left.

The attack and defense are less than [-], which is still far from the standard base value of [-] for a second-level warrior, and the next step is to earn healing value conversion.

The defense is more than 800... It is more than twice the attack and speed, not bad.

Others, no change.

Han Mu's joy has passed, and there is no big fluctuation in his heart at this time, he just feels normal.

Turning off the panel, he ran to the living room topless, snatched the mobile phone from Han Guoguo who was holding the cub and kneading it, and then called Huang Yi.

Regarding the tenfold increase in authority, he had to explain it to Huang Yi quickly so that he could make arrangements.

The call is connected.

Huang Yi is enjoying a massage in a high-end club to reward his overworked body during this time.

In the closed room, under the orange light, the smog was lingering, and the atmosphere was hazy and charming.

The technician's skillful hand skills combined with soft music made Huang Yi, who was lying on the soft bed, lazy and comfortable.

But when he heard what Han Mu said on the phone, he jumped up from the soft bed and exclaimed:
"What? Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course, I can still lie to you, Director?" Han Mu asked back.

"This... I'll hang up first, you wait for me, I'll call you right away."

After Huang Yi finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, and at the same time picked up his clothes and was about to put them on.

"Oh, boss, what are you doing? The service is not over yet!"

The technician in the white low-cut dress and the coquettish makeup suddenly screamed, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to pull Huang Yi's clothes, not letting him go.

"Then what... sister, I'm in a hurry and have to leave right now. Um... you have good skills, come back next time, and I will order you!"

Huang Yi put on his clothes in a hurry, pulled up his pants and ran out of the room.

The technician behind left with a resentful expression on his face... Really, he just left, and the tip didn't know how to stay...

……

Huang Yi walked out of the clubhouse, got into the car, lit a cigarette, thought for a while, and called Han Mu.

"Each rutless training machine can last for [-] hours, so about ten people can be cured."

"Doesn't that mean that you can heal more than 200 people every day just by using all the ruined training machines?"

Huang Yi asked directly, it was inconvenient to talk about this kind of thing in the clubhouse, but he couldn't delay it, so he had to bear the pain and come out.

One-stop service did not enjoy complete... blood loss.

"Yes!"

Han Mu responded with two quick words.

"hiss……"

Huang Yi took a deep breath... the hot air, sucked half of the smoke, and finally exhaled heavily the smoke that filled his lungs.

The car was suddenly filled with smoke, and the colorful neon lights of the street shone in through the car window, passing through the smoke, and shimmering Huang Yi's eyes:

This son... is so terrifying!
(End of this chapter)