Banished to Another World Chapter 10

Chapter 10- I want to die again!

"Of course, it is not my intention to have Da He in pain."  Yan Mo stared at his right hand as he was speaking, "Great God of the Guide, really, it's not that I don't want to stop Da He's pain, its just we have too few tools. Only this many needles in comparison to the size of the acupuncture. Between pain and being unable to move, in order to save his life, I can only choose the latter. I hope you understand."  

Yuan Diao heard him talking but could not understand the language, couldn’t help but stare at him for a bit.

Only Cao Ting understood that Yan Mo was reciting a healing incantation. When he was treating his leg injury before, he also used this strange language and recited it towards his right hand.

As Yan Mo was about to make the first cut, Yuan Shan unexpectedly shouted, "Wait!" As the word fell, everyone had already thrown themselves into the stone forest.

Yan Mo paused his hand as everyone turned to look in the direction that Yuan Shan ran off to, a moment later everyone heard a scream that did not belong to Yuan Shan.

After a moment, Yuan Shan walked into the clearing holding onto a slave by their neck.

Cao Ting frowned, she recognized this slave. He used to pester her everyday. He was one of the slaves that belonged to Rank 3 Warrior Yuan Bing. The name was Yang She.

"Got my hand dirty, I have to go wash it again." Yuan Shan angrily tossed the slave into a side of the clearing, then used his strength to stamp on Yang Shen's foot.

"Get him out, he's too dirty, all the mosquitoes even flew in with him." Yan Mo coldly said.

Yuan Shan without a word of objection, bent down and grabbed the unconscious slave and threw him out of the clearing.

The surgery started again. Without a suitable tool or a skilled nurse's coordination, the speed of the surgery was slowed. The wood planks in Yuan Diao's hand were responsible for holding the cut open. He was a warrior so he was very clear of how amazing the thing Yan Mo was doing was. Not anyone could just throw down a knife and accurately cut the stomach skin and flesh without hurting the organs underneath, and not everyone who made this cut could correctly cut the size that they needed. No need to mention the things Yan Mo did afterward.

Yuan Diao thought that even Fei Quan, who was responsible for slaughtering in the tribe, did not understand the structure of the human body as well as Yan Mo did. No, he actually couldn't even mention Fei Quan and Yan Mo in the same breath.

Yuan Diao watched Yuan Mo with his head down, silently cutting into Yuan He. He came to a chilling realization.

This young boy understood so much about the human body structure, could also use a few needles to completely stop Yuan He, making him unable to move at all. The ability of his hand to control the knife and his kungfu move to prevent someone from moving… With his indifference as he cut into a human body, if his martial skill also increased….How great would this kid's destructive power be in the future?

Yuan Diao began to pray for his good brother in his heart, perhaps he should suggest to Yuan Zhan to cripple him before he grows up?

Of course, if Yuan Zhan wanted a slave that could help him fight and hunt, then it was a reason not to mention it.

But after this youth's martial skill rose up, would Yuan Zhan still be able to suppress him?

Yuan Diao was really worried about his good brother.

"Cao Ting, wipe your master's sweat." Yan Mo suddenly said while his head was down.

Cao Ting, who was originally wiping the sweat from Yan Mo, wiped the sweat off her master.

Yuan Diao discovered what just happened. In order to keep the wooden planks still, he already sweated from his entire head. The sweat was dripping down his chin onto the ground. In order to prevent his sweat from accidently dripping onto Yuan He, Yuan Diao's head went further back a bit, because of this his arms had to extend straight.

The wooden planks were light, but it needed to separate both sides of the cut wound. Why did he feel so tired? He could lift a goat with one hand but even that that was beginning to feel sore.

Cut off the rotten flesh from the intestines, put back the healthy bits, sew the two sections back together.

Using a straight needle was definitely not as good as using a bent needle, but this did not trip up Yan Mo. The one suffering was Yuan He.

This strong and unyielding warrior was biting into the leather with tears streaming down. He was in so much pain he wanted to die, but he greatly admired the youth, because all he had to do was refrain from screaming, totally did not care about the pain causing him to struggle.

Cao Ting was the most nervous while staring at the open wound. As long as blood was flowing out of it she quickly used the boiled soft and dried clean hay to wipe cleanly.

She thought it would be leaking a lot of blood, but didn't know what the youth did because the cut on Yuan He did not bleed much. This could not help but make Cao Ting be in awe. This is a power she did not understand, she could only see it as a gift bestowed by God.

Cao Ting was not the only person with this idea.

But the priest is originally the person who connects the tribe and god, they are the closest people to God.

Although it was definite that Yan Mo was another tribe's priest disciple, Yuan Diao and others were more  shocked at his ability rather than how strange it was.

"Remove your hands."

Yuan Diao felt that hearing those words was the same as hearing the sounds of heaven. He removed the planks with the fastest speed, then hid himself at one side and began to desperately swing his arms.

The duration of the surgery was not too long. Yan Mo was a scummy person, but his medical skills really could not be talked about, and he still had an advantage. It was also his pride and principle as a doctor to have a strict attitude towards medicine. He didn't care if he had an attitude towards suffering people. In diagnosing, surgery, acupuncture and prescription, he would never allow even a small mistake.

Even if he is a bad person, he would be a scoundrel with a perfect mastery of a skill. And that is why some people who knew perfectly well that he was a bad egg, knowing and still be used by him, still came and asked for the reason why.

Yan Mo cut the hair he was using to suture the wound and completed the last step of stitching. Taking a moment to admire his own stitching, he realized that his proficiency and accuracy was not as good as before. Right away he made up his mind that starting today he'd begin practicing his hand flexibility.

Yan Mo long ago shouted for He Tu to come with the medicine, as a result, Yuan Diao and Yuan Shan ran over together to circle around and look at the sutured belly of Da He.

Yuan He's face was very pale, his entire body was sweaty and very weak. If it wasn't the fact that he couldn't move, he'd also wanted to look up and look at his stomach.

It turns out the vitality and endurance of the people here were very strong! Yan Mo's hand itched, he wanted to dissect one of the men here to take a look. If they were alive, that would be the best.

"How amazing! So people can do this kind of thing…. "

"Sew" Yan Mo taught them to use new words, the pronunciation, of course, was similar to chinese pronunciation.

"Sew… correct… to sew" Yuan Shan learning the new vocab giggled and focused his gaze on his older brother's stomach. If Yan Mo had not forbidden it, he would have reached out to touch the seams.

He Tu drove the two people away, squeezed in front of her husband, squatted down and smeared the juices from the smashed thistle leaves.

"The hair is not tough. Before the wound heals, its best to not move it. The abdomen especially should not be forced. Before I allow it, you are not allowed to eat meats and other solids. If you can get yellow rice…. Broomcorn millet, boil it into a thin porridge to drink, the thinner the better. And these next two days, you can only drink water. You can add a little salt and regain some strength. I'll tell Sister He Tu the proportions."

On the surface Yan Mo was telling these words to Yuan He, but in fact it was to inform He Tu.

"If you don’t want your intestines to pass through your belly and rot, absolutely cannot eat anything, did you memorize that?"

He Tu repeatedly nodded her head. Yuan He's face was sorrowful—- if he had known earlier he would have eaten more the past two days.

Yan Mo looked at him and let out a simple and honest smile, "Master Da He, it's a good thing you didn't eat anything after getting hurt, otherwise your intestines would have rotted. The food that leaked from your intestines would also rot your other organs. Don't even mention me when the time arrived, even my Shifu (1) might not be able to save you."

Heavens! Luckily! Yuan He rejoiced. He got so scared his face became white.

He Tu had cold sweats, these past two days she tried to force her man to eat, thankfully  he was stubborn and was wholeheartedly thinking of the mother and children. Really….. Blessed by the God!

Yuan Diao rubbed his chin, what is a Shifu? The name of the old priest who taught him? Respectful.

Cao Ting softly asked, "Xiao Mo, Will Master Da He's arm be dealt with today as well? Do you want to rest a bit?"

Checking if Yuan He's physical strength could still sustain, Yan Mo nodded his head and decided to get rid of the rot off his arm today as well.

Yuan Shan suddenly scooped up a ladle of the cooled boiled water and held it to Yan Mo's mouth.

Yan Mo was dazed for a moment, said a quiet thank you, and ducked his head to drink.

Yuan Shan waited till he finished drinking, then retracted his hand and also patted the youth's head.

Yan Mo  "……. don't forget to wash your hands."

Yuan Shan laughed, "I know, you can rest assured. Aiyah (2), I don't think my hands have been so clean in my life."

The other people that heard, all laughed together. They were all like this.

Yan Mo pouted, had Cao Ting reboil the water. All the tools needed to be sterilized again.

During this break, he looked at his right palm.

Just now when he finished sewing, his right hand glowed. These past two days his right hand glowed many times because he taught He Tu and the others how to make tools and taught them elementary knowledge on hygiene and sanitation. His scum point reduction was not small. At the start of the surgery, his scum points had already been reduced down to 99,999,990.

Yan Mo's gaze fell onto his right palm, the Transformation Guide was like it was inducting him and displayed the content to him again.

–Restoring a Life

Scum -100 points

Total Scum points: 99,999,890

–Congratulations to the Exile for reducing 100 scum points! You may now use the Guide's Second Article: Complete Collection of Living Organisms of this World

Note #1: When using please turn to the Second Article and ask the page. When asking, please use your right hand to touch the organism.

Note #2: Using this article will increase your scum points, the increase in points does not have a limit. Please use with caution.

Yan Mo did not care too much about the second note, he was only happy that he could finally use the Guide's second article. This meant that in the future if he came across creatures he did not recognize, he wouldn't be blinded.

The Guide was not finished, the phrase listed next made Yan Mo crazy with excitement.

–Congratulations to the Exile for reducing 100 scum points in one try! In order to reward the exile's enthusiasm and encourage the exile to reform well,  we hereby award you a set of acupuncture needles, a total of 72 pieces. Please turn to the Guide's reward page to receive.

Note: Unrestricted use of the acupuncture needles, losing them will not be replenished. Please let the exile use well, in hopes they will fix their temperament early.

There really is an award? And it’s the set of needles that he wanted the most! Yan Mo was wild with joy in his heart. Clenching his left hand the corners of his mouth lifted. Even someone as experienced as him could not control the expression on his face.

At this time, he couldn’t wait and had the guide show him his rewards.

The guide responded. The originally blank rewards page rearranged the layout. There appeared a picture of a set of golden acupuncture needles that looked like they were scanned from a modern computer.

There was also a description underneath the image.

Note: To prevent loss, all rewards can be put back onto the rewards page after use. If needed, simply click on the reward. In your head say "Take out XX", then it can be removed for use. When you want to store it, use your right hand to cover the reward. In your head say "Store XX", and then you can put it back on the rewards list.

Yan Mo already read all the contents of the guide. The page layout changed, the golden needle image shrunk, the description text disappeared, and a row of tables actually appeared.

Number Name of Item Quantity Function Remarks 0001 Acupuncture Needles 72 pieces Acupuncture Losing will not replenish

Yan Mo cant help but want to click the image, but had to stop himself.

At this time to suddenly pull out a golden needle, it would be too shocking. And how would he explain where he got these needles from?

A gift from God?

Thinking all the Yuan people were idiots? Even if they believed it, who can guarantee they won’t meet together to take the treasure, after all it’s a treasure granted by god. Regardless of the effect, if there was an opportunity, who wouldn’t want?

Even if the people in the clearing suppressed their greed because he saved Da He, who dared to ensure that they wouldn't talk about it?

When the time comes, even if they don’t extend a hand, other people will because of greediness and wanting to take it off his hands. And whether or not he gave away his needles or not, who knows if the final fate of the needles would end badly.

"Better not to use it." Yan Mo quietly whispered.

Like the guide understood his words, the rewards page disappeared and returned to his scum points statistics page.

Yan Mo thought that the show was already over. He was just about to inform He Tu and company that they were going to start getting rid of the rotten flesh off Da He's arm stump when he saw the guide glow again and another sentence appeared.

–Malicious Intent to cause Patient Pain

Scum +10 points

Total Scum points: 99,999,900

–Because the exile scum points increased by 10 in one turn, will be given one small penalty. Small punishment is to experience the affected patient's pain for 10 minutes. Instantly Carry out.

"Fuck!"

Yan Mo could only angrily shout out that one word when severe pain immediately assaulted his nerves!

"I do not accept!" Yan Mo fell onto the ground, curled into a ball and cried loudly.

He kept crying his refusal, but knew inside his heart why the guide was punishing him. Because he in fact could have actually prevented the pain from Yuan He. Instead of immobilizing his body, if Yuan He did not feel the pain, then naturally during the operation he would not flail about.

He wanted to drill a hole (3), turns out the guide had fiery eyes and diamond pupils (4), didn’t fool it even a little!

This motherfucking world! This motherfucking guide! Can't even drill a hole! Can't even leave a way out for people! He won't play! He'll go commit suicide!

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Shifu: veteran master worker; teacher; respectful form of address for older men; Master/mentor figure; almost equivalent of Sensei Aiyah: The actual written form is Aiyo, but most people are more used to seeing it written as Aiyah. There's not really a translation for this, its a sound of surprise. You hear it alot from Chinese people. It's like their way of saying "Omg". They use it for astonishment, pain, disappointment, etc… Drill a hole: This isn't an idiom. It basically means to find a loophole with the guide. But instead of finding a loophole, Yan Mo is trying to create one. Fiery eyes and diamond pupils: idiom for eyes that can tell between truth and lies; sharp eyes

T/N: I’ve made a character sheet for those who are confused over the names. Click 

          

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