Chapter 85: Chapter 85: First by a Landslide

9... 9527???

Everyone present fell silent for a moment. Even Silas Hawthorne instinctively took a deep breath.

After a while, the head nurse, Lily Sutton, couldn’t help but let out a snort of laughter. "Hello, 9527... sir!"

Sue Lawrence nodded and took the opportunity to activate her Superpower, the Eye of Barrier Breaking, scanning the room. She discovered that the head nurse, Lily Sutton, also possessed the Healing Skill, but hers was only C Level. It could only heal minor injuries, not moderate or severe ones. However, Lily Sutton must have been a medical professional, because Sue Lawrence also saw she had an A-Level Professional Nursing Skill and other medical-related Skills.

"Most of the patients here have frostbite and broken bones..."

The temperature outside is too low. Even with protective suits, you can’t stay out for long. You can even get frostbite just standing guard inside the first metal gate. After all, the outside temperature is unstable.

As for the fractures, they’re caused by falling or slipping during missions. With the low temperatures making human bones more brittle, fractures happen easily.

Lily Sutton went over everyone’s condition one by one. Sue Lawrence took a look and realized she could heal basically all of them.

"How is it?"

Silas Hawthorne asked in a low voice.

"No problem. But how many Points do I get for treating one patient?"

Silas Hawthorne knew this question was unavoidable. He had no choice but to answer, "It depends on the degree of healing. A complete cure is 10 Points..."

Sue Lawrence continued to haggle. "You can’t be serious. My Healing Skill is a very high level..."

"Twenty Points for a complete cure. For just partial treatment, you’ll get three Points at most."

’Well, that’s...’

"Fine."

’I’ve already gotten a lot out of this deal anyway.’

Sue Lawrence picked a patient and activated her Superpower.

B-Level Healing Skill.

The B-Level Healing Skill was much faster than the C-Level one. Lily Sutton, watching from the side, could see the patient’s wounds healing rapidly. Even for those with fractures, after just five minutes of treatment, the broken bones were completely mended. They could even get up and walk around.

Lily Sutton was stunned. It was definitely a Healing Skill, and a much higher level than hers.

"Mr. Hawthorne!" Lily Sutton grabbed Sue Lawrence’s sleeve and turned her head. "Shouldn’t a talent like this stay here in our infirmary?"

’Heavens, a Healing Skill, at least B Level! A person like this should be here saving lives!!’

Silas Hawthorne shook his head. "She can only come once a week. She has other missions."

’Other missions?’

’Is the Healing Skill just a trivial part of her Abilities?’

’Heavens, this is even more shocking.’

Lily Sutton couldn’t help but look her over from head to toe, making Sue Lawrence a little embarrassed.

Soon, Sue Lawrence had healed most of the patients. There were still a few who were so severely injured that she could only stabilize their condition, not completely cure them.

Even so, she had treated more than thirty patients. She did a rough calculation and figured she’d earn at least four hundred-some Points this time.

’Hmm, not bad.’

After leaving the infirmary, Silas Hawthorne accompanied her back to the small room in the very back and handed her a key for it—a keycard.

"Take this card. You can let yourself in. It has a chip that the AI will read, making it convenient for you to change into your disguise."

Silas Hawthorne understood that Sue Lawrence didn’t want anyone to know about this, so he gave her the greatest possible freedom to act as she saw fit.

"Then I’ll see you at the main gate tomorrow morning."

Silas Hawthorne waved and turned to leave without another word.

Sue Lawrence shrugged, nonchalantly swiped the card to open the door, went inside, locked it, and changed her clothes, removing her makeup.

When she came out again, she was back to being the 170cm-tall Sue Lawrence.

This place was indeed very discreet. No one would come here, and there were even soldiers standing guard outside. Without this card from Silas Hawthorne, no one would know who went in or who came out.

’Not bad. Pretty good.’

Sue Lawrence stored the card in her space and leisurely walked back home.

The whole Lawrence Family was waiting for her in the room. Seeing her return, Vivian Young stood up and asked, "Are you okay, Sue?"

Vincent Lawrence spoke up. "Silas Hawthorne didn’t give you any trouble, did he?"

Elliot Lawrence also asked, "What did he want with you, anyway?"

Sue Lawrence recounted everything Silas Hawthorne had said, emphasizing the Points system and the slots that would allow their entire family to freely enter and exit other bases.

"Points?"

"Six slots for free entry and exit?"

Mia Keller looked astonished. "Does that include me?"

"It does!"

Sue Lawrence nodded. "We agreed. You’re coming with me!"

"Sue!"

Mia Keller was beyond excited. She felt that the greatest benefit of her 999+ Luck Value was becoming friends with Sue. She was totally being carried to success!

’This is awesome.’

Vincent Lawrence, however, was more thoughtful. He pulled Sue Lawrence aside and asked her many questions, including about the Points system and the doomsday ID cards.

Sue Lawrence answered them one by one, and soon, the rest of the Lawrence Family also understood what was happening.

The next morning, rows of numbers appeared on the large screen in the main hall. These numbers were everyone’s ID numbers—their apocalypse IDs. There were no real names and no private information involved; only each person’s Point total followed their ID.

Before everyone could react, Theodore Frost had already arrived with his people to distribute the cards.

Everyone had undergone strict registration when they entered, so these ID cards were naturally distributed based on that registered information, verified by name.

"First, you must not lose your card. Second, you cannot use someone else’s, as they are encoded with your personal iris and fingerprint data. Third, the card is used for identification at all domestic bases..."

Victor Keller explained loudly, while the crowd held their new ID cards, looking bewildered.

Victor Keller continued, "Everyone, you can look at the big screen and find your number. The amount next to it is the Points you’ve earned. This is your own wealth. You can use the base’s app on your phones to exchange them for things you need..."

Only then did everyone snap out of it. They hurriedly looked down at the ID cards in their hands, found their IDs, and checked their Points.

Most people didn’t have many Points; the highest among them was only five. And that was from going out on missions a few days ago, helping clean the bomb shelter base, or assisting with distributing tents. All in all, these small tasks added up to no more than five Points.

When they logged into the app and opened the exchange menu, they discovered that these few Points could barely get them anything.

Even a single apple cost five Points. Winter supplies cost even more. The only cheap things were useless items, like a woven plastic sack for one Point.

"Doesn’t this mean we can’t exchange for anything?"

"With the Points I’ve saved up these past few days, I can’t even afford a single meal..."

"This is too hard! We’ll starve to death trying to live on Points!"

Everyone couldn’t help but feel a surge of resentment.

Soon, however, someone noticed something unusual.

"Look! The person at the top of the Points leaderboard has 463 Points!"

Points?

Everyone looked at the big screen in utter shock. Sure enough, the number 463 was impossible to miss. The person in second place only had 62 Points, but this person, towering above with 463, was in first place by a landslide!

"This is insane! How on earth did they get so many Points?"