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Chapter 101 - 94: The Great Path of Doctors (Second Update)!

Chapter 101: Chapter 94: The Great Path of Doctors (Second Update)!

Watching Li go from disbelief at the start to now being moved to tears, Xiemen Waidao found the game “Healer” to be truly interesting.

For someone looking for fun, the best part is seeing the reactions of others to the amusement they’ve provided. Without those reactions, the level of joy would be at least halved.

In recent times, many games claim to have incorporated strong artificial intelligence, but in reality, they’re just connected to a chatgpt and linked to a behavior tree defined by the planners.

There are occasional highlights, but most of the time, they still feel limited.

But Fang Cheng Studio’s artificial intelligence is particularly impressive; most responses are just right, making the game a lot of fun to play.

Of course, play is play, but their Morals Aid Group still had tasks to complete.

When he was killed by the constable just now, he experimented and found that he couldn’t directly attack the constable.

The spells available to healers are based on merits used as fuel to drive the spells and dispel nearby illness essences.

These spells are highly targeted and can only be used against illness essences, so those without illness essences cannot be targeted.

Direct physical assault wouldn’t work either; the game wouldn’t allow attacks on NPCs, even if they were hostile.

So, the only reason he had killed that thief was by chance.

Although he didn’t know how the game determined it, Xiemen Waidao believed the game had strict limits on intentional actions but was less rigid on unintentional ones.

He noted this down and prepared to start his next experiment.

The hot porridge he handed to Li was all created through Mukuai 1234.

As a Heavenly Tao Messenger, Mukuai 1234 could help players consume merits, directly converting them into personal strength or various materials.

Steaming meat porridge was one such item; giving it to an NPC could net some merit and improve the NPCs favorability, but overall, it was a loss in terms of merit.

Of course, some studios used this mechanism to make money by selling merits, reportedly at a good price and with decent sales, though it was a bit expensive.

Having Mukuai 1234 create a batch of meat porridge, Xiemen Waidao handed it to Li and said, “Uncle Li, please distribute this porridge so everyone in the village can have some.”

With only twenty-four households in the village, the meat porridge laid out on the table was more than enough, making Li nod continuously, “Rest assured, Healer, I will make sure to distribute the porridge and ensure everyone knows your name.”

“No, don’t say it was me, just say you cooked it. If anyone asks, don’t mention anything about me, understand?”

Li looked at Xiemen Waidao, puzzled: “But Healer, this is a good deed; why can’t it be said?”

“Don’t ask too much; just know that this is very important to me. That’s enough. Oh, and leave twelve households for me, now go.”

Watching Li leave, Mukuai 1234 couldn’t help but ask, “Xiemen, what kind of shady business are you up to now?”

Xiemen Waidao didn’t respond directly but instead, watching Li’s departing figure, spoke to Mukuai 1234, “Can you see the merits on Li?”

“I can, but it would cost merits.”

“No matter, have a look and then take note.”

“So what are you trying to do?”

“Just verifying the logic of merit distribution.”

“Doing good deeds earns merits; what’s there to not understand?”

“No wonder you’re just a Heavenly Tao Messenger, without even a proper name, only a number.”

Mukuai 1234’s mouth twitched, and she kicked Xiemen Waidao in the leg, costing him ten points of health.

After healing him in return, she sat beside him, resting her face in her hands, and asked weakly, “Found out anything yet?”

“Just a moment.”

Since there were twelve households, it took Li an hour to return with an empty bowl, telling Xiemen Waidao, “Healer, it’s all delivered. The porridge was eaten clean, they even scrubbed the bowls. The twelve houses near the village entrance didn’t get any.”

Xiemen Waidao observed his merit points and nodded.

While Li was delivering the porridge, he hadn’t mentioned anything about him, but he still gained some merit.

Pulling over Mukuai 1234, Xiemen Waidao asked, “How much has Uncle Li’s merit changed?”

After hearing the number from Mukuai 1234, Xiemen Waidao went out himself to deliver porridge to the twelve households at the village entrance. Returning, he contemplated the figures.

He personally delivered porridge twelve times, and Li delivered porridge twelve times. With the outer conditions being nearly identical, the merit gained could be considered about the same.

From the test results, he concluded two laws.

First was the First Law of Merit: the Merit Distribution Law.

Even though Li hadn’t mentioned his name, once Li finished delivering the porridge and they ate it, some merit still trickled back to him.

Even if they didn’t know who he was, because he was the initiator and provider of the porridge, the merit he received was about four times that of Li’s.

The second law was the Conservation of Merit Law.

From his own porridge deliveries, he discovered that the merit he received for each delivery was the same as the total merit he and Li received when Li made the deliveries.

This showed that merit didn’t suffer any loss.