God Level Farmer In Another World

At Bluewater Medical University...

"My brother is in this state, and you're still investigating? Damn it!"

Mad Wolf stood at the door of the hospital room, furiously roaring at two security officers.

One officer frowned, "We're just trying to help you catch the culprit!"

Mad Wolf pointed angrily down the hallway, shouting, "It was those bastards from the Black Dragon Gang! Go after Diego Ruiz! Go on!"

One of the officers took notes.

"Diego Ruiz, huh? What's his deal? We'll look into it."

The other officer quietly whispered,

"Diego Ruiz, leader of the Black Dragon Gang."

The two officers weren't really investigating; they just wanted to confirm whether Giovani was truly in a vegetative state. Based on their observations, it seemed he really was in bad shape, almost like half a vegetable.

After the officers left, Mad Wolf returned to the room, clutching Giovani's arm, tears streaming down his face.

"Brother, I swear I'll kill all those bastards! Every single one of them! From now on, I'll never leave your side—I'd rather die than let you go alone!"

"Ah... A-Wolf..."

Mad Wolf jerked his head up in shock. "Brother, did you just speak?"

"Brother! How are you feeling?"

Mad Wolf rushed out of the room, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Dr. Lewis! Dr. Lewis! My brother just called my name!"

Ten minutes later, in Giovani's hospital room...

Giovani had already sat up. Mad Wolf was holding Dr. Lewis's hand, crying and laughing at the same time.

"Dr. Lewis, you're a miracle worker! From now on, my life belongs to you!"

Dr. Lewis remained calm. Ever since he gained the powers of the super fruit, he had never failed a surgery.

He responded coolly, "Your brother had a lot of injuries. His head and spine are fine now, but the other wounds will take time to heal."

Giovani struggled to sit up and said,

"Dr. Lewis, you say you've cured my vegetative state—does that mean you've taken away my right to be an idiot?"

Dr. Lewis frowned and checked Giovani's head.

"No, I don't think so. The fact that you can ask such a question means I didn't fully cure you."

Giovani laughed heartily and brushed Dr. Lewis's hand away.

"Just kidding! Don't take it so seriously, haha."

Without showing any emotion, Dr. Lewis left the room—he had another patient to see, an elderly woman.

Mad Wolf, still crying and laughing simultaneously, wiped his nose and grinned.

"Boss, you're fine now! Haha, you're fine! Once you're fully recovered, we'll wipe out the Black Dragon Gang for good!"

Giovani grinned and said,

"The Black Dragon Gang? There won't be a Black Dragon Gang anymore!"

Mad Wolf froze for a moment and was about to call Dr. Lewis back—surely his boss wasn't fully recovered yet!

Giovani snorted coldly.

"Do you really think the Black Dragon Gang could touch me? This was all on purpose."

Yesterday morning, Giovani had received an exclusive task from the guild.

The task was simple.

First, make it seem like the Rasputin Bar was secretly controlled by the Black Dragon Gang.

This wasn't difficult—his trusted assistant, Sister Hong, had once been the mistress of a Black Dragon Gang leader and knew many of its members.

That man had lost a gambling bet and sold Sister Hong to the Imperial Nightclub, where she was taken care of by Giovani.

On the same day, Sister Hong used her hostess connections to lure several Black Dragon Gang members to party at Rasputin.

Second, Giovani had to get himself beaten up.

He deliberately showed up at the underground parking lot, where Black Dragon Gang members gave him a severe beating.

The guild had warned him that they might beat him half to death, though Giovani hadn't expected to get injured this badly. Luckily, Dr. Lewis's skills were exceptional!

As for the reward for completing the task? It was too tempting to pass up!

The guild promised Giovani control over all the Black Dragon Gang's territory.

Giovani didn't know exactly how the guild would handle it or their true intentions, but he trusted them completely.

At the Security Bureau detention center...

The arsonist who set fire to the Eastern District security office had been caught and was now locked in the interrogation room.

Two thugs, one with red hair and the other with green, were being questioned separately.

Two security officers had been grilling them for hours with no progress.

Growing impatient, Welma finally had enough of the officers' ineptitude and entered the interrogation room herself.

"Stop being stubborn. Do you really think someone's going to save you?"

The red-haired thug kept leering at Welma's chest, grinning lewdly.

"You have no idea who's backing me. When I get out, I'll show you a good time, sweetheart."

Welma's face darkened, and she motioned for the two officers to leave the room.

She then walked over to the surveillance camera, using her abilities to short-circuit it, before sitting down in a chair.

"This is your last chance. Who gave you the nerve to burn down the security office?"

The red-haired thug licked his lips and opened his handcuffed palm, saying,

"Come here and let me hold your hand, sweetheart, and I'll tell you everything."

Welma's icy stare made the temperature in the interrogation room drop instantly.

"Alright," she said calmly.

As soon as the words left her mouth, a needle-thin ice spike appeared at the tip of her index finger and stabbed directly into the red-haired thug's palm.

"Ahhh!!!"

The red-haired thug screamed in disbelief. How could she dare to use torture?

Another ice spike appeared in Welma's hand, and she pinned the thug's hand to the table.

"Don't worry. My ice spikes are so fine that they won't show up in any medical examination."

Beads of sweat rolled down the thug's forehead as he yelled in pain,

"I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Welma crossed her legs, looking down at him in disdain.

"I thought you were tough, but turns out you're just a coward. Spill it."

Gasping for air, the thug swallowed hard and began to confess,

"It was my boss! My boss ordered me to do it!"

Welma sneered,

"Go on. Who's your boss, and why did he order you to do this?"

Terrified, the thug continued spilling everything like a waterfall.

"My boss is the manager of Golden Glory KTV. He found me yesterday and gave me 200,000 to burn down the security office."

Golden Glory KTV was the Black Dragon Gang's headquarters. How was this connected to the gang?

During the surprise inspection at Rasputin Bar, Welma had already uncovered issues—there were many members of the Black Dragon Gang present at the bar.

Could it be that Sister Hong was colluding with the Black Dragon Gang and got caught, leading them to burn down the security office to force me away from Rasputin Bar to prevent me from uncovering an even bigger secret?

Welma had no interest in gang conflicts.

She raised an eyebrow slightly,

"Is that all?"

The thug nodded desperately,

"Yes! He also said that the Captain of the Security Officers, Ethan Blake, would bail me out!"

Welma stared hard at the thug, searching for any signs of deception, but his expression seemed truthful.

Ethan Blake is really going this far to serve the Black Dragon Gang?

Welma muttered to herself,

"It seems my previous assumptions were wrong. I never expected to stumble upon Ethan Blake's true secret."

The surprise inspection had indeed stirred the waters, and the fish had surfaced.

Whether Ethan Blake was colluding with the Imperial Nightclub or the Black Dragon Gang, he was digging his own grave.

Welma stood up and said,

"I hope you take responsibility for your words. If your buddy in the next interrogation room isn't saying the same thing, you're going to have a very bad time."

Welma was already confident—her sharp intuition told her that no one could have lied to her since yesterday.

This feels like a setup. A very clumsy one, she thought to herself.

Then she shook her head.

Unless the person setting the trap knew in advance that I was going to raid Rasputin Bar tonight.

But only I and that brat Vincent knew about it.

Welma had pieced it together—Ethan Blake was now inextricably linked to the Black Dragon Gang in her mind.

The person behind Ethan Blake was none other than the Black Dragon Gang!

What she couldn't possibly imagine was that the Black Dragon Gang had hunters like Alex working for them, or that she had been betrayed by her own brother, slowly walking into the trap Alex had set.

Alex, meanwhile, was preparing a plan to kill two birds with one stone.

He would wipe out the Black Dragon Gang, allowing the Hunter's Guild to take control of Bluewater's entire underground network.

At the same time, he planned to undermine Welma's influence in the Security Bureau, giving Ethan Blake the leverage he needed to challenge her.

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