Chapter 690 Recruiting soldiers and buying horses

Lar did not react particularly hard, but was just a little surprised, but Ramut was a little annoyed by Robben's behavior.

"How dare you requisition our training ground privately? Do you know how nervous our training ground is now? You are still using our money to buy these useless things. Are you planning to defeat all of us in these three years?" Lar pointed at Robben's nose and cursed.

Robben shrugged calmly: "Why are you so anxious? I just purchased some essential medical items. You want me to treat your injured witch here. You can't let me treat them empty-handedly. My mental power alone is always limited, and it is impossible to perform magical treatment on every witch. You should understand this very well."

Camut's eyes widened and he was about to yell again.

"And" Robben whispered loudly in advance, "I was very surprised to find that you are such a high casualty rate, and you don't even have a professional medical officer. This is simply sensational. As a doctor, I think this is taking human life and now that I am a special medical officer here, I will naturally be responsible for all medical affairs, and this is what you two agree with."

"You..." Camut's eyes widened.

"And..." Robben once intercepted Camuette's words in advance, "I have to admit that as a witch, as the training officer and person in charge here, you and Lar are outstanding, but you can't cure a broken foot for a long time. This is a very prominent proof that you have nothing to compare with me in terms of medical knowledge, so I hope you don't point fingers at my work anymore. This can only be an insult to yourself."

Camut was so angry that he trembled all over: "You...you..."

"I am the special medical officer here and the person in charge of Camut. If you are injured accidentally, please come to me for treatment. I will serve you wholeheartedly. But if you don't have anything special now, can you call some witches to help me move these things in, and then you can go and do your business? You have a lot of things to do every day, right? I'm so sorry for being delayed."

"Okay... OK" Camut laughed furiously, "Remember to me, if something goes wrong, the punishment of this training camp will also apply to you. If it weren't for Lar's repeated insistence, I wouldn't agree..."

"Thank you for agreeing to let me stay here, so if your time is inconvenient now, I will go and call someone by myself."

Camuette stared at Robben and nodded slowly, "Okay... It's great to come, help him move these strange things in for me."

Seeing Camut leave angrily, Robben smiled.

"Father... it's not good to anger Teacher Camut." Little Nalan pulled Laroben's clothes behind her back.

Hearing the word "father", Roben's face froze slightly. He looked around and no one seemed to pay attention to this side. He quickly turned around and squatted down to say to Little Nalan, "Why are you following me all day long? Don't you need to train?"

Little Nalan blinked: "Do you... don't want to see me?" As he said that, a look of grievance appeared on Little Nalan's face.

"Ah... Of course this is not, it's just a little strange..." Robben quickly explained.

"I have passed the trial of the Witch Warrior, but I am not yet an adult. Teacher Lar told me that I am not ready to assign tasks to me immediately, and asked me to receive intensive training here for a period of time to increase my strength. When I become an adult and have a breakthrough in my strength, I will go out to perform tasks."

"So, I'll have to suffer here for a while."

Xiao Nalan smiled: "No, the training program is no longer difficult for me now. The teacher said he was going to teach me some other things. In the previous training program, only a small part was retained, and most of my time... I started to free up."

"Well...that's pretty good"

Robben thought for a while and slapped his forehead: "Oh, why don't you do this? Anyway, you are already free most of the time now. Can you come to me to help? I'll hire you as the head nurse in the medical center?"

"Chief Nurse?" Little Nalan wagged her head, her face full of confusion.

"Anyway, it's just coming here to help when you're fine, okay?"

Xiao Nalan smiled: "When there is something wrong, I can also come over secretly. Now the things that the teacher has given me are all for me to understand by myself. If I, um... relax my requirements a little, I can spend all my time with you."

"Ah...that's right..."

In the center of the long training ground, in the small training ground community, Robben stepped on a few boxes and loudly directed the witches who were walking back and forth, asking them to arrange all the things they bought step by step. Little Nalan was also busy at the bottom. The noisy sound made the witches in the training ground on both sides concentrate all their attention for a moment.

Now everyone knows that the two persons in charge have hired a strange medical officer to treat the injured witch, but everyone is confused about the medical officer. Not only does the demon named Robben are not witches, but they have made great efforts as soon as they come, and even forced the training ground to requisition the training ground. It is said that they have a fight with Camut.

"Hey, you should be lighter and lighter than that. The beds are arranged in a compact manner. It's a hell. It seems that the area of ​​this training ground is not enough. Oh my god, that's the surgical instrument. I'm not here to cut things. I've said that you and you and I have said that all the boxes should be placed there..." On this training ground, the witches almost didn't hear any sound when walking, and occasionally they would collide with each other and make a slight sound. In addition, they were all Robben's screams...

"Naran, come back"

Little Nalan was rushing her legs, holding something in her hand and ran quickly in front of Luo himself. Robben grabbed her back: "This one is over there, I'm so dizzy. What's on her face? Why is it so dirty?" Robben took off the towel on his shoulder and rubbed it on Little Nalan's face.

Little Nalan sniffs his nose: "The smell of sweat"

Robben laughed dryly: "How can you not sweat when you are busy inside and outside? You have to sweat when you are training?"

“We girls taste different from you.”

Robben had no choice but to: "Okay, okay, put this thing over there, and then you go and rest for a while, the things we have here are basically almost done."

"Okay" Xiao Nalan smiled and turned around and left.

"Give me that sweaty towel." Robben quickly called Little Nalan.

"Confiscated" Xiao Nalan trotted all the way...

After a long time of struggle, although the area of ​​this training ground was indeed not small, Robben bought too many things and couldn't put them down at all. In the end, he had to leave some things in the warehouse, which was only so hard that he could roughly arrange the training ground.

Seeing the items that were basically placed, Robben couldn't help but wipe the sweat beads on his forehead. Then he found that the towel was taken away by Little Nalan...

"These witches have no medical knowledge at all, but fortunately, there is no big mistake at all. First of all, sound insulation here should be quiet." The light on Robben's hand began to shine. On the outer edge of the training ground, a light blue light wave rose up against the isolated barbed wire, rising to a height of more than ten meters, and then closed in the middle, closing the entire training ground inside, and suddenly all the training sounds outside disappeared.

"This is the dispensing room" A transparent light wave rose, separating a small compartment.

"This is the staff lounge." Another space was separated.

"This is the corridor...This is the ward...This is my office...This is the operating room...This is the clinic room...This is..."

Robben said as he walked and walked around the training ground. The training ground, full of various items, had completely changed.

Standing at the door, Robben looked at his small hospital with great satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his face: "The rest is to recruit people slowly. Alas... I can't say I'll be a teacher again."

"Father... why did you choose to build a medical center here? There is not a place bigger than here in the training camp. If this silent barrier is found here, it will be very noisy." Little Nalan quietly appeared behind Robben.

"This is the center of the entire training ground. All injured witches can be sent here as much as possible. Didn't you say that dead witches often appear? You have to know that sometimes, there is only a little difference, but for a life, that is the difference between life and death, so I chose the location here.

"How is it? Isn't it?" Robben asked proudly.

"Father is so good"

"Ah hahaha, that's of course" Robben laughed.

Robben's medical center has officially opened...

The witches are very uncomfortable. If they are injured in normal times, they will apply some injury medicine before going to bed, or simply rush through it. But now... in the center of the training camp, a large medical center has appeared. If they are injured, they will even have headaches and fevers that they will not encounter several times in their lifetime, and there are many things that have not been seen before in the training camp...

Camut suppressed his anger and pointed at the thing on the wire mesh in the training camp and shouted at Robben behind him: "This... what is this? Why is this kind of thing everywhere now?"

"Are you sick? Are you injured? Or is it okay at all? Don't be afraid, Robben Clinic is dedicated to serving you. The Robben Clinic, located at the center of the training camp, has complete medical facilities, first-class recuperation environment, advanced medical methods, and professional doctors have doors on both sides of the center of the training ground..."

Lal was silently reciting... Finally, he lowered his voice. He sighed helplessly and pointed to the thing hanging on the wire mesh: "Robben, did you hang this right?"

I looked up and saw that in the corridors on both sides of the training ground, there was a big thing like this hanging in front and behind almost every separate training ground."

Robben scratched his head and smiled, "Yes, it's true that I hang up, and it took a lot of effort."

Camut pulled the big advertisement down: "We are asking you to treat our injured witch, not to do these strange things."

Robben shrugged: "I can't do anything, you see, my medical center has been opened, but the witches don't seem to understand what's going on. Yesterday, no witch came to me to treat injuries. I think it's unlikely that you will not have any injuries in a day, and you just asked me to treat the witch, but you did not formally explain my situation to all witches. Now most witches don't understand the meaning of my appearance here, so I have to promote it myself. This is one of the methods. Although this may affect some environmental appearance, the effect should be good.

Robben pulled back the big advertising parchment in Camut's hand and posted it again: "I don't think you would like me to spend a lot of money but no witch came to my place to treat it, right?"

"Robbon is coming soon, the business you mentioned is coming." Robben immediately looked in the voice and saw Little Nalan waving to him in front of the medical center.

"You see, the effect is not just here. Now I'm going to work hard, please do whatever you want." After Robben said that, he turned around and ran back."

Watching Robben and Nalan enter the medical center, Camut said hatefully: "I think our original decision may be a mistake. This guy will make us messy."

Lar smiled bitterly and looked at the almost irrecognizable advertisement, "Forget it, this is not a big deal. We did not explain to all the witches that this is our fault."

"Lal" Camut shouted.

"Okay, don't keep staring at that Robben. Could it be that you have fallen in love with him? Then you just pretend to be sick and go to his place. Let's do our business."

"I think you are interested in him, you are protecting him in everything."

Lar smiled and said, "If I had this mood, that would be great. Don't compete with me then."

"Damn it, I want to kill him now."

"That may be more difficult. You may have to work harder, but you can only pinch it casually."

Camut couldn't help but blush: "You...what the hell are you?"

Lar smiled happily: "Camute, I know you're a little nervous, but this Robben won't have any disadvantages to us, and his behavior is not out of line. We just need to watch quietly. As long as our injured students can recover, that's a good thing. Many punishments will make them more diligent."

"It's better that..." Camut's muttering obviously still had a lot of dissatisfaction...

Robben returned to his medical center and saw his first patient, a little witch who had not yet grown up. Now she was lying on the bed, her expression was dull, her eyes were dull, her mouth was slightly opened and closed, as if she was repeating a syllable.

"What's wrong?" Robben immediately stepped forward and began to check the little witch's body.

Little Nalan leaned her head behind her back and said, "She made a serious mistake and was used by the teacher in charge of her. However, she didn't seem to have mastered the strength. She had been selected into the depth of chaos and could not train any more. After seeing our advertisement, she sent it here.

Roben's face rolled angrily: "Where is the witch who is the teacher?"

"She didn't come, she just asked someone to send this little witch. The witches who sent her have already returned... Robben, do you really want to take off her clothes?"

"It's simply a murderer. I want to check if there are other injuries on her body."

"Oh..." Xiao Nalan lowered her voice and stopped talking.

Robben felt frightened. The little witch who had fallen into chaos had scars on her young body. Some places seemed to be new injuries. You could see blood, as if she had suffered countless tortures...

"You...you treat your compatriots like this? She is still a child, how can you treat her like this?" Robben couldn't believe it.

Xiao Nalan returned softly and said, "It seems that she often makes mistakes, or is a newcomer, and is punished more often, otherwise she would not have left so many scars. Our witch's skin is quite special. Once the wound heals after being injured, there will be no traces on her skin. I have no scars on my body now, look..."

"Okay, OK, I understand." Robben quickly grabbed Little Nalan's hand that took off her clothes.

Turning around, Robben used magic to heal all the wounds on the little witch's body, and then asked Little Nalan to help her put on her clothes, put them flat on the bed, and pulled the little witch's hand, and Robben injected a thread of mental power into it.

After wandering around the sea of ​​consciousness of this little witch, Robben couldn't help but sigh. This was like a mental attack that was about to kill someone. How could it be used for punishment?
To be continued...