Chapter 817 - 836: A Sudden Thought, What If We Can’t Finish Seeing Them? Just Turn Them Away and Let Them—(Wait to Die?)

Along with the news came photos. The sheer gore wiped out more than half the joy of the holiday.

"What is this?" someone gasped. "How could this happen?"

"What are they doing? Why did a fight break out so suddenly?"

"It’s this serious, and no one tried to stop it? With so many people lining up outside, is there really no one maintaining order?"

The entire dormitory area was a buzz of chaotic noise. Questions piled up. Some students even messaged the accompanying professors and deans, hoping for an answer. Since everyone was paying close attention, the higher-ups had no choice but to reveal the real reason once they understood the situation.

It was actually a fight for a spot in line.

Because there were simply too many people, the healers wouldn’t be able to treat them all within a month. Those waiting in line refused to be among the untreated.

Only then did these young men and women from the Ivory Tower begin to ponder. With a line this long, what would happen if they didn’t finish treating everyone? Would the local hospitals take over?

After looking into the sheer number of people waiting, they estimated that local treatment was basically impossible. Then, would they just be sent away? That didn’t seem right, considering they had waited in line for so long. Besides, some of them seemed severely ill. If they were simply sent home, they would probably die.

They would die.

Meanwhile, in her dorm room, Jiang Qiuqiu was wearing a Spirit Recovery Helmet to restore her vitality.

Unlike other Spirit Healing Masters, Qiuqiu’s Spirit Sea wasn’t fragile at all. Once all her spiritual power bottomed out, it could actually bounce back, drastically increasing its recovery speed. After overdrawing her power, her head would ache a bit, but it was just a mild ache.

After all, overdrawing spiritual power while piloting a Mecha was completely normal. In the neighboring department, some people specifically trained until they were overdrawn and then dragged their exhausted bodies to the Gravity Room to continue training. Rumor had it that this forged a stronger physique and unlocked hidden potential.

Although Qiuqiu’s methods weren’t quite that hardcore, she was no stranger to pushing her limits with her spiritual power. Therefore, the intensity of the past fifteen days was a breeze for her. It was slightly uncomfortable, but entirely bearable.

Moreover, using her Healing Spiritual Power like this for the first time—desperately outputting it—seemed to be pushing her toward a critical threshold. However, the barrier between A+ and S was still too thick. She could touch it, but Qiuqiu had a nagging feeling that if she wanted to break through... she still had a long way to go.

Her thoughts drifted until a few sudden gasps beside her ears snapped her back to reality. It was her roommates’ voices. Qiuqiu immediately snapped to attention and took off the helmet. Peering down from her bunk, she saw all three of her roommates huddled together, chattering away about something.

"What’s wrong?" she asked.

Gu Xiang looked up. "You’re awake? It’s the line outside our stationed hospital... Something happened."

"Something happened?" She threw off her blankets. Even with the abundant sunlight on Q3, it was mid-September, and the dormitory building was still a bit chilly. "What is it?"

"I heard a fight broke out."

When Qiuqiu heard the word "fight," her mind immediately conjured up an image of three to five people tangled together, throwing punches. But when she climbed down the small ladder and saw the video, Jiang Qiuqiu froze.

It was no exaggeration to say that this video was filled with blood, gore, and mangled limbs. And it wasn’t just one body.

She quickly opened her terminal and logged into the fourteen-school joint practical training group. The group chat was scrolling by at a dizzying speed. Some students posted screenshots of their conversations with their mentors. After taking a cursory glance, Jiang Qiuqiu’s gaze lingered on the topics everyone was discussing: "What do we do if we can’t finish treating the patients?", "Do we send them away?", and "Will they die?"

Very suddenly, she made a decision.