Since the customer had no objections, Li Ang got straight to work.

He had Laura lie in the blood pool, and with gloved hands, he grew plant fibers that pierced into her skin.

Just as Li Ang had said, after the initial disgust and discomfort, Laura quickly realized that lying in the blood pool felt no different from lying in amniotic fluid—warm, moist, and safe.

Following Li Ang's instructions, she closed her eyes tightly, feeling and gradually adapting to the stinging and tingling sensations coming from beneath her skin.

From Mule's perspective as an observer, the scene was rather horrifying—Laura's skin and muscles on her limbs and torso gradually melted away, revealing her bones, internal organs, and nervous system, yet she wore a serene and peaceful expression.

The surgical procedure was intermittent, and Li Ang had to rest every so often to allow his sanity to recover slightly.

Three hours later, the surgery was finally completed.

Li Ang drained the blood pool of its impurities, and Mule stepped forward to drape a blanket over the suddenly taller Laura, wiping her hair.

"Your base attributes should all be at 9 now."

Li Ang removed his gloves, put his hand into the dragon head's mouth, rubbed his brow, and said indifferently, "After the increase in strength and agility, you might not be used to it at first, and some small accidents might occur.

Like accidentally crushing a glass of water, jumping and hitting the ceiling, or accidentally strangling someone's neck during a hug.

But these are all minor issues.

You should be able to gradually adapt with some rehabilitation training."

Wait, strangling someone's neck is a minor issue?

"Thank you."

Mule nodded. She had paid 3200 game coins before the surgery, which were held in escrow by the system. If the system determined that there were no problems with the transaction, the money would be transferred to Li Ang after the surgery.

After the transaction was completed,

Mule and Laura, who had put on the polar bear mascot costume again, left through the back door of the store and logged out of the plaza.

(To reduce customer trouble, as medical surgery can greatly alter a customer's appearance, Li Ang specially opened a one-way door in the rear compartment of the operating room.)

"Tsk, tsk, earning three thousand two in one go... This is much faster than doing missions. Just three more missions and I'll earn back the cost.

As expected, there's no future in working for others, you have to be your own boss..."

Li Ang took off the blood-stained white coat, changed into a new one of the same style from the operating room's changing room, and walked out of the operating room, muttering to himself.

According to the information on the customer registration form, he notified the next customer who had booked a surgery.

On the first day of business, most of the customers who came were asking for enhancement surgeries.

It was just that many newbie players couldn't scrape together that much money. The little bit of savings they had painstakingly saved up was only enough to enhance a few attributes to 7 or 8—which was enough to make them ecstatic.

After performing a few surgeries in succession, Li Ang flipped the sign outside the operating room to "Doctor Offline" amidst the disappointed sighs of the players.

Medical services are not really a cost-free business.

Li Ang had to spend time, energy, sanity, and the hard-earned Swamp God power.

To avoid the awkward situation of "entering a script mission and running out of sanity and divine power," there was a limit to the number of surgeries that could be performed each day. He couldn't just stay in the operating room and farm money.

Li Ang spent some money to have the store managed by the system, logged out of the plaza, went home, and started browsing posts on the forum.

He focused on posts about the Wu Gou Rong Lu store, and found that most of the posts were talking about how arrogant the store owner was, with a bad attitude towards customers, acting like he didn't care if they came or not.

And those customers who were fortunate enough to have surgery didn't seem to become brand advocates, posting praises on the forum—they were probably holding on to the mentality of making a fortune in silence, keeping quiet.

Li Ang immediately became unhappy.

No one praised him?

Then he would do it himself.

He immediately registered several accounts on the forum, and bought a few accounts with normal posting records from Mule.

He posted and bumped his own posts.

"This Wu Gou Rong Lu store is such a treasure~ Great value, genuine goods, I really love it~"

"What kind of fairy shop owner is this? Is such beauty real in the world? Even without makeup, his facial features are so exquisite and compact. When he pouts, it's like the spring willows are secretly annoyed, when he lowers his eyebrows, it's like the lake is gently swept. It is said that thousands of grievances are a good spring day."

"Started with looks, trapped by talent, loyal to character."

"TBH, I'm just a pure passerby, I've never used the forum, until today I suddenly understood that all the ink paintings in this world are to pave the way for the shop owner's earthly beauty."

"bhys, no matter how you mock, my Wu Gou Rong Lu gege is yjjc in the plaza, completely demolishing your family is ojbk, your family's nbcs wild chickens don't try to freeload. If you deliberately try to gain popularity again, your family's steamer will paste through the center of the earth [smile] [smile]"

Li Ang really had a way with playing the Internet Water Army and controlling comments. When necessary, he instantly transformed into a keyboard warrior from Zu'an, frantically arguing with dozens of netizens without losing ground, resolutely defending the store's reputation.

A day passed quickly. In the early hours of the morning, Li Ang finally received the long-awaited mission notification.

[Mission triggering conditions have been met]

[Mission type: Script Mission (Team)]

[Mission name: High-Dimensional Hack]

[Mission objective: Tonight at 3:00 AM, sit in front of a modern electronic computing machine with a display screen that is powered on and connected to the internet, and wait for the next mission prompt]

[Mission reward: To be announced when the next mission prompt is received]

[Failure penalty: To be announced when the next mission prompt is received]

It's finally here.

Li Ang jumped out of bed, startling Chai Chai, who was lying in the doghouse in the corner of the room playing with her phone. Her hand trembled, and the phone slammed into her face with a "smack."

"What's wrong?!"

Chai Chai, wearing Qing'e armor (armor can be unlocked with fingerprints), rubbed her face, looking quite aggrieved.

But after noticing Li Ang's expression, she instantly became serious. "The mission is here?"

"Yeah."

Li Ang explained the mission details, squinted his eyes, and rubbed his chin, muttering to himself, "This team script's mission requirements are very strange..."

"You have to sit in front of the computer screen?"

Chai Chai also frowned slightly, "That shouldn't be anything, right? Didn't we have similar requirements before? Standing in front of a mirror, or holding a fairy tale book."

"This time it's different."

Li Ang shook his head. "The mission name is High-Dimensional Hack, and combined with this mission requirement, it gives me a subtle sense of deja vu.

Maybe the mission format will be different from previous scripts..."

There was no point in thinking too much. Li Ang changed out of his pajamas, fully armed himself, sat down at his computer desk, and quietly waited for the time to come.

Tick—

When the second hand returned to zero, Li Ang disappeared from the spot.