Trait Hoarder-Chapter 217 Hospital Terror – Part 2

Hospital Terror – Part 2

Of course, the situation wasn’t completely resolved.

The trapped people had been rescued, and the fire had been put out, but that was it.

The hospital was still overflowing with patients.

Many were lying on the ground, groaning in pain, unable to receive proper treatment.

“Warrior Kim.”

Choi Sunsoo approached with a grave expression.

“All the emergency rooms in other hospitals are full.”

“All of them? Not just the big hospitals, but secondary hospitals and private clinics too?”

“They’re all the same. We’ve called every hospital in Seoul. We’re now trying to contact hospitals in Gyeonggi Province.”

The number of casualties from this terrorist attack was at least in the thousands.

On top of that, the existing inpatients added even more strain, pushing the system beyond its capacity.

No, that’s not right.

There’s no way Seoul’s medical facilities would be completely overwhelmed like this.

The real problem was the lack of hospitals in the first place.

This was a world with no universal healthcare, no national insurance.

If you didn’t have money, you couldn’t get treatment.

I remembered what happened when I first arrived in this world.

How much had my hospital bill been after just three days of admission?

Over 20 million won, easily.

And there wasn’t even an option for interest-free installments.

“Then we’ll treat them here.”

“What? Here?”

“Send cooperation requests to the Thor’s Cult and the Gaia’s Cult in my name.”

I was an honorary paladin.

On top of that, I had personally met Thor and Gaia.

And during the Seoul terrorist attack, I had made the archbishops owe me a favor. They would come running.

“Also, bring the most critical patients to me first. Prioritize trauma cases. Try to send disease patients to other hospitals however you can.”

Divine power wasn’t omnipotent.

Without the ability to heal diseases or cure poison, there was a limit to the patients I could handle.

“I’ll bring them right away!”

Choi Sunsoo scratched his cheek out of habit as he tapped on his smartphone.

A helicopter that had been hovering in the air slowly descended.

A patient on a stretcher was being lowered.

Two doctors were performing CPR on the patient.

One had a gash on his face, blood trickling down, while the other had a splint on his leg—but that didn’t stop them.

If it were me, I would’ve treated my own injuries first. These people were incredible.

Without waiting for them to land, I used Blink to jump in.

“W-Whoa?”

“Gasp! W-Warrior Kim?”

The doctors flinched in surprise.

I silently placed my hand on the patient’s chest.

A burst of divine power erupted.

Since it was just a simple trauma case, treatment was quick.

Massive amounts of mana covered both the bleeding and the organ damage.

I confirmed the patient’s heartbeat and stood up.

“Next… Ah, Director Choi. Don’t bring them down one by one—just prioritize them and send them to me.”

[Understood, Warrior Kim. I’ll send them over immediately.]

Most of the emergency patients were still in the air.

The helicopters and transport planes were trying to evacuate them.

Numbers 1, 2, and 3 appeared in order, flashing red over the helicopters I was looking at.

I still had my psychic trait equipped.

As I was about to Blink to the next one, the two doctors bowed deeply.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“You’re amazing. Other superhumans don’t even bother to help…”

“It’s nothing.”

Don’t thank me.

I’m only doing this to acquire a trait.

Your gratitude just makes this awkward.

Leaving the doctors behind, I used Blink again.

I reappeared atop the helicopter labeled as number 1.

Then, using Phasing, I phased through the helicopter’s hull.

Inside, a paramedic and a nurse were frantically performing CPR.

They gasped at my sudden appearance but didn’t stop.

Fwoosh!

Once again, I unleashed divine power.

After bombarding the patient with healing energy, I phased out of the helicopter.

“Thank you!”

“Thank you, Warrior Kim!”

I moved between ten helicopters in an instant.

The immediate crisis had been handled.

But that wasn’t the end of it.

Though no one was in immediate danger of dying, hundreds of people were still lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

If Choi Sunsoo hadn’t brought in hundreds of blankets, they would’ve been lying on cold concrete or grass.

‘This is taking too long.’

I leaped off the helicopter and landed on the ground.

Thud! A dull shockwave rippled outward.

Choi Sunsoo approached and gestured.

Patients on stretchers lined up in rows.

“Warrior Kim. Please treat them in order from here.”

“What about the Thor’s Cult and the Gaia’s Cult?”

“They’re organizing their priest squads. They said they’ll arrive within an hour.”

“An hour? That’s too late.”

“But the doctors say none of the patients are in immediate danger for now.”

The emergency had been handled, for the most part.

But I had no intention of stopping there.

Thud.

I set down my golf bag.

Even while moving between helicopters and transport planes, I had never let go of it.

Opening it, I pulled out a magic cauldron.

An alchemy cauldron.

Then, I took out a bottle of emergency drinking water and poured it into the cauldron.

The doctors watching me had strange expressions.

“Uh… Warrior Kim?”

“What are you trying to do?”

“These patients aren’t in critical condition, but it would be best to treat them as soon as possible…”

The patient in front of me had abdominal bleeding.

His bandages were already soaked with blood.

Even after tightly wrapping pressure bandages, the bleeding hadn’t stopped.

The doctors were anxiously shifting from foot to foot, but the patient—a young boy who looked like a middle schooler—was actually scolding them.

“He must have a plan. Just be patient and wait.”

It wouldn’t take long.

Instead of pulling out a magic burner, I grabbed the magic cauldron with both hands.

I placed just one thing into the rippling water—not herbs, not spirit beast materials, but a single golden ruler.

The Geumcheok.

The goblins had told me before—just tap it or boil it in water.

As far as I knew, water boiled with the Geumcheok had effects equivalent to a high-grade healing potion.

I couldn’t overuse it since I’d have to recharge it, but it was more than enough to heal a few thousand people.

Fwoosh!

Flames ignited.

A deep blue inferno—Dragon Sovereign Fire.

In terms of sheer firepower, Dragon Sovereign Fire was just as powerful as Supreme Flame.

It required Chaos Infusion as a secondary trait due to its elemental restrictions, but the effect was astonishing.

The water instantly boiled, and the Geumcheok gleamed as healing liquid formed inside the magic cauldron.

Not the usual red healing potion, but a pale golden elixir—the Geumcheok Healing Extract.

“Give each patient a sip of this.”

“This color is unusual… What is it?”

“A high-grade healing potion.”

“Wha—?! That much of it? Isn’t that incredibly expensive?”

“It’s expensive, but not more expensive than a human life.”

“T-That’s…”

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The doctors looked at me in shock.

The first to receive the healing extract was the middle schooler from before. He frowned, clearly skeptical.

“Isn’t it the other way around? I thought money was more important than people.”

“People came first, then money. Did money give birth to people?”

“My priest says money comes first… You have to donate a lot to get into heaven.”

“Which church is that?”

“Uh… I’m not supposed to say.”

“You can’t say? Sounds like a cult.”

Religious groups in this world were all a mess, but they didn’t teach things like that.

Except for Old Father’s Cult.

Those lunatics took human sacrifices very seriously.

I poured some healing extract into a paper cup and handed it to the middle schooler, patting his shoulder.

“Forget that place. Trust in Thor and Gaia.”

I owed them at least this much lip service, considering I was using their power.

The boy gulped down the healing extract.

Color quickly returned to his ghostly pale face.

Even under the bandages, I could see the changes.

The bleeding had stopped completely, and his torn peritoneum had fully healed.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore!”

But I had another reason for doing this.

With my Bright Eyes trait activated, I could see it.

The deadly poison spreading through the boy’s body—disintegrating.

The zombie plague.

It had been released alongside the terrorist attack, but before its incubation period even began, it was already eradicated.

“Distribute this to everyone. Not just the wounded—everyone here. Doctors too.”

“T-This precious medicine…”

A high-grade healing potion cost hundreds of millions.

For a healthy person, it was a miracle tonic.

Who in their right mind would refuse?

The doctors quickly poured the extract into paper cups, drinking some themselves and distributing the rest.

Choi Sunsoo personally joined in, running to help.

Superhumans from Seungcheon Security scooped the healing extract into large bowls and spread throughout the hospital.

“Be careful not to spill it!”

“It’s high-grade healing potion! High-grade healing potion!”

“You know those tiny bottles cost hundreds of millions, right?”

“This stuff is worth more than our annual salary!”

I kept boiling more in the magic cauldron.

One cauldron wasn’t enough.

I pulled out not only alchemy cauldrons but even cooking pots.

Still not enough.

I grabbed every pot I could find and kept boiling the Geumcheok.

“Warrior Kim! Use this!”

Kim Chulkwon appeared, dragging an enormous cauldron.

Looked like he had taken it from the hospital’s cafeteria.

That thing could cook soup for a hundred people and still have room left.

“What about water?”

“Ah! Right, I’ll get it now!”

Kim Chulkwon rushed off and raided a nearby convenience store.

Then, he transformed—turning into Asura.

Six arms, each carrying a six-pack of two-liter water bottles.

A total of 36 bottles—72 liters.

Paang!

With a fierce grin, Kim Chulkwon twisted off the caps in one fluid motion.

Dark mana coiled around his hands as he sliced off the bottle necks, then poured the water into the cauldron.

Compared to before, his movements were sharper, more refined.

“You’ve improved a lot.”

“Hehehe, thank you.”

Kim Chulkwon was probably close to reaching Level 6.

He must have trained hard while I was traveling the world.

Probably fought a lot in the Colosseum, ran plenty of experiments at Geonwoobong’s facilities.

But that was for later.

I looked down at the now-filled cauldron.

It wasn’t a magic cauldron.

If I recklessly blasted it with Dragon Sovereign Fire, it would melt instantly.

So, I changed my trait set.

[Dragon Sovereign Fire] [Chaos Infusion] [Mana Soul]

[Understanding] [Insight] [Cold Rationality]

I understood Dragon Sovereign Fire.

I felt the elemental composition of the azure fire.

I observed it with Cold Rationality and captured its essence with Insight.

Then, I activated it.

Flames didn’t burst forth.

Instead, the essence of fire—the invisible heat—was projected into the water containing the Geumcheok.

Fwoosh!

Fire ignited within the cauldron.

The water began to boil.

With no visible flames, no external heat—just spontaneous combustion from within.

“Huh?”

Kim Chulkwon rubbed his eyes.

“Is this… a magic cauldron? I don’t see any magic circles…”

“It’s complicated. Just focus on distributing the medicine.”

“Yes, Warrior Kim.”

“Anyone who doesn’t recover after drinking this, bring them to me.”

The Geumcheok was undeniably powerful.

Most of the patients were recovering rapidly.

But it had limitations.

I hadn’t boiled it long enough.

Just like how ginseng or bone broth needed time to extract their full potency, the Geumcheok needed prolonged boiling for maximum effectiveness.

The critical patients had improved a lot but weren’t fully cured.

Even the middle schooler who drank first was the same.

‘I should prepare some in advance.’

If I kept boiling it in plain water, the effects would dissipate too quickly.

But I could fix that.

By adding a few herbs and spirit beast components.

In other words, I was about to make an elixir.

I had a few elixirs stored in my memory.

Ones that used the Geumcheok as the main ingredient.

It would cost me some money, but so what?

If I could see the Saintess’s face twist in frustration, I’d gladly spend a few coins.

Imagining her arrogant expression turning red and blue, I calmly drew the Black Tiger Sword.

“I’m sorry!”

The middle schooler yelped.

“I won’t believe in that cult anymore! I’ll trust in Thor and Gaia!”

“Conversion is welcome, but where’s this coming from all of a sudden?”

I thrust my sword—

Not into him, but into the air.

Like painting a stroke with a brush.

Like adding the finishing touch to a dragon’s eye in a painting.

A brilliant white flame bloomed from the tip.

Petals of light spread outward, cascading over the dozens of patients lying around me.

A rain of sword energy.

Infused with Heavenly Blossom, its healing and purification powers were pushed to the limit.

Dozens of patients were nearly completely healed.

Except for their pre-existing illnesses.

Even if their diseases remained, their physical condition improved dramatically.

A terminal cancer patient stood up, looking around in disbelief.

They’d probably relapse in a few weeks, but for now, they felt fine.

‘I have my limits since I’m not a priest.’

Nothing I could do about that.

Even so, this was already an incredible feat.

I had healed this many people using only paladin-related traits.

“Wooooow.”

The middle schooler looked down at his stomach in awe.

Just moments ago, the area had been bombarded by white sword energy.

His torn peritoneum had been healed by the Geumcheok Healing Extract, and whatever disease had been swelling his gallbladder had visibly subsided.

“I thought you were gonna stab me.”

“What would I gain from stabbing you?”

“Exactly. But I never imagined you’d heal people with a sword. No wonder they call you Warrior Kim.”

His eyes sparkled with admiration.

“I’m gonna become a superhuman like you one day!”

Uh… That’s a tough one.

To become a superhuman like me, you’d probably need to reincarnate a few thousand times.

Since Trait Swap drew power from the soul, after all.

“Do your best.”

I patted his shoulder twice and turned away.

In the sky, a fleet of flying cars was approaching.

Two distinct insignias.

A lightning emblem and an earth emblem.

The Thor’s Cult and the Gaia’s Cult’s priest squads had arrived.

I could leave the rest to them.

“Thank you! Truly, thank you!”

“You saved our lives!”

“I’ll never forget this for as long as I live!”

“Take care, Warrior Kim!”

Waves of gratitude echoed around me.

And with it, a trait emerged.

A light spread from the top of my head.

Warm and comforting.

Yet dignified and noble.

[Acquired the trait: Halo.]

The moment they saw it, the people erupted in cheers.

“A halo! It’s a halo!”

“Warrior Kim is truly a saint!”

“Wait, is he part of the priest class? I thought he was a warrior?”

“He’s a paladin! A paladin!”

The final missing piece of the Sacred Knight.

If the Holy Radiance Knight specialized in group enhancement, the Sacred Knight was the opposite.

It enhanced only the user.

But the efficiency was overwhelming.

Unless it was one of those hero-class conditional enhancement traits, this was the strongest buff in all of Arcane Seoul.

Still, I didn’t equip it.

The Sacred Knight had an extremely distinctive visual effect.

No need to hand out free information to my enemies.

Especially not to the Dark Jaguar Cult, who were undoubtedly watching.

[Teacher. We caught the guys who were planning to bomb the Saintess’s Hospital.]

Seo Woojin’s message came through.

Not only had they prevented the attack, but they had successfully traced the culprits back to their source.

[Well done. I’m on my way.]

It was fun when you were the ones striking first, wasn’t it?

Now, it’s your turn to die.