An F-Rank Veterinarian Physically Heals an S-Rank Magical Beast - Chapter 79

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Chapter 79
The moment we passed through the blood-red Dimensional Gate, a deafening mechanical roar assaulted our eardrums with such force it felt like it might shatter them.
Screeeech!
Boom!
Boom!
Whoooosh—!
The 17th Floor lived up to its name as the Factory of Refinement and Extraction—a colossal industrial complex, or perhaps a slaughterhouse on a cosmic scale.
From a ceiling so impossibly high that the sky itself vanished from view, tens of thousands of thick steel pipes and transparent tubes twisted together like blood vessels, pumping an endless stream of crimson blood and shimmering soul energy through their channels toward some unknown destination.
Across the floor, dozens of massive conveyor belts churned ceaselessly, their surfaces piled high with corpses—challengers who had fallen into traps or been slaughtered by monsters in the lower floors, along with the carcasses of dead monsters themselves, stacked like mountains as they were transported forward.
At the end of each conveyor belt, crushers and compressors the size of houses gaped open like hungry maws. Each time bodies tumbled into the crushers, the sickening sound of shattering bone and pulverizing flesh echoed through the air, and the extracted fluids and soul residue flowed through intricate purification filters before emerging as pure crystallized energy.
“Ugh… bleeegh!”
Beris, the fastidious mage, finally lost his composure and collapsed on the spot, retching violently. This was no longer merely a matter of stench or cleanliness. It was a primal revulsion born from witnessing the ultimate desecration and cruelty inflicted upon life—something any sentient being would instinctively recoil from.
“Ahhh… by the heavens and earth! Is this truly the work of gods? To treat both humans and monsters alike as mere meat, to suck their very essence dry? Even the depths of hell could not be so merciless.”
Namgoong Cheon gripped the hilt of his light blade with a devastated expression. The Mudang Sect Master, Gae Bang Bang-ju, and the other elite masters of the Murim Alliance trembled with their eyes squeezed shut. The pride they had cultivated while honing their martial arts toward the Tower’s summit shattered to pieces before this merciless machinery.
Yet in the very heart of this hellish slaughterhouse, my eyes behind my glasses gleamed with a coldness and rationality sharper than ever before.
“Everyone, focus. We don’t have time for tears. Did you think we came here for sightseeing?”
I pulled on latex gloves with precision and began scanning the massive purification facilities beyond the conveyor belts with a sharp, analytical gaze.
“Director Yoo Yi-soo. Do you see those compressors and centrifuges over there? Ultra-high-speed centrifuge technology that separates pure mana from living creatures’ blood. What’s the estimated cost?”
“Director, those machines process mana at rates hundreds of times greater than our Pocket Dimension Hospital’s entire power grid! If we patent this and install it in the hospital basement, we could build ten buildings in Gangnam without breaking a sweat—it’s a perfect jackpot!”
Yoo Yi-soo’s voice trembled with excitement as she projected a holographic tablet. Luna, gazing at the pipeline network, felt both shock and resolve crystallize within her.
“The spirits are suffering so much… we have to stop those horrible machines right now!”
“Insane… Director Kang, are you seriously calculating how to steal equipment from this horrific slaughter site?”
Namgoong Cheon asked in disbelief, but I straightened my chest with complete confidence.
“Steal? We’re issuing a seizure notice. Didn’t we confirm it clearly on the 16th Floor? This Tower isn’t a legitimate trial ground—it’s an illegal organ extraction factory run by cosmic thugs. Equipment from unlicensed illegal medical facilities must be confiscated and dismantled immediately. That’s the duty of a law-abiding citizen.”
My shameless capitalist rationalization left the Murim Alliance elders speechless.
“Kahahaha! That’s our Director for you—the strongest logistics in the universe! What’s this butcher shop compared to that! I’ll turn all those metal heaps into scrap iron for you!”
Ma Dong-tak flexed his massive forearms, making the veins bulge, and hoisted a steel crowbar triumphantly.
That’s when it happened.
Beep—!
Beeeep—!
Blaring red warning lights rotated throughout the factory as an ear-splitting mechanical alarm wailed through the air.
“Intruder detected. Intruder detected. Unauthorized organic entities have entered the refinement sector. Apprehend immediately and transport to the crushing line.”
A chilling mechanical female voice echoed from the void. Simultaneously, the sound of heavy metal scraping against the floor began emanating from the dark corridors surrounding our platform.
Screeeech. Boom. Screeeech. Boom.
What emerged from the darkness resembled biomechanical constructs far more than monsters.
Standing over three meters tall, their lower bodies consisted of infinite-track treads that rolled forward like tanks. Their upper bodies were grotesque masses of stitched-together human and orc corpses, but where their arms should have been, they bore massive chainsaws and hypodermic needles thick enough to pierce a person clean through. Heavy welding masks obscured their vision, and strapped to their backs were gas canisters that spewed an unidentifiable green anesthetic vapor.
“Wow, what is that? A robot? A zombie? The design looks absolutely terrible.”
“Implanting machinery into corpses—what a horrifying chimera!”
Ma Dong-tak furrowed his brow and adjusted his grip on the crowbar, while Luna trembled with revulsion and cried out.
“The dedicated butchers of the 17th Floor. Work drones optimized for bioelectric energy extraction. Kim Chun-sam, what do the scans show?”
In response to Jin-hyuk’s inquiry, Kim Chun-sam, transformed into his Ghost Rider form, flipped up his visor and briefed the analysis results.
“Master! Those creatures’ skin is covered in thick silicone and steel alloy—ordinary slashing attacks will just bounce off! And those syringes! Ultra-potent neurotoxin is dripping from the needle tips! Even a scratch will cause total body paralysis!”
“Paralytic toxin? Hmph, how vicious. They’re not even anesthetizing properly—they just want to paralyze them alive before grinding them in the crusher. This is the worst violation of medical ethics imaginable.”
Jin-hyuk snapped his latex-gloved fingers and laughed coldly.
“These rogue employees need proper labor management education. Ma Dong-tak! Elders! Everyone, prepare for combat! Keep your distance so those needles don’t touch you, and deflect those saw blades no matter what! Chun-sam, provide fire support from the rear!”
“Roger! Kicking out problem customers at the gym is my specialty!”
“Roooaarrr! You illegal strikers, taste the hellfire!”
Ma Dong-tak and Kim Chun-sam charged forward with battle cries. The Murim Alliance masters had no time to despair either. Rather than be ground up like livestock, they drew their blades with the resolve to be buried as mercenaries for the corrupt director.
“Tai Chi Infinite Sword! You monsters, don’t come any closer!”
The Wudang Sect Master surged forward, unleashing azure sword energy and deflecting the butcher’s chainsaw. Sparks erupted with a thunderous clang.
“These bastards are stronger than they look! And with those treads pushing forward, it’s hard to push them back!”
“Don’t try to overpower them, elders! Target the contact points where the treads meet the ground! Ma Dong-tak, rip off their gas canisters first!”
The moment Jin-hyuk’s order fell, Ma Dong-tak slid across the floor like a phantom. The butcher thrust the massive paralytic syringe at Ma Dong-tak’s chest, but he twisted his flexible waist to evade the needle, then circled behind the butcher’s back.
“How dare you try to inject illegal drugs! Confiscating the gas canister!”
Ma Dong-tak grabbed the valve connected to the massive gas canister hanging from the butcher’s back with his powerful bare hands.
“Hnnnngh!”
With the sound of muscles expanding, Ma Dong-tak’s incredible grip strength tore the thick steel pipe connecting the gas canister to the body clean off. As the pipe snapped, emerald anesthetic gas began spraying out like a fountain from the butcher’s back.
“Beris! Wind magic! Blow that gas back at them!”
“Got it! Ugh, this stench is disgusting! Wind Storm! Blow it all away!”
Beris, holding his nose from behind, swung his staff wide. A powerful gust of wind swept through, reversing the anesthetic gas pouring from the canister Ma Dong-tak had torn off, sending it back toward the butchers.
The butchers, hit directly by their own anesthetic gas, saw their treads’ movements become sluggish in an instant. Though they contained mechanical components, they were fundamentally driven by biological tissue, so they couldn’t escape the toxin’s effects.
“Nice combo! Chun-sam! Now’s your chance! Destroy those treads!”
“Yes, sir! Going in for the tire blowout!”
Kim Chun-sam raised the front hooves of his Nightmare form high and drove a hellfire kick into the infinite treads forming the butchers’ lower bodies.
Craaaash!
Snap!
The infinite tread tracks, struck by ultra-high flames and hooves carrying tons of force, bent like taffy and snapped apart. The butchers, their lower halves destroyed, lost their balance and tumbled grotesquely around the conveyor belt.
“Hahaha! You tin cans can’t do anything without your wheels, can you? Try some of my crowbar treatment, buddy!”
Ma Dong-tak’s merciless crowbar strikes rained down on the fallen butchers’ welding masks. Each time a mask crumpled, the butchers’ movements ceased forever. The Murim Alliance masters likewise severed the joints of the fallen creatures with precision, reducing dozens of butchers to scrap metal in moments.
The situation was over in just ten minutes.
The 17th Floor’s security system collapsed like harvested rice stalks before Jin-hyuk’s party’s overwhelming and violent demolition.
“Phew, looks like we’ve cleared the trash mobs. Now let’s grab the real prize.”
Jin-hyuk skillfully extracted a thick syringe from the fallen butcher’s corpse and shoved it into his medical bag, then approached the massive pipeline running across the center of the factory.
The pipeline was connected to a giant main valve where pure bioelectric energy, having passed through a compressor and centrifuge, gathered one last time before ascending to the upper floors. Through the transparent pipe flowed a dazzling mixture of brilliant blue and golden liquid. A single drop of this energy could make even a dying patient leap to their feet—the ultimate elixir.
“Look at that color. That’s the concentrated essence of heroes’ blood, sweat, and tears squeezed dry. Those bastards up top must have been gorging themselves silly all this time.”
Jin-hyuk tapped the pipeline with his finger and licked his lips.
“Master, are you going to break it? If the pipe cracks, the energy will scatter everywhere!”
When Kim Chun-sam asked worriedly, Jin-hyuk looked at him as if he were being ridiculous.
“Break it? Why would I break it, you tin can? That’s all money. You know what’s most precious in a hospital? Blood packs for transfusions and top-grade nutritional IV fluids. I’m going to intercept every drop of that energy.”
Jin-hyuk pulled out a drill, specialized mana hoses, and dozens of empty large drums from his medical bag. As the group watched endless containers pour out from his pocket dimension inventory, they couldn’t help but laugh in disbelief.
“Y-you, Director Kang. You’re saying you’ll drill through someone else’s factory pipes and steal—no, seize them?”
At Namgoong Cheon’s trembling question, I was already positioning the drill against the pipe.
“Steal? This is a legitimate tax collection and penalty seizure measure. Since those bastards gathered it illegally, as a virtuous citizen, I must confiscate it and return it to society—my wallet, that is.”
Whirrrrr—!
The adamantium drill spun, piercing through the thick pipeline’s surface. The moment a small hole opened, I swiftly connected a specialized mana hose and plugged the other end into an empty drum.
Whoooosh!
With a tremendous surge of hydraulic pressure, the brilliant concentrated bio-energy that should have flowed upward began cascading into my drum like a waterfall.
“Hahahaha! Jackpot! Absolute jackpot! Hey, Chun-sam! Once the drum’s full, cap it and get the next one ready! You spill even a drop, it comes out of your salary!”
“Y-yes! Yes, Master! Starting the pump!”
Kim Chun-sam and I moved in perfect synchronization, forcibly siphoning the concentrated energy. With each full drum, I swept it into my inventory. The ultimate delicacy meant for the Constellations at the Tower’s peak was being completely pilfered by a corrupt middle-manager doctor—an unprecedented catastrophe.
We were merrily seizing everything when it happened.
Whirrrrr—!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The entire factory’s pipeline system vibrated violently as red warning lights began flashing. The central control system had detected that energy wasn’t flowing upward—it was leaking at the midpoint.
“Warning. Warning. Critical pressure drop detected at Primary Main Valve. Leak detected. Extracted energy is dissipating.”
As the mechanical voice blared urgently, something massive tore through the darkness of the factory ceiling with a horrific ripping sound and crashed to the floor with a thunderous boom.
Craaaaaash!
As the dust cleared, what emerged was a monster of overwhelming size and grotesqueness—utterly incomparable to the butchers we’d faced moments before.
Its three-story-tall body was a writhing mass of animal organs and entrails tangled together and protruding outward, all wrapped in a thick transparent glass tube like a corset. Its massive arms were composed of enormous grinding saw teeth, and instead of eyes, nose, and mouth, its head bore only a grotesque giant vacuum pipe that sucked in souls.
[17th Floor Boss: Extraction Factory Director ‘Gluttony’]
[Traits: Endless Consumption, Forced Energy Absorption, All Organic Matter Pulverization]
“Grrrraaaaahhh! Who! What pathetic vermin dares intercept the tribute meant for that great one!”
A bone-chilling metallic screech erupted from Gluttony’s vacuum pipe head. The creature’s pipe-head swiveled, spotting me gleefully siphoning energy through the hose.
“You insignificant livestock! How dare you drill holes in my pipes?! My quota! My promotion opportunity is slipping away! I’ll grind and consume everything!”
Gluttony spun its massive grinding saw teeth arms frantically and charged toward me. With each rotation, the special alloy floor was shredded like paper, sending fragments flying.
“Wow, look at that thing’s size! It’s a walking blender!”
Ma Dong-tak stepped forward, adjusting his steel pry bar.
“Get back, Doctor! You keep draining the fluids! I’ll pull the power cord on this blender!”
“Wait, Director Ma! If you collide head-on with those saw teeth, your bones will be ground to dust! Don’t engage directly!”
I shouted urgently while gripping the hose. Gluttony’s grinder boasted a grinding force that could slice through even decent self-defense techniques like tofu.
“Kahahaha! Too late! Grind them all!”
Gluttony crossed both grinding arms and brought them down toward Ma Dong-tak. He frantically raised his steel pry bar in defense, but the moment the saw teeth touched it, a horrific grinding sound erupted as metal shavings flew and the bar began shredding relentlessly.
Screeeech!
“Ugh! The force is incredible! At this rate, it won’t be the bar that gets ground up—it’ll be my forearm!”
Ma Dong-tak gritted his teeth and stumbled backward.
“Elders! Unleash your sword energy! Target its joints!”
At my command, Namgoong Cheon and the Mudang Sect Master simultaneously released their sword energy. Crescent-shaped blades of blue light flew toward Gluttony’s body, but the moment they struck the transparent glass tube enveloping it, they bounced off harmlessly.
“It’s not working! That glass tube appears to have powerful reflective magic cast upon it!”
“Magic reflection? Then my spells won’t work either!”
Beris stomped his feet and shouted. Physical strikes were ground to dust in the blender, while magic and internal energy bounced off the glass barrier—the worst possible defense.
“Stop struggling, you livestock! My crusher can pulverize everything in this Tower into powder! Obediently become a lump of meat and surrender your energy!”
Gluttony raised the pipe head and let out a grotesque laugh. Ma Dong-tak’s steel crowbar was already worn down to nearly half its original length, hanging by a thread.
Yet in that moment of absolute crisis, my lips curved into a smile that was not merely composed but dripping with arrogance as I pulled the hose from the drum.
“Hey, blender head. You just said your mouth that you can pulverize everything in this Tower into powder?”
“That’s right! Even the scales of the mightiest dragon are nothing but dust before my gears!”
“Is that so? Then you must be an excellent crusher indeed. Lucky for me, I picked up something incredibly troublesome from the 16th Floor earlier. How about we test just how well you work?”
I reached into my pocket dimension inventory. And what I pulled out was not a weapon or magical tool.
It was a massive iron sack stuffed to bursting with tens of thousands of cursed coins that had been rolling around in Mammon’s slush fund vault, seized from the 16th Floor Casino vault.
“Know what this is? It’s a cursed metal lump that a demon bastard accumulated over hundreds of years through pure greed. In terms of physical hardness alone, it rivals adamantium. No matter how good your blender is, this’ll give you indigestion, won’t it?”
I smirked and hurled that massive iron sack straight into the center of Gluttony’s frantically spinning crusher arms with all my strength.
“Take this, you vile blender! This is interest payment from a loan shark!”
The sack was sucked directly into the gaps between Gluttony’s rotating crusher gears.
“Khahaha! Trying to stop my crusher with mere scrap metal… Huh? Wh-what?”
Crunch-crunch-crunch-crunch! Screeeech! Bang!
Before Gluttony could even finish his boast, a horrific metallic screech tore through the entire factory. The cursed coins, compressed with demonic greed and curses, possessed hardness incomparable to ordinary steel. As tens of thousands of those hard metal fragments poured into the ultra-high-speed rotating gears, the gears couldn’t chew through the coins and began spinning uselessly, generating tremendous friction heat in a frenzy.
“Krraaagh! Wh-what is this! The gears! My crusher won’t turn!”
“Of course it won’t, you idiot! Foreign objects are jammed in it—how do you expect the blender to work? Don’t you smell the motor burning?”
As my mocking shout rang out, bright red sparks and thick black smoke began pouring from the motor section of the gears. The overloaded crusher arms let out a terrible rupturing sound and ground to a complete halt.
With the supposedly invincible crusher broken, Gluttony became nothing more than a massive punching bag unable to use his arms.
“Director Ma! Now’s the time! The blender’s stopped, so break the glass barrier!”
“Hahaha! If the blender’s broken, we smash it with a hammer! Here comes the crowbar, hyung!”
Ma Dong-tak gripped the half-ground steel crowbar like a baseball bat and sprang upward like a coiled spring.
Whoooosh!
Crash!
Ma Dong-tak’s full-power swing struck the thick glass barrier encasing Gluttony’s abdomen dead-on. Magic reflection coating or not, it was still just glass before such overwhelming physical destructive force. The barrier shattered into fragments, and Gluttony’s grotesque innards spilled out in a torrent.
“Krraaagh! My belly! My digestive organs!”
“Chun-sam! Finish him!”
“Yes sir! Grilling the organs!”
Kim Chun-sam leaped onto the spilled innards and began frantically trampling them with the hellfire hooves of the Nightmare.
Sizzzzle!
“Aaaaaaaagh!”
A piercing scream erupted from Gluttony’s pipe head. The factory manager who had ruled the horrific slaughterhouse of the 17th Floor gradually turned to ash, wracked by the terrible agony of his broken crusher and burning innards.
Ding!
[The ruler of the 17th Floor, ‘Extraction Factory Manager Gluttony’ has been defeated!]
[The refining and extraction facilities have permanently ceased operation.]
[Ownership of the collected bioelectric energy is temporarily transferred to Gae-bang.]
“Nice. Clean surgery.”
I kicked aside a fragment of the crusher gears scattered on the floor and picked up my bag.
“Well then, esteemed elders! The situation is concluded. Surprised, weren’t you? I’ll be adding a hazard fee for saving your lives from being ground into pulp, plus the cost of those demon gold coin pouches I used earlier. I’ll tally it all up and attach it to your invoice. Oh, and I’m not accepting any objections.”
“Y-you heartless fiend! You’re far more terrifying than that monster!”
The Murim Alliance Elders wailed and beat the ground in despair, but I hummed cheerfully as I swept drum after drum of concentrated energy into my inventory.
The Kang Jin-hyuk Party had seized every delicacy meant for the divine table and completely dismantled the slaughterhouse itself.
Yet just as I closed the final lid on the last drum and turned my steps toward the 18th Floor Gate, something shifted.
Uuuuuung—!
Suddenly, the crimson gate leading to the 18th Floor began to glow with a blinding, pure white light. A sickly sweet and sacred fragrance permeated the blood-reeking factory interior, and from the ceiling came an eerie mechanical sound like the chorus of angels.
[EMERGENCY! EMERGENCY! Complete destruction of 17th Floor extraction process detected. Defective units are flowing backward through the harvest line.]
[18th Floor, Angels’ Purification Unit descending directly for heretic extermination.]
Accompanied by blinding radiance, otherworldly beings with massive pure white wings and gleaming halos materialized from beyond the gate, armed and pouring through in overwhelming numbers. They were the 18th Floor’s constellation supply troops, cloaked in hypocrisy far more horrifying than any demon.
The Murim practitioners froze once more before that overwhelming, sacred killing intent, but I simply smiled warmly, my gown fluttering around me.
“Oh, so this time the concept is angels? Excellent. I was just looking for some natural lighting fixtures for my hospital’s interior design.”

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