A Healer’s Journey

Overall, the entire UnderNet served as a middleman between those seeking help and those being asked for help.

Therefore, besides being able to issue various tasks, those with abilities could also nominate themselves.

Similar to job hunting, it allowed those in need to make a choice.

At that moment, what Finnegan saw in that window was a category for self-recommendation designed to assist those in need of help.

However, compared to the issuance of tasks, there were fewer people posting there.

In the past, Finnegan naturally had no interest in such matters, as he always advocated the principle that a doctor should not recommend himself.

However, positive energy needed to be used for healing and saving lives. Additionally, those who could access UnderNet were inevitably people with relatively high status and positions in reality.

Upon thinking of that, Finnegan, who had a plan in mind, immediately posted a message. The miracle doctor, with a mere touch, can cure diseases. Those seeking treatment are required to provide their true identity. Fees will be discussed after the diagnosis!

When he clicked confirm, the customer service window popped up again: We’ve detected that you’re posting long-term content. May we know the payment method for UnderNet commission?

Finnegan sighed. “D*mn, this UnderNet really charges you for everything!”

Cursing under his breath, Finnegan responded to the customer service: The patient pays for the treatment!

Customer Service responded: The post has been published. Once a deal is struck with the doctor. UnderNet will charge a commission of one million!

The corners of Finnegan’s mouth twitched slightly.

Looking at the dozens of posts under the window, he counted the nearly thousand task rewards in the other category windows. D*mn, UnderNet is loaded with money! A successful deal will yield them a commission of one million. I wonder how the rewards are determined.

Finnegan knew just by thinking about it that the number was astronomical. He couldn’t help but swallow hard. “It seems I need to consider this UnderNet seriously. It’s a gold mine!”

Thud, thud, thud…

door, followed by the housekeeper’s voice.

“Understood!”

response, Finnegan disconnected from UnderNet, turned off his computer, left his room, and went downstairs.

in a form-fitting long dress gracefully approached. “Dinner is

of the last time he had disciplined Mandy. He asked, “Do you have a bit of a masochistic tendency? I treated you that way last time, yet you seem to hold no resentment

lips quivered as the memory of the torment she endured from Finnegan after Josephine’s mishap

“It was my lack of foresight that almost implicated Ms. Rivers. It’s only right that you reprimand me. I have no reason

made her blush

stairs. “No need. Finnegan is taking

in a manner that seemed to declare something. “I must thank you for your thoughtfulness. However, from now on, I’ll be taking care of Finnegan’s meals, so there’s no need for

twitched slightly. She’s going to announce the news so quickly? Why does it

shifted slightly but quickly returned to normal.

arm, responded with a natural smile, “Finnegan and I are engaged. We’re practically half-married. I thought I’d move in first, and once

discomfort in her

on her face. “That’s great. I should head back now, but if you two are free sometime, please

left depressingly after nodding at

wasn’t around, Mandy can’t find an opportunity to connect with

failed to fulfill Howard’s

moved in and carried herself as if she

with Finnegan

Mandy was. He gently embraced Bernice. “My dear, I didn’t expect you to be protective of me.

mother was right. I should keep a close eye on you. Now, I feel that moving in here was the right decision.”

she reached out and grabbed Finnegan’s ear. “You better confess. How many meals have you actually had at Mandy’s place? Have you been eating there ever since Mr.

about it, he realized he did eat most of his meals

Finnegan knew that he absolutely couldn’t admit to it. “When would I have the time to

it, Bernice would certainly not believe it.

suitable number of times, only then would Bernice believe it.