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…

moment, there was a knock at the door, followed by the housekeeper’s voice. “Mr. Larkin, Ms. Mandy Langdon

“Understood!”

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

gracefully approached. “Dinner is almost ready. Would

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

the memory of the torment she endured from Finnegan after Josephine’s mishap surfaced

“It was my lack of foresight that almost implicated Ms. Rivers. It’s only right that you

to speak about the matter that made her blush immensely, Mandy asked, “Shall we have dinner

who had already packed up, conveniently descended the stairs. “No need. Finnegan

to Finnegan, taking his arm 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

the news so quickly? Why does it seem

but quickly returned to normal. “Ms. Zimmerman has moved in?”

smile, “Finnegan and I are engaged. We’re practically half-married. I thought I’d move in first, and once our feelings have deepened, we’ll get married straight

felt an inexplicable discomfort in her

head back now, but if you two

after nodding at

Mandy can’t find an opportunity to connect

failed to fulfill Howard’s

that point, Bernice had moved in and carried herself

connecting with Finnegan had diminished, even

Mandy was. He gently embraced Bernice. “My dear, I didn’t

eye on you. Now, I feel that

How many meals have you actually had at Mandy’s place? Have you been eating there ever since

he realized he did eat most of his meals

that he absolutely couldn’t admit to it. “When would I have the time to go there every day? I’ve only been there two

never did it, Bernice would certainly not believe it.

setting the lock a suitable number of times, only then would Bernice believe it.