novelraw Chapter 77: Only a pervert would enjoy this kind of place
Chapter 77: Only a pervert would enjoy this kind of place
"What happened to you all?" Alexander asked when he returned and saw everyone’s eyes crying red.
"Charles!" Yui Hatano abruptly threw herself into Alexander’s arms, her arms tightly encircling him, her voluptuous chest pressing hard against his, her eyes red as she said:
"Charles, you really are a righteous good man!"
Hmm? What’s up with this woman, why does she look so strange?
We’ve only just met and these people don’t know me at all! There’s no need to be so moved!
"Charles!" The two male students looked at him with faces full of admiration. One of them asked excitedly:
"Charles, you really are a righteous hero! There are too few people like you, but... why were you so... tactful in the meeting room just now!"
After thinking for a long time, this male student finally replaced those unkind words like "bootlicker" with more polite ones.
Apparently, this young man has completely idolized Alexander, no longer as fearful as he was at the beginning.
On the contrary, he recalled the scene when Alexander was serving tea and cigarettes in the office. In the minds of young people, heroes should be flawless.
"Kid... Do you think being tactful is a bad thing? Serving tea and cigarettes is brown-nosing and spineless? Actually, those were all my strategies!" Alexander’s face was sacred, solemn like a church father, patting the young man and saying:
"Emotional intelligence is not equal to bootlicking. I, Charles, have been upright all my life, and I’m not the kind of person who only knows how to flatter but not to do real work!"
"It’s not that you are too righteous, but that you don’t put the people around you in your eyes. Arrogance is not talent, distance doesn’t make you stand out! If you don’t care about others, why should they care about you? If it’s not forced by life, who needs to bow and scrape? Learn, kid!"
The two males and one female, three high school students, had just turned adult and were chosen to come here.
At this moment, all three had eyes filled with admiration.
He’s too amazing, even though they don’t quite understand, but he’s just too amazing!
Not like the heroes in movies, who are quirky, arrogant, and conceited, and don’t care about ordinary people’s feelings.
Looking at the Charles in front of them, he is not only morally noble, willing to sacrifice himself for others, but also impeccable in dealing with worldly wisdom.
This is what a true all-around hero looks like!
Not only these young students, even Shohei Ogawa was moved.
If not forced by life, where does bowing and scraping come from, this sentence directly hit his heart’s defenses, unable to stop his eyes from getting moist.
"Sounds nice, but you’re just bootlicking!"
At this point, a disdainful snort interrupted the atmosphere.
Jerry’s eyes became even more resentful when he looked at Alexander.
Intentional, this is absolutely intentional!
Everyone ignored Jerry, no one had the time to.
Because Sam is here!
It’s daylight already, Sam’s appearance at this time clearly represents that the mission has officially begun, it’s time for the operation.
"Charles, come with me! The rest of you, listen and watch more, learn something!"
Sam walked in, opened his mouth, and led everyone forward.
At the front of the clinic, there is a sizable hall, next to which is the consultation room.
Inside the consultation room, there is a hidden door that allows one to peek through the crack to see the doctor’s position in the consultation room.
Not all patients are here just to buy human flesh and organs, there’s also a real treatment room next door, where Jack’s expensively hired ghost servant doctors are in charge of treating the ghosts who have bought human flesh. They make full use of everything, squeezing out the last bit of value.
Since the master ghost needs to collect fear values, the environment inside the clinic has to be as terrifying as possible, even more exaggerated than the meeting room.
There are terrifyingly bloody props everywhere, even the tiles on the floor are a kind of combination prop similar to forest ghost hands.
"Charles, this place is... so terrifying..."
Yui Hatano held tightly to the corner of Alexander’s clothes, her body almost pressing against his, shaking all over.
Everyone else was the same, this was not a question of courage.
With so many props, even if you’re the bravest person, coming in here is like being affected by four or five negative statuses. How could you not be scared!
Except for Alexander, who wasn’t affected at all.
If there weren’t other people around, he would be drooling.
"It’s glorious! Truly glorious!"
"Huh? What did you say?" Yui Hatano at his side hadn’t heard clearly, and her eyes widened.
"I mean this place is really horrible!" Alexander quickly said.
"You scared me, I thought I heard you complimenting this place! Only a pervert would like such a place!" Yui Hatano slapped her half-exposed chest, still shaking from the scare.
What a way to speak!
Alexander’s face darkened a bit.
Who’s she calling a pervert!
If not forced by life, who would want to decorate their home like this, do you think ghosts definitely like this terrifying style?
Do you know the despair of a ghost with OCD who has been scrubbing a bloody door for three days until his hands are patched with broken skin, yet the door is still bloody?
Do you know the feeling when Su Rong, being an elegant teacher, sees eyeballs and bones everywhere in the bathroom of the Blood Moon Middle School...
Okay, Su Rong seems quite happy, but that’s not the point! The point is that Alexander really had no choice!
He followed Sam with a sullen face and sat down behind the office desk.
Sam led the others into the secret door behind him and came over to whisper:
"Be very careful, call me if anything happens! Charles, you can’t afford to have any accidents! I am going to call the patients for you now!"
Seeing Alexander nod, Sam then went out.
It’s about to start!
Behind him, the chosen ones hiding in the dark room could barely see Alexander and his surroundings, they couldn’t even see what was sitting across the desk, all of them were nervous.
Soon, with the sound of footsteps approaching.
A slender man, whose pretty face exuded an excessive feminine aura, rushed in anxiously with his hand covered.
He dashed to Alexander’s side, abruptly handed over his covered hand, and said in a somewhat effeminate voice:
"Doctor, hurry up, I accidentally cut my finger while dancing, I’m going to die, hurry up and treat me!"
On that white finger was a half-centimeter wound, slowly healing.
If he had come a little later, the wound would probably have healed by itself!
Alexander was speechless, after looking seriously for a long time and seeing that the wound was about to heal, he said seriously:
"The injury is so severe that I’m afraid we might have to amputate it!"