Ita Era

Chapter 100 The Embalmer

Back in his hospital room, Kuangshi's gaze towards Ding Shi had changed. No wonder he was a policeman; there was such a strong sense of security about him. In the past three days, Kuangshi had only left the room three times to relieve himself, and those were all around 8 or 9 am when it was busiest. He used his urination time to water the plants on the balcony.

The head nurse started work at 3 p.m., visited Ding Shi first, and then reminded him: "Try not to leave the ward at night. There are rumors that a gun-wielding maniac has appeared in the hospital. I'm not sure if the news is true or false, but it's never a bad thing to be safe."

Ding Shi responded like an NPC: "Okay."

The ore bristled, and he thought the head nurse was conveying a message through NPC Ding, saying, "Is this never going to end?"

The head nurse smiled and left the ward.

At 6 p.m., the caregiver brought dinner. This dinner was customized according to the patient's condition. It was extremely unpalatable, with no oil or salt. The vegetables were not meant to be eaten with rice; the rice was meant to be eaten with the vegetables.

The ore was long-winded, but you can't blame him; people in this age of smartphones find nothing interesting without them. Ding Shi crawled into bed to train his Force, discovering that it could be used not only for offense but also for defense. The key was to switch quickly and skillfully.

An opponent thrusts a knife at the chest, but the Force gathers in the chest, blocking the blow. The opponent sheathes the knife, disperses the Force in the chest, and distributes it to the fist, strength, agility, etc., rendering the opponent unable to resist with a single punch.

I fell asleep while practicing.

When I woke up again, the mineral was already asleep. The system time was 11:11 PM, and I was overcome with the urge to urinate.

Just as Ding Shi was about to get out of bed, the ward door opened gently, as if blown open by a soft breeze. A beautiful woman in a hospital gown appeared in the doorway. Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her face was as white as paper, she had a pair of purple lips, and a pair of completely white eyes.

Translation: Hair straightened, powder applied thickly, and lipstick purple. As for the completely white eyes…

Damn, obsessive-compulsive ghost!

Ding Shi rolled out of bed and hid behind it. The beautiful woman floated into the ward and went straight to the balcony. The window opened silently. She reached into the flowerpot and lifted the plant, roots and all. Ding Shi immediately smelled a strong odor of urine and wondered, "Is this some kind of new succulent?"
The beautiful ghost began to stir up the soil inside the flowerpot.

Then came the next pot, and the next one, and then he turned and stared blankly at the ward.

Ding Shi guessed that she was looking for something, which might be buried in the flowerpot or hidden somewhere else.

The ore woke up for some reason, and when it opened its eyes, it was startled to see Ding Shi squatting beside it. Ding Shi immediately gestured, "Shh!"

There are four beds; Kuangshi and Dingshi are in beds number 2 and 3 respectively.

When Ore turned his head, he saw the beautiful ghost by the window. Ding Shi promptly slapped him and covered his mouth. Ore could only stare wide-eyed to express his fear.

The beautiful ghost moved. She went to bed number 4, flipped up the mattress, and bent down to look under the bed.

Ding Shi waved and crouched down as he walked towards the door. Kuang Shi got off the bed, not daring to look for his shoes, and followed Ding Shi.

The moment the ore got out of bed, the beautiful ghost teleported to his bedside and began rummaging through his belongings. If the ore had left even a moment later, according to the rules of the Obsessive Ghost, she would have killed any creature that stood in her way.

The two of them had barely stepped out the door when a plaintive, ethereal female voice, humming and moaning, came from the direction of the stairwell, seemingly from the third floor.

Why are they all female ghosts?
The answer is that girls tend to be more obsessive.

Example: Attitude towards children.

Boy: Descendants will have their own blessings; just do your best.

Girl: You are my everything, you are my everything. I'd be happy just to help you poop, even if you're twelve years old. If her husband dares to say a bad word about the child, a cold war is inevitable.

The ore whispered, "It's not usually haunted." With nowhere else to go, the two of them squatted in the corner.

As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened, and the beautiful ghost floated out of the ward and floated forward. The two hurriedly made way so as not to block her way.

Deep in the corridor, a patient left their ward to go to the restroom, making loud noises and coughing, which caused the beautiful ghost to turn around. Normally, the beautiful ghost wouldn't take any further action unless she saw the object of her obsession.

The beautiful ghost seemed to have spotted her obsession and immediately set her sights on the ore 5 meters away.

Terrified, the ore asked, "Should I run?"

Ding Shi: "Take it off." If you don't know what your obsession is, then take it all off.

The ore was also formidable; without hesitation, it took off its shirt and tossed it aside. The beautiful ghost teleported to the shirt, which floated up and stopped in front of it.

The beautiful ghost reached out, and a ballpoint pen, which had been tucked into the pocket of her hospital gown, slipped out and landed in her hand. After examining it intently for a moment, the pen exploded into powder, and the beautiful ghost roared in fury.

Is it that you found it and are now angry because you see the object and are reminded of the person? Or is it that you didn't find it and are now angry because you were disappointed?
A woman's heart is already hard to fathom, but a female ghost's heart is even more unpredictable.

Ding Shi slowly retreated, and the ore followed him to the nurses' station, but the nurses were nowhere to be found.

The mournful song seemed to have descended to the second-floor stairwell. Ding Shi turned his head and saw an elderly woman in a cheongsam coming down from the third floor and appearing at the stairwell. The old woman, dressed in jewel-encrusted attire, continued to utter that ethereal female voice.

Ding Shi heard the words clearly: "My lord, are you hungry? If you are hungry, tell your master's wife..."

Wow, this is also an ethical story. Ita, what you're doing is really wrong.

The ore murmured, "Why are we so unlucky?"

Ding Shi: "Is it possible that it's because we're players?"

The ore exclaimed in surprise, "So you're a player!" Its voice was quite loud, and both the old ghost and the beautiful ghost looked over.

The two poor little ones trembled with fear, trying their best to crouch against the wall and minimize their presence.

The two ghosts slowly drifted over, and the ore said sadly, "It's over, I'm going to be reunited with my wife."

Ding Shi asked in surprise, "Is your sadness over? Or are you reunited with your wife?"

The fact that the two ghosts didn't go berserk suggests they didn't find the object they were fixated on. However, since they had their eyes on the ore and Ding Shi, the possibility of them searching for it cannot be ruled out. After all, it's just a ballpoint pen; where couldn't it be hidden? The stomach, the large intestine—anywhere could fit a ballpoint pen.

In a moment of inspiration, Ding suddenly stood up, reached over the nurses' station counter, pulled out a ballpoint pen, and flung it at the old woman.

The pen struck the old ghost woman. Before she could react, the beautiful ghost woman teleported in front of her, grabbed the pen as it was about to fall, and then grabbed the old ghost woman's body. The attack triggered the old ghost woman's counterattack mechanism, and she immediately pounced and bit the beautiful ghost woman. The beautiful ghost woman's counterattack mechanism was also triggered, and the two began biting each other.

The old ghost swung her hand, and the beautiful ghost crashed into the wall, forming a human shape. The beautiful ghost raised her hands and pulled the old ghost towards her, sucking its neck into her hands and strangling it desperately. Both screamed incessantly, neither giving an inch.

"Retreat," Ding Shi called out.

"Where?"

"Men's restroom." The beautiful ghost is beautiful, and the old woman ghost is wealthy. Given their circumstances in life, they didn't need to peep in the men's restroom. This greatly reduces the likelihood that they would go to the men's restroom to search for their obsessions.

To avoid the possibility of a gun-wielding killer hiding in the toilets, Ding Shi checked every stall, sighing inwardly: "The people of Ham Town have it so tough."

The fighting outside suddenly stopped. Ding Shi peeked out and saw that the two ghosts had vanished. Perhaps they went for a stroll hand in hand, or perhaps they perished together.

Ding Shi seized the opportunity to relieve himself and turned around to say, "I need to go to the morgue."

The ore didn't understand: "Why?"

Ding Shi replied, "Because I'm a policeman."

The ore was momentarily blinded by Ding Shi's righteous light and asked, "What should I do?"

Ding Shi said, "You can sleep and pee here, and you can drink water if you're thirsty. Isn't it more convenient than a hospital ward? Or do you want to come with me?"

The ore waved its hands repeatedly, saying, "This place is fine, very fine."

……

There is no elevator in the hospital building. There is a light every three to five meters in the corridor, but the stairwell is pitch black.

There are two staircases, one on the east and one on the west. The staircase on the east is a normal staircase, while the staircase on the west is a sloping staircase, suitable for wheelchairs and gurneys.

Ding Shi took the west staircase. He didn't have proper lighting equipment and could barely see the sloping stairs by relying on the light from the stairwell entrance.

Upon reaching the first floor, Ding Shi heard an old woman singing in the hallway, which sent a chill down his spine. He quickened his pace and headed downstairs.

Walking to the end of the corridor, they reached the door. Light flickered inside. Ding Shi leaned against the door. A moment later, a man in a black robe and hood walked past, carrying a candle, followed by a second man in a black robe. Behind them was a cart with a man on it—it was unclear whether he was a corpse or alive. Two women in black robes followed behind the cart.

They came from the back door.

The only rule is that the morgue sends bodies through the back door and then to the funeral home. How could there be a situation where bodies are sent through the back door to the morgue?
Ding Shi hid in the darkness and followed the others. They walked through the corridor for a while and arrived at the morgue.

This morgue is quite different from modern morgues. It doesn't have any gatehouse facilities; it's just rows of freezers. The mortuary is located inside the morgue.

The mortuary platform is located in the center of the morgue, where a female corpse lies, covered with a white sheet. A woman dressed as a mortician is applying makeup to the body.

The mortician put away his eyebrow pencil: "All done."

Two men in black robes lifted the shelf beneath the woman's body, opened freezer number 5, placed the body inside, and then closed the freezer.

The morgue had no electric lights, or at least no lights were turned on; the only lighting was white candles placed around the perimeter.

When the mortuary arrived, they placed the trolley flat beside the table. The man in black robes carried the man from the trolley onto the mortuary table and secured him. Then, the two men in black robes, assistants to the mortician, opened freezer number 0.

Inside freezer number 0, there was a trolley covered with a white cloth, which was pulled to the side of the counter.

The mortician lifted the white sheet, revealing a half-crippled monster inside.

While Ding Shi considered it a corpse, calling it alive seemed unlikely. Its abdominal cavity was completely open, revealing only a pair of lungs. It was also missing a left hand and a right foot. For now, let's call it a monster.

The man and woman in black robes began to light more candles, which were placed on the ground to surround the mortuary. They sat on the ground, chanting incantations.

The mortician chanted something with a devout expression, her voice suddenly rising in a loud voice, causing the candlelight to ignite. After a long while, the mortician stopped, and the others continued. The mortician picked up a scalpel and cut open the chest of the man on the trolley. The man suddenly awoke with a start, screaming in terror and struggling desperately, but his body was limp and he was restrained, unable to move at all.

A humanoid wisp of black smoke fell from above and entered the monster's body. Then another wisp appeared, and every three seconds a black shadow would sink into the monster's body.

The mortician removed the man's heart and implanted it into the monster's body, watching the heart intently as he chanted an incantation. Half a minute later, the heart began to beat, and the mortician's incantation suddenly became more intense. After the black smoke stopped falling, everyone stopped chanting.

The group skillfully pushed the monster into freezer number 0, the mortician treated the wounds of the deceased man, and the group of men in black robes took a corpse from freezer number 5 and pushed it towards the back door.

Ding understood the process.

Four people escorted the living person A into the morgue through the back door. The mortician cut off a part of the living person and attached it to the monster's body. A was then placed in freezer number 5.

Another team of four took living person B to the morgue, cut off a part of the living person and attached it to the monster's body. B was put into a freezer, and the four-person team took away A's corpse.

The question is, why keep A's body in the freezer until B's surgery is completed? Ding Shi boldly guesses it's because of the soul; the wisps of black smoke are the manifestation of the soul. Once A's soul essence has been drained, the body can be disposed of.

The sound of a trolley rang out again, and another person was brought to the morgue. The mortician instructed people to put the man whose heart had been removed into freezer number 5. The next steps were exactly the same, except that this time a woman was brought in.

Just as the mortician was about to cut open the woman's chest, a crossbow bolt pierced his skull, and all the believers stood up. Ding Shi turned and ran, and the believers chased after him, following the sound.

A crossbow bolt flew from the darkness, piercing the chests of two believers. Then another, and another, felling two more. Only four believers remained, running towards Ding Shi.

Ding Shi punched a man in black robes in the Adam's apple with his four fingers, shattering the thyroid cartilage and causing internal bleeding that led to the man's suffocation.

The so-called four-finger fist is formed by bending the four fingers other than the thumb, so that the tip of each finger presses on the soft flesh of the third joint of the finger, and the fist eye created by the second joint is parallel to the arm.

The advantage of the four-finger fist over the traditional fist is its smaller striking area and more concentrated power. In actual combat, its main purpose is to attack the Adam's apple. Although women do not have an Adam's apple, the structure of their throat is similar, so the same strike can achieve a good effect.

After dealing with the black-robed believer, Ding Shi returned to the morgue, retrieved the two crossbow bolts, and looked up at the ceiling. There, surrounded by black smoke, was an inverted cross—the symbol of Satanism.

Ding Shi looked at the monster. Its body was missing many organs, but all the existing organs were alive and showed no signs of being stitched up.

Ding Shi didn't recognize the woman being used as a sacrifice. He dragged her onto the cart and kicked it aside. He took a dozen burning candles and threw them into the monster's opened abdomen.

As the flames burned, a system notification appeared: Eliminate the evil spirit and gain 100 work points.

In the firelight, a terrifying face roared and struggled, accompanied by defiant howls, its contorted features resembling the bald-headed character in the oil painting "The Shout." Finally, the black smoke dissipated, turning into specks of golden light.

System notification: You have gained 50 points of Yin Virtue.

Detailed explanation: Rescuing 5 trapped souls.

Ding Shi wanted to know the specific effects of Yin Virtue, but the system had already explained everything it could. Ding Shi glanced regretfully at the girl on the cart, thinking he should have waited until then to accumulate 60 points of Yin Virtue.

You can't think like that. Even though I've never been to a police academy, never worn a uniform, and never received any education, I am still a police officer. My moral standards have to be raised as high as possible.

(End of this chapter)