Wan Jie Hospice Care Company

Chapter 80: Mao Liar

"Aibowu, he said he hid the alchemy furnace, is that true?" Xiang Yu asked Aibowu. "Can a mental patient bring things into your place? Especially metal items that are obviously illegal?"

"Brother, don't listen to this madman's nonsense." Ai Baiwu was used to these people talking nonsense, so he waved his hand dismissively. "The yard is searched very thoroughly. There's no way he could have brought that kind of thing in. Besides, we clean this yard every day. No matter how well he hides it, it will eventually be found. There's no way we can't find it."

"Fools will never find what I've hidden." The middle-aged man crossed his arms, not even glancing at the two of them. "You bunch of mediocre people will never see what I have in your lifetime."

Just as Ai Baiwu was about to lash out, Xiang Yu raised his hand and held him down.

He leaned close to Aibowu's ear and whispered, "I can get my hands on his alchemy furnace."

"Huh? Really, bro?" Ai Baiwu was skeptical. "This guy's just kidding—"

"Let me try."

As soon as he finished speaking, the laziness on Xiang Yu's face vanished completely in an instant.

He slowly stood up and walked step by step to the middle-aged man.

"I believe you." He leaned down, his eyes burning, as if he had finally found his one true confidant across a vast sea of ​​people. He grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulder. "Where is your alchemy furnace? These people are ignorant and foolish. Only I understand you. In my eyes, your experiment is the greatest experiment in human history!"

"You understand me?!" The middle-aged man looked at Xiang Yu with an incredulous gaze. "Everyone in this world is so ignorant. Only in this mental hospital are there a few people who understand me—but we are ultimately not on the same path."

Xiang Yu's lips curled up slightly.

"Of course." His voice was soft, but every word struck a chord deep within. "But who do you take me for?"

"I work for Bureau 404."

"Bureau 404 specializes in searching for things that ordinary people can't understand. Today, I'm here to take you out of there."

"What—Bureau 404?" The middle-aged man froze. "I've never heard of it—"

"Bureau 404 is a shadow department set up by the government to prevent public panic. We have seen ghosts, things that ordinary people cannot accept, countless incomprehensible events, and countless people like you who seem crazy to outsiders but actually know the truth."

"Moreover, each of us possesses abilities that ordinary people cannot comprehend, which we use to deal with those bizarre phenomena that humans cannot handle." Xiang Yu handed a knife to the middle-aged man and pointed to his abdomen. "Want to try it?"

After receiving the knife, the middle-aged man stabbed Xiang Yu in the chest without hesitation.

Xiang Yu raised an eyebrow. This guy was quite cautious. He had told him to stab his stomach, but he insisted on stabbing his chest.

But there is no difference.

With a crisp sound, the knife snapped in two, and the middle-aged man froze. He stared down at the broken blade in his hand, then looked up at Xiang Yu's unharmed chest, a few trembling words escaping his throat: "You—you really do have special abilities—"

Suddenly, as if he had seized upon a flaw, he shrieked, "No! You're wearing armor! You're wearing armor!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

A smile played on Xiang Yu's lips as he reached out and snatched the broken half of the knife, pinching it between his fingertips and flicking it casually—

"rub!"

The broken blade sank easily into the brick wall beside him, leaving only the tip of the blade trembling slightly outside the wall.

The middle-aged man's pupils suddenly contracted.

To deflect a broken knife with the force of a bullet—this is something no human could ever do.

His gaze, fixed on the corner, began to tremble uncontrollably, and he murmured, "Really—you really are—"

Then Xiang Yu flicked the blade again, and the other half of the broken knife slowly sank into the wall next to the middle-aged man's ear, leaving only a deep, unfathomable wound in the wall.

"Gulp." The middle-aged man swallowed.

"You're afraid of death, aren't you?" Xiang Yu laughed. "Those who want to live forever are always the most afraid of death."

"No, you're an official—you won't kill me, right?" the middle-aged man said, trembling.

He smiled but remained silent.

"You won't kill me, you won't kill me—hehe, you won't kill me!"

He became more and more excited as he talked, and then he started laughing.

"Hahaha—I knew it! Someone would understand my project!"

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The next moment, he knelt down with a thud, crawled to Xiang Yu's feet, and clung tightly to his leg, his face streaked with tears: "You're an official—that's wonderful! After we get out, you absolutely have to arrange a laboratory for me! We'll split the results!"

He glanced furtively at Xiang Yu's expression, then hurriedly changed his tune: "No, no, no, all the results are yours! I don't want anything else, I just want success, I just want that one pill, that's enough!"

Then he said to the old man, "Old man, take out the alchemy furnace. I have finally met someone who understands me."

"Boss, he's definitely lying to you. He couldn't possibly have brought it in—" As soon as Ai Bowu finished speaking, he saw something unbelievable.

When the old man heard the words "alchemy furnace," the madness on his face suddenly stopped.

Then, he grinned and smiled.

There was an indescribable eeriness in that smile. He reached into his hospital gown and pulled out a piece of broken glass.

Holy crap!!!

Aibowu's pupils constricted, and almost instinctively he lunged forward, trying to stop him.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The old man held the broken glass, aimed it at his stomach, and slashed it hard.

His belly split open with a snap.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, turning the gray walls red in an instant.

However, what surged out of that wound was not intestines, nor blood-splattered internal organs, but an ancient and mottled alchemy furnace about thirty centimeters tall.

"Thump."

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The alchemy furnace rolled to the ground, hitting the tiles with a dull thud.

The old man then slumped down, his eyes rolled back, and he became completely still.

Holy crap!!!

Ai Baiwu sprang to his feet, his face pale, and screamed at the door, "A patient is self-harming! Call an ambulance and get someone to help!!!"

Shouts pierced the corridor, and the entire mental hospital was thrown into chaos. The sounds of running footsteps, the clanging of metal carts, and...

The caregivers' shouts came from all directions.

But Xiang Yu never looked at any of this again.

He slowly walked to the alchemy furnace, squatted down, and picked it up inch by inch.

The furnace was still warm, stained with blood.

The instant my fingertip touched the furnace wall... [Congratulations on completing the optional quest!]

[Reward obtained: Bloodstained Alchemy Furnace.]

The scene around him was quietly collapsing and reshaping before his eyes: the cold gray walls, the snow-white bed, the limp old man, and the pale-faced Aibowu—all turned into flowing light and shadow, silently distorting.

Congratulations on entering the world.

[Current coordinates: World Cluster 7 - World Group 94 - World System 72 - Earth-like World 36]