Thriller Paradise

Chapter 471



Chapter 471: Cursed Hospital (9)

After leaving the nursery, Feng Bujue was in a very bad mood. He thought after completing such a high difficulty mission, at least he would be rewarded with a perfect quality equipment or something but he only got a plot item…

Name: Meal Card

Type: Plot Item

Quality: normal

Function: Can be used to purchase a set of work meal at the hospital 1f cafeteria

Whether it can be taken out of the scenario: No

Remark: An employee card for the workers at Xue Song Jun Public Hospital. The card needs to be topped up with money by the workers at the cafeteria themselves.

“Completing the side quest earns me a plot item that cannot be turned into a puzzle card, so this means… this thing will be necessary to complete another side quest.” Feng Bujue analysed. “After paying such a horrible price, I only got this card, I couldn’t just throw it away… so I will have to go and trigger another quest that will use this thing…” He put the meal card away and sighed. “This scenario looks like you are free to do nothing but actually it is filled to the brim with side quests.”

“He he he…” The laughter rang again as if signalling for the player to keep moving.

“Room 125 is it…” Brother Jue followed the voice and soon came to the door of a pediatric sickroom. He glanced at the door number and then reached for the door. The door wasn’t locked and opened easily. For that few seconds, Brother Jue was worried that the notification, ‘the door is locked’ might pop up and he would go and find another key somewhere else.

“he he… uncle, you’re finally here.” The girl sat at the edge of the bed. Her face was still covered by her curtain of hair and the red dress popped in the darkness.

“Ah… yes.” Feng Bujue said, “Based on our promise, I’m here to help comb your hair.”

The girl slowly stood up and walked around the bed to the dresser. She pulled open the drawer to take out a large mirror with a large frame. She moved very slowly and every move gave off a strange presence. And it only made people more curious… what she looked like.

After fixing the mirror, the girl found a chair and sat down. She turned her face to the mirror and behind the long hair came the airy voice, “I wish to have a hair braid.”

“Oh… Sure.” Feng Bujue took out the comb from his pocket. “Since you have such long hair… how about two braids?”

“Okay.” The girl’s tone dropped icier for some reason. If this was a horror movie, the atmosphere was already pitched at a point that something scary was about to happen…

At this point, everyone knew that when the girl’s hair was parted away, something bad would happen. Feng Bujue naturally knew that as well but he did not mind it since his Terror Points would not fluctuate, so he had nothing to worry about. Brother Jue took big steps to stop behind the girl and placed his hands before the girl’s forehead. When his fingers reached into her hair, a chill run through his fingers…

Without hesitation, Feng Bujue parted the hair away. The next second, he saw an extremely scary face in the mirror. The girl appeared human but her face had a scale like skin. She had 8 eight eyes, 4 on each sides, going down vertically. And she had no nose, her mouth had no lips but two rows of fangs. Since there was no light in the room, Feng Bujue placed the flashlight on the table and aimed it at the girl. With the light shining from that angle, even a human face would appear scary much less a monster’s face. But Feng Bujue was unfazed. Like nothing was out of place, he helped the girl comb her hair.

“Uncle, do you like to listen to stories?” At that moment, the girl suddenly spoke.

“Sure…” Feng Bujue answered calmly, but his mind was thinking. [Another side mission? Or… a further reveal of the plot?]

“Then how about I tell you a story?” The girl continued.

“Go ahead….” Feng Bujue said, “I am very slow at this combing stuff.” When he said ‘very slow’, he meant ‘he had no idea how to do it’…

Obviously, a man who would take an hour to tie his shoelace wouldn’t know how to braid a person’s hair. Actually Brother Jue’s mind had gone blank when the girl said she wanted her hair braided. The suggestion of a double braid was just a method to draw out time…

“A long time ago, this place wasn’t a hospital…” The girl began.

[Well, that is not a good start…] Just that first half of a sentence caused Feng Bujue to mock. [You’re not going to tell me this place used to be a cemetery, right?]

“…but a cemetery.” The girl confirmed his thought.

[Just how cliched can this get?] Feng Bujue thought.

“According to rumors, it was a desecrated land.” The girl continued. “The souls that were buried here will never find peace. And those who wander here for too long will have misfortune befall them…”

[Then who the hell decided to build a hospital here?] Feng Bujue shouted internally.

“One day, a greedy man came here…” The girl said, “he used illegal government funding and forcibly claim the use of this cursed land with a cheap price… and wiped out the cemetery to build this hospital.”

“Okay… I seems to understand many things now…” feng Bujue added.

“The hospital took a long time to build and many accidents happened during the construction. The team had been swapped many times but the greedy man did not care about it and insisted on his plan to build the hospital.” The girl continued. “Finally, the hospital was done. This cursed land became a cursed hospital. Every day… many people stepped into this desecrated plot that they should never have stepped into…” She paused. “Some of them manage to leave but others… can’t. And even for those who left… the shadow of misfortune will follow them for a long time, like an invisible energy eventually drawing them back to this place…”

The girl’s airy voice became more gravelly as the story continued and her tone slowly got laced… with hatred and resentment.

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