Doomsday Wonderland

Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1180: She Has to Save the World Barehanded

Chapter 1180: She Has to Save the World Barehanded

As Lin Sanjiu buried her face in the stack of files, she wished that all of this was just a dream. If she knew this was going to happen, she thought it would have been better to convert to the mushroom society. She let out a low moan from her throat and then swiftly put Puppeteer’s file into her card inventory.

She read every word on the files repeatedly, but the more she read, the more disheartened she felt.

As she suspected, Puppeteer had indeed had lost his head. She couldn’t help but hope that at least he would have his nose or chin remaining. However, according to the description in the file, he didn’t even have his neck; his body’s highest command had become his collarbone. Due to the unique and severe nature of his injuries, the cost of his treatment was 29 points, way more than the 8 points Lin Sanjiu owed. Fortunately, being Puppeteer, he didn’t lack anything to use as collateral: “The hospital has collected enough collateral as treatment fees to sustain life.”

Worse news followed. His headless state couldn’t be restored by Lava Wound Recovery Ointment. He clearly needed a series of complex medical procedures such as Skull Reconstruction Surgery and Facial Restoration Surgery. His head needed to be regrown before discussing anything like High-efficiency Nutrient Fluids. The overall cost was stated as “The chief attending physician will propose a treatment plan after obtaining the consent of the family members and provide a rough estimate of the number.”

Indeed, this was a unique aspect of Puppeteer’s admission form—he required consent from family members.

Why? Because this person was currently lying in the ICU, unconscious and unaware of his surroundings. After all, having lost his head, it was already remarkable that he could still be alive. But where could she find Puppeteer’s family members? Moreover, where was the ICU?

“Oh,” Lin Sanjiu said, slapping her forehead. The price for the ICU was double that of a regular patient room, and Puppeteer couldn’t voluntarily choose whether to continue renting it since he couldn’t decide for himself. So, every time the game entered a new round, his debt increased by 10 points.

In other words, he hadn’t moved, but he already owed 49 points.

Mrs. Manas, representing her subconscious, began to look for a way out. “You have nothing to do with him. So, you don’t need to take this responsibility upon yourself, especially since you are the one who has mud stuck to you—”

Lin Sanjiu waved her hand weakly, ignoring her subconscious.

The next admission form belonged to Bohemia. Under the same red stamp, she looked displeased in her photo, with her mouth pouting like a catfish.

“Not too bad, not too bad,” Lin Sanjiu said, looking at the form. She relaxed her shoulders and heaved a long sigh. “She owes 8 points, just like me… Oh, she’s missing her right hand, but her arm is still there.”

“Check which patient room she is in,” Mrs. Manas urged as if she didn’t know.

“There is no patient room number at all.” Lin Sanjiu flipped through the forms several times and compared it to Yuan Xiangxi’s form. “Not only her, but none of the patients have patient room numbers.”

Next, she briefly glanced at the admission forms of Ya Jiang and Gardenia Mori. Each had a different level of debt, but they were all more or less the same. It wasn’t until the end that she picked up her own admission form.

A photo that seemed to have been taken secretly, crookedly stuck to the admission form, almost falling off, looked back at her in surprise.

“The patient colluded with another unidentified male, robbed the payment counter, attacked the guards, and intruded into the hospital’s bas.e.m.e.nt management. The hospital has made judgments on both of them.” Unlike the printed text from before, this handwriting was sloppy, probably written in a hurry. Did that female NPC write this in her office?

As Lin Sanjiu silently read, she flipped to the next page; unexpectedly, her full-body image appeared on the second page, showing a complete left arm and various other images of wounds, scars, and internal organ perspectives.

“Both individuals will be transformed into hospital employees. Considering that it is currently difficult to arrest them, you can first transform the companions of the patient (such as Bohemia and others) into hospital employees and then induce…” At this point, the handwriting shook abruptly, and a long tear appeared on the paper. Apparently, that was when the female NPC was tackled by Lin Sanjiu.

The admission forms trembled and cl.u.s.tered in her fingers, making an indistinct sound. It was hard to tell whether it was the pounding of her blood vessels or a mixture of fear and anger. Lin Sanjiu took out Bohemia’s admission form and carefully examined it again, but she couldn’t find anything unusual. Her heart finally settled down slightly. However, she couldn’t sit still anymore and quickly stuffed all the files back into her card inventory, preparing to stand up. After all, Hei Zeji had been captured for quite a while now.

“Hold on, take it out!” Mrs. Manas suddenly exclaimed.

“Bohemia’s, right?” Lin Sanjiu said as she released the card. “But I’ve checked it, and she hasn’t been—”

“No, Gardenia’s!”

Lin Sanjiu was slightly taken aback. These two people were not on the bas.e.m.e.nt of the hospital, nor were they within her immediate consideration, so she only briefly glanced through their files and put them aside. But now, prompted by Mrs. Manas, she took a closer look and finally found something amiss.

At the bottom of the last page, there was a small stamp with the handwritten word “discarded.”

“This file is no longer needed?” Lin Sanjiu frowned. “They don’t want it? Why?”

She immediately thought of the most likely reason.

“Could it be Red Face?” Mrs. Manas murmured. “She might have encountered some misfortune in his hands. After all, it has been two rounds of the game already, and anything could have happened during such a long time.”

If the patient died, the admission form would naturally be useless.

Mrs. Manas sighed; as the representative of her subconscious, she expressed her regret without reservation, saying, “You even wasted a good Special Item by stuffing the Artist into her net bag.”

“Let’s go find Hei Zeji first,” Lin Sanjiu said, gathering the files again, temporarily suppressing her scattered thoughts. “This is the most urgent matter. I hope he hasn’t turned into an NPC yet.”

If they were going to turn people into employees, wouldn’t they be in some department like Human Resources?

Before leaving, she didn’t forget to swallow another [There Is Probably Someone Like This in Your Cla.s.s] candy. The hospital probably a.s.sumed she was dead by now, and half of the guards had been withdrawn, significantly reducing the risk. Following the signs in the corridor, Lin Sanjiu finally found the Human Resources Department, but to her disappointment, only two empty, dark offices greeted her.

Sighing, she suppressed her disappointment and was about to turn around to leave when she heard a rumbling sound coming from the corridor. It sounded like the noise of heavy wheels rolling on the ground—the same sound she had heard before.