Chapter 52 Pawnshop (4 updates)
Chapter 52 of "Online: I Can See Health Bars" starts with: "How could this be?!""This world also possesses spirits?""Is she a Believer?!""...No!""Thatâs not right! This kind... Continue exploring!
"How could this be?!""This world also possesses spirits?"
"Is she a Believer?!"
"...No!"
"Thatâs not right! This kind of spiritual manifestation..."
"A wild spirit?"
"This woman has already been parasitized by a spirit!"
"If I devour this woman, I will be entangled by it!"
Parchment felt troubled.
Facing someone prickly like a hedgehog, it couldnât bring itself to attack.
"Not good!"
"This woman already knows I am a demon!"
Parchment hesitated.
Confronting a parasitic spirit, killing the host is not a good method.
Keeping it close is even more likely to lead to infection.
What should I do?
"I gave up all my cultivation to come to this completely new human world."
"Now, I am unable to handle this level of spirit!"
Parchment controlled its flesh body, making a frowning expression.
It had gradually mastered the control of human emotions and expressions here.
"I thought this place would be my paradise."
"No demons, no spirits, and no humans who practice martial arts."
"But I never expected, a tail would follow me to this world."
"Since thatâs the case, itâs no longer time for leisurely fun."
Parchment controlled its flesh body, a cruel look flashing across its face.
It decided to embark on a mass killing spree to quickly devour human flesh and regain its strength.
At least, to the level sufficient to contend with this spirit.
Parchment controlled its flesh body, quietly retreating.
That night, in the street next door, five thugs were brutally killed.
The next day, the sound of police sirens woke up the comatose nurse.
After a brief confusion, the nurse suddenly started in shock!
"Am I, am I not dead?!"
"Whereâs my husband? Where is he??"
The nurse hurriedly went to check the room.
Surprisingly, there was no one in the house.
Everything else was in its place; nothing was missing, even the countdown timer above her head was still running.
But now, it was down to just over ten hours.
"Whatâs going on..."
"Was everything that happened last night just a dream?"
"Or did I really have a mental problem, turning into a madwoman?"
The nurse was bewildered, helpless, puzzled.
She kept dialing her husbandâs cellphone, but no one answered.
She absentmindedly returned to the bathroom, and then, she saw the wedding ring on the floor.
The sirens outside the window were especially piercing at that moment.
The nurse felt the world spinning around her, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.
So, she made a phone call.
"Hello, Dr. Xian? I think I really have a mental illness, can you help me?"
Driving to the hospital.
On the way, she saw yellow police tape in the alley, behind which seemed to lie four or five mutilated bodies, causing discomfort.
That day, the nurse cooperated with the psychiatrist, actively treating her psychological trauma.
"Itâs your hospitalâs fault! Itâs your fault!"
"You are the ones who killed my dad! Now because of this, our whole family has been evicted by the landlord, just because you wouldnât admit your mistakes! Making the landlord think we have violent tendencies and evicting us!"
"My husband, that woman is no good either! Rich and arrogant! Having a house is not everything! If we canât live here, weâll move to a more upscale district! And you hospital, hurry up and compensate us! Understand!"
The troublesome family was also present today.
Watching the hospital director constantly trying to appease and placate them, alongside doctors who were resenting the situation.
From the bottom of her heart, the nurse felt fortunate that today she didnât have to confront these insane-like family members.
And at this moment, the countdown above her head was nearing 0 minutes.
The nurse felt a strange tension.
According to the psychiatrist, this was a type of self-imposed psychological suggestion.
As long as one firmly believes nothing is wrong, once the countdown ends, these numbers will disappear.
The nurseâs breathing halted, her eyes widened, her mind went blank, and consciousness faded.
Her body rigidly fell forward with a thud, crashing to the ground, instantly devoid of breath and all signs of life.
Just like... Uncle Wang who had died suddenly before.
Surrounding people screamed and rushed over.
A male family member causing a disturbance seemed to vaguely realize something, his eyes widened in horror, his fingers trembling as he pointed at the nurseâs body.
In the chaos, no one noticed that a janitor, at the same minute and second, also fell to the ground, lifeless.
On TV, todayâs live news was playing.
"In Alley of Contrasts, five bodies were found, suspected to be brutally murdered, the perpetrator identified as highly mentally unstable."
"Currently suspecting Fu Tingxian, who has a wife, the police are now trying to contact her..."
Ding-dong-ding.
Ding-dong-ding.
From the nurseâs body, a cell phone ringtone sounded.
Outside, the situation continued.
In Qingshui District, however, it was exceptionally peaceful.
After parting with Qi Xiaojin, Fang Yu returned to his own home.
Looking at the table, the instant noodles had already gone cold, Fang Yu felt conflicted.
In the end, he decided to splurge.
He cooked another pot of braised beef flavored instant noodles.
Then, he put the already cold noodles in the pot.
Mixed and cooked, he began to eat.
Fang Yu ate quickly, because he was truly hungry.
Earlier, when he was about to eat his noodles, Qi Xiaojin had taken him to the hospital to see Uncle Wang.
Resulting in him not eating at all.
Now that he was back, naturally, he voraciously made up for the missed meal.
After eating his fill and feeling satisfied, Fang Yu patted his belly and glanced at the forum.
Still, the keyword Tianyuan Town quickly revealed that someone was indeed collecting Silver!
The ratio was as high as ten thousand to one!
That is... 1 tael of Silver could be exchanged for ten thousand yuan!
Fang Yu became instantly excited.
Ten thousand yuan, just ten thousand yuan, this goddamn ten thousand yuan.
He thought carefully, he seemed to have 10 taels of Silver on him.
No need for much, exchange 5 taels first, converting to 50,000 yuan, to tide over the emergency and let himself live a little more comfortably.
10,000 yuan, as a gift to Uncle Zhou.
10,000 yuan, as a gift to Uncle Wang.
The remaining 30,000 yuan, as living funds, to improve his meals and such.
Having been in Qingshui District for so long, Fang Yu actually didnât know many people.
Uncle Zhou, Uncle Wang counts as two, add Sister Jin, his landlord, thatâs all.
Others, well, he could just recognize their faces, meet them on the street and exchange casual greetings.
In the terms of the game, when someone accuses me of being a demon, there are still people in the district who can vouch for at least half of my identity.
But if we talk about Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhou, they are the kind who would firmly stand by and protect one to the death.
"Sighâ"
Fang Yu sighed, with these two elders gone, the district would definitely feel much quieter.
Shaking his head, he dismissed these sad thoughts, Fang Yu sent a private message in the forum.
"Come to Sikong Pawnshop on Shannian Street."
The reply was just this one message.
Fang Yu asked again if he should send a card number or something first, but the reply was still.
"Come to Sikong Pawnshop on Shannian Street."
Well, itâs an automatic response!
Fang Yu didnât bother anymore, heâd just go into the game and talk face to face.
After all, itâs a big transaction worth fifty thousand yuan, Fang Yu was still very excited.
Back on the bed, putting on the helmet, he directly entered the game.