Someone Hurry, Someone's Head Is Caught in the Door!

006

The hospital was bustling with people, everyone hurrying along.

Jiang Fu wore an ordinary high school uniform.

He was completely unremarkable amid the crowd.

Jiang Fu paid Guo Fangdong no further attention.

He took the elevator directly, intending to leave the hospital.

He had not heard what Old Wu on the other end of the call had specifically said.

But he could guess it with his toes.

The other party would definitely make a move against him in the hospital.

That Old Wu was undoubtedly a dangerous person.

Of the thirty-six stratagems, running was the best.

He could not beat them, but he could hide.

"Where should I go from here?"

In the elevator, Jiang Fu fell into deep thought.

Getting Vitality Pills worth three hundred thousand within three days was somewhat unrealistic.

But there were still many things in this world that could raise Blood Energy.

Their effects were inferior to Vitality Pills, but after being multiplied by ten, they could temporarily keep him alive.

Suddenly, Jiang Fu had an idea.

"Then... I'll go home first."

Guo Fangdong and Ge Yanxia were forcibly detained at the hospital.

Guo Xiaofeng was at school.

That meant there should be no one at home right now.

Soon, the elevator reached the first floor.

Jiang Fu rubbed his stomach, which had not eaten in days.

He quickly crossed the lobby and headed for the entrance.

"Move! All of you, move!!"

All of a sudden.

A familiar figure charged toward him.

It was a burly youth about Jiang Fu's age.

His face was full of anxiety.

Like a crazed calf, he barreled recklessly through the hospital's first-floor lobby.

When he saw Jiang Fu.

He froze for a moment.

Then a chilling sneer crossed his lips.

He charged straight at Jiang Fu.

"Get out of the way! Don't block me!"

Jiang Fu jumped in fright and hurriedly dodged aside.

He narrowly avoided him.

But the youth stopped beside Jiang Fu.

He stretched out a thick arm and shoved Jiang Fu in the chest.

Jiang Fu only felt a tremendous force slam into his chest.

His entire body staggered backward more than ten steps, nearly falling to the ground.

He glared at the youth and shouted, "Guo Xiaofeng, what the hell are you doing?!"

This youth was Guo Fangdong and Ge Yanxia's son.

Jiang Fu's so-called cousin, Guo Xiaofeng.

Guo Xiaofeng was the same age as Jiang Fu.

He was also a senior at Bincheng Ninth Middle School.

However.

Unlike Jiang Fu's ordinary class.

Guo Xiaofeng had entered the Key Class and received the school's focused training.

As early as three months ago, Guo Xiaofeng's Qi-Blood Value had reached 100, officially making him a Martial Artist.

Three months later, his Blood Energy had already far surpassed 100.

...The resources left behind by the original owner's parents had basically all been devoured by that family of three.

Usually, Guo Xiaofeng occupied resources that should have belonged to the original owner, yet he never stopped bullying him.

Only under Guo Fangdong and Ge Yanxia's manipulation.

The original owner had never known to resist.

Now, Guo Xiaofeng had probably received news that Ge Yanxia was critically ill.

That was why he had rushed to the hospital.

Guo Xiaofeng stopped.

He gave Jiang Fu a vicious grin.

"Jiang Fu, are you itching for another beating?"

"But I don't have time to deal with you right now. I'll clean you up later!"

As he spoke.

Guo Xiaofeng turned and headed toward the elevators.

He saw the elevator doors closing.

As he ran, he roared at the people inside, "Open the elevator doors right now! Otherwise, don't blame me for beating you!"

Jiang Fu's eyes flickered.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

"A family should be together, nice and tidy."

"Blood Pressure, Blood Lipids, Blood Sugar, Multiply by Ten!"

Jiang Fu muttered softly.

Just as Guo Xiaofeng reached the elevator.

His body stiffened.

Then he convulsed violently.

Two jets of blood spurted from his nostrils.

Rolling his eyes back, he collapsed to the floor.

His head happened to fall between the two elevator doors that were about to close.

Bang!

A dull thud rang out.

The elevator doors clamped down hard on Guo Xiaofeng's head.

Then slowly opened again.

Then...

Closed.

Bang!

Opened...

Closed!

Bang!

Opened again.

Then closed.

Bang!

This repeated more than a dozen times.

Only then did the people in the elevator react.

"Fuck! Run, the elevator's out of control!"

"Someone hurry! Someone's head is caught in the door!"

"...There's so much blood!"

They hurriedly held back the malfunctioning elevator doors.

Then dragged Guo Xiaofeng's body out.

At the same time, they swarmed out of the elevator.

By then, Guo Xiaofeng's face was blue-purple, his eyes rolled back, and blood was still spurting from his nostrils.

Medical staff had already heard the commotion and were rushing over.

Jiang Fu withdrew his Spirit Power.

He muttered softly, "A family getting the same illness—guess that counts as hereditary!"

"No one should suspect me, right?"

"Hmph. I definitely won't become the second Kira."

"But..."

Jiang Fu looked at Guo Xiaofeng again.

He saw several nurses carrying him toward the emergency room.

Memories of Guo Xiaofeng bullying him surfaced uncontrollably.

A vicious thought rose in Jiang Fu's heart.

"Raising Blood Pressure, Blood Sugar, and Blood Lipids tenfold isn't a serious illness for a Martial Artist. It should be treatable..."

"Then..."

Jiang Fu glanced at Guo Xiaofeng's crotch.

"Multiply by Ten."

Guo Xiaofeng was rolling his eyes and spurting blood from his nose.

His body suddenly shuddered.

For an instant, his mind cleared.

He looked at his crotch with terror on his face.

Why did it feel like... something was wrong down there!?

It seemed like there were a lot more...

What the hell was going on?!

Jiang Fu stroked his chin.

"I multiplied that thing by ten. Am I sure I'm not giving him a benefit?"

"Mm, probably not! Only that thing was multiplied by ten. He still has only two kidneys, so his abilities probably won't improve..."

Thinking this.

Jiang Fu swept Guo Xiaofeng with his Spirit Power.

Then a wave of nausea hit him.

"So disgusting!"

"...I'm not hungry anymore!"

Jiang Fu twitched the corner of his mouth.

He hurried toward the hospital entrance.

"Wait!"

All of a sudden.

Jiang Fu thought of something else.

"If I can multiply Guo Xiaofeng's thing by ten and give him ten of them."

"Doesn't that mean I can also multiply the organs of some Mutated Beasts, or even Realm Beasts, by ten?!"

In this world.

Spiritual Energy Revival had caused living creatures to mutate, while monsters invaded.

The Wilderness beyond the cities was filled with Mutated Beasts and invading Realm Beasts.

The outside world had long become a forbidden zone for ordinary people.

Only Martial Artists with formidable strength dared to leave the city.

Although Mutated Beasts and Realm Beasts were dangerous.

They also possessed immense value.

Whether it was a Mutated Beast's corpse or a Realm Beast's Crystal Core.

Both could fetch a high price.

Thus, Martial Artists roamed the Wilderness Area outside the cities year-round, hunting Mutated Beasts.

"As long as I can kill one Mutated Beast, it'll be the same as having ten Mutated Beast corpses!"

Jiang Fu's mind raced.

He remembered the knowledge he had learned at school.

"A Tier 1 Mutated Beast, the Red-tailed Rat—the most valuable part of its body is its crimson-red tail."

I could Multiply by Ten the tails first, then Multiply by Ten the Red-tailed Rats...

That way, I'd get a hundred Red-tailed Rat tails!

...That shouldn't count as stacking Multiply by Ten, right?

Once the thought arose, it became impossible to stop.

Jiang Fu wished he could fly straight to the Wilderness Area.

Red-tailed Rats were merely the lowest-grade Tier 1 Mutated Beasts.

And among Tier 1 Mutated Beasts, they were the very lowest.

Their tails were not worth much.

At most, they could fetch a few hundred Xia Coins.

But to Jiang Fu,

one Red-tailed Rat meant a hundred tails!

A hundredfold profit!

No, I need to calm down!

Jiang Fu slowed his pace.

At my current level, I'm only equivalent to a Quasi-Martial Artist.

The only thing I can rely on is that 1,000 Spirit Power.

I have no idea what kind of level that is.

Being able to control elevator doors should... count for something, right?

Jiang Fu felt around in his pocket.

It was completely empty.

There was nothing inside.

No phone, no wallet.

I'll go back first.

Jiang Fu left the hospital.

Then he broke into a run toward home.

His current Qi-Blood Value was 70.

That was equivalent to a Quasi-Martial Artist.

It surpassed that of an ordinary person.