Bringing the Dead Back to Life

He's different!

Lu Ban quickly dodged to the side, and the Hammer only hit the wall, raising a small amount of dust.

The dean's movements were anything but those of a dead man; he moved swiftly, raising the scalpel in his hand again, the sharp blade attempting to cut through Lu Ban's flesh.

Now that things had come to this, Lu Ban showed no mercy. He raised one hand, and the silver revolver fired Speech Bullet, infusing the Great Being's murmur into the dean's mind.

At the same time, facing Dean Zhao Gongping, who was stunned for a moment, Lu Ban swung his crowbar and smashed half of his head, leaving it bloody and mangled.

At this moment, Lu Ban noticed that what splattered from the dean's brain was not blood, but some kind of gray, viscous liquid.

It's cement!

The dean stopped moving because half of his head was missing, knelt down on the ground, and soon became still.

Lu Ban squatted down and shone a flashlight on the viscous liquid, discovering that it was indeed cement. The cement was still flowing out of the dean's brain and was about to solidify.

"Is this a genuine case of someone's brain filled with mush?"

Lu Ban wanted to find more clues from the dean when he heard a rustling sound behind him.

Turning around, Liu Qingjiang was slowly walking over, dragging a shovel.

Lu Ban temporarily stood by the wall, pretending to be a green potted plant.

Then he saw that the dean's body quickly turned into cement, a soft, rotten mess, and no longer human-shaped.

"Are these monsters made of cement?"

As Lu Ban pondered, he heard the elevator running again.

This time, the elevator arrived at the fifth floor without anyone controlling it.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor for a while before continuing down, skipping the fourth floor, and stopping on the third floor where Lu Ban was.

"Besides?"

Lu Ban became alert.

The elevator doors slowly opened, Lu Ban saw that it was Dean Zhao Gongping who stepped out of the elevator car again!

He looked at the tattered clothes on the ground and found it unbelievable.

"No, that's not right. Both Liu Qingjiang and Xu Xiao disappeared from the hospital. People who go missing will enter another dimension and be corrupted, turning into monsters that can only act according to certain procedures. But the hospital director didn't disappear; he died outside from illness!"

Lu Ban noticed the difference.

"So, what exactly is Zhao Gongping in this hospital?"

He saw Dean Zhao Gongping glance in his direction. Clearly, in the other party's eyes, Lu Ban was not a green plant that could photosynthesize, but an invader!

"This is never going to end!"

Lu Ban raised the "Last Words" in his hand and skillfully sent out a Speech Bullet.

Dean Zhao Gongping was hit by the second machine. His whole body trembled violently and he could not move, like a pig that had been struck by high voltage.

"Perhaps I shouldn't kill him directly, but rather trap him so he won't respawn?"

Lu Ban thought of the enemy mechanics that often appear in games, and then launched another Speech Bullet on the dean.

Two Speech Bullet are enough to suppress the opponent for a certain period of time and ensure that it doesn't die too quickly.

After glancing at the dean struggling in Affliction, Lu Ban looked into the elevator.

The mirror was bright and clear, reflecting only Lu Ban's figure.

Stepping into the elevator, Lu Ban pressed the button for the fifth floor.

The reason for not taking the stairs was that the unseen baby might trip up with Lu Ban, and according to Xu Xiao, being followed by that baby would definitely not be a good thing.

The old elevator creaked and groaned, making one worry that it might suddenly stop or fall. Fortunately, Lu Ban did not encounter such a situation. With a ding-dong sound, the elevator door slowly opened, and Lu Ban arrived at the fifth floor of Nanhua Private Renji Hospital.

Surprisingly, the fifth floor was very clean.

It's too clean.

The place feels as if it's still in use; the floor tiles are gleaming, reflecting people's faces, and there are even lights in the corridors, giving it a warm and inviting feel.

Lu Ban looked back and saw that the corridor was empty, all the room doors were closed, and there were no doctors or nurses lingering around.

As for ahead, at the end of the corridor, the door to the room seemed to be ajar, half-closed, and light was shining through the room.

Lu Ban calmed himself down and carefully walked forward.

As Lu Ban passed by the stairs, he looked around but found no trace of the baby stumbling. It seemed the baby was trapped on the third floor.

The nurses' station has been completely renovated, but there is no one inside.

According to the description, this floor is the intensive care unit. Lu Ban passed by room 501 next to the stairs. Although the lights were on, there was nothing inside.

He passed by Room 502 and saw an old man sitting inside.

Room 503 was also empty, with no clues found.

Room 504.

"Wait a moment?"

Lu Ban hurriedly turned around and glanced into Room 502.

The old man had vanished without a trace; only a bed remained, standing there incongruously.

Something's not right.

Lu Ban's intuition told him that there should be some clues in this house that led to the End of the Corridor, just like the nurse He Bixiong had mentioned.

So Lu Ban Door Opening and walked into the brightly lit Room 502.

There was only one bed in the spacious ward.

Lu Ban came to the bedside and took out a notebook with a red cover.

There were still some blank pages left, and Lu Ban hoped to find the answer here.

But the pages didn't move at all, as if they didn't belong here.

Lu Ban thought for a moment, picked up his notebook, and lay down on the bed.

Strangely, when he lay down, the notebook suddenly made a rustling sound, and on one of the pages, which was stained with blood and some unknown bluish-gray liquid, some messy handwriting appeared.

"I succeeded! I succeeded! The technology that all doctors have ever dreamed of—the technology that pulls the dying, no, the Dead, back from the abyss—I have succeeded!"

"Even so, my opinion of Corea remains unchanged. He is a despicable person who disregards rules, has no bottom line, and tramples human morality and bottom line underfoot. But in some aspects, I mean mysticism, folklore, and certain supernatural powers, he is the most reliable guy I have ever met."

"I first met this dark-skinned man at an academic reception. At the time, I was struggling with my future career path. Should I return to China and work as a slacker in those poorly equipped public hospitals, or stay abroad and compete with those highly skilled doctors? Obviously, returning to China would ensure that I would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life, but correspondingly, my medical skills would not improve at all. At least that's what I believed at the time."

"I can't remember how he started the conversation with me, but after listening to what I had to say, he said to me in that heavily American accented tone, 'Hey, I think you've come to the right person. I happen to have a project here, a project to build a high-end hospital in your country. I wonder if you'd be interested.'"

"Perhaps it was out of curiosity, or perhaps it was just the alcohol, but I talked to him a lot, from the differences between domestic and foreign medical systems to regrets from my student days. It's hard to deny that this person has a way of making people want to confide in him. By the end of the party, I felt that I was already friends with him."

"I didn't take the conversation at the party to heart, because who would go through the trouble of building a high-end private hospital in the country? It's impossible to maintain the income that way. But strangely enough, just when I was busy finishing my graduation thesis and finally became a real doctor, Corea actually approached me."

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