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Chapter 330

Dekan's Meritorious Service: The Merit Number Dives into the Hell Express

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"Fate is truly wondrous, the Batchel family..."

Dekan lay on his side on the operating table, propping his chin up with one hand, looking down at Amos on the floor.

In his eyes, Amos's appearance at this moment seemed to overlap with Batchel's figure.

"The whole family were loyal martyrs."

"Mmm!"

Amos was writhing in agony on the ground.

Although I heard "Delois" start using slang.

But she still felt there was a sliver of hope.

That is, there is ultimately a time limit for anesthesia surgery.

Although the restriction that doctors cannot harm patients is lifted once the surgery begins.

However, doctors are not allowed to maim or kill patients!

In other words, she's at least not dead now!

Furthermore, given his extremely high resistance to poison, it is impossible for him to be successfully anesthetized by any drug.

If the surgery's maximum time limit is reached, the doctor will deem the mission a failure.

She will then be rescued!

She never dreamed that one day she would begin to hope that the devils of the Ninth Army would come to save her.

What should have been a profound disgrace seemed to be something she could completely disregard when facing Delois.

But.

This is the kind of pain that feels like having your liver and intestines pulled out.

Even if she survived after holding on for more than ten hours, could she truly be considered alive?

Dekan's eyes were full of mockery, as if he could see right through her.

"Back then, Professor Batchel initially considered killing me, then he became afraid of death, and later he gradually realized that what he was truly afraid of was not being able to die according to his own will..."

Dekan, like an old man, began to tell his story in the tavern.

Perhaps for Dekan, punishing a vile demon like Amos on behalf of Talomati was not a source of much pleasure.

It's more of a feeling of nostalgia.

I really miss those days.

Still quite green, he experienced for the first time how pure and simple happiness could be.

But.

Amos is clearly a carbon copy of Batchel.

It was even a hundred times worse than Batchel.

Dekan, however, always felt that something was missing.

Dekan looked around and suddenly realized a crucial point. He then cast [Phantom Barrier], causing the scene in the operating room to begin to change.

Instantly, the operating room doors transformed into artistic relief doors, and the entire operating room became exceptionally luxurious. The reliefs on the walls were magnificent, exuding the style of a noble banquet.

The operating table where Dekan lay on his side had been replaced by that familiar Baroque-style long table.

Everything was just like I remembered: the bright lights were warm and soft, and the silver food cart and crystal chandeliers shone brightly in the firelight.

"This feels right..."

Dekan was about to say that.

He stopped halfway through his sentence.

Dekan stared blankly at the banquet hall.

Why?

I have this inner drive, but I just can't seem to muster it.

In the past, whenever my "villain radar" went off and I encountered such excellent prey, I would be particularly interested in toying with the villains and giving them the punishment they deserved.

"..."

Dekan lay back down on the dining table, staring blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling. No one knew what he was thinking.

He began to recall each time he encountered a villain and the process of torturing him.

From Batchel in the first Shadow World to the Faceless One.

Then, in the second Shadow World, she encounters the Resurrection Church sisters and Viscount Augustine.

Also present were the Marquis Roderick and Countess Lisilina, Bishop Evans of Bishop of Ruin and Bishop of Corruption Fahim of Corruption.

Dekan found it very interesting each time.

But this time, when faced with Amos, the perfect prey, Dekan felt nothing at all.

Now, I feel empty inside, as if something took his happiness with it.

Dekan found himself starting to have doubts at this very moment.

What is the point of torturing a villain?

Although I couldn't understand this philosophical question for a while.

But he gradually discovered...

What exactly is missing this time?

And your true feelings.

"Is this feeling called loneliness...?"

After Dekan arrived in this Shadow World.

In moments of sudden realization, I always hope to catch a glimpse of a red-haired figure.

Every time before.

Whether in the real world or the Shadow World.

Near or far.

They may fight side by side or wait for his triumphant return.

There will always be someone with him.

At this time.

Dekan finally realized something.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, he never felt any pleasure in torturing villains.

He was never a messenger of justice.

Perhaps some people will find his Underworld behavior amusing, his strange reactions interesting, enjoy his "sitcom," or think he is doing good deeds.

Dekan did it.

And found it interesting.

But that person isn't here with me right now.

All the emotions in my heart vanished with it.

Without a word, Dekan dispelled the [Phantom Barrier].

It seems I've lost interest in playing anymore.

I just want to complete the Shadow World as quickly as possible.

He needs to gather materials to repair the Spatial Leap Gate and return to the present world.

Then I went back to her side.

Tell her, "I'm back."

The answer turned out to be so simple.

"Eve, the rest is yours."

Dekan stared at the ceiling, his voice unusually calm.

"Me?! I can't do it!"

Eve, who was standing in the corner, was startled at first upon hearing this, and then exclaimed in surprise.

"Just like the first surgery, that's fine. If you can't even do that, you don't deserve any more instruction from me."

Dekan's voice grew colder, and after saying that, he didn't intend to say anything more.

"I... I didn't expect you to teach me anything! But I really..."

Despite having taken out her hammer, Eve dared not approach Amos.

Even though Amos seemed to have lost the ability to resist.

But Eve was faced with a demon whose single blow could Severe Injury or even kill her.

Just looking into her eyes almost made me cry.

"..."

Dekan, too lazy to pay attention to Eve, answered her with silence.

"Waaah..."

Eve looked at the mission deadline. Although the surgery was still a long way off, she knew that time was running out for her.

Dekan couldn't possibly have the patience to wait for her.

She was afraid of Amos, but she was certain that something a million times worse than that was what would disappoint Dekan...

Eve pressed her lips tightly together, as if she had made up her mind, and asked in a trembling voice:

"If I listen to you... can I become as powerful as you?"

She could feel it.

This demonic doctor seemed to have discovered her value, and even seemed to intend to groom her.

This favor was a rare opportunity for her, but also a fatal gamble where one wrong step would plunge her into an endless abyss.

If this great demon deems her useless, then her end will be exceptionally tragic.

"..."

Dekan still ignored Eve.

But Eve understood what Dekan meant.

They neither admitted nor denied it.

Her fate was in her own hands.

Finally, Eve said nothing more, but gripped her hammer and walked toward Amos.

"Ugh!!"

Amos watched in horror as Eve approached step by step.

This little devil, who was originally just a dessert in her eyes, now posed such a threat to her.

"Eve, weakness is also a weapon."

Dekan seemed to have softened and added a sentence.

After all, this young nurse could really die if she made a mistake.

Eve nodded.

Although she couldn't learn Dekan's strange abilities, she felt she had a basic understanding of Dekan's problem-solving approach.

When facing an enemy with an advantage, the first step is to make the enemy mistakenly believe that victory is assured, which will create many opportunities for them to exploit.

Eve looked at Amos, who was struggling on the ground like a fish from time to time, still unable to stop his inner fear, his hands and feet trembling.

"Mmm!"

Amos stared wide-eyed as he took a clear look at Eve's condition.

They seemed to have noticed the young nurse's timidity and hesitation.

She doesn't look like she's capable of fighting at all.

If she lowered her guard even a little bit more... and got just a tiny bit closer... Amos was confident he could devour Eve whole!

This young nurse might be the key!

Amos possesses a unique talent: by devouring demons, he can recover and strengthen himself and gain corresponding attributes in a short period of time!

Swallowing this little nurse might grant me some kind of charm skill, enough to handle this doctor who seems to have completely let his guard down, and turn the tables!

Although dragon demons possess powerful physical attributes, their mental resistance is often low.

Mental magic and charm-type skills are the natural enemies of dragon demons!

Amos gradually pretended to be too weak to struggle, slowly lying down and waiting for Eve to approach.

She was already secretly amused.

The thought of swallowing such a cute little nurse even makes me feel a little hopeful.

However.

The next second.

Eve's hands became exceptionally steady, while Amos, lying quietly, resembled a target.

"Buzz!"

With a whooshing sound, Eve hurled the tool hammer, which struck Amos squarely in the temple.

Amos felt dizzy and fainted from the pain, as if a giant dragon had struck her head!

"Good."

Dekan wrote this in his own words.

He has some talent in acting.

Although Eve was still very weak at this time, she was able to listen to what he said.

If you give her a little pointers, and she happens to meet Eve many years later in the next Shadow World, she might become a decent fighting force.

After confirming that Amos had been calmed down, Eve went over and picked up the tool hammer.

Then he walked step by step to Amos was lying on the ground convulsing.

"It's okay, you can do it..."

Eve gripped the tool hammer tightly with both hands and spoke softly.

It was as if they were praying for the patient.

"Ugh!! Ugh ugh ugh!!"

Upon hearing Eve's words, Amos twitched a few times as if in a final burst of energy, seemingly trying to express, "No!! I can't!!".

She finally understood what school of thought this medical team used for anesthesia!

Next, I'm afraid my toes and fingers will be given a course of physical anesthesia!

However.

In Amos's terrified gaze.

She noticed that Eve's lips were starting to curl upwards.

"I was saying that to myself."

Eve's tired face seemed to light up with a rare smile as she explained to Amos.

Amos: "???"

The next second, Eve skillfully swung her hammer and struck Amos in the chin, causing Amos to convulse and gradually lose consciousness.

Before Amos could think any further...

All she could hear were heart-wrenching cries of agony.

And the one who made that voice was herself.

"Why do I feel like this nurse has an unusually strong learning ability? She even picked up your Underworld smell?"

The Master witnessed Dekan's clinical guidance and asked Dekan a question in his mind.

"... Is there?"

Dekan never felt like he was from the Underworld.

"Are you sure you want to continue teaching her? Aren't you afraid of turning her into a very dangerous person?"

The Master was asking for Dekan's opinion.

But she knew that Dekan's choice would, barring unforeseen circumstances, be consistent with that of Delois in history.

"Then I'll have to experiment on her properly. Maybe in this Shadow World, I can witness firsthand the process of a demon learning to be human."

Dekan thinks that Delois probably thought the same thing at the time.

Because Delois is unable to understand human nature, yet is obsessed with pursuing it, she might gain a lot of inspiration if she could witness firsthand how a special member of her race understands humanity.

However, Delois, being a demon incapable of understanding humanity, sought to use Eve to comprehend the human heart.

Dekan, being human himself, wanted to observe the process by which demons understand human nature from an academic perspective.

Do you even have a heart?

The Master asked, feigning skepticism.

"What a joke! There's no one more compassionate than me!"

Dekan was anxious. He was such a good young man, doing good deeds every day. When he went to heaven, even the Goddess would praise him.

"Is it possible that Delois at that time actually had a partial understanding of human nature? And you deliberately chose not to be human, so in some ways you might not be as good as Delois."

The Master continued his attack on Dekan.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Dekan insisted.

A few minutes passed quickly.

Just as Dekan and his Master were engaged in their usual battle, Amos's screams and the crisp sound of hammers striking the demon's body echoed continuously in the operating room like music that should not exist in any era.

Finally, the sound gradually subsided, as if the performance had finally come to an end.

"I've got it sorted out."

Eve, panting and sweating, struggled to straighten her aching back and looked at Dekan.

Although Eve still looked tired from lack of sleep, her eyes seemed to have regained a sparkle they hadn't had before.

Dekan, as if he had rested enough, sat up from the operating table.

Amos on the ground had completely lost consciousness.

Eve not only tapped all of Amos's joints, but also carefully pinned her to the ground with spikes.

"Not bad, you have a lot of my former glory."

Dekan nodded in satisfaction.

This little devil could indeed inherit his mantle.

If I were to encounter Eve, who has been reincarnated as a human, in the present world in the future, perhaps I could consider taking her as a disciple.

Happy Group definitely needs a presentable and easy-going storefront to handle greeting guests and opening/closing the doors.

The receptionist decided that she was the one.

[Successfully completed the anesthesia operation for Colonel Amos, earning a reward of 150 Strategic Demon Point]

Dekan quickly sensed the notification on the Demon Bracelet.

Unlike the previous two tasks, this anesthesia task immediately awards Demon Point upon completion.

Dekan has already earned 150 Strategic Demon Point.

After arriving at the hospital, he also took the opportunity to analyze the value of the strategic Demon Point at the shopping area.

Converted to equivalent purchasing power, it is roughly equivalent to 150 Holy Gold Coin.

It's worth noting that during the Third Shadow World, even a gang like Dekan and Morion, who committed crimes and swindled people, only earned three thousand Holy Gold Coin.

It's fair to say that the Demon Realm Hospital is a very high-end and ethical place.

Eve also received about 8 Demon Point, which, due to her heavy overtime work, increased to about 30 Demon Point after the four-fold increase.

"What's next..."

Eve looked at Dekan, and compared to her initial coercion and reluctance, her words now carried a hint of seeking advice.

She didn't know how Dekan planned to continue making money, or even how he intended to help her earn tens of thousands of Demon Point.

But now, rather than questioning Dekan, she wants to learn some survival tips for the Demon Realm from Dekan.

Just as Eve was confused...

"Take Amos to the psychiatric ward; she may need psychiatric treatment afterward."

Dekan stretched with all his might, his expression still slightly languid as he spoke.

It's like taking a short afternoon nap; it's finally time to get back to work seriously.

Eve was stunned at first.

He then began to think about and analyze Dekan's course of action.

How come psychiatry is so useful?

Eve initially thought that Dekan's part-time job as a psychiatrist was just something he used to fool Major Mas.

Now that I think about it carefully, it seems that all the anesthesiology patients handled by Dekan ended up in psychiatry?

But.

Is psychiatry truly the end?

Eve: "!!"

"You wouldn't be thinking of...?"

Although Eve had finally begun to guess that Dekan was planning to achieve unlimited money-making, she dared not think about it any further, nor did she dare to say anything rash.

She feared that if she spoke again, decades of good deeds would be lost!

Although demons do not need merit.

But she was afraid of incurring divine retribution for being so utterly depraved!

"We still don't have any chemistry. But it doesn't matter. Follow me, and you'll become the best demon."

Dekan turned his head slightly to look at Eve.

His straight back and resolute gaze, like that of a divine physician determined to save the world, led him to speak:

"Of course we should go to the psychiatric ward to find manic patients who need to be calmed down."

Eve: "...¿"

At that moment, Eve was finally certain.

This guy has accumulated at least tens of thousands of years of negative karma.

What breed of animal are you?

Are they driving anesthesiology patients insane to the brink of madness and sending them to psychiatry?

Then, are you planning to personally induce mania in psychiatric patients and then forcibly sedate them in the anesthesiology department?

So it's being reused in an endless loop?!

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