There was nothing shameful about being a Corpse Collector, so I stated it openly. But I did not elaborate, lest their worldview prove unable to handle it.
Besides, my classmates were all medical workers. They would see plenty of death in the future, and over time, they might encounter some strange things.
Now that they knew what I did, they might not believe me or might reject me.
But if they encountered something later on, they would definitely think of me. And I could solve their troubles for them, expanding my business scope...
Several female classmates at the table were looking at me with disdain.
"Jiang Ning, you're playing fortune-teller now?"
"For real? A Corpse Collector?"
"..."
I smiled and did not say much to them.
But the classmate named Zhu Ling's eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly at me.
"Yes, I interned at a hospital in Big Copper Town.
"Our hospital has an old wing and a new wing, and I was assigned to the old wing.
"The old wing was mostly occupied by elderly people who were old and could not afford medical treatment.
"After midnight, it got extremely strange.
"The night before last, I was on the night shift, and I kept hearing the hospital floor making noises.
"It sounded like someone was scratching it with their fingers.
"But there's no underground parking garage beneath our old hospital."
A female classmate chimed in.
"Could it have been the plumbing?"
"Definitely not. I can tell the difference between fingers scratching and plumbing noises."
"The scariest part was that in the middle of the night before last, I saw a man in black taller than the doorframe walking through our hospital. I was so scared I did not dare make a sound."
"..."
Zhu Ling vividly described what