Chapter 98 Mutual Benefit—Now That’s More Like It

Chapter 98 Mutual Benefit—Now That’s More Like It

Executioner…

Ji Yan’s eyelids twitched. He hadn’t expected the other to describe him that way.

Cured patients were being sent away for some medical experiment. If this information was true, it was likely tied to the Main Plot!

Whether the patient Li Ze’s words were truth or Lies couldn’t be determined yet.

For now, the priority was stabilizing his condition.

"So, if I take you to see your lover, your condition will stabilize?" Ji Yan picked up the report and skimmed through it.

"Yes, Goat Doctor. Think of it as just playing along with me, alright?"

"You need tasks and results to secure your position too. You help me, I help you—mutual benefit."

"My lover… she’s probably been assessed as improving and is about to be transferred out of the Emergency Building. I have to go to her."

"Take me there, and I’ll report my condition as stable immediately. Please, help me!"

Li Ze pleaded desperately, his eyes filled with worry for his lover.

The Chief Doctor did indeed have the authority to take patients out of their wards.

Clearly, this Mission was a gift handed right to him.

Pure benefit!

Ji Yan studied his eyes, then nodded. "Fine. Mutual benefit it is."

"I just took up the position today. I could use the results."

He extended a hand, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Pleasure doing business."

Li Ze gripped Ji Yan’s hand tightly, thanking him profusely while simultaneously tearing at his own wounds, engaging in continuous self-harm.

There was no such thing as a "wound fetish" or "self-mutilation disorder."

This was all just an act—deliberate self-harm to deceive the Instance’s detection system, creating the illusion of worsening depression…

The door opened.

The Ghostly Nurse waiting in the Corridor turned to Ji Yan. "Teacher, how did it go?"

Ji Yan countered, "Which ward is Li Ze’s lover in?"

"C40 Ward."

"I’m taking Li Ze to see her. It’ll help with his treatment."

Carrying the medical kit, Ji Yan stepped aside as Li Ze emerged from behind him. The moment Li Ze saw the Ghostly Nurse, he covered his nose and mouth, muttering in disgust, "Ugh, reeks of rotten crab!"

The Ghostly Nurse ignored it, nodding blankly. "Understood. Teacher, follow me."

Moments later.

Outside C40 Ward.

Just standing at the door, Li Ze’s expression had already turned grim.

His face was a mix of anxiety and dread. Lowering his voice, he spoke to Ji Yan, "I can feel it—Xiao Luo’s condition is terrible right now!"

"She must’ve been assessed as improving. They’re going to transfer her. I have to help her!"

Ji Yan asked coldly, "And how do you plan to do that?"

"We’ve both been diagnosed with Violent Mental Depression. If we want to worsen her condition and trick the hospital… the only way is… to have her kill me!"

Ji Yan’s eyes flickered.

With a smile, he remarked, "Love really is a crazy thing."

"Like a poisoned chalice. For the sake of someone you love, you’d even throw away your life."

The Ghostly Nurse opened the door, turning her head. "Teacher, the patient in C40 isn’t under our care. We don’t know if her condition is stable. Should I go in?"

"Go in. It’ll be fun to watch."

The inside of the ward was a chaotic mess.

The walls and floor were covered in savage claw marks and bloodstains. Every object bore signs of destruction.

Ji Yan searched around but couldn't find the patient. Eventually, he discovered Li Ze's lover, Shuang Xiao Luo, hiding in a corner outside the balcony.

Her hair was disheveled as she played obsessively with building blocks in the shadows. When she spotted the figure in a white coat, her scarred face lit up with excitement: "Doctor..."

But the moment she saw Ji Yan's face, her expression froze slightly. "You... are from the Goat?"

"The doctor treating me isn't you. Why are you here?"

Just as Ji Yan was about to speak, Li Ze emerged from behind him.

The instant he saw his beloved Shuang Xiao Luo, tears of excitement welled up in his eyes. "Darling! I'm so glad you're okay. You have no idea how worried I've been. They all said you were about to be transferred out of the Emergency Building."

"Just to see you, I haven't slept for days!"

"Now that I know you're safe, my heart can finally rest!"

Shuang Xiao Luo's pale face stiffened at the sight of Li Ze.

As Li Ze rushed toward her, she stood there petrified, unable to utter a word, as if choking on an invisible lump in her throat.

"Darling, I... missed you so much!"

Li Ze wrapped his arms tightly around Shuang Xiao Luo. But as his hands locked around her, the tone of his final words twisted eerily.

The face pressed against her shoulder, once filled with worry and fear, contorted into a vicious, murderous grin in the next second.

Shuang Xiao Luo, trapped in his embrace, wore an expression of sheer terror and despair.

When Li Ze's grotesque jaws parted and violently sank into her pristine neck, blood immediately bloomed— But Li Ze was stunned.

Instead of tearing through his lover's throat as intended, the blood sprayed from an arm that had intercepted the attack.

"What a devoted lover."

"Couldn't even wait a second before trying to take a bite out of your beloved?"

"But from where I'm standing, that 'bite' looked more like you were trying to kill her."

Ji Yan didn't seem the least bit bothered by the chunk of flesh missing from his arm. Instead, he narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Li Ze's face twitched as he tried desperately to finish off his lover, only to find his muscles going numb and weak, collapsing him to the ground.

"This... anesthetic?!"

"When did you—"

Halfway through his sentence, Li Ze suddenly remembered the moment Ji Yan had shaken his hand earlier. Without realizing it, he'd been injected with a slow-acting anesthetic.

"You knew what I was planning from the start?"

Li Ze glared at Ji Yan with burning intensity.

Ji Yan flicked the blood from his arm, his tone indifferent. "Your lies are pathetic."

"The stench of deceit is as pungent as menstrual blood—I caught it immediately!"

Li Ze's lips twitched.

Ignoring the jarring analogy, his voice turned hysterical. "Then why did you bring me to this woman?!"

"If I didn't, how else would I prove your condition has 'improved'?"

"And how else would I add 'malicious assault of medical staff' to your charges?"

As he spoke, Ji Yan watched his wound slowly heal on its own—the "blood regeneration" and "repair" abilities of his Supernatural Spleen now in full effect.

"The truth is, the one being transferred out of the Emergency Building is you—not your lover."

"In order to stay in the Emergency Building, you tried every possible method, and finally came up with the idea of having the doctor take you to see your girlfriend. As long as you violently harmed—or even killed—the person closest to you, you could exploit a loophole to make the hospital detect the worsening of your 'violent mental depression,' thereby securing your stay in the Emergency Building."

"As for your lover, it was never 'violent mental depression'—it was purely psychological trauma caused by your addiction to domestic abuse."

"Now, when she sees you, it’s no different from seeing a demon."

Flexing his healed arm, Ji Yan looked at Li Ze.

"Am I wrong?"

Li Ze’s pupils constricted.

"You... how do you know all this so clearly?"

Noticing something off wouldn’t have been surprising.

But Ji Yan didn’t just expose his lies—he laid bare the exact conflicts between him and Shuang Xiao Luo, word for word, as if he had a script!

Ji Yan shrugged. "Guessed."

"Judging by your reaction, I was right."

Li Ze trembled, nearly spitting blood on the spot.

Ji Yan had no habit of shaking hands, let alone with a Supernatural Entity. A handshake was just a means to further trigger his Talent...

Exactly!

This was the Supernatural Game.

How could there possibly be something as naive as a "pure love warrior," a trope straight out of some sappy romance novel?

Pestilence and filth, depressing despair, mutual harm and toxicity... these were the real flavors of the game.