Chapter 442 - The Key Person (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

The door was open, and the old man stood beyond it—there was befuddlement in his eyes. “Am I not dead?”

Chen Ge had seen this old man before, also within Morgue No. 8. His body had been just next to Liu Zhengyi. Soaked in formalin, he had looked so peaceful, completely different from how he was now.

Looks like everyone in Morgue No. 8 retains their memory and personality. They are not affected by the blood world.

The world behind the door was filled with many negative emotions. Staying here for a long time would cause one to be assimilated into it, and only those with strongest conviction would be able to survive.

It was that way for Liu Zhengyi, whom Chen Ge had run into earlier. When he heard his student was bullied, he prepared to stand up for the student. It should be the same for this old man. Combined with what happened to Liu Zhengyi, Chen Ge understood something. Perhaps the blood world cannot assimilate them, so it forcibly controls them every few hours to make them forget certain things to preserve the order here.

Chen Ge was a calm man, and another observation appeared in his mind.

Compared to mind-controlling them, killing them should be easier, but the blood world didn’t do that. There is no pity or protection here, and since they’re still alive until now, this means that they serve some purpose!

The monsters referred to him as a doctor, be it Liu Zhengyi or this gentleman, they should be the best in their respective field. The owner of the door sounds like he’s trying to revive someone. He kept these two doctors alive probably to aid him in completing that revival experiment.

Through the conversation of the two monsters and the clues gathered, Chen Ge came to a conclusion.

The two monsters refused to interact with the old gentleman because they were afraid of trouble, but it’s different for me.

Chen Ge placed the white cat and hammer into his backpack and walked along the corridor openly.

Hearing his footsteps, the old gentleman slowly raised his head. When he saw Chen Ge, he was startled like he had seen a ghost.

I wonder how I look like in their eyes. Chen Ge walked to the old man and asked politely, “Sir, I have a few words to discuss with you—can you give me a few minutes of your time?”

“It should be lecture time now. Which class are you from?” The old gentleman glanced at Chen Ge a few more times like he was slowly getting used to the sight, and his expression returned to normal.

“Sir, I heard your conversation with the two people earlier,” Chen Ge said directly. He did not plan to waste any more time.

“So what? You think I’m mad?” The old man held the door and prepared to return to his room.

“You’re not mad. Actually, you’re indeed dead.” When Chen Ge said that, the whole corridor became quiet. He could clearly hear the sound of the blood flowing through the vessels. The old gentleman focused his gaze on Chen Ge. He did not speak but nodded slightly and allowed Chen Ge to follow him into the room. Chen Ge did what he was told. Morgue No. 4 was a small morgue. Due to wiring, Morgue No. 4 had stopped being used, and it had been turned into a sample room.