Chapter 644: Chapter 643: Recharge 5,000 Yuan for a Treatment from Doctor Huai
Zhao Yu applauded sincerely and offered a genuine compliment.
"You’re quite good at making things up. We might as well stop looking for clues and just have you make up everyone’s story. Perform each one dramatically on camera, and then we can all call it a day and retire."
Mu Qiu actually gave it some thought: "I think it’s not a bad idea."
Zhao Yu: "......"
The program team wanted her to uncover these stories. It’s hard to say who has it tougher.
... But truth be told, she really didn’t want to stay here any longer looking for clues. That horror movie feeling that gives you goosebumps—she never wanted to experience that again.
Rolling her eyes, she coughed lightly and said earnestly, "Although it’s informal, I think this method is somewhat feasible under the current circumstances."
Mu Qiu knew she would say that. Who doesn’t know the other between the two of them?
"Let’s go. Since the clue is so obvious and we know the story, let’s head to the next place."
Zhao Yu played along, looking serious: "Makes sense. Let’s head to the next place to make up stories... I mean, to find clues."
The two of them continued their conversation nonchalantly as they walked out, as if their version of the story were indeed the truth.
"So cruel. Sister Guan Yu is so cruel to the chef by doing that."
"And this Doctor Huai, really, helping people with colds and coughs all day isn’t enough? He has to go conduct these shady experiments."
"No wonder Sister Guan Yu mentioned finding green hair in their rental. Oh, such a perfectly good home is gone just like that."
If not for the fresh memory, the cameraman who had been listening to their talk might have believed that their storyline was the program’s actual setup.
It’s one thing for Mu Qiu to make things up, but now she had someone to back her up. They could even switch genders for stories.
After leaving the operating room and reaching the fast-food establishment outside, Mu Qiu finally felt the lingering chill behind her dissipate.
She turned to the camera and explained seriously: "I’m sorry, Sister Guan Yu, Brother Huai, since you’re no longer around, I suppose the truth of your stories doesn’t really matter anymore.
I think focusing on the terror of those who survived is more important, don’t you agree? Oh, you agree too? That’s good."
Zhao Yu passed by with a speechless expression: "If Brother Huai could hear you through the screen, he’d be so mad he’d come back to life immediately."
Mu Qiu shrugged and caught up with her.
"Let’s go, check out Doctor Huai’s clinic."
People like them, who were so determined to introduce the program team’s intricate setups even when they should be hiding from 173, were truly one of a kind.
Even for those who had been eliminated early like Shi Yuhuai and Chen Yi, who turned into zombies, they meticulously found the clinic and dug up clues and stories for their supposedly "ordinary" lives.
Truly—money makes the world go ’round.
The clinic wasn’t located on Lotus Street, likely because Doctor Huai was dirt poor and couldn’t afford a spot in a busy street, so he found a spot in a back alley.
There’s even a tree that blocks half the sign. If not for the K-stand outside saying "Honest doctor, no deceiving the young or old," they wouldn’t have noticed.
The door was locked, with only a glowing board outside reading that one could become a gold VIP by topping up 3000 yuan, enjoying a 12% discount, or by topping up 5000 yuan for a treatment session with Doctor Huai.
"... Brother Huai is really expensive, more enticing than a 12% discount."
Walking past the whiteboard and testing the huge lock at the door, Mu Qiu peered inside through the glass sliding doors.
It was the usual doctor’s office setup with a cashier area and several rooms likely used for treatment.
Behind the doctor’s chair were rows of medicine shelves, rummaged through in a haphazard manner.
"Even before it got locked, they were already rifled through. What happened? Could it be that after the apocalypse, someone returned here, took all the useful meds, and locked it up to prevent others from taking them?"
This hypothesis made more sense the more she thought about it, and it seemed exactly like something Doctor Huai would do.
She answered her own question: "Yes, that must be it!"
Pressing herself against the door so much her eyes crossed, she waved to Zhao Yu: "Do you see anything?"
They were at different vantage points, so they saw slightly different things.
Zhao Yu: "I see... I see a silhouette on the glass."
"..."
Slowly, they turned around, locking eyes with the brightly smiling Chu Qiu.
"Hey! How are you two? What a coincidence, to run into you here."
Mu Qiu immediately pressed herself against the glass door, eyeing him warily: "Aren’t you squabbling with Brother Cheng and Sister Shu Ran? What are you doing here?"
"Arguing, my ass. What do you think this is, a shaman’s duel?" He took a step closer.
"Don’t come closer! Just speak from where you are!"
Chu Qiu raised his hands and stopped: "Okay, okay, I’ll stay here. But what are you afraid of? Although I’m a traitor, the only monster I can use is your 049, which won’t work on you two."
Mu Qiu pondered; it seemed logical, but still, better to keep a distance from these sneaky folks.
"So, what do you want?"
"I want to form an alliance," Chu Qiu said sincerely, "Shu Ran’s monster is too powerful, plus it can move while she controls it. I want to take her out first."
"Don’t you know alliances in this show never end well? I won’t trust you."
Chu Qiu, still in his surrender pose, insisted earnestly:
"I’m the most useless among the three traitors right now. One, I don’t have my own monster. Two, I’m dying from 813’s curse. Three, the only monster I have doesn’t work on you. Tell me, what wave can I cause?"
The "honest" Zhao Yu curiously asked:
"Then if you’re so useless, how do you plan to take out Sister Shu Ran?"
"..." Chu Qiu, looking meek, made a suggestion, "Do you think we can charge into the statue’s circle of protection and take down Shu Ran together?"
Mu Qiu: "Absolutely impossible."
Are you joking? Shu Ran could just have statues block her and escape. Chasing her would mean not blinking, informing the next person before blinking, and sticking a note on her to take her out—something even gods couldn’t accomplish.
"Ah—" Chu Qiu sighed, disappointed, "then what do we do?"
"There’s only one way now."
"What is it?"
Mu Qiu spread her fingers, showing a five: "Find the fifth card. I suspect that card is the ultimate weapon."
