Chapter 92: True Colors—Fattened for Slaughter

Chapter 92: True Colors—Fattened for Slaughter

By the elevator door, the Elevator Attendant leaned against the wall, tilting its head as it dozed off. A figure approached slowly and spoke indifferently, "Take me to the basement level."

Startled awake by the voice, the Elevator Attendant was about to snap in irritation when it recognized the visitor and immediately straightened up. "G-Goat... Doctor!"

The Goat Supernatural Doctor fixed its pitch-black eyeballs on the creature. "My student went down, didn't he?"

"Who? I... I didn’t see anyone."

The Elevator Attendant scratched its head, utterly confused.

The Goat Supernatural Doctor's face frosted over. "Your only purpose is to guard this elevator and recognize every single person who enters it. If you can’t even fulfill that, tell me—what use are you?"

Before it could react— A spray of blood!

One of the Elevator Attendant’s eyeballs was forcibly ripped out, pinched between the Goat Supernatural Doctor’s fingers before being flicked carelessly into a nearby trash bin.

"Sharpen your eyes next time, or someone else will take your place."

The elevator doors slid open, and the Goat Supernatural Doctor stepped inside.

Trembling, the Elevator Attendant didn’t even dare to wipe the blood streaming from its right eye, nodding frantically as it watched the doors close.

Once the elevator descended, it clutched its head, desperately trying to recall when Ji Yan had gone down—but no matter how hard it racked its brain, it couldn’t remember.

...

Ding.

The elevator doors opened slowly.

The Goat Supernatural Doctor surveyed the long corridor ahead before stepping out. It crouched down, running its fingers along the floor.

"Why did he dare leave the Operating Room without permission?"

"Why come to the Morgue of all places?"

"Does he know about the Forensic Doctor...?"

The coldness and killing intent in its eyes intensified, its lips curling into a twisted half-smile. "What a rebellious student."

Standing up, it caught the scent of its student lingering in the air—a nauseating stench of infection.

At the end of the corridor, a door creaked open, revealing the forensic examination room.

But inside, only two pools of blood remained. No one was there.

"You can’t hide. The stench on you is too strong."

The Goat Supernatural Doctor strode deeper into the room, passing shelves cluttered with objects, its elongated shadow stretching across the floor.

The shadow reached the wall, gradually morphing into the grinning visage of a demon!

"Stop hiding. Let your Teacher see your progress."

"How is the patient?"

Its voice echoed through the dark corners, dripping with the false warmth of a doting teacher humoring a wayward student.

"You know my patience has limits."

The tone turned icy.

Finally, movement came from behind a shelf to the left. The Goat Supernatural Doctor’s towering figure blocked the entire passage.

Under the flickering lights, half of Ji Yan’s body was exposed—his black curly fur, rough Goat Horns, and the skeletal half of his goat-like face.

The Goat Supernatural Doctor narrowed its eyes, mockery lacing its voice. "What happened to you?"

Ji Yan stretched out a hand covered in Black Hair, his voice trembling with fear and confusion. "Teacher... I don’t know anything."

"When I woke up, I was like this."

"Can you save me...? Make me normal again."

Looking at the bewildered and helpless Ji Yan, the Goat Supernatural Doctor's tone grew even gentler: "You're severely infected."

"Teacher does have a way to restore you to your original state."

"But first, Teacher wants to ask, where did you take that patient?"

"How is it now?"

The Goat Supernatural Doctor inquired casually, its voice soft, yet its eyeball fixed intently on the slightest change in Ji Yan's expression.

Ji Yan shook his head, speaking with shame and remorse: "Teacher, I couldn't save that patient."

"I... I handed it over to that Forensic Doctor."

"I wanted to find medicine to cure this infection, but it was too late. The time was up. So I beg you, Teacher, can you give me one more chance?"

"I don’t want to be eliminated. I don’t want to leave this hospital."

Hearing that the patient had been given to the Forensic Doctor, the mockery in the Goat Supernatural Doctor's eyes deepened, and its tense nerves relaxed slightly.

It took two steps forward, its voice devoid of emotion: "According to the hospital's rules, you have been stripped of your position as Attending Doctor and must face punishment."

"But out of Teacher's mercy, I can grant you one chance to save yourself!"

At these words, Ji Yan abruptly raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelieving joy.

"Really, Teacher? Tell me! I’ll do anything you ask!"

"As long as I can stay in the hospital!"

The Goat Supernatural Doctor looked down at Ji Yan: "Come here."

"First, let Teacher see how far the infection has spread."

Ji Yan’s face showed unease.

But after a moment of hesitation, he still stepped forward.

As he moved into the light, it illuminated his entire body, revealing every corner thoroughly tainted by the infection.

In the corridor, Ji Yan’s body was covered in Black Hair, while the Goat Supernatural Doctor’s was covered in White Hair—a stark contrast.

The Goat Supernatural Doctor clicked its tongue. "How did it get this bad?"

Then, it commanded Ji Yan to turn around, reaching out to stroke the Black Hair with its fingertips.

Its voice dripped with disgust and disdain: "You look like you’ve been defiled all over, so filthy I don’t even want to touch you!"

Ji Yan pleaded desperately: "Teacher, what should I do?"

"Lie on the bed. I’ll perform surgery on you myself. As for the outcome… that depends on your fate."

Hearing this, Ji Yan’s face turned ashen, but he still lay down on the bed.

The harsh light stabbed into his eyes. Lying there, Ji Yan was filled with despair and terror, continuously begging the Goat Supernatural Doctor for answers—but there was no response.

The Goat Supernatural Doctor lifted a scalpel, pressing its palm against Ji Yan’s chest. It spoke in a chilling whisper:

"Do you know? When a student of the Zodiac’s infection exceeds 80%, the hospital considers them trash."

"Such students, labeled as 'trash,' are handed over to the Medical Instructor for disposal."

"In other words, you’ve already lost the hospital’s protection."

Ji Yan asked nervously: "Teacher, I know these rules… but what are you trying to say?"

"What Teacher means is—"

The Goat Supernatural Doctor’s gaze turned sinister, its lips twisting into a grotesque grin.

"From a professional standpoint, infected as you are, you’re utterly repulsive."

"But from Teacher’s personal perspective… you’re absolutely delicious!"

With those words, the scalpel arced through the air— And plunged straight into Ji Yan’s chest.

Blood sprayed out in a violent gush…

Ji Yan's face was deathly pale. He struggled, but a rough, goat hoof-like hand pressed him down firmly onto the stretcher.

As for the Goat Supernatural Doctor, not a trace of tolerance or mercy remained. Its face was densely covered in a bloody glow, its twisted features brimming with ravenous greed.

"Let me tell you another secret, Teacher," it said.

"None of your senior brothers or sisters ever 'graduated' successfully under my guidance to become Chief Doctors."

"Because this Mission was specifically designed by me—a Death Trial for you all to dig your own graves."

"I never considered any of you I nurtured as my students. You were merely livestock, fattened up for slaughter!"

"Now, look at this Black Hair of yours. How plump and delicious it is, isn't it?"

The Goat Supernatural Doctor's face contorted even more grotesquely, thick strands of drool dripping incessantly from between its jagged teeth...