Chapter 69: “The Best Help You Can Give Me Is Not Causing Trouble!”
Zhang Yangqing’s approach to clearing the level was straightforward:
Use the simplest method to navigate the most complex strange tale world.
Clearly, this self-righteous surgeon was doing a good deed—something meaningful, in a way.
For other players, cooperating with the surgeon might have been a decent strategy. After all, strengthening the passengers would give them an edge against future dangers.
But it also came with risks—namely, the unknown threat of the Butcher profession.
Zhang Yangqing, however, was here to clear the level.
Imagine a treasure right in front of you, guarded by someone who demands you complete a task to claim it.
But if you’re strong enough to defeat the guardian… why bother with the task?
Here, whoever has the bigger fists makes the rules.
Right now, his fists were bigger.
Whether he chose to play along depended entirely on his mood.
If the surgeon was smart, he’d hand over the treasure willingly.
But if he dared to threaten him? Well, they’d have to settle it the hard way.
A surgeon and four assistants—this lineup would terrify most players.
After all, surgeons were far more powerful than ordinary special anomalies.
They probably weren’t hidden anomalies, since those were rare.
To Zhang Yangqing, the situation was slightly dangerous… but not exactly difficult.
The real threat? The scalpel.
Rule 5 warned: “The hospital contains lethal objects. Do not touch them carelessly.”
If the hospital director was a hidden anomaly, then the scalpel was likely one of the instant-death triggers in this scenario.
Zhang Yangqing wasn’t the type to gamble with his life. Avoiding the scalpel was the smart move.
This was where combat experience came in.
If he went straight for the surgeon’s heart or head, the man might still manage to stab him in a last-ditch effort.
Never underestimate a skilled blade user’s dying strike.
(The security guards earlier hadn’t had sharp weapons, so he’d dealt with them easily.)
This time, his priority was disabling the surgeon’s hands first.
“A mere security guard? How dare you!”
The surgeon shifted into a combat stance.
Apparently, doctors here trained in martial arts to handle unruly patients.
“Oh? What’s wrong with security guards?”
Zhang Yangqing’s smile remained unshaken.
He was starting to enjoy the role.
When he’d played other characters, he’d loved giving security guards a hard time.
Now that he was the guard? He relished making others miserable.
Seeing Zhang Yangqing ready to strike, the two passenger-turned-guards retreated to the doorway.
Not because they were cowards—
But because the tour guide was so strong that their best contribution was staying out of the way.
If the surgeon and his lackeys wouldn’t make the first move, Zhang Yangqing would.
A flash of lightning paralyzed the surgeon’s body.
Then, in a blur, Zhang Yangqing closed the distance—
Two swift strikes of his baton later, the surgeon’s hands were useless.
The other doctors and nurses lunged forward with scalpels.
But with the surgeon neutralized, the real slaughter began.
Zhang Yangqing swung his riot shield in a wide arc.
Golden light erupted from its surface, flooding the room like a tidal wave.
The shield became a flyswatter, sending all four assistants flying.
BOOM! CRASH!
The sound of shattered furniture filled the air.
The surgeon’s allies lay motionless in pools of blood.
Seeing his comrades fallen, the surgeon glared at the masked guard with pure hatred.
But the man behind the gas mask showed no mercy.
A final shield bash crushed the surgeon’s chest—silencing him forever.
“Your turn. Take all the enhancement serums and scalpels. Finish off any survivors. No loose ends.”
Zhang Yangqing knew how to delegate.
He hadn’t brought these two along just to spectate.
The enhancement serums were clearly valuable. According to the surgeon, they altered the body—
Just like the buffed physiques of the anomalous guards.
This was why gathering intel before attacking mattered.
If he’d struck immediately, he’d have missed these rewards.
(That’s also why he’d used Golden Light Spell and Lightning Palm instead of an area-of-effect attack—to preserve the serums.)
Stronger passengers meant fewer headaches later.
As for the scalpels? Even if they weren’t instant-death tools, they were still weapons.
And there might even be hidden treasure here…
While the two guards looted, Zhang Yangqing found a suspicious item—
A finely crafted box, similar to the one he’d found in the wax museum.
Inside was something seemingly useless…
Just a souvenir for clearing the level?
Did it only affect the final score?
Shrugging, he took it anyway, unlocking the drawer with keys from the surgeon’s corpse.
By the time he’d secured the loot, even global viewers were stunned.
