### Chapter 202: Who Says Doctors Can’t Be Cat Owners?
“Still alive?”
Zhao Mingyue opened the door, and Bai Yu’s figure stepped out from her shadow, standing right there in the room.
The bl**d in the room had been cleaned up, and even Chen Tianran’s injuries had been staunched with bl**d Thread, enough to keep her on the brink of life without necessarily healing her wounds.
Hearing Bai Yu’s voice, Chen Tianran, wrapped in bl**d Thread, opened her eyes with great effort. Her voice was weak, “Y-yeah, I’m okay. Not dead yet.”
“Well, not dead is good; those five guys outside have already been dealt with.”
At this, Chen Tianran’s emotions clearly started to spiral. She struggled to lift her head to look into Bai Yu’s eyes, but the pain from her injuries and the exhaustion from bl**d loss rendered her words a challenge.
“Really? Those five guys are really dead?”
“Not a scrap left behind.”
Knowing Bai Yu’s nature, Chen Tianran trusted her. After all, she was a doctor; no way she would joke about something this outrageous.
Silently, Chen Tianran lowered her head.
From Bai Yu’s position, her expression was unreadable. One could only barely make out her stifled sobs—soft and faint, as it was evident Chen Tianran was trying her hardest to control herself. Nevertheless, tears streamed down her face, dripping off the tip of her nose to the floor.
Zhao Mingyue closed the door, joining Bai Yu at her side as they exchanged glances, both silently observing the scene.
Zhao Mingyue guessed that Chen Tianran was one of Bai Yu’s old friends. So seeing her cry so heartbreakingly, even if she couldn’t fully comprehend Chen Tianran’s feelings, she could at least make an educated guess about her thoughts.
So, it turns out not all of Bai Yu’s old friends are crazy—there are some normal ones too.
Well, that may not be entirely accurate. In some senses, Chen Tianran was crazy too, as evidenced by her wounds.
A normal person wouldn’t really consider going to such lengths.
Perhaps she didn’t seem that crazy; it might be due to understanding that all she did was for her family and sister, which invoked sympathy.
“Am I embarrassing you all like this?”
After crying, Chen Tianran managed to gasp out, summoning some strength to lift her head, “Dealing with those five trashy guys in this way…”
By “you all,” she was naturally referring to the sc*m Game group.
Participants of the sc*m Game often fought fiercely, but deep down, they all carried an inexplicable pride, feeling superior for having clawed their way out of that hellhole. Especially concerning the people in this world, even major organizations like the Ghost Domain and Gatekeepers were dismissed with little regard.
“No, not at all.”
“You don’t need to comfort me. I know where I stand.” Chen Tianran’s bloodied face, blurred by tears, fought to form a smile—a forced smile at best, “My head isn’t as sharp as yours, nor am I as strong, just the bottom of the barrel. I guess getting bullied by ‘locals’ is just my fate.”
Upon returning to this world, when she opened her eyes, she found herself truly back home. Her sister was alive, her father too, nothing had really changed, exactly as it was in her deepest memories.
To enjoy a life that only appeared in dreams or to temporarily abandon her family, grow stronger, and rewrite her fate.
Normal people would invariably choose the latter; only this person before her could choose both.
But she chose the former.
It wasn’t that she intended to; it was just that in her indecision, she mistakenly believed she still had a choice, while in reality, she had already settled into that past life.
“Locals aren’t necessarily weak; at least you tried. Not avoiding is something, right?” Bai Yu said nonchalantly, her comforting skills lacking.
“Yeah, though the price was high.” Chen Tianran’s smile faded, replaced by heartfelt acknowledgment, “I won’t tell you my old name; you probably wouldn’t remember a nobody like me, which doesn’t really matter.”
“You helped me today, doctor. If I can survive, this life of mine is yours.”
“No need for that; just live well and take care of your sister.”
“I knew you’d say that.” Chen Tianran chuckled bitterly, “Anyway, I’ve made up my mind. If trouble arises in the future and you need a d*ath warrior, just reach out to me; even if you say no now, I won’t argue. Just remember me, and when you really need me, you’ll think of me.”
“By the way, don’t worry about the Evil Spirit inside Bingtang. I can communicate with her; she’s right here.”
As Chen Tianran finished, the Chen Bingtang on the bed opened her eyes.
Her irises were gray, and her pupils were exceptional.
She raised a hand and rapidly wrote a few words on paper; the writing clearly wasn’t something a ten-year-old girl could mimic.
“Thank you for help; Bingtang is my child; I won’t harm her.”
Once Bai Yu finished reading that, the Evil Spirit flipped the paper and wrote another message, “Tianran is what restored my sanity; I’m truly clear-headed now.”
“Thanks for saving her. She’s a good kid.”
“Here for you.”
Chen Bingtang flipped her little hand, revealing an exquisite, teardrop-shaped crystal in her palm.
Bai Yu moved closer, accepting the crystal without hesitation.
This crystal was the so-called task reward, known as Tears of the Evil Spirit.
What it exactly does was presently unclear; however, under normal circumstances, it should assist in strengthening her and transforming bl**d Thread.
Her bl**d Thread had undergone substantial changes after absorbing mass amounts of Evil God’s resentment, now advancing towards an unknown direction—all they knew was that this change was a good sign.
Unfortunately, achieving a genuine qualitative change wasn’t a straightforward process; merely absorbing malevolent feelings wasn’t enough.
She speculated that the Tears of the Evil Spirit were integral. Once the Evil God’s Tears reached a certain amount, they would need a sufficient measure of malice to allow her to transition smoothly.
“This lady, I’d like to advise you.”
“Try not to eat a lot of ghosts; your body has accumulated too much waste. That waste will interfere with you.”
Chen Bingtang wrote two more lines and fixated her big, adorable eyes on Bai Yu.
“Got it; thanks for the reminder.”
Meanwhile, Zhao Mingyue thoughtfully dialed an ambulance, sharing a glance with Bai Yu.
“Let’s wait for the doctor to arrive before we leave. I mean, the real doctor, not that silly, adorable quack.”
Zhao Mingyue had wanted to ask why Bai Yu had such a strange title, ‘doctor.’ If one didn’t know better, one might think she was a healer. Given Bai Yu’s temperament and established methods, ‘healing’ and her were likely worlds apart.
Instead, those needing ‘healing’ were potentially victims of Bai Yu’s so-called ‘medicinal help.’
Isn’t that what a quack is? Doctors wield scalpels while she preferred her bl**d Thread swords, reminiscent of a Tang Dao.
There’s no way one could heal people with that; she was far more likely to just as easily k*ll them.
“Quack.” Chen Tianran couldn’t help but laugh despite herself.
This was the first time she’d heard someone refer to a doctor like that, especially in front of the doctor herself. As for the ‘silly adorable’ part, she couldn’t be bothered to even comment. How could those words ever be associated with a doctor?
As they waited for the doctor, Bai Yu had Zhao Mingyue retrieve her black phone.
Sure enough, this particular salvation mission counted as a success; she had received the Tears of the Evil Spirit along with a chance to retrieve equipment as rewards.
Tears of the Evil Spirit
Even Evil Spirits Can Cry; I’m Not Joking.
Effect: After absorbing this item, you will gain Evil Spirit power.
Note: Collect five such items and completely absorb them to awaken unknown abilities.
Equipment Draw Chance x2
Still reminiscing about those old friends? Congratulations, you’ve gained the chance to reacquire them.
What made this nasty black phone so irksome was its refusal to directly inform her of her rewards, or whether she succeeded or failed in a task; it required her to actively check.
Just like when Shen Shuyun completed her redemption task—she found out much later that there was a reward involved.
Similarly, when the Dragon Lady’s redemption task failed, there was no notification.
But then again, that was all normal. For the Dragon Lady’s task, she had been utterly clueless until learning from Qian Mu that soul fragmentation also had its two sides, and only then did she grasp what she was supposed to do.
In simple terms, she needed to help the Dragon Lady find her dark side.
But this was far easier said than done; simply figuring out how to locate this dark aspect was already a significant hassle, compounded by the absolute lack of any clues. Most crucially, there was no time to spare—only one night, and she couldn’t afford to waste spirit on other matters.
This, however, could hardly be blamed on the task design of the sc*m Game; rather, she had somewhat bitten off more than she could chew.
For her personally, Eternal Life Village was quite beyond her capabilities.
The task there was straightforward, lacking fuss: in essence, it boiled down to one word—k*ll.
Slay all the believers, and the Evil God would naturally be resolved.
But the most challenging aspect lay in the omnipresent curses and evil intentions, corrupting one’s body at any moment; one careless mistake could lead to becoming an Evil God’s pawn.
After dealing with the curse, one faced hundreds of powerful believers backed by Evil Spirits and numerous in Red; not to mention, there were a couple of Evil Gods lurking, ready to jump into the believers and become BOSSs at any time.
If it weren’t for the Dragon Lady’s high physical limits, allowing her to showcase a portion of her past strength, completing this task would have been an impossibility.
Notably, Bai Yu discovered Zhao Mingyue’s task of the White Day Amusement Park was still in a tentative state—this was a first for her.
“Hey, Chen Tianran, Chen Jie.” Zhao Mingyue suddenly brightened up, rushing toward Chen Tianran, “If you really want to thank Bai Yu, there’s actually another way.”
“What way?”
Zhao Mingyue leaned in closer, whispering hurriedly into Chen Tianran’s ear.
Once she finished, Chen Tianran looked back in shock, her eyes filled with disbelief.
“Are you serious?”
“Of course.” Zhao Mingyue patted her chest proudly, “Only I know Bai Yu best in this world; with just a glance or a tiny expression, I can tell what she’s thinking.”
“My understanding of her is comprehensive.”
Bai Yu turned off her black phone, giving Zhao Mingyue a strange glance, unsure what tricks this girl was plotting behind her back.
The next second, she found out.
“Doctor, I heard you’re a cat lover.” Chen Tianran suddenly found the strength to lift her head, eyes sparkling.
Bai Yu abruptly turned towards Zhao Mingyue, who was winking and pointing underneath the bed at a short-legged, pitch-black kitten with two ocean-blue eyes.
This kitten was remarkably similar to the one she had buried in the park, perhaps even from the same litter, small and just four or five months old.
The difference was that the one from the park was bold and unafraid, while this one was practically branded with a fearful expression.
Bai Yu hesitated; even Chen Tianran noticed.
A minor shock was inevitable.
A doctor who easily spills bl**d was, in fact, a cat owner?
“If you like it, just take it.” Chen Tianran swallowed hard, not daring to say ‘cat owner,’ “I’ll definitely be going to the hospital soon. My sister needs to return to a normal life and go to school, and my father has his own work to do to earn a living. Nobody can take care of this little guy, so I might as well give her to you. If you have time, just take care of her for me.”
“I found this kitten in a park, and I haven’t had her for long.”
“I’ve been busy lately, didn’t even name her yet. When you take her home, give her a name.”
“This kitten is very clever and has some effect on warding off evil spirits.”
That last bit reminded Bai Yu of the time she first came here with Li Tianan—when he had brought this very kitten into the bedroom.
After a moment, Bai Yu nodded, her expression a bit awkward, “Then, I’ll take her.”
As Chen Tianran looked on in mild disbelief.
Zhao Mingyue scooped up the kitten, placing it on the Moon Fox’s head—a perfect black-and-white duo.
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On the way back, Zhao Mingyue was still sitting sideways on Shuang Er’s back.
Smartly this time, she requested Shuang Er not to inflate her size too much, settling on a large dog-like form. That way, she could ride without making a spectacle of herself.
Otherwise, if she looked like a giant tiger or lion every time, she’d be on the news the very next day.
In Bai Yu’s words, this fox had at least the strength of Red Clothes, so assisting on the side was feasible—primarily leveraging mental interference.
Holding Little Coal Ball in her arms, Zhao Mingyue gently rubbed her little head.
“It seems not just me, but anyone who knows you, upon realizing you’re a cat owner, would be equally shocked.”
“I’m not a cat owner.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Okay, okay, not a cat owner.” Zhao Mingyue’s eyes twinkled, “Wasn’t there a ghost saying earlier in the youth apartment, that I need to show you my wounds when I return?”
“The bl**d threads I’ve lost—will it recover?”
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