Chapter 470: Cursed Hospital (8)

It did not take long for Feng Bujue to follow the crying to come to the nursery. Brother Jue was ultimately still more familiar with monster like a ghost baby, after all he had met one during the scenario for the haunted high school, Ye Jie High. At the time, he was no greater a fighter than normal person but he did manage to kill the monster so now he was not that worried.

“From the sound, there appears to be more than one…” When Feng Bujue reached the door of the nursery, he realized this problem. “Would there be an insta kill trap once I open the door…” He thought to himself. [Perhaps I need to come back after I get the candy?] He t.i.tled his side and said with a frown. [Hm… but if I really think about it, a newborn wouldn’t be able to eat sweet anyway… or the babies born at Monster Kingdom has super powerful digestive system when they are born?] He hesitated before entering the nursery. After all, there was no clear warning of death. If we’re just comparing scary level, it was not as obvious as room 109.

After entering the room, before Feng Bujue was a rectangular s.p.a.ce about 80 cubic metres and more than 10 mini beds were arranged neatly. The small beats had rails around them to prevent the babies from rolling over. Raising the flashlight to scan around, Brother Jue noticed… 5 of the beds were occupied and four of them were placed at the 4 corners of the room and the last one was at a small bed closest to the door.

The babies at the four corners crying but the one at the door was strangely silent…

“Hmm… As they say… those who bark normally won’t bite…” Feng Bujue said as he pulled out the folding knife. At the same time, he moved the flashlight to the baby closest to him.

To his surprise, the baby raised his hand to block his face and then said, “Hey! What are you planning to do? Blind my eyes? Move that thing away!” His tone was scary, it sounded like the voice of a teen. The words were powerful and clear, and it had an African American accent.

There was a moment where Feng Bujue thought he was hallucinating, because it was just too comedic to have such a voice appear in an environment like, it washed away all the scary elements.

“What’s going on? Is that you? Kris?” He slowly moved the flashlight away and took two steps forward (Brother Jue was referencing the famous African American comic, Chris Rock).

“Who?” The baby replied, “The h.e.l.l you’re talking about? I’m Martin.”

“Erm… Sorry…” Feng Bujue was close enough to get a good look. This “Martin” was indeed a baby, but from his size, he was not a newborn but a toddler around 8 months old and… his skin was indeed black and there was a sharp horn that grew out from his head.

…

“You’re the security here?” Martin raised his eyes to look at Brother Jue.

“Yes,” Feng Bujue replied.

“Oh, your timing is perfect. Can you get those four to shut up? They’re driving me nuts.” Martin sat up and used his pudgy finger to point at the four babies at the corners of the room. At that moment, they were still crying.

“Erm… what should I do?” Feng Bujue asked.

“Do I need you to teach you everything? How did you manage to survive for so long?” Martin groused. “Even a blind man can tell they’re hungry, so find a way to feed them!”

“Oh, so that’s why, I have to feed them, is it…” Brother Jue answered. “Well… I do know a nurse…” He cupped the area around his breast. “Perhaps she can help…”

“Is there a f.u.c.king hole in your head?” Martin continued to mock in his rapping-esque voice. “Don’t you even know what a baby need to feed on?” He kept trying to add the f-word into his sentences.

“Erm… Mr. Martin, you don’t appear to be that old but you sure have a good mastery of the curse words…” Feng Bujue said mockingly. Martin glared at him and flipped Brother Jue off.

“fine…” Feng Bujue understood how far could this conversation go. He got from the conversation that the babies at Monster Kingdom do not need to feed on milk so he asked. “Then… what shall I feed them?”

“Vomit of course! What else can I be?” Martin said matter of factly.

“Huh?”

“The expression on your face is trying to stress to me that you are really an idiot?” Martin asked.

After the temporary shock and hesitation, Brother Jue soon arrived at a hypothesis, he said darkly. “So… this is how you use the sandwich…” he took a deep breath. “In a way, this scenario sure is challenging…”

“What are you grumbling about now?” Martin rushed and pointed somewhere at the room. “The bottles are over there. Puke into them and twist on the lids. Is that clear enough for you? You f.u.c.king understand English, right?”

“Yes… You made it clear enough…” Feng Bujue said seriously as he moved to the direction the baby pointed out. His expression looked like he was going to donate blood.

“Side quest triggered,” The system announced. “Feed your vomit to the four monster babies,” also appeared in the quest tab. A clear quest direction, a simple and quick mission that could be wrapped up easily. These were all fine, the only problem was… the quest requirement. Brother Jue soon walked to a long table by the wall. On the table was a metallic tray and on it sat four baby bottles. On the tray, at the bottom of the bottles were stains of sticky liquid of varying colors, yup, they definitely did not look like milk…

“In a way, this is quite convenient, you don’t need to wash them after using…” Feng Bujue said as he placed the flashlight on the table. And then he opened the bottles one by one. Then came the step for the production of ‘food’…

“Think of good things…” Feng Bujue took out the ziplock bag from his pocket. When he opened it, a horrible smell drifted out from it. “At least I don’t need to worry about having an empty stomach or need to gouge at my throat to produce something.” Brother Jue took out the sandwich and took a generous bite of it. The plan was to move quick and fast and finished it in 3 to 5 bites and then vomit them up as fast. But… he was already stumped on his first bite.

The disgusting level of this sandwich was far beyond his expectation… the leaking water, the mould that grew on the bread, the wiggling worms… all of them were challenges from X factors. Thriller Paradise had a weirdly authentic recreation of these disgusting things. If this was a normal person… they would probably disconnect after the first bite because they wouldn’t survive this torture…

But Feng Bujue… soon channelled that disgust into anger. It was like something had set in him… He moved his jaw with determination and grounded up these unknown sticky object in his mouth and tried to swallow as much as he could. Then after about 5 seconds of percolation, he lowered his head and out came the sustenance to fill up the first bottle.

“Alright… three more to go…” With glowing determination, he picked up the remaining sandwich and took another bite…

Just like that, in about 5 seconds, Feng Bujue successfully filled up 4 bottles and twisted the lids back on.

“Hmph… not even a challenge! Ha ha ha ha!” he laughed like he had completed something great. Then he rushed to the faucet nearby, opened it and started to rinse his mouth…

Thankfully, the tap water at Monster Kingdom was still… tap water. If it was sulphur or something that came out from the tap, Feng Bujue wouldn’t know what to do. He gargled the water, rinsed his mouth and dry heaved for a long time before he removed the nasty smell from his mouth. Then, he took out the chewing gum from his pocket. He stuffed three into his mouth and chomped on them.

“Is this quest really meant for a human?” Brother Jue placed all four bottles on the tray and walked to the first baby. “Even though I am playing a monster in game but the system should know I am a player…”

The next step was much simple. When the monster babies saw Brother Jue came over with the ‘food’, they raised their arms and their crying stopped and turned into pleading. Once Feng Bujue reached the bottle over, they were instantly s.n.a.t.c.hed away. Seeing the babies sucking on the vomit so happily, even Brother Jue felt a bit uneasy…

“Ah~ Now this is much better.” When the four babies all quieted down, Martin at the door sighed. Feng Bujue replaced the tray and walked back to the door. He glanced at the quest menu and realized it was still not ticked, looks like he needed to talk with Martin to finish the quest.

“It feels like… in this universe or any other universe… nothing is beneath me anymore.” Brother Jue stood before Martin with a sigh and lamented. But at the moment he was thinking. [If you give me c.r.a.p as reward for all that, imma stab you to death…]

“Not bad, brother.” Martin said. “If they continue to cry, I will go f.u.c.king insane.” He paused and asked. “By the way, u got a cig?”

Feng bujue looked at this ‘baby’ with dead eyes and then silently took out the half bag of cigarette from his pocket and handed it over…

Martin pulled one out, dangled it on his lips, then lifted his eyes at Brother Jue and shrugged. The body language was clear so Brother Jue didn’t say anything… but took out the lighter and helped the baby with the cigarette.

“Phew…” Martin expertly blew out a perfect smoke ring. “Ah… haven’t tasted one in such a long time.”

“I can give you the whole pack…” Feng Bujue said as he placed both the pack of cigarette and lighter in the baby’s crib.

“Ha ha… thanks man.” Martin smiled and the smile was as creepy as it could get. “You’re not a bad fella and have helped me a lot. How about I give you something interesting in return…”