I transmigrated into the body of a psychiatric hospital director and landed in the Golmud underground palace from the start, crushing two waterlogged corpses by sitting down on them.
In front of Wu Xie, Xiao Ge, and Pangzi, who stood there dumbfounded,
Lu Ye rapped on the plastic basin in his hands.
“Time for rounds! What bed are you from? Why are you having a group brawl in the middle of the night?”
And so the whole underground palace descended into chaos.
They run into a top-grade waterlogged corpse impervious to blades and bullets?
Lu Ye pulls out a giant iron ladle.
“The patient’s hemorrhoids are acting up. He needs a minor procedure without anesthesia!”
One whack, and it’s reduced to powder!
They run into hallucinogenic ancient moths?
Lu Ye whips out a 12.8-yuan electric mosquito swatter.
“The cafeteria moths have escaped!”
One swat, and they’re fried to a crisp!
Watching Lu Ye show off his power, Zhang Qiling suddenly felt like the Black Gold Ancient Blade in his hand just wasn’t doing it for him anymore.
Worse still, this master forced a job on him.
“Care assistant Zhang, carry that red-haired corpse back to its room. Make sure you turn it over, too. Its snoring is keeping me awake!”
Xiao Ge is forced to clock in, and Pangzi is forced to get treated.
This isn’t a terrifying expedition at all. It’s a psychiatric big shot giving the underworld a live makeover!
