In a dimly lit secret room, Qin Nuo received his caretaker uniform.

  Surprisingly, this time the uniform was , without bloodstains or any unpleasant stench of decay.

  A nun handed a stack of dots and a key to Qin Nuo.

  "The west wing ohird floor is your responsibility."

  "These are all the files of the patients you're in charge of, as well as the basic daily tasks of g for them. The number on the key is your room number."

  "Try to avoid flicts with the patients. Within reasonable limits, fulfill your duties. If the demands are excessive, you appropriately disciplihe patients to make them more pliant."

  "For example, if they talk too much, you cut out their tongue. If they stare too much, you gouge out their eyes. It's all within the permissible range."

  Goodness, is this what they call appropriate discipline?

  It's a good thing the patients don't have aives, otherwise, this mental hospital would have been torn down!

  Qin Nuo nodded, "Uood."

  "Six o'clock sharp is the end of your shift. Collect yes at the front desk."

  "The inse sticks will be distributed based on your work performance."

  "Are these inse sticks important?" Qin Nuo asked.

  The inse sticks are reted to the nightmares of the night. What happens when night falls?

  The nun did not answer, simply turned around a, as if she wouldn't reveal anything beyond the caretaker instrus.

  After the nu, Qin Nuo tidied up his attire and murmured, "Fet it, let's take it step by step."

  "First, let's get the job at hand done."

  With that, Qin Nuo headed towards the third floor.

  The mental hospital appeared evehan Qin Nuo had imagined, eerie ae, with not a soul in sight for quite a while.

  Upon reag the third-floor corridor, he saw a figure pushing a food cart sloroag from a distance.

  On the cart were various sticky liquid foods and syringes, obviously prepared for patients who couldn't care for themselves.

  "Caregiver."

  When Qin Nuo got a clear look at the person's face, he knew who they were.

  A Pyer!

  The person also saw Qin Nuo, with a slight sneer on their face, "A level two newbie? Hope you st a bit longer."

  With that, they pushed the cart a.

  Qin Nuo touched his nose, didn't say much, and arrived at the corridor of the west wing.

  In the west wing, there were only three psychiatric wards, but they were all rge rooms, each with six beds.

  Qin Nuo hesitated for a moment and first pushed open the door to room 301.

  Ihe room, there were five patients and oy bed.

  Three males and two females, none of them very old, the oldest being 23 and the you only 15.

  Qin Nuo held the dots and checked the information of each patient in room 301.

  A pair of twins were sitting on the floor, staring ily at the television, seemingly engrossed.

  But the TV only showed static.

  A girl with disheveled hair was sitting on the bed, sewing a torn doll with needle and thread.

  Anirl was hugging Qin Nuo's leg, looking up and staring at him ily.

  The girl's pupils were very rge, almost occupying the entire white of her eyes, making her look very eerie.

  "Brother, who are you?"

  "I'm the new persoo take care of you." Qin Nuo smiled as he picked the girl up and tossed her onto the bed.

  Perhaps he used too much force, as the girl's head hit the wall hard, and it seemed like he heard something crack.

  It's not Qin Nuo's fault for using force; the girl's nails were extremely sharp, like knives, about to pierce through his calf.

  The girl didn't cry et angry; instead, she cpped her hands vigorously and cheered happily, "Yay! Yay! Yay! There's a new caregiver!"

  "The st brother was s. He went to the room and was taken out piece by piece by the nun, didn't get to py with Xiao Yue for long!"

  The girl's words made Qin Nuo's scalp tingle.

  Taken out piece by piece? What kind of operation is that?

  Qin Nuo looked at the back of the girl's head and found a rge dent, but no blood was flowing out.

  Just one bump and it's like this.

  Is this girl a por doll?

  "Quiet down, you're so noisy! If you keep it up, we'll stuff you into the toilet!"

  The twins watg TV suddenly turned around, gring fiercely at Xiao Yue.

  Xiao Yue wasn't afraid, grinning foolishly, "Hee hee hee, Mute Sister will hang you on the clothesline!"

  The twins were furious, their faces twisted.

  But when their gaze shifted to the girl on the bed, their faces showed fear, and they suppressed their anger, tinuing to watch TV.

  Clearly, that girl was Mute Sister.

  "Four are in the room, where's the other one?" Qin Nuo walked to the baly outside the room and saw a white-haired boy hanging from the ceiling ihroom.

  Yes, he was indeed hanging.

  His feet were embedded in the reinforced crete, hanging like a rge spider, with drool dripping down as he stared at Qin Nuo with a silly grin.

  "Not a single normal one," Qin Nuo felt exhausted.

  This mental hospital was even crazier than a regur mental hospital!

  "Look at the time, it's lunchtime. Why don't you e down and tell me what you'd like to eat?"

  Qin Nuo tried to unicate with the boy.

  The white-haired boy didn't respond, his throat moved, and he spat at Qin Nuo.

  Qin Nuo sidestepped, avoiding the spit, whided on the door frame, emitting a foul odor.

  "Be good, listen," Qin Nuo suppressed his inner impulse, f a smile, coaxing like he would a child.

  "Idiot, who wants to listen to you? If you have the guts, get me down!"

  The white-haired boy sneered, shaking his body while stu the crete.

  Qin Nuo sighed helplessly, "Alright then."

  With that, Qin Nuo suddenly leaped up, grabbing the boy's neck with his right hand and yanking hard. With a loud crash, the ceiling broke open, leaving a big hole.

  The white-haired boy's head was smmed onto the floor by Qin Nuo!

  Uedly, the boy's head was quite hard; the floor cracked, but he was unharmed.

  He looked at Qin Nuo, somewhat bewildered.

  Then, he saw a blood-red eye on Qin Nuht hand, and a trace of fear fshed in the white-haired boy's eyes.

  Qin Nuo bent down, smiling, and asked, " you eat obediently now?"

  The white-haired boy nodded, someanicked.

  Qin Nuo picked up the white-haired boy and threw him onto the bed, looking at everyone, and cleared his throat, "Alright, it's mealtime now. What would you like to eat?"

  "I'll see if I arra."

  No one responded.

  Qin Nuo sighed and raised his voice.

  "Shut up! You're so noisy!"

  "'t you see we're watg TV? If you keep talking, we'll tear your to!!"

  The twins were clearly very irritable, gring at Qin Nuo, baring their teeth as if they wao swallow him whole.

  But Qin Nuo had pleted two instances.

  The fierce ghosts like the Ghost Seller and the Wall Ghost had all been subdued by him.

  How could he be intimidated by two little ghosts?

  With a click, Qin Nuo unplugged the power, turning off the TV.

  "Go sit on the bed," Qin Nuo said.

  The twins raised their heads, staring at Qin Nuo, their eyes turning blood red, exuding a murderous aura.

  "Only giving you one ce, turV ba!"

  Bang!!

  Qin Nuo puhrough the TV, sparks and arcs of electricity crag.

  He tinued calmly, "Go to the bed!"

  Seeing the TV destroyed, the twins screamed in agony, their most beloved possession ruined, and they howled hysterically in rage.

  They were about to poun Qin Nuo and tear him apart.

  But in the sed, they sensed something, suddenly calmed down, and obediently went to sit on the bed, like well-behaved children.

  Qin Nuo uzzled.

  The girl known as Mute Sister walked up to Qin Nuo with the sewn doll, gesturing in sign nguage to express something.

  Qin Nuo was utterly fused.

  I don't know sign nguage!

  JOSOLUNA