The landlady's mission is just a task
"Patient: three dog head Orc, left dog head fell off, dog head suture surgery, dog head returned to place, patient died of blood loss, consultation fee: one white cat."
"Patient: cleft female Louisa, left forearm fracture, broken bone reattachment surgery, successful. Consultation fee: one night's companionship from a crackpot woman (declined!) Credit: 150 copper coins."
"Patient: mermaid lady Kasha, facial disfigurement, skin graft surgery, successful. Consultation: mermaid lady's first night (to be billed) Residence: 64 Kafir Street Sewer."
In the dimly lit study, a thick book of surgical records was spread out on the desk.
The weak light from the kerosene lamp shone on Charlotte's face, and his expression was greatly shocked: "This doctor, he's not even charging consultation fees properly? And letting credit!"
It was the second day of his crossing.
As a veterinarian of a state-run livestock farm, a royal spay and neuter master of three pet hospitals, and the king of the roll king among the beat workers, Charlotte ended up rolling himself to death.
Rolling is not a disease, being poor is.
Parents died early, grandpa borrowed money to raise him up, after graduation student loans are not yet finished, grandpa died of illness and borrowed another 100,000 dollars.
Can not finish the debt so that Charlotte extreme love of money, only money can give him a sense of security.
And he has always lacked a sense of security.
After confirming that he had traveled across and briefly panicked, Charlotte first checked his wallet, which only had seven copper coins.
Rummaging through the entire clinic, even checking all under the altar in the kitchen where the strange organs were soaking.
He confirmed a horrible truth-he was still a poor man.
Charlotte: convex (f*cking petri dish f*cking)!
After absorbing the remaining memory fragments of his original body, his original body, named Charlotte, was a doctor who ran a private clinic and was a little known in the Abyss.
Sounded pretty good to you?
But this isn't Earth, it's a bizarre fantasy world called the continent of Aesop, where dragons, demons, orcs, elves, dwarves, and humans coexist, and vampires, suture monsters, ghouls, and magical creatures ... roam the wilderness.
Compared to the neighboring free city of Karva, the underground city of Abyss is synonymous with disorder and chaos.
Gangsters oppress civilians, addictive magic potions are prevalent, criminals, demons, and stitching monsters lurk in the shadows, and chimeras solicit business on the streets.
There are poor people everywhere!
You can't be sure if your next patient will be a vampire or a stitch monster, and there's no guarantee of receiving payment for your consultation.
Being a doctor is extremely risky, with very little reward.
But in Charlotte's memory, he had been the light of the exalted Calvary Medical School, a gifted apothecary, a fourth-ranked advanced wizard in the healing department, a star physician with a bright future, and the pride of all the world!
For pushing for medical reform and publicizing surgery, he was disowned by the traditional medical community.
Trial from the church, so that in just one month, he was removed from the Physicians Association, withdrawing the license to practice medicine, became the shame of the Calvary Medical College! Degenerate magician! A despicable butcher!
Immediately afterward, he was imprisoned for multiple surgical accidents and had his magical cultivation nullified.
After a year of incarceration, he was disowned by his fiancée, expelled from Calva, and had no choice but to enter the Abyss and open this private clinic to make a living.
"Simply a hell of a start!" Charlotte's heart rattled.
"Calm down! At least you're a proper doctor now and have a clinic, surviving isn't a problem." Charlotte tried to calm herself down, then tried to recall the memories related to medical skills.
Ten minutes later.
Charlotte's eyes were dull and her hands and feet were cold.
The memories related to medical arts and pharmacology were surprisingly all missing!
Although the mortality rate of patients' surgeries handled by the original body was extremely exaggerated, even the broken finger renewal surgery had seen fatal cases.
But he was, after all, a doctor, and he was from a proper class.
Medical skills were the foundation of his foothold in the Abyss.
Now this capital was gone!
Charlotte felt a bit square, although his specialty was a little bit related to doctors, but he was after all just a veterinarian.
At best, he had played a doctor simulation game.
Let him cure people?
Wouldn't that really make him a medical butcher?
Pacing back and forth in his study, Charlotte pushed the panic down and began to take stock of the current situation.
Today was a business day, and there were already three patients with appointments on the memo, with others to come.
He couldn't afford to mess with those dreaded patients if he couldn't complete the consultation.
Run for the hills?
Safe Calva was definitely out of bounds.
Would that be to the wilderness to be ravaged by sewing monsters, or by the gangster kalwa hiding in the shadows of the abyss?
What disturbed Charlotte the most was still the lack of money.
The cash assets were seven copper coins, whose purchasing power in the Abyss was similar to seven yuan, just enough for a pancake with a bowl of paste for breakfast today.
There were no large debts, but it was almost time to pay the rent, and the landlady, who seemed amiable, was rumored to have eaten three tenants.
Money! Money! Money!
I didn't realize that after crossing over, making money is still his destiny that he can't avoid!
Palming the light and walking out of the study, Charlotte began to seriously survey this clinic.
The opposite wooden door was three meters high, entering the door was the clinic room, and there was a stone bed on the right hand side.
Behind the counter facing the door was a row of cabinets, the upper level of which held dozens of magical potions in teardrop-shaped glass bottles.
On the lower level dozens of glass jars with blue potion soaked with all sorts of grotesque organs, eyeballs, hearts, fingers ...
Charlotte caught a glimpse of the black heart soaking in the glass jar in the corner, which was clearly still beating!
These were the clinic's most valuable possessions, even a low-grade stamina recovery potion could be sold for 100 copper coins.
Although the relevant memories were missing, it was good that the original body had a good habit of keeping a diary.
Skimming over those records of walking alone in dark alleys and generously helping Miss Phantom Demon, Charlotte found the introduction of the efficacy of some potions from the diary, as well as the recipes for some of the potions.
Various organs were left behind by the guests, and for those who died on the operating table and were unable to pay the consultation fee, Charlotte would collect part of the organs herself as consultation fee.
parts of the organs as consultation fees.
To the right of the clinic was an operating room, pushing open the door, a putrid odor that could not be concealed by the potion came from the walls, which were covered with spattered blood.
On the shelf next to the stone bed, the rusty saw still had minced meat hanging from it, the short knife was bloodstained, and a dozen pounds of sledgehammer leaned against the side.
It looked more like a crime scene any way you looked at it.
"Slaughterhouses are much cleaner than this ..." Charlotte shook her head straight after looking at it.
Completely unsterilized surgical tools, paired with the extreme surgical environment, it was simply a miracle that the patient could get off the operating table.
The second floor was the living area, which Xialuo had already familiarized himself with last night.
And there was an aborigine in this clinic besides him.
Charlotte exited from the operating room, and his gaze fell on the white cat that was crouching on the counter.
It was a lion cat with golden, blue mandarin eyes, with long snow-white fur, and a ring of hair under its neck that was especially long, making it look like a small white lion.
The small pink paws were folded, and its posture was quite elegant.
This was the clinic paid for by the three-dog-headed Orc that died on the operating table, and had just arrived at the clinic for three days, and was about the size of a year old.
"Meow~"
Noticing Charlotte's gaze, the white cat retracted its claws, its back slightly arched, its tail slightly cocked, and showed its teeth in a low growl of warning.
Charlotte took a small dried fish from the snack bag on the side and threw it in front of the white cat, smiling, "Don't be nervous, it's not like I'm going to eat you, I'm still counting on you to help catch mice."
The white cat looked at the small dried fish in front of him, and then looked at Charlotte, seemingly in a dilemma.
Bang bang bang!
Just at this moment, the sound of a sharp knock on the door suddenly rang out.
The white cat bit up the small dried fish and whooshed under the cabinet, its left front leg seeming to limp a little.
"A patient so early?" Charlotte was startled, and mentally relieved herself, "I can keep the clinic open with a mortality rate of over seventy percent for routine surgeries, so I should be able to get a handle on it, right?"
"I'm Charlotte, I'm Charlotte, I'm Charlotte ..." Charlotte recited several times in his heart, opening the door to welcome guests meant that he
Thoroughly accepted the matter of crossing over and decided to live again in this world as Charlotte.
Working hard to make money and live a good life was still his goal of struggle.
Exhaling deeply, Charlotte pulled open the door with a calm expression.
The sky had just dawned, and the light fell down from the crevice above the abyss, diluted into a whitish shimmer by the thick fog mixed with coal smoke.
And in the midst of this misty white fog stood a woman.
With long silver-colored hair reaching her waist, pink plush fox ears drilling out from between her hair, her features were delicate and bewitching, especially those foxy eyes, as if they had a seductive magical power.
She was wearing an ice-blue tight long skirt, a surplus waist, the bulging breasts set off more plump, the breeze blew up a corner of the skirt, revealing snow-white plump long legs, red high heels bright as blood!
This is a siren!
Charlotte looked at the woman at the door and smiled, "Mrs. Diana, what brings you here."
"Today is rent payment day, you shouldn't have forgotten, right?" The woman looked at him with a smile on her face, and her eyes carried a three-quarter demonic charm of their own.
"This ..." Charlotte's face showed a difficult color, this was the landlady that the original body remembered could not be messed with.
He now had a total of 7 copper coins in his pocket, only 3993 copper coins short of paying the rent.
"No money?" The smile on Diana's bewitching face grew thicker as she leisurely said, "In the Abyss, the consequences of not paying rent on time are very serious."
As soon as the words fell, the tailor store across the street was kicked open by a rock troll, and the drunken tailor kobold was dragged out.
The stout and majestic rock troll, hammered the short and skinny kobold on the street, the sound of bones breaking accompanied by miserable wailing, blood splashing three meters away, passersby only dared to watch from afar.
"Three days and three days! Money to drink and no money to pay rent! All of you poor people should be beaten to death and thrown into the wilderness to feed the dogs!" The rock troll's voice shook the sky, and the shopkeepers watching from the surroundings shrunk their necks, while the kobolds on the ground had lost their human form.
Charlotte looked at the bloody scene and was greatly shocked!
Being hammered to death on the street because of rent arrears was really an everyday occurrence in the Abyss.
"Look, it's really serious oh." Diana covered her mouth and laughed lightly.
The rock troll looked at the sound of the voice, the color of openness on his face instantly converged, looking at Diana's gaze full of fear, bowed and said:
"I didn't expect you to be here, excuse me." After saying that, he lifted up the corpse of the kobold and ran away without looking back.
Charlotte's heart was bitter, the landlady just stood here and scared away the rock trolls that were killing people on the street, what did it mean?
"Mrs. Diana, I just recently got in a batch of potion materials, can the rent be extended for a few days." Charlotte said stiffly.
"Your past reputation has always been good, I can give you three days." Diana nodded slightly.
Not waiting for Charlotte to relax.
She continued somewhat playfully, "If I can't collect rent, then I'll collect something else, what do you think can satisfy me on you?"
[Ding! Diana issues a task to you: choose one item to please and satisfy the other party! Reward for completing the task: 1. Three days' grace on the rent payment date! 2. Copper coins +100! 3. Favorability +10!
Do you accept? Yes! No!
At the same time, a cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded in Charlotte's mind, while a golden question mark appeared on Diana's head.