NCCnovel Chapter 389 The Widow Doctor, Gou Tian Elementary School's Unparalleled Slapping
Chapter 389 The Widow Doctor, Gou Tian Elementary School's Unparalleled Slapping
Chapter 389 The Widow Doctor, Gou Tian Elementary School's Unparalleled Slapping
In the afternoon, the rain stopped, and the sky, clear of dark clouds, revealed a clear blue sky.
"This is it."
Rentaro Satomi rode his bicycle, carrying the two of them to the research institute.
As Aihara Enju said, it was a basement.
As soon as I entered, I felt a chill in the air, and the smell of disinfectant hit me.
"Doctor, Dr. Sumire Muroto?"
Just as Rentaro Satomi called out twice, a figure that walked like a zombie silently emerged from behind the white curtain and approached the boy's side.
"I'm here."
The hoarse voice and heavy dark circles under his eyes, along with the unidentified chunk of raw meat in his hands, startled the boy, who took several steps back.
Why are you looking like this?
"I stayed up all night last night and spent the whole day waiting for you to bring people over, but you haven't brought anyone over yet. I felt so tired that I took an infected person's body out of the cold storage to dissect it in order to boost my spirits."
Look at the beautiful lines on my hand. If the diaphragm can effectively inhibit the virus's invasion into the other person's body after they are infected with Enterovirus, it will be a great help.
Therefore, the owner of this piece of meat could temporarily gain the superhuman regenerative abilities of a Gastrea, and thus wouldn't die from severe injuries.
Sumire Muroto's appearance is somewhat unsettling, and she has a strong eccentric aura, but if you disregard that, she is still a melancholic beauty.
Especially her long legs, wrapped in black stockings, had a very nice shape.
"Is this the child you were talking about?"
The female doctor glanced at the boy who had been pulled aside by Aihara Enju.
"Yes, it's him."
Rentaro Satomi nodded.
"Sumire Muroto, Rentaro and Enju's attending physician, it's a pleasure to meet you."
After sealing the meat in her hand into the freezer, Sumire Muroto took off her gloves, handed over her slender hand, and introduced herself.
"Broly, Saiyan from Planet Vampa, it's a pleasure to meet you too."
The person before him was yet another target for his pursuit. Broly reached out and shook hands with the other's slightly cool hand, and then spoke sincerely.
"There's no time to lose, take your pants off."
Sumire Muroto wasn't surprised by the boy's self-introduction, assuming it was just a child's imagination, but she was eager to see the boy's tail.
"Huh?!"
Broly looked at the female doctor with some surprise. This was the first person to try to take off his pants as soon as they met.
"Dr. Sumire Muroto!"
The boy offered a reminder.
"Okay, okay, there needs to be a gradual process."
Sumire Muroto shrugged before changing her wording.
"Could you stick your tail out so I can take a look?"
"Is this related to the physical examination?"
"This is part of the physical examination."
Broly nodded, and his tail peeked out from under his clothes.
Upon seeing this, Sumire's eyes lit up, and she grabbed the tail with her gloved left hand.
"Can you feel anything?"
"have."
"What does it feel like?"
"The feeling of having your tail grabbed."
"How about this?"
The female doctor then used her unprotected hand to touch him.
"The feeling of having your tail grabbed by both hands."
After some squeezing and kneading, Sumire Muroto confirmed that the boy's tail was real and had a tangible limb.
"But whether it was caused by gastroenteritis or not, we need to draw some of his blood for testing."
As Sumire Muroto said this, she took out an unopened needle from the cabinet next to her.
"Wait, what are you doing?"
Upon seeing the needle, Broly became somewhat wary.
"A blood test? Oh, are you afraid of needles?"
Broly paused for a moment, then shook his head.
Although I don't know why I'm nervous, I really shouldn't be afraid of something as simple as a sharp object.
"Don't be afraid, it will only hurt a little when you get pricked, just don't look at it."
Sumire Muroto held the boy's small hand and applied iodine and alcohol to the tip of his right middle finger. After unpacking the needle, she spoke gently to the boy and, taking advantage of the moment when his attention was diverted, inserted the needle...
"Huh?"
Sumire Muroto found that she couldn't prick the boy's fingertips at all. Even though the skin on the boy's fingertips wasn't very thick, the needle seemed to be hitting something tough.
Unconvinced, Sumire Muroto exerted even more force, eventually standing up and pressing the needle with all her might onto the tip of the boy's middle finger. But she still couldn't break through the finger's defenses; instead, the needle was bent slightly by the force.
Broly sat in the chair opposite her, watching her.
"This child's skin defenses are not something ordinary humans can possess."
Sumire Muroto drew her conclusion.
"I have already said that I am a Saiyan from Planet Wampa, not an ordinary human from your world, and I have nothing to do with the Gastrea virus from your world."
Broly reminded him.
Upon hearing this, Sumire Muroto looked at Rentaro Satomi, and the boy quickly said, "I only met Broly yesterday. I don't know if what he said about his background is true or false, but he does have a magical ability to produce things out of thin air."
"It can also be used to store things."
Broly added.
"Could you demonstrate?"
"Can."
Broly nodded, put the table next to him into the Crystal Palace space, and then took it out again.
The fact that such a large object disappeared while the table remained hers didn't lead Sumire to believe it was magic; instead, she pressed for details about the method.
Broly didn't try to fool them and answered them in detail, explaining the situation of the Crystal Palace space and using that as an invitation.
"So, if I become your wife, I'll also be able to use the space-time capacity of over three hundred cubic meters?"
"Yes, but this is a space that everyone shares. After I leave this world, you will have to pay happiness points to use it across realms."
Broly nodded and added something else.
He paused for a moment, then asked, "Dr. Sumire Muroto, would you be interested in becoming my wife?"
"It seems that what you said is true."
Looking at the virtual panel that suddenly appeared in front of her, Sumire Muroto nodded after confirming that she was not hallucinating.
"Hey, you said yes?"
Upon seeing the other party nod, Broly's face lit up with a hint of joy.
"No, I didn't agree to that."
But then, he received a rejection reply.
Why?
The Saiyan boy was puzzled. The female doctor in front of him seemed very interested, but she didn't agree.
"You may not know me. I used to have a fiancé, who died in the war against Gastrea ten years ago, but I can still remember him."
"Eh, Dr. Sumire Muroto, you actually have a boyfriend?"
The boy and girl next to them looked surprised, as if they knew nothing about it.
Why do you two think I don't have a partner?
Sumire Muroto countered with a question.
"because……"
Rentaro Satomi and Enju Aihara glanced at the dark underground research institute filled with various jars containing body parts. It was hard to imagine that a female doctor who liked to study these things would be popular with men.
"I wasn't like this before. It was only after my family and lover were taken away that I started this research. And this research has made me understand Gastrea better and better. Instead, it has gradually made me lose my resentment towards Gastrea. It has even become something to fill the void in my heart."
The female doctor said again.
"If that's the case, then why don't you agree to become Broly's wife, Doctor?"
Enju Aihara asked the question, thus giving her good friend a helping hand.
"The person is gone, but there's something called remembrance. I can't just accept if some random boy suddenly appears and asks me to be his wife, can I?"
"Well……"
This statement is well-reasoned and difficult to refute.
"Then you can get to know Broly first, and then decide whether or not you want to be his wife!"
"That's what Aihara Enju said."
"Good idea."
The melancholic-looking doctor nodded in agreement and took out some collection containers.
"Then let me start by understanding him from a physiological perspective."
Broly, please give me some of your saliva and urine.
"I said with a smile."
Broly: "..."
Although he was unsuccessful in inviting her, he did receive a promise from Sumire Muroto.
If the other party finds it acceptable afterward, then it's not impossible to agree to join Crystal Palace.
He paid with a test tube of saliva and a measuring cup of urine in the toilet.
"Hmm, it doesn't really taste like anything!"
The way the melancholic-looking doctor brought the measuring cup containing a pale yellow liquid close to her nose caused the boy and girl watching nearby to twitch slightly.
"Dr. Sumire Muroto, you wouldn't like to try it, would you?"
Considering that the other party had experience eating cooked pieces of gastrula meat, Rentaro Satomi's suspicions were not unfounded.
"Satomi, did you know that human urine can also be used as medicine, especially children's urine? Broly's urine is light in color and has a clear taste, making it the best quality of children's urine. Drinking it might even have a good effect of nourishing yin and reducing internal heat."
Sumire Muroto began to explain the science in a serious manner.
"Oh, Dr. Muroto, you don't really want to drink Broly's urine, do you?"
Aihara Enju exclaimed in surprise.
"Ha, how could that be?"
"Phew, that's right, how can people..."
"Of course, the ingredients must be checked first, and only after confirming that there is no toxicity can we try to put it in our mouths."
The boy and girl stared wide-eyed at the beautiful doctor.
"I was just kidding, you guys didn't take it seriously, did you?"
Only after the female doctor said those words did they realize they had been tricked.
"I need to check the composition of these things now, while they're still fresh. Do you want to stay?"
Sumire asked.
"No."
Rentaro Satomi took his leave, and Broly followed them away.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to say to the beautiful doctor, "Ms. Sumire Muroto, if you really want to drink this stuff, I can give you fresh urine."
Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!
"What a thoughtful child..."
Sumire Muroto was somewhat amused and exasperated, but she accepted the boy's kindness nonetheless.
"If I really want to try, I'll definitely come and ask you for help."
. . . .
Broly, back at Rentaro Satomi's house, didn't encounter any new targets for his pursuit.
In the evening, I watched The Girl Who Kills Heaven, ate dinner, and took a bath. Time flew by and the next day arrived.
"Yeonju, are you going to school?"
The next day, much like the day before, the girl carried a small red backpack.
"I need to settle things, otherwise I won't be at peace."
The girl spoke earnestly, and it was clear that she still wanted to try to win back her friends on campus.
"You Gastrea monster, don't come to our school!"
However, upon arriving at the school, some elementary school students saw her and took out set squares, blackboard erasers, brooms, chairs, and other items from the classroom as weapons, looking at the girl as if she were an enemy.
"I'm not a Gastrea monster, I'm Aihara Enju, a human. Just a few days ago, we were classmates, studying together, taking turns doing class duties together..."
"I don't believe it. It's all over campus. You're the cursed child, and you're in cahoots with those vile Gastrea monsters."
"That's right, if it weren't for you despicable Gastrea monsters in this world, my family wouldn't have died!"
*Smack!*
As soon as he finished speaking, a slap rang out, and the chubby boy who had spoken was sent flying.
"Broly!"
The boy's sudden action startled the boy.
"Ouch, that hurts! Why did you hit me?"
He only breathed a sigh of relief when the chubby boy who had been slapped away got up from the ground, clutching his swollen face, and questioned him.
I'm glad that glib-tongued elementary school kid didn't die.
"The reason I hit you is because you slandered my friend; she is not a Gastrea."
"Are you also in cahoots with this Gastrea monster?"
*Smack!*
The skinny elementary school student who spoke was also slapped to the ground by the Saiyan boy.
"Ah, the Gastrea's ally dared to attack us! Let's fight him!"
The elementary school students, armed with weapons, were called upon and rushed forward.
Aihara Enju realized what was happening and was about to say something...
"Clap clap clap..."
Broly's slap had already landed.
One by one, the elementary school students who rushed over received a heavy blow to the face from the sinus, and their weapons fell from their hands.
"It hurts so much!"
"Waaaaah..."
They began to wail and cry.
"Go and call the teacher!"
Some of the elementary school students who were watching had already run into the school building.
"Mr. Satomi, how could you bully a child?"
The bespectacled male teacher ran out and saw the students lying on the ground, one of their faces swollen from being slapped. He immediately questioned the boy angrily.
"Ah, this, I didn't hit it..."
Rentaro Satomi quickly waved his hand.
"I'm the one who hit them."
Broly raised his hand in agreement.
"you……"
The male teacher looked at him with some hesitation.
"You're not a student at our school, are you?"
"I am not."
"How could you hit someone like that?!"
The male teacher questioned him sternly.
"Because they slandered my friend, saying she was a Gastrea."
Broly pointed to the girl who had come over to end things, but was hurt and had tears in her eyes, and said.
The male teacher knew what was going on as soon as he saw the girl, but can that be said to mean that his student did something wrong?
"Aihara-kun was originally Gastrea..."
*Smack!*
Before the male teacher could finish speaking, he was slapped across the face.
"Ah, you..."
"Slap, slap slap slap..."
Broly slapped the male teacher repeatedly with both hands, controlling his strength to avoid killing him.
"Did you see that clearly? If you call my friend by the wrong name again, your teacher will be your role model."
At the entrance of the school building, the elementary school students who witnessed this scene fell silent, trembling with fear.
"The security guard is here!"
Suddenly, a primary school student shouted, and the students' eyes lit up as if they had seen a savior.
"Let go of that teacher!"
Several campus security guards shouted this and rushed towards them, brandishing riot forks.
"Click~"
The riot fork was easily broken, and Broly showed no mercy, grabbing the group of adults and beating them on the spot.
"No, be gentle, don't kill him."
Rentaro Satomi was somewhat unable to get involved and could only offer advice from the sidelines.
"Did you have any expectations of these adults just now? Good, no, not anymore. Now do you know how to call me 'friend'?"
Broly stepped on the school security guard whose head had been beaten to a pulp and then began questioning a group of elementary school students.
The elementary school students dared not answer. After all the adults were defeated, they were like quails, and the united front they had just shown against the girl was gone.
"Are you dead? I told you to talk! If you don't, I'll keep slapping you!"
As Broly spoke, he continued to strike, picking up the chubby boy who was the first to be hit and slapping him twice.
"What's her name?"
"Her name is Lan Yuan..."
The chubby boy answered tearfully.
"Very good, next one."
"Slap! Slap!"
"What's her name?"
"Aihara-kun..."
"Next."
"Oh, I don't know her. We're not in the same class."
"You have to call them even if they're not in the same class!"
Enju Aihara: "..."
Seeing the boy carrying the person over, he slapped him twice and questioned him.
Regardless of whether they are boys or girls, if they don't speak or answer, they get slapped.
In the end, before Broly's slap landed, everyone affectionately called her Aihara-kun.
"See, your matter is settled."
The situation was somewhat unexpected and absurd, but Aihara Enju was still somewhat moved.
"Broly, thank you."
The girl cried and laughed, tears welling in her eyes, and expressed her heartfelt gratitude.
Rentaro Satomi, standing nearby, felt his head was spinning.
Lan Yuan Enju was verbally abused by an elementary school student, and he was helpless.
Now, when it's elementary school students who get slapped by Broly, he can't do anything about it.
I just hope the school won't call the police, and that the students who were beaten won't go back and tell their parents.
However, this is probably impossible.
How should this matter be handled?
The boy was thinking about this problem: it's easy to make someone submit by hitting them, but it's hard to clean up the mess afterwards.
If this gets out into the public eye, the public opinion could be overwhelming.
The idea of a cursed child harming elementary school students is definitely a breaking news story.
Even if the truth is not like that, who would care?
(End of this chapter)