Chapter 787: 785 Chapter Brain Corrosion (Part 1)_1 Chapter 787: 785 Chapter Brain Corrosion (Part 1)_1 Indeed, the last preparation Fu Qian mentioned was completing the punch-in work for today.
Nepheli just said that after Yasui Tokiyuki’s promotion, she and Su Gao should pay attention to safety, and her words were not completely nonsense.
Her and Su Gao’s actions obviously caused a disturbance for Yasui Tokiyuki.
While previously he was busy with the promotion and chose to use Yin Hehong as a form of control, that didn’t mean it would always be the case.
Even if Nepheli’s relationship with him was only cooperative, and she couldn’t be bothered to tell him about Zetian, the probability of him paying a personal visit after letting loose was certainly not small.
Considering the very likely confrontation with the legendary First Phase, Fu Qian decided to show the utmost respect.
[Today’s work task has been updated: Enter Containment Scenario 2-506 and complete re-containment.]
[Current SAN Points: 163, Current Inspiration: 99]
[Entering Containment Scenario 2-506]
Not allowing me to choose any Skill items? Is this a task with restricted abilities?
[…1%…5%…15%…45%…75%…95%…100%, Containment Scenario loading complete.]
While he was contemplating, the loading had finished.
[This is a strange night.
You wake up from your bed and, looking at the stars outside the window, realize everything is quieter than usual.
Although there are still ten minutes before the alarm, you’re already without a trace of sleepiness, and lying in bed, you quickly realize you should go to work.
It’s not a familiar job, but thankfully, you’ve already noted the address on a sticky note.]
Night shifts? How inhumane is that?
As his senses returned, Fu Qian looked around and finally through the excessively small window above his head, he spotted the night sky outside.
Not only were the stars twinkling, but he could also see an indescribable clear flowing light.
So it really is a night shift; the description wasn’t spouting nonsense.
Wait a second, it’s still spouting nonsense!
The next moment, Fu Qian rubbed his head, feeling groggy and disoriented, clearly not at all without sleepiness.
The legendary pre-work syndrome?
After a moment of reflection, Fu Qian sat up straight and observed his own room.
The bed creaked; it was clearly an old piece of furniture, not very large, just enough for one person to sleep on.
At a glance, it wasn’t only this piece of furniture that was antique; the entire room showed signs of age, though it was clean.
Speaking of which, isn’t it too quiet outside at this time?
Picking up the stainless steel alarm clock by the bed, Fu Qian checked and saw it was still a while until eight o’clock.
Logically, it should be the prime time for nighttime activity, but even when he held his breath to listen, it was still completely silent outside.
It was slightly eerie, but since the task so clearly indicated this, it seemed he definitely needed to report for duty first.
He casually turned off the alarm, Fu Qian picked up the sticky note from beneath it, and quickly memorized the single line of text.
No doubt it was an address; Fu Qian even spent ten seconds finding a map to correctly ascertain its location.
The more he looked at it, the weirder it seemed!
The place he lived in was a six-story old-style apartment building, and after spending three minutes to get ready, he took the elevator down to the street, where the sight immediately made him frown.
From the map he looked at just now, this place wasn’t very large, about the size of a small town, but now as far as the eye could see, there were towering skyscrapers reaching into the clouds, looking every bit the part of a super-city.
The window in his room was too small, and his field of vision was precisely in a gap, making it so he didn’t immediately realize it.
Without a doubt, this was a bit abnormal; no town would be designed .
Besides, the streets were still devoid of people.
Since I’m here, I might as well stay.
Although he had noticed many abnormalities, Fu Qian did not dwell on them, instead quickly observing the street signs to confirm his direction.
The destination was neither far nor near, about just one block away, and it didn’t take long for Fu Qian to reach the intended location.
It was a two-story building, sandwiched between two taller structures. At the moment, only one room in the building had lights on, and from the sign, it was clear that it was yet another small clinic.
Without hesitation, Fu Qian noted the location of the lit room and took out his employee card from his pocket to swipe at the entrance.
He swiftly made his way to the room with the lights on. The door wasn’t even fully closed, so Fu Qian knocked before entering promptly after hearing an invitation from inside.
The next moment, Fu Qian saw the only living person he had encountered so far.
Even… a familiar face?
As the other person greeted him, Fu Qian frowned slightly and scrutinized the figure sitting at the desk, facing sideways to him.
Brown short hair, an expressionless face, a tall stature that was apparent even when seated, and a white lab coat.
This image was just too classic.
He had once received psychological consultation from this person in a place called Bee Monkey City.
Kelly Landa, if he remembered correctly, that was the name.
But without a doubt, this was not Bee Monkey City, and wasn’t it not long ago that this person had been too stimulated and had gone to a Monastery for some quiet reflection?
Back to the old job already?
Fu Qian couldn’t help but admire her in his mind.
No matter what, he was here as a staff member this time; he surely wouldn’t be here for psychological consultation again, would he?
“Sorry, I’m used to working late, and I thank you again for your cooperation.”
Kelly seemed to have become more personable, promptly expressing her gratitude.
“However, I’ve just gone through the files and found that the current situation is somewhat troublesome.”
The small talk only lasted for a brief moment before Kelly turned to pick up a stack of papers from the desk, her brows furrowed.
“We have several patients who have missed their appointment times, and given their obvious mental distress, I’m quite worried.”
So she really was back to her original profession?
“Is there something I need to do?”
“Yes, wait a moment.”
Kelly didn’t stand on ceremony, sighing lightly as she bent down to search for something.
A moment later, she handed over four paper bags to him.
“These contain four sets of medication. I’ll give you the addresses of the patients in a moment. Please help deliver them to their doors and make sure they drink it to avoid any uncontrollable situations.”
I can understand your concern, but these four sets of medication look identical, don’t they? Is the illness that consistent?
Fu Qian wasn’t just talking; the four paper bags, not even sealed, contained what seemed to be identical small brown bottles.
Fu Qian recognized the label on them.
Apart from the name, there was nothing else on them.
The full flair of an uncertified pharmacist, how this all seemed unreliable.
[Current task has been updated]
[Containment Achievement Condition: Administer the tranquilizer to the patients in the correct order]
And as Fu Qian expressed his doubts, the task update followed suit.