"Welcome, Hon. 2567."
Principal Penhar said with a smile and guided Sloth to the middle seat in the first row.
At that moment, the six o 'clock bell coincidentally stopped.
Looking at the black figure, regardless of what they were thinking in their hearts, the upper class of Alkender City showed a sense of curiosity and inquisitiveness.
They had heard of Glutton Emperor before.
But himself?
It was the first time they saw him.
He was a little too young.
It was the most direct impression. Then, there was the laziness.
As if he had not woken up from his sleep.
A few of them immediately thought of the weather anchor, Selena, who seemed to visit 17th Randletine Street quite often. A meaningful smile appeared on their faces right away.
The nobles around them started to whisper when they saw the smile.
A while later, the same smile appeared on their faces.
Selena had a lot of people paying attention to this sweet-looking and sexy weather anchor. However, her background was a little unclear, making it hard for them to make a move on her.
Still, it didn't stop them from making some harmless guesses.
After all, as a man, there was nothing wrong with having the same thoughts at certain times.
And Glutton Emperor was a man.
The ladies in the hall looked at the smiles of the men around them and couldn't help but show disdain.
As women, they really understood how these men thought.
However, if it was Glutton Emperor …
He would make them proud!
Extraordinary individuals were not that easy to meet.
Even with their identities, it was hard for them to find an Extraordinary individual. Besides, a common Extraordinary individual wouldn't be as famous as Glutton Emperor.
As long as they could get Glutton Emperor on their bed, they would become the brightest star in the circle.
When the ladies thought about it, their eyes shone brightly when they saw the figure in the first row.
Sloth felt the burning gazes, but he wasn't the little brother who was still immersed in his' ego '.
However, he wasn't the younger brother who was still immersed in his own 'ego'. If it was him, he would be like a fish in water right now.
As for Sloth?
He would rather sleep a little longer than to stay in the hall.
Unfortunately, he couldn't reject his big brother.
Once he thought about the mission his elder brother had given him, Sloth forced himself to look at the ribbon-cutting stage.
Although it was called a platform, it was actually just a temporary square table. A layer of red carpet was placed on top of it, and it was considered completed.
A red ribbon was hung on the table. There were no pillars. Two nurses stood on the left and right of the ribbon, holding the two ends of the ribbon.
Not far behind the platform was the newly built hospital building.
The building was seven stories high and was completely white. The bright windows reflected the light of the evening. It was obvious that the glass had been cleaned thoroughly.
In fact, the entire hospital didn't have any fancy decorations. The only thing that could be said about it was that it was clean.
For a hospital that was built and operated entirely on donations, everything was appropriate.
The only eye-catching one was Dean Penhar.
In Sloth's eyes, the smiling man was filled with an unimaginable darkness.
This was especially so for a group of naive nurses. It was as if ink had been poured into clear water, and they would be tainted at any moment.
"Thank you all for coming."
Dean Penhar gave a short speech on the stage before he looked at Sloth.
"Now, let's welcome Hon. 2567 to cut the ribbon for us."
Although the ribbon-cutting ceremony was supposed to be Drexton's doing, as the representative, 2567 was enough to convince the crowd, no one would object.
"Please take this."
Dean Penhar passed the scissors to Sloth with a smile. When he saw Sloth take the scissors without any precaution, his smile got brighter.
So what if Sloth was the Glutton Emperor?
Despite his meticulous planning, Sloth still didn't notice anything.
No!
It should be said that no one would be able to discover it.
Because …
Everything was normal!
The scissors were normal scissors.
The ribbons were also normal ribbons.
There wasn't any ambush on the stage either.
However, as long as the scissors cut the ribbons, the bomb in the VIP area would go off.
It wasn't a problem with the scissors or the ribbons.
He would make everyone think it was the target in front of him who cut the ribbons that triggered the explosion.
As for how?
It was too easy.
Humans' deep-rooted bad habits had determined their jealousy and anger, a little provocation would be enough to ignite a war.
He really wanted to see what the Gluttony Emperor, the so-called Justice, would do!
Would he endure it quietly?
Or would he resist the ants?
He was looking forward to it!
Sloth took the scissors and cut the ribbons without further ado.
Tsk!
Pak Pak Pak!
The red ribbons were split left and right as the scissors cut the ribbons. The crowd below the stage applauded. Whether it was out of courtesy or perfunctory, the applause was warm enough.
But …
There was no explosion!
Penhar, who was filled with anticipation, held back the question that escaped his mouth. He forced a smile on his stiff face and clapped along with the crowd.
What happened?
Why wasn't there an explosion?
Could it be …
"Are you wondering why the bomb didn't go off?"
Just when Penhar was in doubt, Sloth suddenly asked.
His voice wasn't loud nor soft, it was loud enough for everyone to hear after the applause stopped.
Instantly, the surrounding people were stunned.
All of them looked at the stage.
Those who reacted quickly had already stood up from their chairs.
"What are you talking about?
I don't know what you mean! "
Penhar asked in a dazed manner.
"You don't know?
It's fine.
Everyone, please look at the chairs you are sitting on. "
Sloth said in a lazy tone.
The chairs used for the ribbon-cutting ceremony were made of wood, but in order to look formal, Penhar requested every chair to be covered with a white cover, from the back to the legs.
If there was something under the chair, no one would be able to tell.
Penhar's face slightly changed when he heard what Sloth said.
The plan was leaked!
That was the first thought that popped up in Penhar's mind.
Penhar didn't know how his long-planned plan was leaked, but he knew he couldn't be passive anymore, he had to retaliate.
Therefore, when someone below the stage shouted, he spoke.
"Bomb!
There's a bomb under the chair!
Hon. 2567, why did you do this?
The charity hospital didn't do anything to anger you, right?
Or did you set it up to increase your reputation? "
Penhar looked sorrowful and angry.
Looking at Penhar's expression and listening to his words, the chaotic crowd below the stage unconsciously looked at Sloth.
This was set up by the Glutton Emperor?
Yeah!
If it wasn't, how did he find out?
Under Penhar's guidance, some people started to judge others by their own standards.
They thought if they were in Penhar's shoes, they would do the same thing in order to increase their reputation. If they had a grudge against Penhar, they could kill two birds with one stone by eliminating Penhar along the way, so why not?
With that thought in mind, the shock in their gazes at Sloth quickly faded away, replaced by a matter-of-fact look.
Penhar looked even more sorrowful and angry, but his heart was delighted.
So what if Sloth discovered his plan beforehand?
As long as he stirred the waters, he could still escape.
Or even …
He could achieve the same goal!
He had already sensed the eagerness of many people in the audience below the stage.
What was more desirable than gaining the friendship of a powerful Extraordinaire?
Not backing down in the face of a powerful Extraordinary individual, arguing with reason!
After all, commoners were the majority!
Penhar stared at Sloth, his eyes filled with provocation. He hoped the Glutton Emperor would attack him out of rage, and if Sloth did, his goal would be achieved.
Unfortunately, Sloth only yawned at Penhar.
"That's why I didn't want to come.
Because I knew what I would run into.
A bad guy who did a good deed is treated as pardonable, a good guy who did a bad deed is treated as unforgivable … How casual!
The complexity of the human heart is hard to explain.
"And some people like to use such complexity to achieve their own goals."
In the past, whenever I ran into such a person, I would teach him a lesson that he chose the wrong target, but it's different today because someone strongly requested me to give you up to them.
I'm happy to have someone help me deal with you. "
Sloth said in a lazy tone.
The moment his words subsided, the projection further away started to move again.
This time, the projection wasn't showing the charity hospital anymore, it was showing Penhar!
On the projection, Penhar was actively involved in setting up the venue. After the guests' chairs were set up, he sealed off the venue.
He then started to inspect the guests one by one.
During the inspection, a bomb was stuffed under one of the chairs.
The projection was very clear.
The seriousness and nervousness on Penhar's face could be seen clearly.
The crowd cried out in shock when they saw the scene. Penhar's face turned pale and green.
He knew he was done for!
Instinctively, he pulled out the gun at his waist.
"Don't move!"
Penhar didn't point his gun at Sloth because he knew it was useless. Instead, he pointed his gun at the people below the stage.
Penhar didn't even bat an eye at the nurses on both sides of the stage.
Without a doubt, from Penhar's point of view, the important figures below the stage were more suitable as hostages.
"Don't move! If you move, I'll shoot!"
Penhar said loudly, his eyes glued to Sloth. Sloth yawned and didn't even bat an eye at Penhar.
Penhar heaved a breath of relief, but at the same time, he felt extremely humiliated.
He was being looked down upon!
The humiliation that he hadn't felt for a long time made Penhar furious. However, he knew what he had to do at the moment.
Step by step, he jumped off the stage, widening the distance between him and Sloth. He pointed his gun at the back of one of the important figures' heads and used the important figure as a shield. Penhar slowly walked towards the car that he had prepared beforehand.
The crowd below the stage watched the scene with their eyes wide open.
When Penhar reached the car and was further away from the crowd, a courageous man shouted at Sloth, "Why didn't you save him?"
This roar was like a domino effect, causing a chain reaction.
Everyone looked at Sloth and scolded him.
"Yeah, why didn't you do it?"
"If you did, you could have killed him!"
"That's a living life we're talking about!"
…
Penhar smiled when he heard the scolding.
Wasn't this the deep-rooted bad habit of humans?
Funny!
Interesting!
Could be used!
He was thinking about whether he should fire the gun and cause more chaos, but he quickly gave up on the idea because he knew if he fired the gun, the people who gathered their courage with great difficulty would be exposed. Superman in front of the keyboard, only in front of the keyboard.
Away from the keyboard?
I'm weak.
I need help.
I need sympathy.
You all have to help me.
Isn't that right?
Sloth yawned loudly again.
His sleepy eyes looked at the people who were scolding him, and he felt even more tired.
He knew this would happen.
That was why he didn't want to come.
Everything before his eyes wasn't as comfortable as his dream.
However, when he thought about his brother's order, he clenched his teeth to cheer himself up.
"Why don't you go?"
Sloth asked the first person who spoke.
"I … I … I am just a normal person, you are an extraordinary one!
Shouldn't you be helping us? "
The agitated person was suddenly at a loss for words. Then, he thought of something and said loudly.
"That's right!
It's you guys!
Why don't you gather the people around you who have the same goal and deal with the trouble together? "
Sloth asked.
The first Hero who asked the question instinctively looked around.
Suddenly, the angry crowd became silent. They didn't even dare to look each other in the eye.
"D-Don't try to change the topic!
We are just normal people, why do we have to do anything when an extraordinary one like you is here? "
The first Hero who asked the question shouted with a flushed face, not knowing if he was embarrassed or angry.
"Em.
I am an extraordinary one.
But why should I help you guys?
Do I owe you guys anything?
"Did I eat your rice or drink your water?"
Sloth yawned again. He looked at the crowd with his sleepy eyes and suddenly laughed.
"I see a bunch of saints.
I don't like talking to saints.
It's too troublesome and tiring.
It's better to just fall asleep.
Carefree and carefree. "
After that, Sloth jumped off the platform and walked towards the carriage.
White Jack opened the door and welcomed Sloth in.
White Jack shook the reins and slowly drove the wagon away from Charity Hospital.
Groom Groom Groom.
As the wheels went further, the black wagon vanished into the night, leaving behind a group of confused people. They looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
This elicited a loud laugh.
"Hahahaha!
This is hilarious!
"Is this the Glutton Sovereign King?"
This is so funny! "
Amidst his laughter, Penhar kicked the 'shield' in front of him away. The Glutton Emperor had left, what else was there for him to worry about?
"Now, all of you are mine …"
Bang!
A giant fist came out from the shadow and smashed Penhar's body like a sledgehammer. Penhar was sent flying like a broken kite, crashing into the wall of Charity Hospital. After a series of bone-crushing noises, Penhar was turned into a pile of minced meat, no longer breathing.
Silence!
Around three seconds later …
"Murder!"
"Murder!"
A cry of shock came from the Brave, he was the first to turn around and run.
The crowd was in chaos.
People swarmed towards their cars and the cars sped out of the hospital.
A moment ago, it was a lively ribbon-cutting ceremony.
A moment later, only a few nurses were left standing there blankly.
"It's faster than I thought!"
"There's a lot of food left!"
"Don't waste it. After cleaning, send some to Old Holker and the others, treat it as a festival."
'Wine Barrel' Herzker and Rui Te walked out with cleaning tools in their hands. Herzker said as he walked to the counter.
"Em.
It's a rare festival.
It's great that the food isn't wasted. "
Renter said with a tilt of his head.
"Mark! Renter! "
The head nurse glared at the two of them. Herzker scratched the back of his head and kept quiet. He lowered his head and started to move the tables. The tables were originally from the cafeteria, so they had to be set up properly before breakfast tomorrow. Otherwise, the elderly wouldn't be able to eat.
Renter shrugged, smiled at Rosie, and started to help.
Rosie, on the other hand, walked towards the head nurse with a worried face.
"Head nurse, we …"
"Call the police."
Irene said straightforwardly.
"But …"
"That one is the real one.
As for the others … just pretend they don't exist. "
Rosie wanted to say something but was interrupted by the head nurse. The head nurse pointed at the new inpatient building that stood tall under the night sky, her stiff face softening.
Rosie looked at her head nurse blankly.
She was confused.
"Rosie, what are you thinking?
"Come and help!"
Renter shouted from afar.
"O-Okay!"
Rosie turned around and ran over.
…
The night was getting darker.
Darkness replaced the light.
The streetlights and neon lights became the only decorations in Alkender City in the night.
A figure suddenly appeared on Randletine Street.
The figure was walking slowly.
Following his steps, the streetlights on the street started to go off.
Each step he took, one lamp turned off.
Not just the streetlights, but the glowing objects in the area as well.
Electricity seemed to have vanished at that moment.
No!
More precisely, the darkness was trying to devour the light!
When the figure stopped in front of 17th Randletine Street, the whole street was plunged into darkness.
The visitor let out a chuckle and knocked on the door politely.
Dok Dok Dok!
"I forgot, there shouldn't be anyone here at this hour."
As he muttered to himself, the figure pushed the door open and entered.
Then …
A foot landed on his face.
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