2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The old lady on the hospital bed sat up at some point, her cloudy eyes staring directly in the direction of the door.

Karl swallowed and tried to put on what he thought was the most handsome smile on his face: "Good evening, beautiful lady, I'm very sorry to disturb your rest."

The old lady didn't respond, just stared at him blankly, like a lifeless doll.

The atmosphere fell into a strange freeze. Karl took a deep breath and slowly reached for the door handle of the ward, planning to sneak out first.

However, the moment his hand touched the door handle, the old lady on the hospital bed spoke: "Who...are you?"

"I...I am a technician on night shift, responsible for checking whether the equipment in each ward is operating normally. I'm sorry to disturb your rest, I will leave immediately." Karl blinked and said with the most sincere expression. Telling lies that you don’t even believe.

To put it bluntly, even if the hospital did have this position, which technician would wear a flashy purple shirt and smell of alcohol and perfume to work?

The old lady waved to him: "Come here."

Karl didn't want to go there, but when he saw the old man placing his wrinkled hand on the pager beside the bed, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately walked up with a smile on his face.

He brought a chair and sat on the edge of the bed obediently.

"How old is this young man?"

"20."

"Well, what's your name?"

"Yan Muyun." Karl smiled.

"Yan Muyun... Well, the name is quite nice. Are you of mixed race? The color of your hair and eyes are quite beautiful." The old lady said as she reached out tremblingly to touch Carl Chu. Blonde hair on the side of the face.

Karl leaned back slightly and hid with a wry smile on his face: "Auntie, it's not appropriate."

Seeing him dodge, the old lady just pretended not to care: "How much is your current salary per month?"

"Not much, enough to support myself." Karl replied bravely.

The old lady's wrinkled face squeezed out a bright smile, like a chrysanthemum blooming: "Follow Auntie, I will give you one month's salary every day."

"No, no need. I'm young and it's better to suffer more."

"Do you think your aunt is too old?"

"Sister is in her prime."

"Look at me again."

The next moment, under the gaze of Karl's wide eyes, the wrinkles on the old lady's face disappeared rapidly, her skin became smooth and smooth, and her silver hair gradually deepened in color, and finally turned into black silk.

In just a few seconds, the frail old man on the hospital bed transformed into a graceful middle-aged woman.

"What now, Mu Yun?" The beautiful woman looked at the handsome young man in front of the bed with a smile, her eyes full of light.

Karl's face turned solemn: "Sister, I don't want to work hard anymore."

"Hey, you're so good." The beautiful woman opened her arms and said in a gentle voice, "Come on, let me hug you."

Karl stood up and threw himself into her arms with blurred eyes.

"puff..."

The sound of sharp objects piercing flesh was heard, and the white sheets on the bed were dyed red.

Karl covered the beautiful woman's mouth with one hand, and the tip of his other finger reached out with a sharp claw that was more than a foot long, and penetrated deeply into the other woman's chest. At the same time, he was kneeling on his left leg, pressing one of the woman's hands, and holding her other hand firmly under his armpit.

The beautiful woman's arms had already turned into swollen and twisted tentacles at some point, with ferocious bone spurs growing on the tips.

If Karl had just simply pounced on him, I'm afraid there would have been two more blood holes in his body by now.

"I'm going to...eat you..." The woman's eyes were now only white, looking extremely terrifying. Even though his mouth was tightly covered, inarticulate murmurs still came from his throat.

The next moment, the corners of her mouth suddenly split open on both sides, and her gleaming sharp teeth suddenly bit into Karl's arm.

Carl quickly retracted his hand, and then punched the woman's temple with such force that it made a dull sound like beating a cowhide drum.

"Ahhh..." The woman who had completely turned into a monster let out a painful low moan in her throat, and fell limply on the bed, seemingly losing consciousness.

"Zizi... Good evening, Ms. Wang, do you need any help?" At this moment, the nurse's voice suddenly came from the bedside pager.

Karl looked down and saw that a small hand with five fingers had been separated from the woman's left arm that had turned into a twisted tentacle at some point, and it was currently pressing the pager on the bedside.

"Guah..." The twisted humanoid creature on the bed seemed to have not yet lost consciousness, and let out another low roar of unknown meaning.

Karl reacted very quickly and immediately put a pillow on the other person's head. At the same time, he reached down with one hand and strangled its neck to ensure that it could no longer make any sound.

"Ms. Wang?" There was no response for a long time, and the nurse on the other end made a somewhat confused voice.

Karl pinched his throat calmly, swallowed, and then made a slightly hoarse voice exactly like the old lady: "It's okay. I sat up to drink water and accidentally touched the button."

"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. You have a good rest." The nurse at the reception desk didn't seem to have any suspicion and quickly cut off the line.

Karl picked up the pillow and saw that the beautiful woman on the bed had turned back into a wrinkled old lady. She hesitated and grabbed her throat. Her old face was as choked as pig liver, and she was about to die.

"Even if he has turned into a monster, is his basic physiological structure still similar to that of a human being?" Karl raised his fist and punched the opponent's head again. After making sure that he was completely knocked unconscious, he slowly released his palm.

"Huh... it's really scary..." Karl stood up, moved his arms, and looked back at the hospital bed with lingering fear: "He looks 70 or 80 years old, and he actually wants to keep me."

If there were other people present now, they would definitely be speechless. Because from his tone, it seemed that what was scary to him was not that a normal person suddenly turned into a monster, but that this old lady wanted to keep him.

"How could the dreams of hundreds of millions of girls be tainted by an old woman like you?" Karl straightened his clothes, went to the sink to wash the blood on his hands and face, and then walked towards the door of the ward.

"Now it is confirmed that there is indeed a problem with the VIP ward of this hospital. I just don't know that all the patients living here have problems, or I am just unlucky and randomly selected a ward and happened to choose the one with the problem... ."

The automatic door to the ward opened silently, but Karl did not go out.

He stood there, his body extremely stiff, and the originally relaxed and carefree expression on his handsome face became extremely solemn.

In the brightly lit corridor, the ward doors on both sides that should have been closed were all opened for unknown reasons.

At the door of each ward, a figure wearing a pure white hospital gown stood.

"Well, it seems the answer is obvious."

Karl raised his eyebrows:

"There's something wrong with everything."