106: Chapter 106 Unique Shops

"This!" The Forensic Doctor had just reached his palm inside.

The Vending Machine before him suddenly began to shake violently.

A ghostly voice emanated from the narrow dispensing slot.

"Heh heh! I'll take your hand!"

A pair of inverted triangular ghost eyes opened, gushing with scarlet light.

"Ah!"

The Forensic Doctor plopped onto the ground, and then, he saw his arm spraying blood uncontrollably!

[Holy crap! Is this really something that can be broadcast in a stream? So when a palm is severed, it really does spray like a fountain!]

[Interesting, I can't wait, I'm already on my way.]

[Look, everyone, a coin slot has appeared on the Vending Machine! In other words... is the condition to activate this Vending Machine human blood?]

[This game has such a huge bug, asking for a player's hand right off the bat. It's unreasonable; it feels like a forced plot kill.]

[Jiyin: Weren't the male doctor and the Male Streamer who were torn apart just now ready-made sources of human blood?]

[Jiyin? Is that the Jiyin I know? Holy crap! Famous suspense and mystery novelist Jiyin has dropped into the stream!]

[So that's how it is. So when we chose our roles at the very beginning, it wasn't actually fair. Some roles are destined for death.]

[The shop owner really has some tricks; they set a trap right from the start.]

The Female Nurse was already too terrified to move; she simply kept her legs pressed together, covering her mouth and screaming.

It was the first time they had ever seen such a realistic game; the severed stump, the texture and smell of the fresh blood—it was completely real.

Although they had seen many similar scenes while performing surgery in the past.

But those were all for the purpose of saving lives.

But now, this was an act akin to murder, a forced extraction of a hand.

Most importantly...

When treating patients before, the organs or blood lost were not their own.

But at this moment, it was their own flesh being lost, and their psychological defenses were completely different.

They had thought this game was just about a ghost appearing to scare people, not realizing it was actually seeking thrills.

Now they could understand the significance of that life-and-death waiver they had signed at the beginning.

"You have 5 minutes to shop. If you exceed the time, I'll have to eat another hand!" The Vending Machine laughed eerily.

It must be said, the Forensic Doctor's mental fortitude was quite good.

He immediately tore off his necktie and wrapped it tightly around the stump several times to prevent excessive blood loss.

Afterward, he stood up shakily, feeling a strong sense of dizziness in his brain.

He came to the front of the Vending Machine and shoved his banknote inside.

"Hurry! Time is tight. If we go over, we'll have to lose another hand." The Forensic Doctor reminded her.

The Female Nurse nodded and inserted her own banknote as well.

The Forensic Doctor chose to purchase "Crispy Fingers, Scallion-Fried Human Eyes, and Braised Human Elbow"; these three items added up to only 60 horror coins.

The Crispy Fingers were 10 horror coins, while the other two dishes were 20 and 30 horror coins respectively.

The Forensic Doctor looked at the dispensing slot full of anticipation.

The Vending Machine seemed to be doing slimming exercises, its abdomen contracting and expanding.

After repeating this a few times, there was a "rumbling" sound.

Two small square boxes slid out from inside.

The Forensic Doctor hurriedly flipped open the lids. After taking them out, he only saw the Crispy Fingers and the Scallion-Fried Human Eyes.

Immediately, his brows furrowed.

He questioned the Vending Machine in front of him, "What's the deal with you? We clearly paid 100, so why are there only two dishes?"

"These three dishes only add up to 60, and you should be giving us 40 in change!"

The Vending Machine heard this and curled its lip in disdain.

It said nonchalantly, "I'm not trying to be mean, but..."

"You look so refined and scholarly, I thought you were a highly educated talent. Disappointing, you really disappoint me."

"I guess your math must have been taught by a P.E. teacher!"

"Huh?" The Forensic Doctor was stunned when he heard this.

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting? My math is perfectly fine, of course."

"Heh."

"1+3=12. You can't even do the basics."

"What the hell?!" The Forensic Doctor felt his worldview shattering a bit.

"1+3 should equal 4, you idiot!" The Forensic Doctor couldn't help but curse.

"Sigh... I just said a couple of things to you, and you're already getting agitated. This must be the difference between an educated person and an illiterate one." The Vending Machine spoke with its eyes slanted.

It wasn't even willing to look directly at the Forensic Doctor.

The Forensic Doctor's face turned red with anger, and he clenched his fists, but in the end, he suppressed his rage.

There was no help for it; his strength was too weak, and he didn't dare to challenge Brother Ghost.

"Forget it, let's just assume we ran into a crooked shop." The Forensic Doctor left a remark with disdain.

"Hmph! A crooked shop? I calculated everything clearly; don't go slandering a ghost."

The Forensic Doctor held the two small square boxes and handed one to the Female Nurse.

Both of them opened the square boxes, and looking at the extremely exquisite gluttonous feast inside, they both felt acid churning in their stomachs.

The Nurse's lips trembled, and she whispered, "Do we really have to eat it? Why does it smell like it's real!"

"Don't worry. No matter how perverted the owner is, it's absolutely impossible to recreate the real thing."

"Alright then."

And so, the two grabbed the items in the lunch boxes and threw them into their mouths.

"Holy crap!" Even the Vending Machine behind them couldn't help but exclaim.

"Are you two even human? To think you could even... Oh my, you're scum, holy crap."

"In all my years of business, except for a certain cannibalistic maniac, you two are the only others."

After eating the food, both the Forensic Doctor and the Nurse covered their mouths and began to retch violently.

They knelt on the ground, coughing incessantly, wanting to vomit out what they had just eaten.

[Huh? Looking at the expressions of these two, could it be... that it's real?]

[Damn, I'm eating right now, man. Does it have to be so hardcore?]

[However... this further proves the ability of this shop owner. The owner is definitely a biologist—no! They must be a polymath, with their own unique understanding of all disciplines!]

[Jiyin: If it is a fresh severed hand and the skin at the cross-section is relatively neat, one can see clear skin edges, with a color similar to the surrounding normal skin. Soft tissues, including muscles and tendons, would be exposed at the severed hand. At the same time, at the tips of the fingers, the white ends of the bone would be irregular in shape and accompanied by multiple broken small bone fragments.]

[Jiyin: So, in summary, these fingers must have been freshly cut, and the tool used must have been a kitchen knife.]

[Holy crap, could it be that the owner used to work in a slaughterhouse? Since the great Jiyin said so, it proves the owner also has their own unique understanding of chopping vegetables.]

[Brothers, I have to go to this shop. Yes, yes, yes! Hurry up and make short videos; let's start making stream clips.]

[We have to boost this shop; it's the first time I've seen one with such character!]

[I suspect this owner has actually killed people before. I'm calling Officer Lu right now.]

[Who is Officer Lu?]

[Holy crap, don't you know? That guy who still wears his police uniform even after getting off work; he's super popular in our local short video app.]

[Now, even the aunties who lose their cats call Officer Lu first.]