People in the US variety show, the genius doctor is fierce

In Chapter 3, Horror Song, please give alms to the teacher!

"Wow."

Sean looked at this female English teacher and exclaimed in his heart.

Is it finally his turn to experience the American-style popular plot that even many protagonists rarely get to experience?

But he was hesitant.

After all, betraying one's teacher and ancestors does not seem to be harmonious.

Even though this is an American variety show, no matter how powerful the system is, it is afraid of harmony.

He positioned himself as a knight who cultivated immortality and a doctor who saved the world.

Rather than a demon cultivator who does whatever he wants.

Even though this is a paradise for magic cultivators, once one does not understand the rules, no matter how powerful the magic is, it will be useless.

A small leak will sink a great ship.

Although the female English teacher is good, she can only score 70 points at most, and that is because of her status bonus, so it is not that bad.

He is not being sentimental.

Rather, he inherited his predecessor's good looks, which has made him accustomed to this kind of harassment.

Especially in the world of American variety shows, the overly chaotic environment requires that the dividing line between teacher and student must be clearly defined and must not be crossed even a little bit.

The more you lack something, the more you emphasize it.

It's normal to do whatever you want in private, but reaching out like this is absolutely not allowed.

If someone saw it or complained about it, the female English teacher would definitely be in trouble.

And she did it anyway. Her eyes looked sincere, but there was a man-eating heat flashing deep in them. It was impossible to hide it from Sean, whose attributes were close to the human limit.

This is definitely not a proper female teacher!

Sean immediately pulled back his hand that she was holding, stood up and looked down, saying: "Ms. Watson, please respect yourself!"

After saying this, he left the classroom under the stunned and ashamed gaze of the female teacher.

He is not the predecessor who knows nothing!
With his inherited good looks from his predecessor, plus his awesome conditions, as long as he wanted, he would never lack the popular American campus happiness, even if he scared people and kept changing schools.

It's just that my vision is too high.

In addition, in this world of American variety shows where demons and monsters are rampant, he has no sense of security and is only interested in upgrading his career.

This shows that he lacks the popular American campus happiness.

The frivolous female teacher in front of him was quite interesting, but her appearance did not meet his standards.

In addition, she was so blatant and impatient, I'm afraid she must be an old sea queen. Given the chaos in America, God knows what disease she has.

Whether it is his predecessor or himself, they are both more or less mysophobic.

So he just declined the offer!
The day's classes ended quickly.

School was over in the afternoon.

While the others were still attending after-school activities, Sean put away the bulky Dictionary of Hell, picked up his backpack and walked out of the campus.

If the system didn't require him to continue his studies step by step, he wouldn't need to go to school at all.

So in order not to waste time, he was trying to do two things at once during class, with his main focus being on studying the magic book.

knowledge is power!

In this American world, books on magic, witchcraft, etc. can be used directly and are real power!

The prerequisite is to be able to get the real magic book.

And this dictionary of hell was found by him in the Warren family museum.

This was one of the reasons why he was willing to be adopted by Mrs. Warren even though he knew that she had made a mistake and mistook him for her sister's son.

In a world like American comprehensive education where knowledge is monopolized, it is not easy to learn truly powerful knowledge.

Sean was walking in a good mood, and the students who were leaving school along the way automatically separated like waves, with his route as the center.

Walking through the playground where the bullies gathered, there was no longer the excitement of venting hormones as before. When they saw him passing by, they all stood there and looked at him from afar in shock and doubt.

Sean is no stranger to this.

He and the bully Mark were telling the truth.

In this world where demons and monsters are rampant, there is really no future in being a bully.

It’s not about the future of making money or not!
But it’s a matter of life or death!
Maybe one day, the honest people who were bullied by them will suddenly explode, or the vengeful spirits of the honest people who died tragically after being bullied will be taken away in a wave. A peaceful death is considered a good end.

When he reached the school gate, in full view of everyone, he suddenly stopped and turned to look in the direction of the teaching building.

Then he walked out of the school.

"What is he looking at?"

"Yeah, there's nothing there."

"He's just so weird."

“Weirder than Judy Warren!”

"I heard that he was adopted by the Warren family."

"Sure enough, the Warrens are all weird and strange!"

As the new headline-grabbing figure of the entire school, his every move was closely watched. Only after he left did the students dare to discuss the matter.

"you are late!"

Sean waited outside for a while and saw a car approaching. He raised his hand to signal the bald old man in the driver's seat.

Ignoring the bald old man's dark face, he continued to remind: "I don't like being late!"

"I don't like driving to pick you up. No, I don't like you at all. I don't even want to see you!"

The bald old man screamed in his heart, but he held his breath and didn't say it out loud. He just remained silent. After Sean got in the car, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

The car arrived in front of a remote house.

The whole building was dead silent, and even in broad daylight, the curtains in the houses were mostly drawn.

There is a big sign hanging in front.

It says: Coroner's Office, Morgue, Crematorium, Funeral Home.

The bald old man stopped the car and ignored Sean. He walked aside and went about his own business.

Sean didn't care and walked straight into this somewhat eerie building. Under the dim light, he walked through the living room, rooms, and corridors like he was familiar with the place and came to the entrance to the basement.

Different from the usual American basement.

There is an elevator in the basement.

But it is also very old-fashioned, and still uses a manually opened and closed iron fence security door.

There is a creaking sound when opening and closing.

In a building with a horror movie atmosphere, it is particularly harsh.

The elevator reached the bottom quickly.

Immediately, melodious classical music came from inside, which immediately diluted the underworld atmosphere.

Sean walked out of the elevator and pushed open a door, only to see an autopsy table inside and rows of morgue cabinets next to it.

The melody played by the old gramophone.

An elegant middle-aged man in a white coat stood in front of the autopsy table, leaning very close to the body, carefully examining it. When he heard Sean coming, he turned around and immediately smiled.

"Sean, is school over? Come here! Tell me the cause of death of this body!"

As he said that, he made way for Sean, as if he was going to test him.

"The body was severely burned, the throat was damaged, the lungs were damaged, but the trachea was not seriously damaged, so he had stopped breathing before he was choked to death by the smoke. There was an external injury on the top of his head, which should have caused severe internal bleeding and death."

Sean stepped forward to check it out, casually expressed his judgment, and then directly interrupted the middle-aged man's praise.

"Teacher, you know this won't be difficult for me. This is not what I need to learn now!"

"...Sean, I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious." The middle-aged man called teacher by Sean laughed dryly.

"Teacher, you know what I need now!"

Sean said bluntly: “If you want to be a good doctor, you must move on to the next stage.

Only by performing surgery on living bodies can I improve my medical skills.

So, teacher, please donate your body and teach me surgery!"

teacher:"……"

(End of this chapter)