Kisaragi's Long-Strange Collection Notes

Out of 200 students in 6 graduating classes, there were only 20 spots available for visiting patients.

The extra 200 students who were supposed to graduate but came to take the graduation exam at the last minute no longer enjoy many of the benefits that graduating students receive.

Chen Meimei's graduating class 3 had four spots available.

Besides himself, there was Yue Junyang, Mian Ruyan, and Mengmeng who arrived last.

Despite being an older girl, Mengmeng still carries her "Mengmeng" plush toy with her.

The school bus took everyone away.

None of the instructors from each class went; only 20 students attended.

Everyone on the bus was very friendly.

There is no absolute fairness in any world.

These 20 people who came to visit the sick undoubtedly represent the most outstanding group of trainees in terms of background, qualifications, and strength.

The graduation rate for this group will no longer be 5%, but very likely 50%.

In previous years, the graduation rate of the "visiting the sick" program has never been lower than 50%, and the highest rate was even 75% 12 years ago.

The car was like a matchbox; you couldn't see the wiring outside.

After driving for nearly an hour, the car stopped.

"We've arrived. Everyone can get off now." The driver opened the car door.

Chen Meimei got off the bus in the crowd.

As soon as he got out of the car, he doubted his own eyes.

"This is a hospital? Are you kidding me? This is clearly a prison!"

Mian Ruyan, walking beside him, said softly:

"This is what a hospital is like. Once you're in a hospital, except for special visitors, if you don't meet the discharge requirements, you'll never be able to leave or see anyone outside."

Chen Meimei: ......

You, Emperor Ruyan, have clearly given a complete explanation of the definition of prison.

Yue Junyang stepped forward and said calmly, "This world is cruel and realistic. Some cities don't have 'hospitals,' and most of the people in the Mist Church come from these 'patients.'"

Are there cities that don't have "hospitals"? Is this a more lenient approach or something even more cruel? Chen Meimei didn't ask.

Upon seeing this, Chen Meimei knew that visiting someone in the hospital wouldn't be what he had imagined.

After all, the school had no intention of having them prepare fruit baskets and milk.

really.

Visiting someone in the hospital is a very special thing.

It wasn't a group of them visiting the patient in the "ward".

Instead, they were a group of people in the room, waiting for patients to arrive on their own initiative.

The first patient arrived.

A chubby doctor in a white coat pushed in a wheelchair-bound person who had lost both legs.

He's called a wheelchair man not because he sits in a wheelchair, but because he's become an extension of his wheelchair.

The overweight doctor was not gentle, walked very fast, and did not care about the feelings of the person being pushed in the wheelchair.

The patient didn't bother with self-introduction and went straight to the point:

"Does anyone among you possess the ability to restore limbs? I have a vast fortune outside, over 200 years old, which I can use entirely to exchange for it."

The students remained silent.

Silence doesn't necessarily mean a lack of recovery ability; it could also be a bargaining chip for not wanting to deal with the patient.

"A waste of time." The fat doctor sneered and pushed the person out. "I've already said, people with real ability don't care about your little bit of time."

Soon, the second patient came in.

This is a lady in a gorgeous dress, and her treatment is completely different from the first one.

Following behind her was a female doctor.

As soon as the elegantly dressed woman spoke, a collective gasp filled the room.

"I came here voluntarily. Who can lift the gender reassignment curse on me?" It was a male voice.

The female doctor then spoke up: "This is the former president of the [Raven Feather Society]. Two years ago, he was cursed by a mermaid. Those with the ability can gain the friendship of the Raven Feather Society."

Chen Meimei didn't react. "Mermaid Curse" and "Raven Feather Society" were unfamiliar terms to him. He only understood "Gender Transformation Curse".

He found it a bit strange and felt that things couldn't be that simple.

This is a mysterious and complex world where it's normal to not be human. A mere transgender person shouldn't be able to get a big shot into a "hospital."

It's easy to get into this place on your own, but it might be a bit difficult to leave freely.

A student whom Chen Meimei didn't recognize raised their hand.

"My abilities are related to water and curses, but I'm not sure if I can solve the problem, and my abilities will be limited if I fail the graduation exam."

The female doctor's eyes lit up: "This student, please come with us to the private room for a detailed discussion. As long as there is hope, regardless of the final success or failure, the rewards from the [Raven Feather Society] will not disappoint you."

The three left the main visiting room and went to another place to begin their shady dealings.

The third patient was an old man who was trembling.

A doctor, somewhere between middle-aged and young, helped him in.

This is the doctor who most resembles a doctor.

He cared about the patient, helping the old man to a chair before greeting everyone.

"Dear students, this is Mr. Jiang, a veteran collector in our city. Mr. Jiang is not in good health, so I am relaying his information on his behalf."

Five years ago, Mr. Jiang unexpectedly acquired a mysterious collectible: a Ge ware vase about half a meter tall, with gold and iron wires on its body and crackles that formed a human figure.

Mr. Jiang was very fond of this vase.

But soon, as he played with it for a longer time, Jiang Lao found that the human figure on the bottle looked more and more like himself. And one day after he woke up, he found that golden threads and iron wires had also appeared on his body.

At that time, Elder Jiang was a powerful figure of the [Mysterious] Level 4, with a wealthy family and extensive connections. Even so, he searched several cities but could not solve the problem. He could only barely ask an even stronger person to take action to prevent his body from being shattered into pieces.

Now, the situation is gradually deteriorating and it is becoming increasingly difficult to sustain.

The trainees looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although some of them came from wealthy families and knew several powerful figures.

But if even a level 4 collector of [Mystery] can't solve this, what can a group of little guys who haven't even officially crossed the threshold of [Mystery] do?

The audience fell silent.

Old Jiang's cracked lips began to open and close.

"Children, I'm old, I've lived long enough, and when I break down, so be it."

However, I never expected that this golden thread-like hair would be hereditary, and my son and granddaughter have also begun to show signs of it.

What I need is not for you to resolve the main issue within me, but rather to try to untangle the branches that have spread to my son and granddaughter.

Upon hearing this, everyone shut their mouths even tighter.

This also has the potential for spreading pollution, which is extremely dangerous and could potentially lead to serious health problems.

Old Jiang sighed. He was only desperate and had no other choice but to try anything. He had consulted so many important figures but none of them could help him, so it was not surprising that the students could not solve the problem either.

"Xiao Hua, let's go."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, please take it easy." Dr. Hua helped the old man up.

"Excuse me, sir, where is that vase now?" Chen Meimei's voice rang out.

Old Jiang suddenly turned around.

"Young friend, do you have a solution?"

"Well, I can't help you with that, but I have a friend who might be an expert in this area."

The trainees at the scene were speechless.

Everyone knows the phrase "I have a friend," but Chen Meimei, besides Liu Bo, what friends do you have? Isn't it just yourself?

Yue Junyang spoke up and said, "Chen Meimei, you're never serious in class. This is no joke. Old Jiang is highly respected, so don't talk nonsense."

Chen Meimei glanced at Yue Junyang and her opinion of him changed slightly.

He could hear clearly the age of an ordinary student, but not the one he was.

Yue Junyang's shout, seemingly a reprimand, was actually not meant to belittle him, but rather to protect him.

"I can't really offer a solution, as I know too little about the situation right now. However, if the anomaly is indeed caused by that porcelain vase, I might be able to ask a friend to try it out."

Yue Junyang remained silent. He had tried to stop them once, but to no avail. They were all adults and could only take responsibility for their own actions.

Dr. Jiang gave Dr. Chaohua a wink.

Dr. Hua understood, and he smiled at Chen Meimei:

"Young man, this way please. Let's go to the private room to talk in detail."