Strange things happen, and I drive the evil god mad by chasing debts.

Fang Yue rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment: "It should be 100%. There's a lot of information here. Just flipping through it will increase my story unlock rate."

Fang Yue continued, "Right now, the system tells me that as long as I find the exit from the dean's office, I will have successfully passed the level, but I haven't been able to find it."

However, the system told me that as long as I stayed until today, someone would take me out.

Shen Qingchan: "..."

It seems that this is her.

Fang Yue looked at Shen Qingchan excitedly, stepped forward and grabbed her arm: "You were able to get in, you must have a way to get out, right? Please take me away from here!"

You have no idea what kind of people I face every day—those weird-looking people who are like demons and monsters, they scare me to death!

"If I stay any longer, I won't be able to stand it."

Fang Yue chattered on and on, making Shen Qingchan's head ache: "You're perfectly fine, what can't you handle? We're facing death nine times out of ten out there."

As she spoke, Shen Qingchan revealed the wound on her waist, and Fang Yue immediately fell silent.

Fang Yue checked it over and found that it was indeed real.

Fang Yue exclaimed in shock, "My God..."

Shen Qingchan removed his hand: "Alright, alright, let me see all the useful plot information."

"Okay!"

Fang Yue agreed and immediately went to find the information for Shen Qingchan.

Currently, her story progress is only 90% complete, leaving 10% to go.

She guessed that this 10% figure would be the ending plot after leaving the hospital.

Shen Qingchan skimmed through the documents Fang Yue brought, the system notifications constantly echoing in her mind—

[Story Unlock Progress: 95%]

Where exactly is the remaining 5%?

Shen Qingchan frowned.

I searched for ages, but there was nothing there.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door, and a gruff voice came from outside: "Who locked the door for me?"

Fang Yue was startled upon hearing this, quickly gathered up the documents on the table, and hurriedly went to open the door.

Outside the door, the dean went from being impatient at first to banging on the door loudly at the end.

"What's wrong with this old man?!" Fang Yue was completely baffled and quickly opened the door.

When the door opened, the dean snorted and his brows furrowed, with several worms wriggling on them.

He looked at Fang Yue, his expression displeased: "Why did it take you so long to open the door for me?"

Fang Yue scratched his head: "Sorry, I have a friend here."

Upon hearing this, the dean looked at his so-called two friends, his gaze landing on Shen Qingchan with a hint of displeasure.

How did a patient end up in the dean's office?

Before he could even react, his gaze fell on Bai Ke, who was standing next to Shen Qingchan.

The dean's face stiffened slightly, and he trembled as he looked at the flesh on Bai Ke's body.

"You...you..." The dean took a step towards Bai Ke uncertainly, sniffing the other's scent.

Seeing this, Shen Qingchan looked at Bai Ke with a probing gaze.

Bai Ke stood quietly in place, her posture upright. Her excessively clean white coat seemed out of place in the dim and smelly dean's office.

His expression was calm and unwavering, as the dean approached him step by step, his hunched back staring intently at him, his turbid eyes fixed on him, his aura remaining completely still.

"You..." The dean's hands trembled, and his knees shook as well.

This was clearly the supreme aura that was familiar with this world and surpassed all other strange realms—the oppressive power of an evil god that no one dared to blaspheme and that made all monsters bow down.

"You are...God...?"

The dean's voice changed completely, becoming hoarse and broken, filled with a deep-seated piety and fear.

He even subconsciously wanted to kneel down and worship, his forehead was tense, and he didn't dare to breathe too heavily.

Fang Yue stared in disbelief, instinctively shrinking back, not daring to make a sound.

Shen Qingchan's gaze suddenly turned serious, her fingertips tightened slightly, and her eyes were fixed on Bai Ke, her doubts growing stronger.

Previously, at the Cave God's place, the Cave God also encountered some kind of god. This time, is Bai Ke also doing the same?

But what kind of god is Bai Ke?

Also, why did she encounter so-called gods several times in a row, yet not know what they were...?

The entire office was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

After a long while, the dean shakily raised his withered hand, his fingertips covered with festering black spots, and carefully approached Bai Ke's sleeve and collar, meticulously sensing and probing the aura on his body.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The extreme awe gradually faded from the dean's face, replaced by a deep sense of bewilderment and confusion.

There is no chaotic divinity that can overthrow all living beings, no supreme pressure that can subdue all demons...

This is not an evil god.

Absolutely not.

The dean abruptly withdrew his hand, straightened up, and took two steps back. The fear on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a deep sense of astonishment and anger.

He raised his hand to rub his droopy eyelids, then looked down at his trembling hands. The instinctive, extreme awe he had felt earlier made him feel both frustrated and angry.

He actually bowed his head humbly and almost knelt down in front of an ordinary person and someone from his own hospital.

Anger instantly dispelled all cowardice. The dean's cloudy eyes suddenly widened, and his wrinkled face instantly darkened as he stared intently at Bai Ke's spotless white coat.

"Are you a doctor at this hospital?"

The dean suddenly raised his voice, his stern, hoarse voice echoing in the small office, "Abandoning your post during working hours! Instead of making rounds and being on duty in the wards, you dare to slack off and wander around in my dean's office! Who gave you permission?!"

A sudden, overwhelming pressure swept through the room, causing the office windows to tremble slightly and documents on the desk to flutter and scatter all over the floor.

Fang Yue was so frightened by this aura that he trembled and quickly squatted down to pick up the scattered documents, not daring to breathe loudly.

Shen Qingchan remained standing in place, her expression calm, silently observing Bai Ke's response.

Faced with the dean's stern questioning, Bai Ke remained calm and composed, her tone even and without the slightest panic, and answered frankly, "I didn't slack off."

He glanced sideways at Shen Qingchan beside him and continued calmly, "I came here with the patients I'm managing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the office instantly became subtle.

The dean was taken aback, and his gaze immediately fell on Shen Qingchan, looking her up and down.

Shen Qingchan was wearing a hospital gown, the edges of which were still stained with dirt. The wound on her waist had not fully healed and was covered in bloodstains, making her look like a registered patient.

Fang Yue quickly picked up the documents, straightened up, and casually rested his chin on his hand, slowly pondering them.

He thought to himself: "She's actually my sister Shen's personal NPC? My sister Shen is really amazing!"

But he didn't seem to have seen this person before...