Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 70 Will Unsettin

Although Fors said to ignore the embers, Dr. Allen and his wife were still quite impressed with the humble and well-mannered young man.

Unfortunately, today is not the weekend.

Both Dr. Allen and his wife were in a hurry to get to work and didn't have time to take care of Ember.

Dr. Allen had to rush to the hospital to perform surgery on his patients, while his wife, a high school teacher, also had to rush to teach her children.

As a respectable member of the middle class, Dr. Allen owns his own private carriage.

So he didn't have to squeeze onto the messy, sweaty public carriages like everyone else.

As his newly recruited "intern", Fors naturally had to accompany him to the hospital.

"So, Ash, may I call you that?"

Just as Allen was about to leave, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked Yu Jin, "Do you want to come to the hospital with me?"

Fors's expression changed slightly, and he frantically gave Ember a meaningful look.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Yu Jin hesitated for two seconds before giving a tactful reply that relieved Fors.

"There's nothing wrong with it."

Mrs. Wilma, arm in arm with Fors, smiled and said, "The carriage is large enough to seat four people, and don't you want to see Fors' working conditions at the hospital?"

"Well then, I'm sorry to bother you."

Yu Jin thought for a moment, then nodded gently as the girl's expression gradually stiffened.

"Let's go."

Upon seeing this, Dr. Allen nodded slightly, stepped out of the gate first, and was the first to board the carriage.

Ember followed closely behind, and even after boarding the carriage, he very gentlemanly extended his hand to Fors.

"Thank you so much!"

Fors placed her hand in Ember's palm, leaned close to his neck, and gritted her teeth as she spoke.

"You are welcome."

Yu Jin helped the girl into the carriage and gave her a slight smile.

Once everyone was seated, the coachman began to whip the horses.

Sitting on the same side as Velma, Fors looked out the window sullenly, observing the passersby with boredom.

Yu Jin, meanwhile, gazed thoughtfully at the carriages passing by outside the window.

"What are you thinking about?"

Dr. Allen observed the embers for a while, then suddenly asked a question.

"I'm thinking about a question."

After a moment's thought, Ember didn't hide anything, but slowly posed the question, "Backlund has trackless carriages, tracked carriages, and steam trains. But why have I never seen a steam... um, a steam carriage?"

"Actually, yes."

Wilma smiled slightly and said, "Actually, steam carriages were invented several years ago, and they are much faster than horse carriages. But the nobles felt that steam carriages caused too much noise and pollution, and they didn't want to see Backlund full of these steam carriages."

"That's only a secondary reason."

Dr. Allen clearly disagreed with his wife's view, saying coldly, "The main reason is that traditional carriage operators are afraid that steam carriages will take away their livelihoods, so they have joined forces to resist the promotion of steam carriages. To this end, they have also pushed Parliament to pass the so-called 'Road Locomotive Act,' which stipulates that the speed of steam carriages shall not exceed 3 kilometers per hour."

Dr. Allen shook his head and scoffed, "Three kilometers per hour? I can walk twice as fast."

"I see."

Yu Jin suddenly realized.

"Moreover, the invention of the steam carriage was not a few years ago."

Dr. Allen continued, "That was a brilliant idea proposed by Emperor Roselle more than a hundred years ago. But unfortunately, the cost of steam carriages was too high, and unlike steam trains, they could not generate enough profit. In addition, the joint suppression by carriage operators prevented the large-scale promotion of steam carriages."

"In fact, due to various restrictions, most people are unaware of the existence of steam carriages."

Although he appeared somewhat aloof, Dr. Allen was surprisingly talkative at this moment.

Clearly, for Dr. Allen, being able to show off his knowledge was also a source of considerable pleasure.

"Emperor Rosell?"

Upon hearing the familiar name once again, Ember fell into deep thought.

He had a vague impression of the name and figured the person must be an important character in the world of Lord of Mysteries.

And based on the information currently available, this is indeed the case.

People around me can casually utter some thought-provoking quotes, and these quotes all come from the mouth of Emperor Roselle.

Furthermore, Emperor Roselle's diary was written in Chinese, a language no one else in the world could understand...

With all these clues combined, it's not hard to guess that Emperor Roselle was a time traveler.

These famous quotes were the product of his plagiarism.

and so……

"Is Roselle the 'protagonist' of this world?"

"However, the 'Fool' also understands Chinese."

"While it's not surprising that a god could understand a language, it's not impossible that he might also be a time traveler."

"Therefore, the 'fool' could also be the 'protagonist'."

Yu Jin rubbed his temples and quickly gave up thinking.

Anyway, no matter who the main character is, they'll all end up being burned.

But the primary target right now is still the Black Emperor; there's no need to think about that much.

The most important thing is to adjust your mindset so you don't die.

after all--

If you can't even beat the Gundam Master, why bother worrying about how to defeat the Lord of Cinder?

Seeing that Yu Jin seemed to be deep in thought, the others tacitly refrained from disturbing him.

Dr. Allen remained silent, while Mrs. Wilma across from him whispered something in Fors' ear.

The carriage stopped at the gate of a middle school.

Mrs. Wilma smiled and said goodbye to her husband, then turned and got off the carriage and walked into the middle school.

Five minutes later, the carriage stopped again in front of a hospital.

Yu Jin looked at a plaque at the entrance of the courtyard.

Backland Central Hospital.

"This is the best private hospital in the Hillston area."

Fors, a medical school graduate, offered to explain, "Plus, this place is located at the border of Hillston and the North Side, so most middle-class people come here for medical treatment. If we were to rank Backlund's hospitals, this would be second only to Royal Brownfield Hospital in the North Side and Royal Presbyterian Hospital in Queens."

Although Dr. Allen is young, he is an attending surgeon at Backlund Central Hospital and his medical skills are superb.

Along the way, Dr. Allen greeted the doctors and nurses he encountered and walked into a ward on the left side of the third-floor corridor with ease.

Lying on the hospital bed in the ward was a boy who looked to be just over ten years old, with a childlike face.

Beside the hospital bed was a middle-aged man with a worried expression.

"Mr. Asceptin."

Allen walked over to the middle-aged man and began to speak with him, saying, "The surgery will begin in twenty minutes. I think Nurse Janet has already told you about the precautions?"

"How pitiful."

Fors looked at the boy on the hospital bed with some pity and whispered.

Yu Jin didn't reply; he just glanced at the name on the hospital bed.

Will Unsett.

"Fors".

After finishing his conversation with the middle-aged man, Dr. Allen seemed like a completely different person. He turned around and solemnly instructed, "Go change your clothes. Come with me into the operating room in twenty minutes."

"yes!"

Fors immediately tensed up; she hadn't worked as a doctor or nurse for two years.

She was a little afraid that she might make a mistake since the surgery was the first thing she did.

Making a mistake during surgery can be fatal!

(End of this chapter)