I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror
Chapter 378 - 345: The Crazy Former Employee

Chapter 378: Chapter 345: The Crazy Former Employee

The food at the funeral home was still good.

Maybe it was because the weather was too cold, or perhaps it was because the air was heavy with gloom, so they ate steaming hot pot.

Soon, Jiang Xiao realized that the night watchman seemed to only eat vegetarian dishes, while the director and Bao Lebin were gorging on large cuts of meat.

During the casual conversation, it turned out that the night watchman was a vegetarian; thankfully, not an extreme one—he didn’t incessantly bark just because others ate meat.

"When is that female corpse going to be cremated?"

Hearing Jiang Xiao mention this, both the director and Bao Lebin’s expressions changed. They put down their chopsticks, and even the night watchman, who had been quietly eating, looked up at Jiang Xiao.

"Xiao Jiang, about that, let’s not rush..."

"Weren’t you just urging me earlier to hurry up and get ready for the cremation?"

Jiang Xiao asked, confused.

The director didn’t respond directly. Instead, he warned Jiang Xiao not to ask too many questions. The body would be sent to the big store for now, and the time of cremation... was pending.

Hiss?

The director, who clearly had been quite frightened earlier, would surely find peace of mind with an earlier cremation, wouldn’t he?

Filled with confusion, Jiang Xiao finished dinner and returned to his room, leaving the cleanup and dishwashing duties naturally to Bao Lebin.

The room was a double, at the end of the hallway, and the "Company Dormitory" sign was very noticeable on the door.

On the layered bunk beds, the top bed was empty, so Jiang Xiao grabbed a mat from a cabinet nearby to make the bed.

After Jiang Xiao had washed up, Bao Lebin, who was still washing the dishes, came back prepared to rest.

One could tell from his big dark face that his mood was not very good.

"What’s wrong, bro? You weren’t scared into some disorder, were you?"

As for the matter of the ghostly face, Jiang Xiao didn’t plan on telling Bao Lebin. It was still uncertain whether the latter was friend or foe.

Still, Jiang Xiao was now as alert as a monkey.

"Ah, don’t mention it. I was dragged away by the director for a scolding again."

"How did the talk go?"

"He said my performance today was too embarrassing. Just a bit of trouble, and I make a big deal out of everything. Ah, let’s not talk about it. I’ve always been easily frightened; I’ve wanted to quit this job for a long time. You don’t know, this funeral home..."

Realizing he might have said too much, Bao Lebin promptly shut himself up.

Jiang Xiao, now intrigued, was very eager to chat as he hadn’t chatted casually with anyone in a long time. He poked his curious head from the upper bunk, looking down at Bao Lebin, who was soaking his feet.

"Why don’t you just leave if you don’t want to stay?"

"Leave?"

Bao Lebin shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Where to? There’s wilderness for thirty kilometers; unless you’ve completed ten years of work, the director might arrange someone from outside to pick you up. Otherwise, you’d have to walk out on your own legs, and besides..."

It seemed like a huge resolve for Bao Lebin, as he swallowed his saliva, nervously adding,

"Besides, I’ve always heard that it’s not easy to walk out of these thirty kilometers of wilderness."

After that, no matter how much Jiang Xiao pressed him, he absolutely refused to elaborate any further.

Huh?

What does that mean? The goal of the challenge is to survive, but specifically, how long should one survive?

The funeral home rule of completing ten years before leaving or otherwise battling thirty kilometers of wilderness on foot...

Jiang Xiao had neither the time nor the inclination to challenge the wilderness; he would just wait and see. A Kaidan of such high caliber was sure to burst forth with some exciting finds. If he really couldn’t find anything, he’d just grab the director and beat him up. He couldn’t believe the director wouldn’t arrange for a car to send him out.

If not, he’d beat him up every day!

"By the way, there must have been an employee before me, one with more experience, right? Did he leave after completing ten years?"

Bringing this up, Bao Lebin’s expression turned even uglier.

He had been frequently bullied by the "old employee," supposedly a fine tradition of the funeral home where seniors harassed newcomers.

Jiang Xiao had barely adjusted to the old-timer who had finally moved on when the new guy came and didn’t stick to the script at all...

"He didn’t even last ten years..."

Thinking back to his predecessor’s departure, Bao Lebin still felt somewhat scared.

"That night, he went to the bathroom... and then started shouting some crazy, scary stuff, and finally ran into the wilderness outside..."

"What exactly did he say?"

Bao Lebin was reluctant to talk again, always stopping mid-conversation, which was incredibly frustrating for Jiang Xiao, pulling at his curiosity uncomfortably.

"Bro, it’s not that I don’t want to talk, but you don’t understand. That crazy old guy told me exactly what the older employees had said that drove him mad, and then he went crazy that same night."

"Moreover, according to him, the employee senior to him also went mad after being told what an even more senior employee had talked about..."

Bao Lebin candidly admitted that he was risking his life by telling Jiang Xiao so much. He was mainly afraid of being beaten up by Jiang Xiao, otherwise, he wouldn’t have said a word.

What a wild ride, this is actually pretty fascinating!

Madness?

Is it a supernatural story about mental instabilities?

It might resemble the stories from Hengshui Prison, where the tales focus on attacking the psyche.

But that might not be the whole story. Jiang Xiao felt that the secrets of the funeral home might not be so simple...

"Bro, have you heard any noises?"

Jiang Xiao thought he might be imagining things, but Bao Lebin seemed to be growing paler, casting paranoid glances everywhere.

"No, don’t scare yourself."

"Bro, can you help me get some water to wash my feet?"

Jiang Xiao: "?"

"Bro, after talking about so many secrets, I’m too scared to step outside..."

The more he spoke, the more irritated Jiang Xiao got.

"What the hell did you say? You’re just spouting half-tales, what kind of secret is that?!"

Ugh...

Bao Lebin looked somewhat embarrassed; he knew he had been a bit too mysterious, but...

[Rule One: There are no ghosts in this world, spreading ghost stories about the funeral home is strictly forbidden, violators will be immediately dismissed]

He dared not break the rules!

Seeing his cowardly demeanor, Jiang Xiao flippantly turned away.

"If you’re scared, then don’t bother with the water. It’s just foot water, you can do it tomorrow."

...

The rest of the chosen ones were not as calm as Jiang Xiao.

Over ninety percent of them dared not open the window, terrified by the ghastly white faces outside.

Additionally, Bao Lebin mentioned that one had to spend ten years to leave the funeral home, shocking many of the chosen on the spot.

But there was some good news.

That was, you could also choose to leave directly, the manager wouldn’t object, but no transportation would be provided.

Thirty kilometers!

Not too far, an hour by car, or a full day if walking. If jogging, it would take just over half a day to get beyond the outskirts.

For those in excellent physical condition, it would take just two or three hours to run out.

Among them, Martin from the lighthouse was a standout.

He was a bona fide active-duty Navy SEAL, emphasis on "active-duty"!

Also, having been renovated multiple times by the rewards of supernatural tales, he was confident he could maintain a steady pace and leave the wilderness in two hours.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.