I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 97 Crossroads Hospital

【Organization Name: Liquidator】

[Scope of influence: the whole world.The members of the organization are located in all civilized cities except the East, and can even affect the power changes in some countries. According to inaccurate sources, the revolutionary uprisings behind many African countries have the shadow of the organization's participation. 】

[Influence level: super large.The organization has powerful forces beyond the level of mortals. 】

[The main business of the organization: Lifetime transactions.Through the authority given by a certain Chen, members of this organization can voluntarily or forcedly voluntarily absorb the lifespan of generous donors, store it in a strange object called the Ash Ledger, and trade with mortals in exchange for huge amounts of money and contacts, and also use this to trade with other secret organizations to obtain massive mana tools. 】

[Organization secondary business: military operations.Provide cheap and cheap mortal mercenary armies, including but limited to armed conflict, regional conquest, decapitation and assassination.But only willing to collect life as a reward. 】

[Organization secondary business: intelligence investigation.Provide intelligence collection that involves almost the whole world, including but limited to personal privacy, smuggling channels, and power and sex transactions.But only willing to collect life as a reward. 】

[Note: If those who have secrets have to purchase the services of the liquidator, please be sure to ask the members of the liquidator to swear in the name of Si Chen in advance, and only charge the fixed life amount of the share stipulated in the contract, otherwise... we can only say so much here. 】

When Watson saw this text, he was also very surprised... Even lifespans can be traded. The so-called ashes account book is simply an artifact comparable to a pocket-sized book of life and death.

But he also noticed the words 'forced to voluntarily' in the materials, and thought to himself:
"Forced to voluntarily, rather than compulsively seize... such a large organization no longer needs to follow the so-called justice and humanity, but still uses such cautious words, is it because even if the liquidator organization uses Si Chen's power, it must require the donor's own nod to agree to seize the other party's internal life span?"

"Looking at it this way, this unknown Si Chen seems to be a fair person who pays attention to the order of the contract? Even if this so-called fairness has long been distorted by the implementers below, but... isn't this the normal state of reality?"

"All good justice cannot always be implemented at the bottom, and its original true meaning is distorted because of the greed of the people."

But these discussions about social order did not remain in Watson's mind for too long. He just had a certain curiosity... I don't know what the appearance of those mortals who have been sucked up by the ashes account book will look like?Will they howl in despair at the visible aging?Or has it decayed and died quietly?

I really want to witness this process with my own eyes.

The useful information has been completely read, and all the words have a palace engraved deep in Watson's mind. He closed the information and handed it to Jannings who was waiting by the side.

"How should I leave this place? When is the next duel scheduled?"

"According to the strength you showed just now, Mr. John, you can already be promoted to a second-tier duelist. However, due to your lack of experience in competitions, you still need to review and evaluate within the club, so your next duel must wait for the club to complete the evaluation before proceeding." Jannings withdrew the information. "According to the previous evaluation process, it will take about two weeks before we can continue to arrange the next duel for Mr. John."

"Well, then after two weeks, I will still contact you, Mr. Jannings, in the original way?"

"Yes, if John wants to leave now, he can just take the carriage that came just now, and the coachman will take you back to the city."

Watson nodded slightly to show that he knew, and after a short greeting, he returned along the way he came.

Sitting in the bumpy black carriage, he felt the active and vibrating new blade appearance inside the soul body, the blade trembled slightly as if screaming hunger and thirst.

Even though he had already absorbed a moment of joy from the death of the lion-masked man, he still longed for the thrill of killing in his heart.

There seemed to be seductive whispers in his ears again, and the moth in his skull fluttered its wings gently, as if beguiling him to indulge his primitive killing instinct without suppressing his inner hunger!

Watson didn't listen to the moth's whispers, he just picked up his cane and walked out of the carriage silently, through the alleys extending in all directions, throwing away the ridiculous mask, throwing away those disturbing wild thoughts, and reverting to a disabled man with a sunny smile.

He returned to the apartment in a carriage, with a coquettish smile on his face and a touch of red lips on his neckline, which made the gossip Mona cover her mouth and snicker, and quietly broadcast new news to every house. The new resident on the roof, Mr. Watson, seems to have found a lover. It seems that we will welcome a new lady in our apartment soon.

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The needle shadow of the sundial rotates five times on the stone plate, and the time has come to Friday.

It's the reopening day of St. Artemis Hospital... no, it's now renamed Crossroads Hospital.

Watson went as agreed, and he followed behind the crowded crowd, watching Winfrey Morgan standing on the temporary podium at the door and delivering the opening speech.

"...I have experienced many things, I have experienced the beauty of family harmony, I have experienced the joy of the death of a loved one, I have experienced the pursuit of many people, and I have endured crying alone... I have come to the middle of my life, and I am standing at an important crossroads."

"Before, many people persuaded me that continuing to engage in free clinic activities is definitely not a good choice, it is a waste of time, energy and money."

"There are also some hidden people who dare not show up trying to warn me, saying that my actions have broken the rules and order of the entire market, threatening to make me suffer if I don't rectify, forcing me to close the free clinic and expel me from the institute."

"In their mouths, my life seems to have reached a crossroads of important decisions. Abandoning free clinics and continuing research is progress, canceling free clinics is left and right, otherwise there is only a backward path. This is the rule of life, and this is the rule of life."

"But! I must say..."

Winfreys raised the volume sharply, shouting loudly:
"Fuck the rules, fuck the rules! Fuck the medical board!!!"

"There are still so many people in this city who are plagued by illness and injury. They work hard but can only get meager money, and they also suffer from illness, hunger and cold."

"But you only want to charge them high medical expenses, suck the people's blood, bite the people's flesh, gnaw the people's bones... In exchange for your luxury cars, villas and beauties!!!"

"I established the Crossroads Hospital today to prove to them and the world that life is not limited to following the crossroads left by the predecessors. We can also find another way, leaving those rules and ways, and stepping into the unknown wilderness, blazing a path of our own, and blazing a path that belongs to all the people who have selflessly dedicated themselves to this city!!!"

As soon as Winfreys Morgan finished speaking, the people at the bottom who came to support him because of his reputation as a good person burst into shouts that resounded through the sky. It seemed that as long as Dr. Winfreys gave an order, they would immediately carry out demonstrations and march towards the city center.

But Winfreys did not continue to stir up the emotions of the people, but just thanked everyone for their support, then cut the ribbon and announced the official opening.

The long-awaited crowd swarmed in, and Watson also moved forward slowly among the crowd.

(End of this chapter)