Chapter 1060: Chapter 1060

Lighthouse Mental Hospital. In front of the nurse’s station.

The boss’s foot, wrapped in a white robe, stepped firmly here. Yet, the nurse with the frameless glasses showed little change in her expression facing his arrival.

There was no verbal exchange between them,

The nurse squatted down, one hand on her chest, and with the other, she retrieved a rusted copper keychain from the bottom.

With the key in hand, the boss headed into the depths of the corridor, reaching the deepest cell.

First, he used the key numbered [1] on the keychain to open the door,

Behind the door was not a room, but an identical hospital corridor,

If there was a difference, it might just be the additional moths on the mottled light bulb, and a few disgusting cockroaches crawling on the ground.

On the other side of the corridor, the nurse station was still visible, with the nurse propping her chin with one hand, looking slightly bored.

The boss then took out the key labeled [2] to continue opening the door,

It was a similar corridor, but here the light bulbs were beginning to flicker, and on the floor, rats were gnawing on cockroach corpses.

Each time a door was opened,

The corridor grew dimmer and more malice-filled, with only the nurse remaining unchanged.

With the last key, in a completely burned-out corridor strewn with limbs, he opened the iron door at the end of the corner.

Inside the cockroach-infested cell was an additional metal chair,

A young man without limbs, whose features were completely bound by malicious wires, was seated on it,

The ravenous cockroaches took this chance to feast on his physical form, with several parts bitten through, revealing dark shadows even amid his organs.

The boss brought a chair and sat opposite the young man.

Raising his right hand, the wires entangling the young man’s face were temporarily released.

"You’re quite bold, aren’t you..."

Upon the boss’s words, the seemingly dying young man immediately broke into a clownish grin, "Aiya~ I too have a heart that pursues power.

The Ninth Disaster’s special malicious pathogen is simply nourishment for a human like me, who is a natural sick focus.

As long as my plan continues, I and the zombies can achieve ultimate completion, and I might completely transcend like you, boss.

Besides, the Ninth Disaster is inherently difficult to control; see how it spiraled out of control with just a slight nudge from me, leading to the pathogen spreading. There’s a chance it might be exploited by those false gods during the Great Annihilation, causing an infection across entire planes, giving birth to a Zombie Kingdom.

If the risk of the zombie virus is borne by just me, wouldn’t that solve any issues?"

"To me, you’re more uncontrollable than the Ninth Disaster."

"Boss, I’m offended by that~ Everyone has seen my dedication to malice. I barely slept well these past two years, striving to become a qualified evil.

Every task you assigned, I completed first thing, no matter how busy I was.

To become a new disaster, I made every effort to maintain good relationships with everyone, even expending significant resources to establish a theme park.

You must have experienced it; the theme park surely brings considerable malicious benefit to the City of Evil, and even if relocated to your new world, it would certainly be a unique venue.

Alright, alright... I realize where I went wrong! I was too arrogant, aiming to stand on the same level as you, boss.

Indeed, I overstepped, I admit defeat!

May your greatness have mercy and kill me directly; confined here, unable to grow stronger or acquire knowledge, there’s no meaning in going on.

I hope you successfully reach the sick focus and acquire the New Moon; may everything during the Great Annihilation go well. It’s a shame I won’t witness the moment of transcendence, truly regrettable."

After finishing his speech, William’s entire being ’dimmed’, the parts of his body bitten by cockroaches began losing vitality, and his smiling red lips gradually turned gray-black.

There was no glimpse of hope to survive on him.

However, the boss remained unmoved, fully aware that this person before him had a severe histrionic personality.

"Enough with the act, let’s make a trade. I can release you and restore your status as a disaster, overlooking this incident.

Of course, the theme park must remain closed until the completion of the Great Annihilation, and you’re prohibited from directly contacting any disaster in the meantime.

Once my new world is established, you may continue to operate your theme park."

The initially despondent and seemingly putrid William suddenly sat up, leaning forward, his eyes opened as wide as saucers.

The body of the First Disaster also leaned forward at this moment, bringing its indistinct face almost nose-to-nose with William’s.

"Ah? This... is a bit too difficult for me! That’s the Third Disaster, the only one among all disasters restricted by its own terrain; as long as he’s in the hotel, he’s practically invincible.

The difficulty in killing the Manager is too high."

"Can you do it or not? You and the Manager are privately quite close, and I’ve deliberately avoided bringing this relationship to trouble you, precisely for this moment.

If not possible, then our conversation should end here."

William’s face darkened, gritting his teeth, "What’s the timeline?"

"Before the Great Annihilation begins."

"That won’t work! With the Manager’s spatial skills, once exposed, and realizing our intent to eliminate him, he can easily traverse to any plane.

The cautious Manager surely has more than one escape route laid out in the City of Evil, especially since his ideology didn’t align with yours early on.

He might as well straight-up ally with those false gods.

To kill the Manager without impacting the bigger picture, there’s only one way.

I’ll act as the guide at that point, leading you, boss, to the Old World to seek the New Moon. Once you are completely completed, I’ll summon the Manager over to help tackle the plague creatures.

Then, I’ll use my familiarity with the sick focus to totally seal the entire world with the Abyss, locking the Manager’s hotel entirely within, how does it sound?"

Pondering William’s suggestion for a moment, the boss finally nodded.

He then drew a sheet resembling a Soul Contract from within himself, signing which would obligate the fulfillment of the above conditions, or else William would become a lifelong slave to the First Disaster.

A beautifully and seamlessly executed signature was written on it.

Finishing his signature, William leaned forward further, "Boss, let me tell you a secret... actually, my initial interaction with the Manager was meant to kill him, after all ~ that omnipresent moving fortress is too tempting. If I became the Manager, I’d surely perfectly combine the theme park with the hotel, offering all guests a unique experience.

Since you, boss, also have this notion, I’m at ease now!

The Manager is quite nice but too rigid. When the moment comes, just watch my performance, boss! Remember to clap for me from the audience, hahaha!"

William couldn’t help but burst into uncontrollable laughter,

but the boss across from him wasn’t swayed by the laughter, merely getting up and leaving after putting away the contract.

As the door was about to close, William hurriedly ceased his laughter, "Hey! Boss, you promised to let me out~ Staying with these hungry cockroaches is really uncomfortable."

"After completing the memory investigation concerning the theme park incident, I’ll conduct a comprehensive cerebral examination on you. Once confirming the theme park hides nothing else, I’ll release you. Thıs text ıs hosted at novęlfire.net

I do hope you’re solely targeting zombies, rather than engaging in anything else..."

The iron door closed.

In the pitch-black cell, all cockroaches stopped crawling, their wings faintly revealed red smiles in the darkness.

William began whistling, entertaining himself while awaiting the arrival of freedom.