The screams in the operating room continued.
Under the shadowless lamp, the dirty scalpel rose and fell, piercing into the blurred and adherent flesh, cutting off the tendons.
The torn skin of the face drooped to the side, dripping blood along the operating table, adding a new layer of blood stains.
Halfway through the operation, the fox doctor threw down the surgical scissors and was too lazy to take off the rubber gloves. He just lit a cigarette with blood.
"Your face needs to be cut."
Its voice sounded very impatient. "If you want, let the nurse cut it for you, and then push it in."
The humans waiting in line outside took a deep breath.
Everyone knew the pain of having their bones cut. Even if they were mentally prepared, when they heard that they were going to have their bones cut, they couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines.
The person lying on the operating table was shaking like a sieve.
But when he remembered that this was his only chance to raise his class, he couldn't help but grit his teeth.
"I, I'm willing!"
These humans were able to stand here because they were somewhat extraordinary. Either he had some capital, or he was skilled.
The animal NPCs in the "Crazy Circus" dungeon world liked to raise pets. Whether it was nobles or civilians, almost every household would raise one. Whether it was for viewing, fun, or to vent one's desires, it was an excellent choice.
Animals categorize humans into different classes according to their aesthetic standards. For example, the top "cats" and "dogs."
"Cats" and "dogs" must have beautiful faces and graceful figures.
At the same time, among cats and dogs, there would also be internal divisions of breeds and bloodlines because of other kinds of advantages. For example, the offspring of a beautiful cat and a beautiful cat were very likely to inherit the advantages of their parents. The same was true for dogs.
Only the top aristocrats could afford to raise cats. Ordinary people raised dogs. Generally, they were very ordinary dogs. Whether it was the breed or the appearance, they were all inferior. At first glance, it was obvious that they were assembly line products that had undergone plastic surgery in the veterinary hospital.
However, the assembly line products that came out of plastic surgery were also something that humans would fight over.
Who didn't want to be a cat or a dog?
Chickens, ducks, pigs, and cows could only squeeze into the pig pen and cow pen for the rest of their lives. They either had to constantly repeat the fate of mating, breeding, and giving birth, or they had to be raised until they were white and fat, waiting to be slaughtered and placed on the table of the animals.
Chickens and ducks were better off. At the very least, they could keep themselves alive by constantly giving birth. Only when they could no longer give birth would they be executed. As for the pigs and cows, they were born ugly and ugly, and had no other purpose other than to contribute food.
It wasn't like there weren't any humans who were born good-looking.
These humans had been living in the pigsty since they were young, and when they grew up, they would become phoenixes. They would escape from the quagmire and cruel fate and become domesticated pets.
Other than those who were given a living by God, most of the other humans had to earn enough salary in the factory to curry favor with farmers or hospital nurses in exchange for a chance to enter the veterinary hospital for plastic surgery.
Every year, the underground farm would hold a new ranking. Whether or not they could transform depended on it.
Just like the humans who were lining up right now.
They were either the top dogs of the breeding factory, using all their means to climb up the ranks with the only thing they knew. Or they were the underground bosses of the farm. The humans in the pigsty couldn't beat them, and they had undergone low-level education. At least, they weren't like the low-level pigs that Zong Jiu and Tokumon saw. They could only rely on instinct to hunt for food and didn't even know how to speak.
The fox doctor wasn't surprised by his choice at all. His face was full of contempt for the lowly species like humans. After flicking the cigarette ash in his hand, he signaled the nurse to push the human out directly.
"Next."
The person at the front of the line was about to enter when the sika deer guarding the door suddenly snorted coldly. "Don't cut the line."
In the entire underground farm, the words of animals were equivalent to the holy scriptures of the Saint. They couldn't be disobeyed or violated.
What's more, this was a nurse from the veterinary hospital. She could easily decide their fate. If she was in a bad mood, she could refuse to perform the surgery. She had complete control of life and death at any time.
The human hurriedly knelt down and eagerly went over to lick the sika deer's hooves. He repeated the words of apology.
For a moment, the people in the corridor lowered their heads and glared at the person who cut the line. They were afraid that they would anger the medical staff and leave if they were in a bad mood.
The sika deer arrogantly glanced at the kneeling human, raised its chin, and looked at Zong Jiu who was standing in the distance. It had nothing to do with him.
Zong Jiu didn't immediately notice this gaze.
Because he was looking up at the paintings pasted on the wall of the hospital.
It was a very strange painting.
The painting frame was neatly framed with expensive gold frames.
The background of the painting was dark. The sky and the earth were dim and dark. It was almost like an eternal night.
In the middle of the painting, in a huge circus tent, all the onlookers were wearing black robes and tall pointed wizard hats. They were surrounded by strange and unknown colors.
There were many onlookers, and the black robes on their bodies were integrated with the eternal night.
It was unknown whether these black robes were animals or humans, but they surrounded a high platform.
There was nothing on the platform, only the thick and scarlet blood that kept gushing out.
There was no doubt that this painting was extremely strange. It had no beginning or end.
The moment Zong Jiu saw the painting, an indescribable feeling of disgust and hatred hit him at the same time.
It was like a nightmare of the devil, but also like an illusion when he was temporarily confused. The feeling of nausea surged from his stomach to his esophagus and finally squeezed into his throat. It was so uncomfortable that it made him want to vomit.
[Because you are looking directly at something extremely filthy, you need to go through a rationality test. If you fail the test, you will lose between 1 and 10 rationality points. If you succeed, you will lose between 1 and 4 rationality points. Please]
The white-haired magician closed his eyes and the ten-faced die began to spin in the air.
[Your throw result is 29/50. Congratulations, rationality test successful.]
[Rationality test successful. I will now throw a dark die.]
[Your rationality points have been deducted by 2. Level S trainee Zong Jiu's current rationality points are 46/50.]
[Holy shit, this painting is really mentally polluting.]
In the dizziness of disgust, Zong Jiu bent his knuckles and gently rubbed his temples on both sides of his head to calm his breathing.
There was something wrong with this instance.
This level of darkness could only be compared to the "Perfect World" that Zong Jiu saw in the little devil's memory.
However, the devil was a container that was filled with the malice of the world. It was much more tangible than the abhorrence in this instance. It wouldn't make people's rationality points decrease.
The mental pollution of the Crazy Circus instance was even crazier, more disorderly, and more indescribable.
If he looked at it again, Zong Jiu couldn't guarantee that his rationality wouldn't continue to be deducted.
If he lost one-fifth of his rationality points in a day, which was ten points, according to the system, he would enter a temporary state of madness.
Zong Jiu didn't want to become like No.1 at all.
So when he came back to his senses, the sika nurse was already in front of him with an unfriendly tone.
The other party raised her hooves high and was about to kick him.
"Do you not understand, lowly human?"
It stood at the door of the operating room and called the human several times, but the other party didn't respond.
The sika deer couldn't help but get angry.
The person in line couldn't find the way and needed it to personally lead the way. Along the way, it didn't fawn on him, but now it ignored him in front of everyone and turned a deaf ear.
Originally, the sika deer still had some thoughts about this human whose face was hidden under a broad lady's hat, but whose figure was not bad.
What kind of human had the veterinary hospital's nurses not seen? How many lowly beasts had used all sorts of methods and tricks in order to obtain a little benefit from it?
The other humans stood aside and watched the show with schadenfreude.
"Hahaha, this white-haired guy is going to be unlucky."
"I've been annoyed with him for a long time. Why is he pretending? He's still the same."
"That's right. He's wearing a big hat. He probably knows that he's ugly."
Although they couldn't see the white-haired guy's face clearly, they intuitively felt that the other party's appearance couldn't be too bad.
In a society ruled by animals, appearance was the number one thing that humans relied on. Naturally, the fewer competitors the better.
However, the next second, someone suddenly kicked open the hospital door.
The onmyoji lifted the hem of her skirt and rushed forward. "Brother Jiu! I found a clue! Come with me! "
Zong Jiu took advantage of this opportunity to roll on the ground nimbly, avoiding the sika deer's trampling, and ran toward the hospital door.
"Let's go!"
He originally thought that the veterinary hospital would be a shelter, but now it seemed that he was lucky that he wasn't sent to the operating table for plastic surgery. Compared to the Ox-Head and Horse-Face outside, this place was no less dangerous.
Looking at Tokumon's excited face, it was likely that not only had he found a clue, but he had also found a temporary safe area.
If he didn't run now, when would he?
Therefore, Zong Jiu turned around and ran without looking at the humans behind him.
There was a commotion in the veterinary hospital.
"It's a husky!"
"How could such an expensive breed appear in the underground farm?!"
As soon as his leg was broken, the hat on Tsutomikado's head rolled in a circle and fell into the secret room.
He had already removed his disguise. Now, everyone could see that he was a man who openly wore women's clothes.
Of course, Zong Jiu wasn't to be outdone.
When he dodged the sika deer's attack, the hat on his head rolled off, and even the cat ear headband hung crookedly on his head.
The moment he ran out of the hospital, he turned his face slightly.
As if a spell had been pressed, the hospital was filled with silence.
If one had to grade his appearance, Zong Jiu had 90 points in appearance and 70 points in charm. If he didn't disguise himself, he would probably be the kind of beauty that no one would be able to walk away from when they looked at him.
Otherwise, at the auction, those nobles wouldn't have screamed for this beautiful white/pink cat. Even the crown prince couldn't take his eyes off it and tried to seize the right to use it in advance.
The white-haired magician stepped on the aesthetic point of this super S-level NPC. Even the nobles couldn't wait to imprison him, let alone these commoners.
First round: The magician used his beauty to attack first. Using his beauty to commit murder, the effect was outstanding.
Conclusion: A good-looking person could really do whatever they wanted.