Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World - Chapter 279：The night before the Red Moon

Looking at that pink dress, Marsha was initially resistant.

She is the little princess of the Lion tribe, born to be a Lion, the absolute ruler of the grasslands.

At the age of one, she could catch the fastest deer on the grassland.

At the age of two, she could press down a rhinoceros on the ground.

At the age of three, she dared to go hunting monsters with the tribe’s hunting team.

Pink?

That is a color that would never appear on the body of a grassland king.

“Wow, what a beautiful dress. Come on, Marsha, try it on. You’ll look super cute.” Vivian pulled Marsha and headed upstairs.

“No, I can’t wear this dress.”

“I am Marsha of the Lion tribe!”

“I would rather jump from upstairs…”

Three minutes later, Marsha was brought down by Vivian, already dressed in a pink Lolita outfit.

Marsha’s golden hair was styled into twin ponytails, and her cute beast ears peeked out from her hair.

With her flawless face and petite figure, she was already tiny. Wearing the extremely pink Lolita dress, her snow-white skin looked even pinker, making her adorable!

“So cute.” Kasha couldn’t help but compliment.

“Indeed, and it fits perfectly.” Charlotte nodded, feeling that Marsha seemed somewhat restrained after putting on the dress. She wasn’t as wild as when she wore the black cloak before.

“Meow?” Blacky approached Marsha and looked up at her, showing a hint of confusion in its humanized eyes. It crouched its hind legs and was about to jump into Marsha’s arms.

“Hey! Blacky, don’t ruin mommy’s new dress.” Marsha used a locking grip to grab Blacky by the throat.

The girl in the pink Lolita dress, holding the skirt, revealing her slender ankles, and holding the black kitten by the neck, had a fierce expression. It wasn’t a very elegant scene, but it had a cute and contrasting charm.

But when did Blacky learn how to meow?

Isn’t it a majestic lion?

Charlotte glanced up at Anna, who was sleeping soundly on the counter, and probably understood.

Blacky was probably learning how to meow to please Anna.

“Do I still need to go into the wilderness today?”

After dinner, Marsha looked at Charlotte and asked.

“No, you should stay at home. The Red Moon is approaching, and it’s not safe outside. If you encounter that necromancer again, there’s no guarantee you’ll survive.” Charlotte shook his head.

“The outskirts of the wilderness are indeed dangerous. I stayed deep in the wilderness for a year and didn’t encounter any necromancers.” Marsha stuck out her tongue.

Charlotte remained silent. However, Marsha, who could evade monster attacks, was much safer in the deep wilderness that ordinary people dared not venture into.

“During the Red Moon night, the necromancers probably won’t come out. Tomorrow night, I need you to help me collect some demonized monster blood for Kasha’s potion.”

“No problem, I’ll take Blacky to devour some undead creatures.” Marsha nodded, accepting Charlotte’s request.

Vivian had already gone out, taken away by Adolf.

It was said that he had built a spacious magic room south of the Abyss, specifically for teaching Vivian.

He would bring Vivian back after evening classes, eliminating any safety concerns.

A quiet night.

The number of patients visiting the clinic today was significantly reduced, and there were very few customers purchasing potions.

It was a regular day of rest for the clinic during the days before and after the Red Moon when the outskirts of the wilderness became dangerous and volatile.

People and families were reinforcing their houses as usual, including the neighboring bakery, which boarded up its windows with thick boards.

The entrance to the Abyss had already been equipped with a fourth-level magic barrier. If a monster with strength surpassing the fourth level broke in, any reinforcement would be ineffective, at most providing some psychological comfort.

“Last time, half of Towa Street was devoured. I wonder how it will be tonight.”

The bald owner of the neighboring bookstore said, reinforcing the windows and wearing a worried expression.

Heidi sat on the table behind him, holding a paintbrush in one hand and bread in the other, her mouth stuffed full, speaking somewhat unclearly, “Judging by the sequence, it should be our street tonight.”

“Thud!”

A book flew and hit her on the head.

“Ouch, that hurts.” Heidi woke up and looked at her father, feeling wronged.

“You, can’t you say something auspicious?” The bald man said in exasperation.

“Hehe, I was just kidding.” Heidi shrugged her shoulders and took another bite of the bread. “But father, don’t worry too much. The bakery next door is more fragrant than our place. Mrs. Bella must be more scared than you.”

“I heard that the three major families have set up a magic barrier at the entrance. I just don’t know if it’s effective. Remember, if something comes in tonight, run to the neighboring clinic as soon as possible. Doctor Charlotte is a good person and won’t refuse to help.” The bald owner looked at Heidi, speaking solemnly.

“That’s not good… Although he is indeed a capable person, I do have social anxiety, after all.” Heidi hesitated. “No need to worry, I’ll hold the fort, and you can run.”

“Alright, I’ll hold you to that. If anything happens, I’ll run,” the bald man replied.

“Ah, don’t worry, I’ll hold your hand and run with you. We can jump from the second floor into his yard. It’s convenient and fast.” Heidi smiled.

The bald man’s expression improved slightly, but he soon started complaining again, “I’m telling you, you’re already eighteen, hiding at home every day and not seeing anyone. I haven’t mentioned that I have a daughter for so many years. I’m ashamed to even bring it up. Are you planning to stay upstairs and not see anyone for the rest of your life? What will you do if I die?”

“I’m happy staying out of sight every day. I enjoy reading books, drawing picture books, sleeping when I’m tired. I live a carefree life. Is there anyone happier than me on this street?” Heidi smiled. “Father, can you bear to take away this pure happiness from me?”

The bald man had no words, quietly reinforcing the windows again.

…

Charlotte placed ten gold-devouring rats on the platform outside the workshop, five meters from the entrance of the cave. He had made some modifications to the entrance, forming a dual-platform layout.

Tonight’s experiment will take place here.

In addition to dissecting two groups of gold-devouring rats to examine the effects of demonization on their bodies and try to find the process of demonization, he also planned to test whether demonized monsters would revert to their normal state after consuming nettle grass and whether demonized monsters would still fear nettle grass.

Ten customized cages contained ten gold-devouring rats.

Two cages were left untouched and placed deep in the cave, ensuring they wouldn’t be exposed to the Red Moon, serving as the control group.

The other eight cages were arranged in a straight line on the outer platform, each with a tag hanging on them, protruding outward. They would be exposed to the Red Moon as soon as it rose.

Based on Marsha’s observation, gold-devouring rats would enter a demonized state once exposed to the Red Moon on the night of the Red Moon.

Charlotte took out two bottles of green nettle grass extract and fed them to the gold-devouring rats in cages 1 and 2. After taking it, the two rats didn’t show any abnormal reactions.

Then, Charlotte put on thick animal skin gloves, grabbed the gold-devouring rats from cages 3 and 4, and threw them into a box filled with nettle grass.

He shook the box vigorously to ensure that the rats were evenly pricked by the thorns, simulating Marsha tumbling in a valley filled with nettle grass.

Squeak squeak squeak!

After putting the rats back in the cages, they began scratching and bumping the cages, causing them to rattle. They seemed very excited.

This could be considered a preventive measure. If these two gold-devouring rats still entered a demonized state after the Red Moon rose, Charlotte would roll them again to see if the needle pricks were more effective than direct consumption.

Cages 5 and 6 were covered with thick nettle grass on all four sides and the top.

These two rats were used to test whether demonized gold-devouring rats that lost their sanity would still fear nettle grass.

Of course, the test results wouldn’t prove that nettle grass could effectively defend against demonized beasts since the sample size was too small, and gold-devouring rats were weak creatures.

Cages 7 and 8 contained gold-devouring rats without any treatment. These two rats were for dissection after they entered the demonized state.

After completing all preparations, Charlotte returned to the alchemy workshop and waited for it to grow dark.

“Boss, my master invited all of us to visit Calva. Will you go?” As soon as Charlotte entered the door, Vivian approached him and asked.

“Today?”

“Yes, he said it’s safer to go to Calva during the Red Moon night because the Abyss is not secure enough.” Vivian nodded.

“I can’t today. I’ve already promised Mrs. Landlady that the clinic will be open tonight to treat injured Fox Guards.” Charlotte shook his head and looked at Kasha and Marsha behind her.

“Why don’t you take Kasha, Marsha, and Anna with you? Calva is indeed safer.”