Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

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Pierre was halfway down the stairs when he stumbled and nearly fell.

He took out a flashlight, lowered his head, and shone it on the ground.

On the dark stairs, where the bright light was, an old face was facing him, with eyes wide open and an expression of endless unwillingness.

A human head. Pierre held the hair and took the object up to take a look.

The head seemed to have been there for a long time, and the blood on the neck had solidified into a patina.

He gently placed the things on the handrail beside him, straightened himself, and continued to walk deeper, until he went down the stairs and came to a flat space.

The light bulb above his head was on, an old-fashioned electric light bulb, emitting a faint yellow light. It was not warm, but it was enough for people to see the situation clearly.

Then, Pierre vomited, turned around and kept dry heaving, looking extremely embarrassed.

This is not a nursing home at all; it's no exaggeration to say it's hell on earth.

There were cold reinforced concrete walls built all around, and on the ground in the middle were countless dying elderly people and lifeless corpses.

Most of the corpses were torn into pieces, emitting a rotten smell that went straight to the top of people's heads.

Those old people who were still breathing were lying on the ground with missing limbs, and it seemed that they were breathing out more than they were breathing in.

They seemed to know their situation and accepted their fate. No one responded to Pierre's arrival, not even a glance in his direction.

Those who were sent to this place were all left with only one breath left.

Fresh, young life is not welcome here.

This is the end of life, and it is the most difficult ending for people to accept, and it is quite undignified.

The corpses were piled up into a small hill, bloody, with living and dead lives mixed together, it was even dirtier than a slaughterhouse.

Pierre's face was filled with sorrow.

What made him vomit was not only the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but also the tragic atmosphere. Despair was written all over the faces of every old man.

That is the helplessness in life, the sadness of knowing that there is no hope at all and not being able to decide even the way of death.

The emotional pain brought by this hit his heart more than the tragic sight of piles of corpses.

As an actor, and an actor with outstanding acting skills, to be honest, Pierre's empathy is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Many seniors in the past could not get out of the play after performing it, and some even jumped off the building.

If you see too many sad things, you will develop psychological trauma and then suffer from depression.

Pierre always thought he was a good enough actor to not make the same mistake.

But now it seems that he was wrong.

He couldn't ignore these scenes of hell on earth.

Pierre dry-heaved several times and almost vomited his stomach. He suppressed his inner discomfort and scanned the space, looking for clues.

Soon, something caught his attention.

In the corner, a woman in nursing clothes was curled up against the wall.

The caregiver's clothes were dirty and had turned from white to black.

Judging from the exposed back of the other person's hand, this is a young person, and her age is different from all the elderly people around her.

As Pierre walked over, he stepped on a number of familiar human structures, making crackling sounds.

His face turned a little dark, and he walked more carefully to avoid touching people's faces until he reached the corner of the wall.

The woman's chest rose and fell slightly, she was a living person... Pierre greeted her, but she didn't respond at all.

The woman's pocket was loose, Pierre put his hand in it and pulled out a piece of paper.

【C-level nursing work manual】

[You are a C-level caregiver. Your job is to take care of the 1000 elderly people here. Your salary is per month.]

"!!!"

Exclamation marks appeared on the barrage at the same time:

"Found it, the ultimate cow-horse representative."

"A role model for working hard and getting paid little."

Perhaps the manual also felt that this condition was a bit excessive, so it added an explanation at the end:

[The door here will never be opened, and correspondingly, you will not incur any expenses. The huge sum of 1000 yuan is pure profit for you. ]

Pierre: "..."

"Nima's."

“What’s the point of making money if you can’t spend it?”

The content on the note ends here. It is much more concise than the other two levels of nursing manuals.

In fact, there is really no need for any unnecessary constraints.

The people locked up down there just need to stay with the elderly, and nothing else needs to happen.

These old people have already been abandoned.

The nursing home doesn’t care whether you live or die.

Pierre even thought that the nursing home might have thought that there were too many people and it would be too troublesome to kill them directly, so they just threw them here to fend for themselves.

After all, I heard that in some countries, the families of death row inmates need to pay for the bullets before they are executed.

"Are you ok?"

Pierre stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the girl.

He pushed the other person and said, "If you're still alive, make a sound."

The girl remained silent, still moving in the same position as before. Just when Pierre thought she would not say anything, the girl, who had been lowering her head, slowly raised her head.

Her eyes were empty and her gaze was straight. She didn't know where she was looking and had no focus.

"squeak--"

Pierre: "..."

It looks a bit silly.

Well, at least we’re still alive, and I’ll save as many as I can.

"It's time--" The girl stood up and ignored Pierre, walking to a large black machine nearby.

Pierre just saw this thing and didn't know what it was used for.

There was a huge handle on the machine. The woman seemed to have developed some kind of muscle memory. She put her hand on it and turned it skillfully.

As the handle was operated, a whirring sound suddenly occurred in the room, and a large vortex formed on the ground in the center.

The corpses piled up nearby rushed towards the central vortex at a high speed.

After about half an hour, the body parts were almost gone, revealing a thick pipe opening on the ground.

Pierre was shocked, he felt that he had been careless.

When he heard Ivan's description of the bodies coming out of the pipes, he subconsciously thought that the bodies fell through the pipes from a high place.

Therefore, he went upstairs every day and tried his best to explore all the rooms there.

I never expected that they used technology to blow the body up from the ground.

Where can you go to seek justice?

A good rule of thumb, without any magic power, suddenly science appears.

Pierre was speechless.

He didn't think he was stupid, he just thought his imagination was too limited and he fell into a thinking error.

If you think about it carefully, this isn't an ancient society.

Although the signals and roads are not smooth in every area, the basic technological items are there.

There is no gap in civilization.

At least we live in a modern society.

"You have to blow it out." The girl said mechanically, stuttering a little because she hadn't spoken for a long time. "Otherwise, it will be full and there will be no room to breathe."

Pierre thought about it for a moment and understood what she meant. There were countless B areas of various sizes in this nursing home.

All the elderly people who have been squeezed out of their value will fall into the basement and commit self-destruction.

There are many people every day.

If the bodies in the basement are not cleared out in time, they will fill the entire space and affect the girl's breathing.

Therefore, in order to survive, Class C caregivers must be forced to operate the machines at regular intervals.

I have to say that if we look at the issue without considering moral values, the Love Nursing Home is truly a qualified capital provider, and has designed the responsibilities and operating procedures of each department perfectly.

Each step is seamless and no loopholes can be found.

The girl pointed to the pipe opening and said, "Go over here, I'll blow it out for you."

Pierre activated his talent, revealed a bewitching smile, and said gently: "Wouldn't it be good for me to stay and accompany you?"

"Why did you ask me to get out?"

"You're alone here, aren't you lonely?"