After Clearing the Infinite Flow, I Tamed the Mad Dog Boss - Chapter 6

Chapter 6

From the moment an anomaly is born, it has at least one weakness. Sometimes that weakness is an object. Other times, it is a person with a powerful karmic connection to it.

The anomaly lying on the hospital bed in front of them was not all that strong, and it had weaknesses everywhere. An Baixin counted as one of them.

If someone else attacked it, the damage would be ordinary.

But if someone with a strong karmic link did it-say, the old man’s son or daughter-in-law-that would be a critical hit.

Unfortunately, the other three had already been fully assimilated and corrupted, increasing the anomaly’s power. Only An Baixin was still clear-headed.

So when she raised the scalpel and fought back, that tiny blade sliced clean through its entire tongue.

“Aaaaaaah!!!” The anomaly clutched its mouth and wailed, the speed at which it fused with the other three becoming even faster.

In just a few seconds, the three of them completely lost their human shape. Only their arms and legs dangled outside. As the monster howled, those limbs twitched along with it like ornaments hanging from its body.

After fusing with all three, the anomaly’s strength surged. Its tongue instantly grew back, then lashed out and sent An Baixin flying into the hospital bed beside her before she crashed to the floor.

An Baixin gritted her teeth and pushed herself up, only to find that the monster in front of her had already grown all the way to the hospital ceiling.

The ward door began banging as well. People who had undergone mutations were outside, hammering at it like zombies.

Qin Xian kicked a cabinet over behind the door, jamming it firmly shut.

These things were not strong on their own, but if they were let in and fused with the big one, the situation would become much more troublesome.

Qin Xian held the bone club in one hand and pulled out three more scalpels with the other. He braced a forefinger against the handle, snapped his wrist, and sent a scalpel flying like a throwing knife straight into the anomaly’s eye.

The next one hit its heart.

The one after that hit its throat.

With its vocal cords ruptured, the anomaly made hoarse “huh, huh” sounds. Several legs on its body kicked wildly in pain, making it look a little like a grasshopper pinched between someone’s fingers.

Out of scalpels, Qin Xian picked up the bone club again, stepped onto the hospital bed, and leapt up, bringing it down squarely on the anomaly’s forehead.

Crack.

The bone club snapped.

“Ah. What a shame.” The dog’s snack was gone.

Qin Xian reacted instantly. He flipped his grip and drove the splintered end of the bone club down into the anomaly’s other eyeball.

The sharp bone pierced the fragile orb with ease and sank five or six centimeters deep. It was lodged so firmly that Qin Xian grabbed it for leverage and kicked the scalpel in the anomaly’s throat.

This time, the entire scalpel, handle and all, disappeared into its throat.

In the corner, An Baixin sucked in a sharp breath.

Just imagining it made her own throat start to hurt.

This anomaly was a humanoid monster with a physical body. It could be killed by physical attacks, and its weaknesses were basically the same as a human’s.

Being stabbed in both eyes and the throat was already severe trauma, but what mattered most was protecting the heart in its chest.

As the anomaly struggled, it desperately reached for the scalpel that had only pierced slightly into its heart, trying to pull it out. But Qin Xian was faster. The moment he landed, he grabbed a thermos from nearby and smashed it down on the scalpel’s handle.

Now its final fatal weakness had been pierced through by the scalpel as well.

Boom, boom, boom!

The anomaly roared in agony and unleashed its last resistance, flinging its tongue, hands, and legs wildly, hurling everything in the ward that could be lifted or smashed straight at Qin Xian.

It even started clawing down the ceiling.

Shards flew chaotically through the room, cutting Qin Xian’s face and arms. One came within a hair’s breadth of grazing his eye.

“Tch. Go.” Qin Xian immediately jumped down from the bed, grabbed An Baixin by her clothes, and dragged her out of the ward.

An Baixin stumbled out, gasping for breath, and followed Qin Xian as they rushed past several wards before finally stopping.

She leaned against the wall, panting hard, listening as the sounds of struggle not far away gradually faded until they disappeared completely.

The dim lights in the corridor flickered, slowly regaining their brightness.

Qin Xian stood beneath the wavering light, his breathing steady as he brushed the filth off his clothes.

“Congratulations. You survived. What do you plan to do now?”

An Baixin looked a little dazed. “I don’t know. I still don’t even understand what happened. What exactly… what will happen to them?”

Qin Xian answered calmly, “They’re definitely dead. Congratulations. If your father-in-law didn’t have a wife or any other sons or daughters, then you might very well get his inheritance.”

An Baixin had not expected him to bring up that sort of topic. She replied blankly, “I think… I think he didn’t have any other relatives.”

“Then what are you planning to do?”

“Uh, if I really can get the money, I want to open a dessert shop… I want to have my own life. I don’t want to think about marriage again for a while. Maybe I really will get a dog.”

Qin Xian smiled. “True. Dogs don’t betray their owners. I wish you success. Your life can have a new beginning now. Of course, if you’re still hung up on that room full of people, pretend I didn’t say anything.”

That was brutally direct.

An Baixin hurriedly waved her hands and shook her head. “No, I won’t be like I was before. Um, thank you for saving me. Truly, thank you so much. May I ask what I should call you?”

Qin Xian answered, “My surname is Qin. If you want to thank me, buy me a bag of dog food.”

“Huh? Oh, of course. I can buy ten bags if you want. Mr. Qin, do you have a dog too?”

“No. I just picked one up. Do you want it? Didn’t you say you wanted a dog?” Qin Xian asked.

An Baixin froze. “Huh? May I ask what breed it is? I’d be happy to adopt it if I can.”

Qin Xian gestured with his hands. “A black dog, about this big. Probably a medium-to-large dog. Looks like a mutt.”

An Baixin hesitated. “Ah… I was actually thinking more of a small dog. Something like a Bichon Frise.”
Qin Xian decisively gave up. The dog at home didn’t seem very fond of people.

“That dog really doesn’t seem like a good match for you. Forget it. I need to go back and check on it.”

An Baixin nodded. “Then let’s look around nearby for a pet store first. I’ll buy you some pet supplies!”

More than an hour later, Qin Xian got out of a taxi carrying bags of all sizes. An Baixin had been very enthusiastic and bought a huge pile of things at the pet store before practically forcing them on him.

Since he couldn’t refuse, Qin Xian simply accepted them. Then he got into the taxi she had called and returned home.

When he opened the door, the apartment was deathly quiet. There wasn’t the slightest sound. Even after he turned on the lights, he heard nothing.

“It didn’t die, did it…” Qin Xian strode quickly through the living room. Through the glass, he saw that the dog on the balcony had already sat up. It turned its head toward him and stared straight at him without making a sound.

This dog really wasn’t very likable.

Qin Xian frowned.

Then again, it might just be wary of strangers. After being injured, this sort of reaction was probably normal.

Qin Xian couldn’t be bothered to fuss over it carefully, nor was he afraid the dog would suddenly rush up and attack him.

He reached out and pushed open the balcony door.

The heavy, aging glass door let out an unpleasant creak, making the dog’s ears twitch.

Qin Xian placed two ceramic bowls on the floor, filling one with water and pouring some dog food into the other.

But the injured dog seemed completely uninterested in the dog food. It didn’t even lower its head, only kept staring at Qin Xian.

Qin Xian crouched on the floor and stared back at it in boredom.

The dog stayed silent. Not a single sound.

Qin Xian asked, “You’re not a mute dog, are you? Come on, bark once for me.”

The dog: “…”

“Weren’t you howling a few hours ago…? Forget it. I got you food, so eat.” With that, he stood up and left, closing the balcony door behind him again.

The dog looked like it had recovered some energy. It wouldn’t die. In that case, he would leave it alone for now and let it stay there quietly by itself.

Qin Xian went to take a shower first. Feeling refreshed afterward, he returned to the living room and lay straight down on the sofa.

The soft cushioning wrapped firmly around his back, and his taut nerves finally relaxed a little.

Qin Xian stared at the ceiling, his black pupils looking somewhat unfocused under the light.

He was sorting through the information from today.

According to the rules, among those dragged into the Infinite Flow World, only the final victor could return to the real world.

For that spot, everyone fought to the death.

When Qin Xian won, he was immediately besieged by the other players.

The Main God opened the door home for him, but the other players cast looks of hatred, jealousy, and madness at him.

Those people lunged at him like lunatics, their faces twisted as they screamed, demanding to know why.

Why did only you get to survive while we had to die? Why did you get to go home?!

In that kind of mental state, even if the Main God said they had to cut off their own hands and feet to go back, they would have agreed on the spot.

And all they had to do was carry back one eerie seed.

In fact, that condition suited the already twisted minds of some people even better.

Why was I the only one dragged into that terrifying world? Why did everyone else get to live peaceful, happy lives?

Qin Xian shifted slightly, recalling the abnormality he had seen when Xun Dawei escaped the police pursuit.

A normal person couldn’t dodge bullets several times in a row. Had Xun Dawei retained his abilities from the Infinite Flow World, or had he gained power from the Eerie?

Qin Xian looked at his palm. After a moment of silence, there was still nothing unusual about it.

He still couldn’t summon his weapon again. But the ability called “Insight” had recovered not long ago.

Could it be that his abilities would slowly return after he came back? Why? Was the erosion of this world by that world getting worse?

No matter what, the peaceful life he had imagined was no longer possible.

“…This is seriously fucked up.”

Qin Xian cursed under his breath.

But no matter what, he would survive. Although he had no desire to become some savior, he would definitely stop the Eerie. While he was at it, he also needed to earn some living expenses.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Xian opened his phone, entered a part-time job forum, and posted a strange thread.

[Location: City A. Have you encountered anything eerie lately? Come to me. I can help you solve it. – Poster: Q]

After staring at the post for a couple of seconds, Qin Xian couldn’t help laughing out loud.

He had never expected that after coming back, he would end up taking the charlatan route just to make money.

Setting down his phone, he flipped himself up from the sofa… Suddenly, Qin Xian looked toward the balcony with almost neurotic vigilance.

Through the glass door, the dog on the balcony was still watching him.

Its black fur nearly blended into the night, leaving only its eyes reflecting the light.

For some reason, the reflected light had a faint reddish tint.

There was something wrong with this dog.

Qin Xian frowned and stood up. As the light shifted slightly, the dog on the other side of the glass tilted its head, its ears angling a little to one side as well.

As if it was merely wary and curious.

Qin Xian walked straight over and pushed open the balcony door, looking down at the dog from above.

The dog also raised its head and met his gaze.

Qin Xian’s eyes began to glow gold, but immediately afterward, red veins started crawling across his eyeballs.

When the soreness in his eyes forced out two tears, he covered his face and slowly exhaled, enduring the burst of sharp pain.

When he looked with the ability “Discernment,” the dog’s appearance did not change at all. This basically meant the dog was not some other Eerie creature in disguise. However, there was still another possibility…

This was its original form.