Chapter 129 DEATH No one can escape death...
"Good morning, Thea."
The teddy bear yawned and rubbed his eyes in a daze. "He should be alive. The prophecy has been broken——"
Halfway through his words, the teddy bear saw the stiff corpse next to him. His eyes widened, and he was at a loss.
"How did he die?"
"He was choked to death."
Cecia pulled the cardboard out of the other person's hand. It was the outer packaging of a hamburger. There were bread crumbs scattered on it. His face was swollen and purple, and his mouth was wide open. It was obvious that there was a foreign object blocking his respiratory tract.
"But he's so close to us, if he really gets choked, there's a way to call for help!"
The little guy asked in confusion, as a medical student, he could certainly tell the cause of death. But he couldn't figure out why he didn't hear any movement last night.
"Did you sleep too deeply last night?"
“…Maybe.”
Cecia stared at the body and carried it to the side of the high school student.
The habit she developed when she was a child made her always highly alert. It was impossible for her not to notice someone calling for help nearby. But last night, she really didn't hear anything.
In just two days, two people died.
Every day when we opened our eyes, we saw new corpses. The shadow of death hung over everyone's heart, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.
“Ding-dong-dong!”
The ringtone rang again and the TV came on.
"Hi! Did you miss me?"
A red and white mushroom man appeared on the screen with a bright smile on his face.
"Welcome to this episode of the divination column! In order to give all human friends a better experience! This time we have invited a famous tarot master!"
"Please welcome the special guest——"
Even though the overall atmosphere of the column reveals relaxation and joy, no one can be infected by the atmosphere.
For the people in the room, this pleasant sound was like a death warrant, indicating that the scythe of the god of death was about to swing, and the next time it would fall on them.
As if to give the tarot master more room to play, the mushroom man completely exits the screen, allowing him to draw tarot cards on the black velvet cloth.
Tarot was wearing a black hood and his entire body was covered by a cloak, leaving only the lower half of his face exposed.
She was muttering to herself and shaking her head, as if she was sensing something.
Suddenly, she stopped, pulled out a card from in front of her, and showed it to the people in front of the TV.
The card shows a skeleton knight riding a white horse, with four people of different ages, genders, and identities around him. He wears a red feather on his head, and the flag in his hand is the totem of the Rosicrucian Order.
At the bottom of the screen it says: "DEATH."
"No one can escape death..."
The tarot master put away the cards in his hand with a hoarse voice, "The end of life is inevitable. This is a lesson that everyone must go through."
“Anyone who survives more than forty years will die.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the tarot master pulled his cloak tighter and his figure disappeared from the screen.
"Wait, won't you say a few more words for your human friends - give us a few more hints!"
The Mushroom Man didn't seem to have anticipated this situation and quickly chased after the Tarot Master, also disappearing off the screen.
"...The card just now is the 'Death' in the Tarot deck."
The short-haired girl came close to Cecia and whispered, "It means an end and a transformation, but it may also bring a new life."
"Fuck! What a piece of crap!"
In the corner, the middle-aged man who had been silent suddenly stood up and cursed at the TV.
"I have worked hard all my life, and I have always been at the top of every exam. I have gone to a good university and have a good job. At every stage of my life, I have been a winner!"
His facial expression became increasingly ferocious and his voice became louder and louder.
"I am a successful person in everyone's eyes! I have a successful career, a harmonious marriage, and two children! Why should this thing pronounce my death? What qualifications does it have -"
The middle-aged man was very emotional and wanted to go forward and push the TV, but his arms were fixed in the air and he couldn't move.
"Calm down."
Cecia's voice came from behind him, and her right hand firmly restrained the other party's behavior, "Remember the rules? If you don't move it, you still have a chance to survive."
"Fuck! How can you ask me to calm down? It's not you who's going to die!"
The middle-aged man's veins bulged as he tried to break free from her grasp, but to no avail.
"I won't sleep tonight. I will keep an eye on your condition and make sure you survive."
She also controlled the other person's other hand and forcibly pulled it away from the TV.
"How can you see it? You can't see at night!"
The middle-aged man still didn't believe it and kept shouting with his neck stiffened.
"What if I say yes?"
Cecia remained calm and looked into the other person's eyes calmly. "I'm afraid you don't have a choice now, right?"
"...major accident! major accident!"
The voice of the mushroom man was heard from the TV again, and he hurriedly ran to the TV with sweat all over his head.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, my human friends! There were some problems just now, but they have been resolved now. Now I will continue to read out today's fortune..."
Perhaps because he was unable to win back the Tarot Master, the Mushroom Man went straight to the last stage.
"Cancer friends need to rest more today, and Taurus friends should remember not to act impulsively. Well, this divination column ends here, and we will see you tomorrow at the same time!"
The mushroom man's speech speed became faster and faster. It finished reading the fortune quickly and the screen went black with a "whoosh".
Taurus?
Isn't the middle-aged man a Taurus? He is indeed quite impulsive. If he hadn't been stopped, he would have smashed the TV. I'm afraid his body would be cold now.
This time, Cecia adopted the same strategy as yesterday, but was more careful.
After dark, she tied the balloon on her wrist so that she could see the movements of the people around her. She didn't sleep for even a minute, keeping her eyes open and watching the middle-aged man.
"…Are you still awake?"
Being the target of the god of death, the middle-aged man naturally did not dare to fall asleep. He stared with his eyes wide open, and the whites of his eyes were covered with dense bloodshot.
"Um."
Cecilia replied perfunctorily.
That night, the other party asked the same question countless times, just to make sure she was still there, fearing that she would fall asleep if he wasn't paying attention.
She suppressed her boredom and, except for blinking, she hardly took her eyes off the middle-aged man. She could almost count how many eyebrows he had.
"It's almost time..."
In order to prevent himself from falling asleep, the middle-aged man has been counting seconds since the beginning of the night, "Less than nine minutes and fifty-two seconds left, it's a new day!"
As time passed, the nervous expression on his face gradually faded, replaced by anticipation and excitement.
"I can survive, I can survive!"
He muttered to himself, as if to cheer himself up, "No one is fighting, no steel pipes will suddenly fly towards me, and I won't eat anything, not even water!"
"I have been so cautious. There is no way anything can kill me in such a short time..."
As he spoke, his body suddenly stiffened and twitched unnaturally.
Damn it!
The accident still happened.
Cecilia had been keeping an eye on him, and when she saw his abnormal behavior, she immediately ran over and woke up the teddy bear.
"It's the next day already...what happened to him?!"
Seeing the twitching middle-aged man, the teddy bear instantly came to his senses and moved closer to him.
"I don't know, he was talking normally just now, and suddenly he started twitching!"
Cecia briefly described the other person's condition, and helped him lie down with both hands. His body suddenly stopped twitching and became completely quiet and motionless.
"Wake up! Can you hear me?"
She shouted loudly, but the other party didn't move, so she simply used her hand to check his breath.
"Bear! He's not breathing! His heart has stopped beating!"
Cecia said urgently.
"The whole body is convulsing, and the breathing and heart are stopping...it could be sudden cardiac death!"
The teddy bear immediately judged the current situation and took the correct action.
"Thea! Make sure he's lying on his back and we'll try CPR! Just do as I tell you!"
"First, kneel on the ground and place the base of your right palm at the junction of the middle and lower thirds of his sternum. Yes! Right here, and then..."
The teddy bear explained the steps step by step, and Cecilia followed them. The two were busy for seven or eight minutes, but the other's condition did not improve at all.
[Ding Dong! The evening rest time is over. Now is a new day. Please move your body freely and keep in good condition...]
The cheerful ringtone heralded the coming of tragedy.
"… Stop, he's dead."
The teddy bear lowered his head, his voice filled with loss and sadness, "It was a sudden death. It doesn't make any sense at all."
"We helped him avoid all accidental deaths, but he died of sudden death... It seems that the prophecy cannot be changed."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present felt heavy-hearted.
That pitch-black TV is like a guillotine that eats people's lives.
"But grandpa is still alive?"
A soft voice sounded from the corner, and the short-haired girl was seen supporting the old man and walking towards Cecilia.
Ever since his high school friend’s death, the old man has been traumatized and has been in a bad mental state. He often looks dazed, staring blankly at a certain place.
Now, his eyes are still dull, but he can walk slowly and is still alive and well!
Old man? He is still alive to prove...
That's right! Yesterday the fortune-telling column said that people over 40 will die. Because the middle-aged man was so exaggerated, he jumped out first, so all the attention was on him.
Everyone ignored the fact that the old man was over 40 years old and was also on the "death list".
However, he survived intact.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, are you okay?"
The short-haired girl asked the old man about his condition with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"
The old man was a little slow to react. He turned his head slowly and looked at the short-haired girl: "...What's the matter, kid?"
"Grandpa, you are so awesome!"
The short-haired girl's voice was rarely tinged with excitement, and she raised her voice unconsciously.
"Yesterday's fortune-telling column predicted that people over 40 would die. That uncle has passed away, but you are still alive and well! This shows that fortune-telling can be broken!"
"…Death? What death? Is there such a thing?"
The old man looked confused, "Yesterday... I seemed to be asleep yesterday, and I didn't hear anything... Did that thing say that I would die?"
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