"What the fuck is going on here?"

As he had expected before, Jake was not lying in his hospital bed in his ward room.

Instead he was in..

He was now in a surgery room?

An operation theatre?

Why on earth would Jake be in an operation theatre instead of in his room and on his bed?

He did not understand a thing about his surroundings.

He raised both his hands to roughly rub his eyes and once again opened his eyes to examine his surroundings more clearly. This only gave him another round of surprise.

What surprised him this time is that not only was he in the middle of an operation theatre but he also saw his own body lying on the operation table.

If he was sleeping on the operation table, then how was he standing now? That shouldn't be his question. If he was standing here, then who was the one sleeping on the operation table?

He couldn't even form a correct question in his mind as he felt everything muddled up.

He did not understand anything for a while and felt like he was hearing a huge buzzing sound in his ears.

He closed his ears using both his hands and also tightly shut his eyes. Maybe he was still dreaming and this is just a nightmare.

Once he goes back to sleep and wakes up, he would definitely be sleeping on his hospital bed. Once he woke up, he also had to escape from this hospital before anyone could check on him.

While closing his eyes, he slowly crouched down and tried his best to go back to sleep.

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But of course the man who was waiting for him for so long would definitely not wait any longer as he spoke, "Jake Robberfeld, this is no time for your games. Please follow me immediately."

Jake forgot about everything and stood up at once, "Bro, just stop calling my full name, okay? It is really as weird as fuck. I can't bear listening to such a weird way of addressing."

"Jake Robberfeld, let us go," the grim reaper did not even give him another glance and directly ignored all his words before telling him to calmly follow him.

"Bro, where should I follow? Where on earth are we going now? Anyway I already planned to leave this hospital in the morning, so I don't care if the plan is brought a little forward," Jake answered casually and was at once ready to follow the man in front of him.

It is very clear that Jake was trying his best to escape reality as he was still trying to play word games and did not accept the fact of his death yet.

"Jake Robberfeld, maybe you had forgotten my words. But let me remind you, we are not going anywhere on the earth. Instead we are going to the next world." The man spoke calmly again.

Jake was dumbfounded by the seriousness of this man. He just used his usual language and said the words 'Where on earth are we going?'

This man took his words literally and was now answering that they were not going anywhere on the earth? "Just how serious are you, dude?"

The grim reaper blinked his eyes as he did not understand the meaning behind Jake's question.

But they were still in the middle of the surgery room and there was no light in the room. Hence not only could Jake be unable to see how the Grim reaper looked, he couldn't even see how he just blinked his eyes and looked on with confusion.

Jake sighed and nodded his head, "Okay okay. Whatever. Let us go wherever you want to take me. But wait a minute."

"What is it?"

"Do you have enough money for me?"

"Huh? What do you mean, Jake Robberfeld?"

"Tsk, well what I mean is I can stay with you only if you have a good amount of money with you so that I can enjoy, right? Otherwise what would I do following you?" Jake decided to let this man be as he understood that no matter what he says, he would still call him with his full name.

He couldn't care less about his name at this moment. He can't live anywhere if there is no money with him. Hence his main priority in order to follow the grim reaper is about the money he could get and nothing else.

The grim reaper was once again dumbfounded by this man's words.

He had never once faced a person who asked him for money so that he could follow him to the afterlife.

After death, shouldn't everyone get rid of all their desire for materialistic things? Shouldn't he ask for staying in this world longer instead of asking for money?

Why is this human this weird?