Chapter 32 - What If I Want To Gain Weight?
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nTranslator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
n“How do I use it?”
nChen Zhao held the scroll and stood before Kelly. She stared at Chen Zhao in fear. Raz and the Bloody Hunter were at his side.
nTo Kelly, Chen Zhao had become a mysterious being.
n“It’s simple. Let a drop of her blood fall on the scroll and then burn the scroll to ashes. Then she’ll never be able to hurt you again.”
n“What if she goes against the contract?”
n“She’ll be devoured by the demon insect from Hell.”
nKelly didn’t understand what this green-skinned creature was saying to Chen Zhao, but she knew it couldn’t be good.
nJust then, the Bloody Hunter suddenly clawed Kelly’s back. Kelly couldn’t even fight back. Her back was already bleeding profusely.
nAfter Chen Zhao wetted the scroll with blood, he ignited it with a lighter. When the scroll burned to ashes, Chen Zhao bent down and smiled at Kelly.
n“You might not understand what just happened. Put simply, I put a curse on you. If you try killing me again, I’ll make you die even more tragically.”
nIf the two beasts beside him didn’t exist, Kelly would think this supernatural stuff was a joke. However, she didn’t find it funny at all right now.
nChen Zhao looked serious. His actions earlier were very strange too.
n“You two can go back to Hell.”
nKelly watched the two beasts bow their heads to Chen Zhao and then their bodies disappeared gradually.
n“You… You’re Satan… The Devil!”
n“Think whatever you want. Just remember not to piss me off anymore.”
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n“Chen, how come you’re up so early? Did you go for a morning jog again?”
n“Yeah. The air is always so fresh in the morning.”
n“Someone tried to kill you three hours ago and you still went out for a run?”
n“Perhaps the killer thinks they killed me already.”
n“There aren’t any killers that stupid in the world. Trust me, it’s best if you find a place to hide now. At least, don’t expose yourself in broad daylight.”
n“I can’t do that. I have a client today—that old white guy. That’s $100,000 of income.”
n“Alright. I’m jealous. But before that, you have to treat another client. He lives in Beverly Hills too.”
n“How much money?”
n“One thousand dollars.”
n“Okay. Give me the address.”
nChen Zhao couldn’t be picky now. He couldn’t give up on a $1,000 job just because he had a $100,000 job.
nThe most important thing now was to accumulate connections and clients. His income seemed nice now, but it still wasn’t stable. After all, most of them were one-time clients. Only Rasfa counted as a long-term client. He was special too. Only he relied on demonic crystals.
nHe’d been about to die and could only live by using demonic crystals.
n“It won’t be some female killer again, right? It seems like I keep running into this stuff these days.”
nUp to now, Chen Zhao had met three very beautiful women who all turned out to be killers.
nThis annoyed Chen Zhao. He just wanted to meet a pretty girl who wanted to sleep with him. That wasn’t a difficult requirement. Why couldn’t it come true?
nAfter washing up, Chen Zhao took his equipment and left. He arrived at Beverly Hills and went to the client’s house.
nThe house and position was clearly incomparable to Rasfa’s super-fancy mansion. However, every manor in Beverly Hills had its unique points.
nThis was a smaller house, but the monthly rent would be at least $20,000. This was a conservative estimate too. It didn’t have a huge garden, but the environment was still what people dreamed of having.
nChen Zhao pressed the doorbell. There was a speaker above the doorbell.
n“Who are you?” It was a woman. She sounded quite young too.
nChen Zhao looked up at the security camera before the metal gate. “I’m the doctor. Ethan told me to come.”
nClick—
nThe door unlocked automatically. “You can come in,” the speaker said.
nChen Zhao entered the manor. There were a few hundred square meters of greenery in the manor. There was also a pool before the house. The house itself was of a modern style.
nThe woman was lying on a recliner before the pool, clad in a bikini. Her copper skin was very sexy, but her figure was a bit thin. There was a walkie-talkie beside her.
n“Sit anywhere.”
n“I’m Chen Zhao. You can call me Chen. What can I call you?” Chen Zhao asked.
n“Yafen Livana. If you pay attention to showbiz, you should know me… Why did you bring a dog?”
n“This is my working habit. I like to bring it around. It saves me time from walking it. Miss Yafen, how may I help you today?”
nYafen moved on from that question. “I need to gain weight. I accepted the audition for the female lead of a big production, but my body is quite different from the character. She’s like a superwoman and needs muscles, but you can see it too. I’m too thin now.”
nChen Zhao looked at her body. Her figure looked very unnatural. She was pretty, but the sickly-thinness made her look like a toothpick person with a big head.
n“You took diet pills, right?”
n“Yes.”
nThis explained it. There were two types of diet pills now.
nThe first was legal. They were tested products and relatively safe. However, it took a while for them to become effective and weren’t that effective either. Of course, they had lighter side effects too.
nThe other type was stronger but had much bigger side effects. They were illegal. They either couldn’t be sold or weren’t even licensed to be produced. However, there was a market and if people wanted it, others would produce it.
nYou could take the over-consumption of Xenical for example. Xenical was used to decrease the absorption of fat, mostly used for those who regularly had high-fat diets. The usage of Xenical had always been debated, because if over-consumed, it could cause physiological disorders. The user might even be completely unable to absorb fat.
nAnother example was that many diet pills added large amounts of laxatives. The effect for this type was very obvious, but the consequences were serious too.
nSome girls would get eating disorders after using illegal diet pills. Some might even destroy their stomachs and be forced to live off glucose drips. They would need one or two years of treatment to gradually recover.
nYafen was the type who used diet pills regularly. Some symptoms had already appeared in her.
nChen Zhao could diagnose some of them with his naked eye. Of course, judging by her pallor, she already had a slight eating disorder. This wasn’t good.
nIf she was dependent upon diet pills, then there was an even worse consequence awaiting her.
n“So? Do you have a solution?”
nChen Zhao chuckled. Beelzebub was finally truly useful today.
n“Of course. I will make you have an appetite today.”
n“What should I do?”
n“Turn around. I need to prick you with some needles. I mean, acupuncture.”
n“Okay. I do acupuncture often too. I like it.”
nWomen on diets were crazy. They would try anything to lose a pound.
nIn reality, acupuncture could help with losing weight too, but it wasn’t that effective. It mainly decreased the digestive abilities of the stomach. If something needed an hour to digest, it would take longer after acupuncture. That way, the person wouldn’t feel hunger.
nHowever, it wasn’t that useful to overweight women because most of them didn’t eat because of hunger. Instead, they made eating a habit. Like how some people smoked, it was a problem of habit.
nThese people would feel unsettled and emotionally unstable if they didn’t have food.
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