The backdrop can also be propped up.

Pollalid felt that what Maria Elisa said was somewhat inappropriate.

But Pollalid thought back again—when they pulled this guy onto the spaceship, his huge wound was still gushing blood! Like a little fountain.

What was Mariah Carey's reaction?

Oh, she glanced at it expressionlessly, and finally gave a "that's it?" look.

Well, then it seems normal for Maria Elisa to say that. The physical condition of a military academy student who has undergone proper military training is definitely not something that someone who studies art at a military academy can judge.

Makachi slowly opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was a slender boy sitting beside his bed, who smelled like an Omega.

The boy was very handsome, with large, clear green eyes like a still lake, which made Makachi's heart race.

Macachi opened his mouth, and Pollalid saw it and thought Macachi wanted to drink water, so he said to Macachi, "The doctor said that your current physical condition is not suitable for drinking water, so wait a little longer."

Makachi looked at Pollalid, his eyes filled with indescribable emotions.

“You’re awake. Remember to pay back the medical bills I paid for you.” Maria Elisa leaned over, blocking the two of them and forcing Macachi to look directly at her, waving a paper medical bill in her hand.

The ambiguous atmosphere was immediately shattered, and Makaqi looked at the girl who had suddenly appeared in front of her with displeasure.

"What's wrong with you? Is your face cramping? I'll call the doctor to come and take a look at you again." Maria Elisa pretended not to notice the displeasure on Macachi's face and continued, "How did you get here? On vacation? Then why are you lying in the middle of the road covered in blood?"

Makachi rolled his eyes at Maria Elisa, then closed his eyes—because Maria Elisa had completely covered Polalid's head, he couldn't see Polalid, so he simply stopped looking.

Seeing that Makachi had closed his eyes, Maria Elisa shrugged, thinking to herself how boring he was, before turning to Pollarid and asking, "Are you going to stay here and take care of him, or are you going to hire a caregiver?"

Makachi pretended to be asleep, but in reality he was listening intently to the changes in the two men—he hoped that the thin boy would stay so that he could properly thank him.

But Macaqi was disappointed. He heard the thin boy say, "Since there are caregivers available, then hire one. I'm not very good at taking care of people."

“Okay, we can have this person pay us back when the time comes,” Maria Elisa said, and then started looking for caregivers on job websites.

Maria Elisa felt something was off about Pollalid, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it: Pollalid was still Pollalid, seemingly unchanged. She hadn't changed her appearance, nor her inner self, so what was strange about her?

A girl's excited voice echoed in my mind—it was the system WQBYRZM's voice: "Oh oh oh————! The progress bar has changed, changed, changed————! It's now showing the protagonist's personality transformation progress! No need to look for the romance storyline anymore!"

"Great, this is a bit easier!" Lu Renkui's voice sounded delighted.

Maria Elisa realized what was strange about Pollard—she had thought Pollard would stay and take care of Macachi because she was worried about him, a plot point mentioned in the original text, but now Pollard had chosen to let a caregiver look after Macachi.

"It doesn't seem that difficult," Maria Elisa thought, and picked a decent caregiver. She showed the caregiver's information to Pollalid.

Pollalid thought there was no problem, so Maria Elisa showed the caregiver's information to the person lying in the hospital bed who had already opened his eyes.

Makaqi, lying in the hospital bed, glanced at the caregiver's information but still didn't react.

“He agreed,” Maria Elisa said, clicking the accept button. “When the caregiver arrives in a bit, we’ll contact the police and see if we can find out anything about his family background… Oh dear!”

With a scream from Maria Elisa, Makachi sprang from the bed and reached out to Maria Elisa, seemingly trying to knock the quantum computer out of her hand.

Maria Elisa instinctively dodged backward, missing Macachi, but the sudden movement reopened her wound. The wound split open, and drops of red blood seeped from Macachi's body.

Makachi curled up in pain, but this curling up tore open his other wounds.

When Pallas, who had just been watching the three young men making a fuss, saw this scene, his eyes widened, and he immediately ran to the bedside and pressed the bright red emergency call button.

Makachi was rushed to the operating room again for emergency treatment.

Maria Elisa, enduring the angry glares from the doctors and nurses, stared at the closing operating room doors, gasped, scratched her head, and said with a face full of self-reproach, "Should I have stayed here? If I hadn't offered to contact the police for him..."

“It’s not your fault, Lisa.” Pollalid had been a little worried about Macachi, but after hearing Maria Elisa’s words, he suddenly realized the strangeness about the man—look at the man’s injuries. Even if the police weren’t very reliable, they would still take this person seriously. Moreover, the police would have more and faster information than they did, and would be better able to help the man solve his problem.

But the man resisted the police and even tried to snatch Maria Elisa's personal computer despite his own injuries.

This guy is definitely suspicious. Pollalid decided to contact the police later.

“This guy needs to rest for a few more days. He needs somewhere to recuperate. But whether Miss Autolai pays the hospital fees or we do, it’s a big problem.” Bang Pallas said with some sympathy as he looked at Macachi being wheeled out by the doctors and nurses.

“Hey son! I have a great idea—it’s peak tourist season, and the two of us can’t handle it all. Let’s bring this kid home to work.” Pallas slapped his thigh, quite pleased with his idea. “It’ll save us the money we would have spent on hiring temporary workers.”

Pollalid's mouth was slightly open, and the corners of his mouth turned down unnaturally—he was trying to figure out how to tell his honest and simple father that this guy didn't seem like a good person.

“Good idea.” Maria Elisa clenched one fist and opened the other, then slapped her fist against the palm of her open hand, making a loud sound. “That way, Pollard will have more time to chat with me.”

"Ah...ah?" Upon hearing Maria Elisa's words, Pollarid's face flushed red instantly. "But this guy's identity is still unknown..."

“Maybe he was beaten by the police when he was a child, so he’s afraid of the police,” Maria Elisa offered a relatively reasonable explanation.

“That makes sense,” Pollalid thought.

“Then take him home, son. He seems quite capable.” Pallas nodded with a smile.

"Ah, ah. Well, okay then." Pollalid rubbed his face and agreed.

Hearing Pollard's reply, Maria Elisa's lips curled up slightly—it was indeed safest to keep this fifth male lead in front of her. That way, it would be much easier to deal with this idiot who was, to put it nicely, a yandere, and to put it bluntly, a psychopath.

Maria Elisa has not forgotten how Makachi crippled Alina and tortured Ancadis to death later on.

"Hey! You two, when did the storyline start?" Maria Elisa asked Lu Renkui and System WQBYRZM in her consciousness space.

"Three months later," the system WQBYRZM replied.

Three months from now, right? Maria Elisa thought to herself, grinding her teeth discreetly. "You'll see if I kill you within these three months, Makach Polande."

Money, money, come! Money, money, come from all directions!!! (Going crazy)