Chapter 152: I, Tuberculosis Rabbit, a Born Mortician!

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As for the purpose of this, it doesn't really serve much of one, it simply allows the deceased to be buried or sent to the cremation furnace with a bit more dignity.

Instead of being buried as a pile of minced meat.

That would be too unsightly.

Tuberculosis Rabbit was a born mortician, without any formal education, yet possessed an innate artistic sense when it came to stitching bodies back together.

A regular mortician would at most clean the body of the deceased, change their clothes, and maybe apply some makeup.

That's pretty much the limit.

But the bodies that passed through Tuberculosis Rabbit's hands, no matter how mangled, even if only a fingernail remained, could be restored to perfection.

That's skill.

According to Tuberculosis Rabbit, this was the work of top-tier, all-around rare talent.

Although it didn't seem like a proper job, it was indeed quite rare, and not low on profit.