Before midnight, the owner of the castle was in a relatively stable mental state. The pale and firm muscles under his collar did not give him goose bumps like normal people when they were exposed to the cool breeze, and the moonlight cast no shadow on him.
It was as if he was a terrifying monster born to move in the dark night, but he went to bed on time every night. When he heard a word in Wen Shi's words, his tone was full of sarcasm: "Night shift?"
Wen Shi's face was filled with sorrow: "Yes, night shift."
After leaving the big factory, he still has to work night shifts when he comes back. He is destined to not escape the 996 fate.
The blood brides who wandered around late at night have long disappeared, but the benefits of working in the castle are still very good. The housekeeper and others are arranged to stay in another house at night, and there is no such thing as night shifts.
This was a good thing for Wen Shi. He had offended all the NPCs in the castle, especially the gardener, who would probably want to use a pair of scissors on him as soon as he saw him.
The owner of the castle was crazy, not stupid. He looked at the young man who pretended to be pitiful in the night and knew that he was talking nonsense.
The so-called invitation to afternoon tea was just a cover.
"I promise that I will send out invitations every time in the future." Wen Shi took out the only chip in his hand.
If the count is not afraid of being beaten to death, he doesn't care.
Wen Shi had glanced at the clock when he passed the dining room earlier. It was almost eleven o'clock. He only had a little over an hour left. The distance from the castle to the hospital was not short. Wen Shi did not hide his urgency at all and added, "The hospital being turned upside down will also benefit you."
The Earl refused to approach places like hospitals. Wen Shi had previously failed to summon him from a sanatorium. However, this resistance wasn't absolute. As the other party went even crazier, his strength increased significantly. Unless the patients from the Deep Zone took action, Ao was no match for him. I believe no NPC in this dimension would want to see the hospital in trouble more than the Earl.
After all, Frank Hospital will not give up on admitting mental patients, and in the past, the other party relied on their status and position to fight.
The castle owner stared at Wen for a few seconds.
In his eyes, the young man's strength was not worth mentioning, but his ability to stir up trouble was the best he had ever seen. Throwing such a time bomb into the hospital was indeed a good choice.
A quarter of an hour later, Wen Shi got on the carriage as he wished.
The owner of the castle changed into his casual clothes, a black robe with silver buttons, and leaned back in the carriage, closing his eyes to rest.
"Either Ao dies, or you die." He suddenly raised his eyelids midway through his speech, staring at Wen Shi with terrifying eyes as he said, "If you die, I will send the obituary to all media outlets at home and abroad."
Wen Shi lowered his eyes, and then led his family to raze the hospital to avenge him?
Xie Tangyan will definitely show up by then, and the Earl will not be at a disadvantage from any perspective.
There was no one driving the entire journey. The two black horses seemed to have their consciousness controlled as they galloped towards the Frank Hospital in the distance.
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Frank Hospital.
As far as the naked eye can see, the map of this super copy is very ordinary, and there is not even a secondary building.
The mental hospital, which only has one main building, is in a dilapidated state, with weeds growing around it almost to knee height. Looking from the hospital entrance, some lights can be seen on the first two floors, but from the third floor onwards, it is like a swamp with no end in sight.
Such a chaotic and messy hospital has a very high social status. On the one hand, it is willing to take over patients that other hospitals are unwilling to take care of, which is beneficial to social security. On the other hand, Ao is in collusion with aristocratic politicians and will forcibly accommodate normal people to facilitate their theft of property.
The twenty-one players, with the exception of Wen Shi, who ran away mid-sentence, were all interns. The instructor dropped them off at the hospital and then left, repeatedly remarking on their good fortune to have direct access to the dean. The players desperately wanted to pass on this blessing to her.
After the coach left, the fat nurse led the players into the hospital.
The windows in the corridor were open, and through the iron railings, the terrifyingly dense electric fence outside was dizzying.
The fat nurse finally stopped outside the protective door that separated the north and south areas. Although she was quite heavy, the flesh on her face was stiff and lifeless.
"Some time ago, a doctor seriously injured the dean. He finally recovered after a lot of effort. To prevent similar incidents from happening again, the dean now personally lectures all new doctors."
The first floor was shabby, and the players gathered together, making the corridors seem extremely crowded. The fat nurse pushed open the door of the only relatively large room. A wooden sign scribbled "Prayer Room" and tiny black ants crawled in the cracks.
As you enter the door you'll see a huge cross.
While everyone was looking at the interior of the prayer room, Yu Xingzhou and Ji Yuanzhi exchanged glances and came to the same conclusion: the case was solved, and they must pretend not to know Pei Wenwei later.
Combined with the fat nurse's words, the reason why Pei Wenwei made the strange move of running away was perfectly explained.
Everyone is only concerned about their own situation now, and few people like Yu Xingzhou can spare the time to consider Wen Shi's situation.
"The bottom of the food chain." A player cursed under his breath as the fat nurse prayed to the cross.
Other players felt similarly.
Except for those who were brought in by the team like Song Yan, the players who entered the 3S copy this time have basically purchased fragments of the hospital scene skin and are experienced, so it can be said that they came well prepared.
They had also summarized the experience from other hospital copies beforehand, thinking that it would be somewhat useful, but they found that the traditional faction confrontation model could not be applied to this copy.
The fat nurse is far from a simple NPC. She has a dean over her. If they were just patients, it would be fine; it would only require one more confrontation. The reality is that the story specifically mentions patients, and it's likely that the admitted patients are also terrifying. As a doctor, you have to deal with them, which means you're being squeezed from both sides.
Song Yan retained a bit of the naiveté of a new player: "If the patient is too dangerous, will the nurse help us fight?"
At the foot of the cross, the nurse had finished praying. She turned around and said grimly, "You must complete the tasks assigned to you daily on time. Any omissions..."
A creepy smile replaced the unfinished words, leaving the player in the prayer room waiting for the dean's lecture, and the fat nurse left first.
Song Yan completely dismissed his unrealistic thoughts. He walked to the cross where the nurse had prayed earlier, thinking blankly, "This hospital is hopeless." They didn't believe in a specific god, like the one and only King Asa.
While Song Yan was still lost in thought, a rough voice came from outside the door: "Very good, it seems that there is still someone sensible in your group."
A bearded man appeared outside at some point, his muscles so muscular that they almost burst through his white coat. The iron hook in his right hand looked terribly dirty and rusty under the dim light of the room's bulb.
The badge on the bearded man's neck reminded everyone of his identity: Dean, Ao.
After entering, Ao praised Song Yan: "You knew to come and admire the cross first. The instructor has taught you well."
[Ao's favorability towards you +1.]
Most players were surprised that Song Yan could even think of such details. They had no impression that this person was among the top 50 players.
"The year-end outstanding doctor selection will be held soon," Ao thought of something happy, and his face was covered with layers of fat from a smile. He said to himself, "It's the hospital's rules, all doctors have to participate."
If Aaron didn't come back, he could justifiably fire him.
After enjoying himself alone, Ao finally began to lecture: "Working here, you must abide by the hospital's rules. You are absolutely not allowed to take on private work outside, especially going out to diagnose and treat patients..."
As if recalling something infuriating, the low pressure from Ao made the nearby players break out in cold sweats.
"Isn't it good to come to the doctor's house?"
The dean's speech was interrupted, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound. The young man standing outside the door was wearing a blood-stained white coat. The monocle on his nose inexplicably made him look more sexy. Behind the young man was a mottled wall. The whole scene looked strangely harmonious, as if he was a part of this place.
"Aaron...Lun?" After a second of hesitation, Ao's face trembled after seeing the face clearly. "How dare you come back!"
After realizing what was happening, Ao raised the hook in his hand without saying a word and ran towards Wen Shi.
The sudden scene was beyond everyone's expectations. Is this the 3S instance? NPCs just started killing people randomly?
Facing a target that was not a patient, Ao was restricted and could not attack with all his strength. Even so, it was enough to wear out Wen Shi.
"A violent maniac." Wen Shi curled his lips.
[One Sword to Kill] cannot kill the key NPC. Ao's real defense ability is also very strong. He is well aware of the trouble, so he went to find the Earl at the first time and took the initiative to make the other party calm down.
Seeing Wen standing there motionless, Ao, who had been tricked several times, subconsciously raised his guard. The next second, a gust of air rushed from behind him, and the direction of the iron hook was forced to shift. The sharp end hooked the edge of the wall, and a terrifying hole appeared instantly.
Knock knock.
The hollow iron railings were knocked on by a finger, startling the player standing near the window and dashing to the other side. He considered himself quite alert, but he had no idea when someone was standing outside.
The face of the castle owner seemed to be divided into several parts by fine guardrails. The light inside the room conflicted with the darkness outside. Although he was not as scary as Ao in appearance, his temperament was more evil and cold.
Boss, definitely a boss!
The players who had previously hidden aside were now frowning. Even if it was a high-difficulty dungeon, wasn't the boss level a bit excessive?
When Ao saw that the owner of the castle actually appeared in the hospital, he was overjoyed even though he had not yet completely entered the hospital.
This time it was the Earl who came to me on his own initiative. Since he was so willing to accept "treatment", of course I had to satisfy him!
Ignoring Wen, Ao disappeared from the prayer room almost instantly.
The others were confused, so one of the experts asked directly, "What's the Dean in such a hurry to do?"
The first time I met an NPC, he ran away in the middle of a conversation.
Wen Shi: "Go out and get beaten."
"…"
Wen Shi turned around and was about to leave. Before leaving, he put his hand on the pull cord at the door, ready to turn off the lights.
Among the players who entered the dungeon this time, the leader of the Seven Commandments was also there. Seeing this, he immediately said, "As the initiator of the dungeon, you have an innate advantage..."
Wen Shi paused and turned his head to listen to what he was going to say.
"We don't expect you to reveal any key information, but at least explain your reasons before doing these inexplicable things."
This statement strongly resonated with most people, as any unintentional action in the copy could trigger the death rule.
Leaving the prayer room without permission and turning off the lights are all strange behaviors.
Li Nan made the number seven with his fingers from behind, and then raised another finger. Wen Shi guessed the identity of the speaker: the president of the Seven Commandments.
He had once humiliated the Seven Commandments in the virtual square, and in the factory dungeon, the Seven Commandments members had teamed up with Tu Bianxi to try to trick him, only to be killed in the process. Wen Shi and the guild didn't have a deep grudge, but they definitely didn't have a good impression of each other.
"Explain?" He smiled playfully.
The last sentence of the Seven Commandments President is secondary. He is inadvertently hinting to everyone that he has key information, creating an environment in advance for them to work together with other players to force clues when they encounter difficulties.
When the president of the Seven Commandments asked for an explanation, Yu Xingzhou and Ji Yuanzhi were staring at the hospital rules next to the cross and reading them. Li Nan also seemed to be quite interested in the rules.
As for these little verbal frictions and petty thoughts, they didn't participate, nor was there any need to. When it came time to intervene, it would be a life-and-death struggle.
While putting pressure on Wen Shi, the president of the Seven Commandments was also paying attention to the rules and the battle situation outside. It was unknown which side blocked the space, and the specific fighting scene could not be seen. The overflowing air flow would occasionally brush against the flesh, leaving a burning sensation.
Without caring about the battle situation, Li Nan and others walked straight to the door after reading the rules. The one who was faster than them was Song Yan, who humbly asked the same question.
His thoughts were already diverging when he followed Wen, but he still couldn't figure out why he had to leave the prayer room.
A loud noise interrupted his question.
The iron railings bent violently, and Ao's two-meter-long body was thrown in, breaking the railings and falling into the prayer room.
Wen Shi quickly pulled Song Yan out and whispered, "I told you he went out looking for a beating. If you were a leader, would you want to see yourself getting beaten?"
Before the Earl's strength evolved, he was slightly better than Ao, but now the two are no longer in the same league.
The patients in the deep area only recognize the first dean. As long as the situation doesn't go too far, they will not take the initiative to help Ao deal with the count. They might even watch him get beaten while cracking melon seeds.
Ao is such a conceited person, whoever sees him being beaten will be unlucky.
"The copy is not just about fighting and killing, it also involves human relationships and social skills." Wen Shi's eyes were deep.
Song Yan looked like he had learned a lesson.
"Thank God." Wen Shi didn't walk far before leaning against the cold corridor wall, unable to hide his gloating: "Finally, there is someone who can share the dean's hatred with me."
Based on the principle of being kind, he wanted to help the other person, but the other person didn't appreciate it. No matter how much he tried to persuade the damned ghost, he could only watch the other person die.
On the other side, Li Nan looked at the problem without any personal feelings: "There must always be players who act as candles, burning themselves to illuminate others."
It is impossible for so many interns to do one job. When tasks are assigned later, it will be obvious who will be unlucky.
Prayer room.
Ao was thrown to the ground with a bruised face and nose. His two slit eyes met the President of the Seven Commandments who had tried to watch the battle. They stared at each other, and with the help of the room light, Ao could clearly see the astonishment on the other's face.
President of the Seven Commandments: "…"
The name of the 3S instance is Frank Hospital. Is it reasonable that the director, the boss, was beaten into such a state? Even the most determined players would be surprised to see this scene.
It's almost like "Why are you such a loser" is written on his face.
Then the president of the Seven Commandments immediately realized that something was wrong. When his incompetent leader was beaten like this in front of his subordinates, his first reaction was definitely not to fight back, but to vent his anger on the subordinate.
The president's prediction was quite accurate, and Ao's expression already revealed a strong sense of hostility.
The Seven Commandments leader subconsciously looked at the others and saw that the players who had not yet left the prayer room were all standing in a row next to the cross, with their backs to them, constantly making the sign of the cross on their chests, as if they were praying and didn't see anything.
"Amen." Everyone closed their eyes and moved in unison.
"…"