Considering Little Octopus's performance at Sunset Red Plastic Surgery Hospital, he should not have been assigned a place for cerebral palsy.
Wen Shi believed that the problem lay in the phrase "assembled". The shadow was the brain of the Lord of Terror. After returning to the body, if the hospital rules used these nine brains and the shadow as a control group, then it would indeed be paralyzed, and it was not unfair for it to be singled out.
"Hold on a little longer, I'll find you as soon as possible."
Wen Shi couldn't guarantee how quickly it would happen, but since it was safe, Wen Shi had to rescue Ji Yuanzhi first.
"This hospital insults my intelligence..." The little octopus wanted to complain, but was interrupted by Wen Shi: "Little smart guy, describe the environment there to me."
There was silence on the other end of the line.
Wen Shi immediately understood that if he could tell this information, the little octopus would first mention the situation in the deep area.
The game has limitations.
[The call duration was less than ten seconds.]
[The cool-down period is twelve hours before the next call from the mentally retarded area is answered.]
Wen Shi gave a few more instructions and the call ended.
Putting away the props, Wen Shi said, "It is indeed the smartest in the area, otherwise it would not be able to find the telephone receiver."
This phone call from Little Octopus completely confirmed Wen Shi's previous speculation: patients of the same type were clustered in the same area, so there was more than one phone. Otherwise, given Little Octopus's strength, it would be impossible for him to find the only phone among a group of powerful patients.
Yu Xingzhou, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke up. After thinking it over, he agreed with most of Wen Shi's judgment, but he disagreed with one point: "The archives room might not be on the first or second floor."
Li Nan also nodded.
The mission prompts that the interns should pay attention to the patient's condition. The interns' activities are limited to the first two floors. If the archives room is built too high, it will be unreasonable. They have not seen it yet, maybe it is hidden well.
"I didn't have time to finish checking the second floor, so I went to the first floor..." Wen Shi originally wanted to split everyone up and go to different wards and departments to check, but he took the words back when they were on the tip of his tongue.
When Ao was emphasizing work matters last night, he mentioned that they should not run around. Except for prayer needs, they are strictly prohibited from going to various wards during the day.
The importance of formal compilation is evident. Some things can be perfunctorily done by Wen Shi, such as being caught peeking at the duty roster on the second floor. The excuse of passing by is outrageous but can be evaded. If it were Li Nan and others, they would be punished at the least, or even expelled from the hospital.
It is impossible to feed the medicine for seven days. There must be a new task tonight. It is not enough time to search the gate at night.
Li Nan said, "The best way to determine if any employees are wandering around is to check the dormitories. Nurses should visit the dormitories every once in a while, and we just need to figure out the timing."
Wen Shi nodded: "Okay, then you guys go back to the dormitory first, I'll go and look around first."
The doors of the hospital wards were locked during the day, but people could enter and exit freely at night. He had walked back and forth along this corridor several times. The doors on both sides were closed, making the corridor seem even deeper and narrower. There was really nothing worth exploring.
When passing by Treatment Room 1, Wen Shi saw that the door was not completely locked. He stopped and for some unknown reason reached out and pushed it.
The door was heavier than he had imagined, and it didn't open the first time he pushed it open. Seeing that there was no one around, he simply rammed it with his body.
With a thud.
A cold wind blew past my face.
Having seen the filth and mess of Frank's hospital, Wen was surprised by the cleanliness of the room the moment the door opened. The walls were pristine white, the floor tiles were pristine. But upon closer inspection, the electric chair, the brain crusher, and the bone-breaking rack—the small treatment room was almost entirely occupied by these three instruments of torture.
The hemp ropes of the racks were stained with blood and stuck with scraps of meat that couldn't be cleaned off, but judging by the smoothness of the board surface, it was cleaned very carefully every day.
It was the same cleanliness that Wen Shi had only seen in the prayer room.
His gaze slowly moved up along the rack, finally stopping at the solemn cross hanging on the wall.
The scene in the prayer room where the fat nurse turned the cross like a steering wheel came to mind.
Wen Shi moved the unstable frame, bent over, and pushed the electric chair to the same position. After standing on it, he found that he was still a little short. He stood on tiptoe and stretched his arms, finally grasping the end of the cross with both hands. Unsure what would happen if he twisted the cross, Wen Shi put on his [small cloak] to be safe, turning invisible.
The red cloak wrapped around the white coat looked strange, but in the chilly treatment room, the cold-resistant effect helped the body temperature rise significantly.
"Go ahead."
Wen Shi twisted it hard, and the cross twisted counterclockwise. He heard a sound similar to mechanical rotation.
I'm really clever...
The wall flipped automatically, and light seeped in as the secret door opened. The moment the darkness was dispelled, a skinny woman in a nurse's uniform stood behind the door, staring at him coldly.
Wen Shi's previously relaxed expression suddenly changed, and the idea of being a clever ghost disappeared. He stood on the electric chair and was forced to look down at the nurse.
The cloak's invisibility effect lasts for about forty seconds.
However, Wen Shi did not move. The nurse deliberately lifted his eyelids, and his eyeballs seemed to be frozen in his eye sockets, neither blinking nor moving.
It's like...
It's like I can see him.
Wen Shi tried to get off the electric chair, and he had a rather bad suspicion.
Frank Hospital had very few nurses. If the fat nurse was only responsible for patients on the first and second floors, then the thin nurse who appeared now might be one of the patients in the deeper areas. The woman didn't have the same rich expressions as the fat nurse, and there was no trace of vitality in her. She felt much more powerful than the fat nurse.
Wen Shi held his breath. The [small cloak] could not completely cover up his breath, and it was useless when he met an NPC with special abilities.
Just as he tiptoed and his shoes were about to touch the ground, the nurse suddenly placed her fleshless hands on the electric chair like a puppet. Hiss... Hiss, the chair, which was not powered, automatically generated electricity and spread throughout the body at a rapid speed.
Wen Shi's body suddenly went limp, his knees buckling, and he half-hung on the electric chair. He tried to fall back, clinging to the cold tiles to ease his twitching muscles, but his body seemed to be stuck to them with solid glue, his neck tilted back and twitching like a dead fish.
He was afraid of being poor before, and before his eyes went dark, Wen Shi took his last breath and put away his cloak.
I don't know if it was because of this strong will that he did not completely lose consciousness.
I was cold, my head felt like it was about to split open, and the dull pain from my arm being pulled allowed me to retain a trace of consciousness.
I felt like I was being dragged somewhere.
When Wen Shi collapsed, his lips remained slightly open, their once soft lips cracked and bleeding. Furthermore, his eyes were swollen and painful, accompanied by a high-pitched tinnitus in his ears, and no part of his body felt comfortable.
Finally, when Wen Shi managed to open his eyes with great difficulty, he had only one thought in his mind: There will never be anyone more unlucky than me.
It's rare to be so steady, even putting on the cloak, but I ended up unlocking a brand new NPC. It's heartbreaking to think about it.
There were no windows, and in the darkness, Wen released the old ghost to untie the rope for himself, while taking out the small lantern. The nurse disappeared, and across from him, at the same angle, the man, leaning sideways like a maggot, stared at him.
grass!
Wen Shi's heart was shocked, but reason overcame impulse and prevented him from throwing the lantern directly.
The old ghost seemed to hate this place. Instead of complaining to Wen Shi about locking him up for too long as usual, he took the initiative to retreat into the ghost box.
Before questioning the old ghost about the anomaly, Wen Shi brought the lantern closer to confirm his presence. The figure lying across from him was the Seven Commandments leader. He had already broken free from the ropes, but the electric shock the intern had received from his treading had been even more intense, and he still hadn't been able to straighten himself up.
"Why are you here?"
The president of the Seven Commandments did not explain.
Anyone who can become the president must have good analytical skills. From the moment he saw the fat nurse turning the cross, he immediately wondered if there might be other similar mechanisms inside the hospital.
The Seven Commandments leader had already figured out the nurse's dormitory inspection pattern that morning. He instructed several players accompanying him to keep watch near the prayer room while another group returned to the dormitory. He left under the guise of further exploring the first floor. If there truly were hidden rooms, finding them might trigger a special quest. He planned to wait until he saw the details before considering sharing it with others.
As a result, I got the exclusive use of the nurse's electric shock package.
Now Wen Shi has also joined the luxury package. He struggled to stand up. In the area illuminated by the lights, there are many old filing cabinets.
He instantly became alert.
The president of the Seven Commandments also gritted his teeth and stood up. The two men, each weaker than the other, stood in front of a filing cabinet while panting.
Patient file classification01.
Wen Shi opened the glass cabinet door number one. The strange thing was that the stacked materials were not divided according to the number of floors.
A filing cabinet contains three layers.
Wen Shi took out the first brown paper bag from the first row. After emptying it, there was only a light piece of paper. The patient's file information was very concise:
[Name: Patient 351
age:?
Ancestral home: Ghost world
Area: 4th Floor, Fantasy Area
Symptoms: Visual hallucinations; lack of correct cognition of the surrounding environment, resulting in rich and vivid hallucinations]
Compared to paranoia, hallucinations are obviously more compatible with Ji Yuanzhi's [Hallucination] skill. When Wen Shi looked at this information, he always felt like he was trying to grasp some connection point, but there was still a little bit missing.
He continued to look forward and found that dozens of patients on the first floor all had the same symptoms, but only the first one had an ancestral home in Guimen.
The second layer returns to the first number.
[Name: Patient 151
age:?
Ancestral home: Ghost world
Area: Third Floor, Abnormal Area
Symptoms: Hemophagia; the patient has severe violent tendencies and enjoys disemboweling his prey.
The third layer is Jerusalem Syndrome.
A faint light flickered in the depths of Wen Shi's pale pupils.
The host said that the ghost world was originally called Mirror Flower and Water Moon, an illusion where ghosts and monsters drifted in ecstasy. Later, the father instigated some monsters to forcibly open a hole, and they escaped and established Frank Hospital in the old days.
Wen Shi has never figured out why some players' skills can completely avoid patients' abilities. Ji Yuanzhi's luck value is not low, but he ran into it directly.
He now had a guess, but it still needed evidence.
Wen Shi looked sideways at the president of the Seven Commandments. When the latter saw the symptoms, his eyes showed a little more enlightenment, and he found the connection between the mysterious deaths.
"Have skills like Charm and Death Blast only appeared in the past ten years?" Yu Xingzhou had introduced the skills of two dead players in the morning, and Wen Shi now brought them up to ask President Qijie.
"Yes." The president of the Seven Commandments gave his answer while trying to dig out information from the question.
Even if he doesn't say it, the other party can still get the answer from other people.
Wen Shi's slightly trembling eyelashes cast a small shadow. After the monsters escaped from the ghost world, a gap appeared in the ghost gate. New skills flooded into the major dungeons and were inherited by the players who went to the dungeons.
There is an inevitable causal relationship between these two doors.
He moved to file cabinet No. 02, only looking at the first brown paper bag at a time, and quickly concluded that it was best for him not to use the skills of bacteria and corpse-pretending.
His skills come from his family, but both abilities overlap with the patient's powers, so he avoids them if possible.
The Seven Commandments leader also took note of the patients' symptoms and the regions they came from. Wen Shi also took a few more notes than he did, including the numbers of escaped patients from the ghost world, thinking they might come in handy later.
The two of them reviewed the files as quickly as possible, and the real problem of escape was before them.
It had been less than five minutes since they woke up, and their bodies hadn't recovered yet. It was hard for them to even walk a few steps, let alone run. The nurse's leaving them tied up and unattended was strange in itself, and no one dared to rush to the door and leave.
When the situation is unclear, a pathfinder is needed. Wen Shi and President Qijie were looking at each other with ill intentions. Just as they were actively calculating each other, the mission prompt sound broke the strange confrontation scene.
[Side Quest: Escape from the Archives
Mission content: You accidentally discovered the existence of the archive room. There are two ways to escape from here.
1. Look for clues in the thin nurse
2. Eliminate the monsters hidden in the archives
Please choose your exit method within ten seconds. ]
[10s, 9s…]
ghost?
Both of them breathed hard at the same time. The light of the lantern illuminated the claustrophobic dark room. There was nothing but the filing cabinet and their shadows.
But after the system sounded a prompt, it seemed as if something was peeking and expanding in the gaps that the light could not completely penetrate.
[5s, 4s…]
Now is not the time to consider the implicit competition between the two sects. The Seven Commandments President asked, "Which one are you going to choose?"
"One." Wen Shi made his choice directly on the task panel without hesitation.
This choice made the Seven Commandments president look at him with a higher regard, and he became more wary. The second method was obviously easier. It was not a problem for both parties to cooperate with violence to solve a monster, but dealing with a nurse would be much more difficult.
Special NPCs are very difficult to kill. Not only does it require a battle of courage, but also a battle of wits.
However, this nurse was likely from the Deep Zone, and there was a chance she could reveal information from the higher floors. Pei Wenwei's insistence on choosing one might be due to Ji Yuanzhi's whereabouts, or perhaps he was already preparing to enter the Deep Zone, a motive for inheriting the hospital.
[1s].
Before the last second of the countdown ended, the president of the Seven Commandments also chose the first option.
One, it must be one.
Otherwise, once Pei Wenwei successfully obtains the information, he will be one step behind. This is called involution!
"Actually, I originally wanted to try the third method..." Wen Shi suddenly said, "But I have changed now."
Before finding the lost Jian Qingrong and his financial sponsor, he aspires to be a mature player like Li Nan.
I don't know whether it's true or not, but when he heard him say that he would give up the third method, the president of the Seven Commandments felt inexplicably relieved.
The dazzling light shone in and the secret door suddenly opened again.
Without any warning, the thin nurse stood at the door, with an exaggerated syringe in one hand and an electric baton in the other. She had just left to get these two things.
Wen Shi took a step forward and questioned, "As a doctor, isn't it normal for you to check the patient's files? Why are you locking me up here?"
The corner of the mouth of the president of the Seven Commandments twitched. The first one to stick his head out will be shot down. The weapon in the nurse's hand will definitely hit the other party first.
The judgment is correct.
The heavy electric baton was raised high, and the next second it hit Wen Shi hard. Wen Shi almost fell to his knees in pain, but luckily he grabbed the edge of the wall in time.
You are being punished.
[During the punishment period, the door, defense and attack skills and props are all in an invalid state]
The thin nurse started fighting without saying a word. After Wen Shi confirmed one thing, he prepared to start doing the second thing: obtaining information.
The banned skills do not include [Clairvoyance], which allows him to obtain some private information of the nurse by touching an item of hers.
After stretching his sore wrist, Wen Shi prepared for the second electric baton.
I don't know how many blows I'll get in the end, but once the punishment begins, it won't end until it's all over.
He suffered minor injuries, but his health could be restored with two bottles of twenty-point potions, and he could get clues to leave the archive room and the deeper areas from the thin nurse.
He is so stable this time!
[Do you want to consume 300 points to activate supersensory communication? ]
One is to speak the word fluently.
Bang! The loud noise made Wen Shi turn around.
The filing cabinet behind her suddenly began to shake, several file bags fell to the ground, and the electric baton in the nurse's hand trembled.
Wen Shi subconsciously pressed himself against the nearby wall to maintain his balance.
The alarm sounded loudly, and the source of the sound seemed to come from upstairs. The nurse's stiff and harsh face finally showed a change of expression. She gave up the punishment and turned around and left in a hurry.
Wen Shi hurriedly reached out to touch the nurse's clothes, but his body staggered as he swayed. The nurse was too fast, and in the end he could only watch the secret door close again.
"What happened?"
"How should I know?"
…
Deep area, fourth floor, fantasy area.
It all started last night.
When Ji Yuanzhi was taken away, he realized that his skills might match the patient's symptoms. After hurriedly leaving a note, he followed the fat nurse to the third floor. The third floor was not the end. A thin nurse stood at the stairs, leading him to continue going up.
Before going upstairs, Ji Yuanzhi looked back. The space door on the third floor was almost twisted and there was no lighting. In the pitch-black darkness, even his glasses could not see anything.
The thin nurse walked in front without looking around, acting like a mute the whole time, as if she was not worried that Ji Yuanzhi would run away.
Around the corner, the thin nurse keenly smelled a faint fishy smell. This forced her to stop and look back. Behind her, the man with glasses just smiled gently: "Why don't you leave?"
The nurse's alert eyes fell on his hands.
The smell of blood wafted from the palm of the hand, but there was no scar on the patient's palm.
The two sides walked to the fourth floor one after the other.
The door directly opposite the stairwell was closed. Unlike what Ji Yuanzhi had imagined, the door's opening revealed a bright, warm, fairytale dreamscape. The air was perfectly warm and humid, fresh flowers bloomed on the windowsill, and on the bed, the patient's face, filled with a kind smile, seemed to say, "Welcome!"
The students in the next ward are singing together, expressing their love for life with their cheerful singing.
Everything is beautiful, if you ignore the fact that it is night time, bright light is shining through the glass windows, and there is a group of people singing karaoke.
The thin nurse was unwilling to stay in the deep area for too long at midnight, so she only sent Ji Yuanzhi to the door of the ward, turned around and disappeared into the dark stairwell door, like a stone sinking into the sea.
Ji Yuanzhi, who was left alone, quietly observed everything in front of him.
Illusion.
Possessing similar skills, Ji Yuanzhi knew very well that the ward he saw was not what it really looked like.
Six patients, seven beds. Ji Yuanzhi walked over to the only bed. The white mattress was filled with the pungent smell of blood, but he lay down as if nothing had happened.
All eyes were fixed on him. Not long after Ji Yuanzhi lay down, he suddenly sat up and asked, "Where is the toilet?"
A fellow patient took the initiative to lead the way for him.
The environment in the cool corridor was much worse than that of the ward. Nothing could be seen clearly. The spider silk on the ceiling was almost falling on people's faces. The patient's eyes were almost glued to Ji Yuanzhi in front of him, and his deep red tongue was hanging out -
What fresh flesh and blood!
A melodious and beautiful singing voice suddenly rang out. The patient who was swallowing his saliva was stunned. Where did the singing come from?
The singing seemed to come from all directions. Ji Yuanzhi's straight back muscles were sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed, and the side view showed that he was singing.
The melody that came out of his mouth was much more pleasant than the vague singing in the ward.
"Does it sound good?"
The patient was in a daze and nodded subconsciously. The next second, he was horrified to find that a bloody hole had appeared on his chest. The hair of the man in front of him had grown longer. At first glance, it looked like silver hair, but it was actually a very light blue. The long hair had penetrated into the wound, madly devouring the monster's flesh and blood.
Ji Yuanzhi maintained a considerate smile: "Now we are the same kind."
In order to avoid being cleaned up by the monster patients, he had to become a monster himself. When going upstairs, he took out half of the mermaid king's heart and accelerated the absorption and fusion.
The patient's body below the neck disappeared, leaving only his head movable. He moved his mouth but could not say anything.
After personally defeating a monster, Ji Yuanzhi returned to the ward.
He was the only one who came back, and the lingering smell of blood still lingered on his body. The polite smiles of the patients in the other five beds disappeared, and their coffin-like faces looked at him coldly, but no one took the initiative to attack him.
The hospital judges patients by their symptoms, but the real patients are diagnosed by their species. The deep area of Frank Hospital only houses real monsters.
The fusion hadn't been thorough enough before, and after devouring the flesh and blood, the Mermaid King's heart was almost completely glued to Ji Yuanzhi's chest. The alienation process had left his eyes bloodshot. Ji Yuanzhi took off his glasses, leaned against the wall, and stood by the door to read the treatment rules.
7:00-8:00: The nurse recites prayers and performs exorcism rituals on the patient.
9:00-9:30: Bloodletting
12:00-13:00: Hydrotherapy
19:00: Rotational therapy
For ordinary people, a series of treatments would cause great torture to the body and have a very high mortality rate, but this may not be the case for monsters.
Ji Yuanzhi's eyes moved slightly. The game always leaves a way of survival. These terrifying treatment methods are likely to be effective when used against monsters.
He can rely on therapy to slow the process of alienation.
That's interesting.
After their species matched, the monster lost its reason to attack him unless he attacked first. This area definitely had more than one ward, so he could hunt them at any time. Mermen grew stronger by devouring flesh and blood, so what could be more nourishing than monster flesh and blood?
During the day, he could "enjoy treatment" for free, suppressing his own alienation. He believed that once he had devoured a sufficient number of patients, his strength would overwhelm the entire district.
I was so busy that I almost had no time to rest all night.
When the nurse showed up the next day, Ji Yuanzhi's hair had grown wildly and one of his eyes had completely changed color. He looked like a critically ill patient in the eyes of the medical staff.
A nurse took him to the treatment room, where he was bound hand and foot to an iron bed, surrounded by iridescent stained glass windows. Scalding incense ash was sprinkled on Ji Yuanzhi's chest. After the incense burned, the nurse began to sprinkle "holy water" on other exposed parts of his body. The moment the solution came into contact with his skin, his internal organs felt as if they were burning.
Ji Yuanzhi was twitching all over, but he remained calm under extreme torture and meticulously wrote down the nurse's exorcism process.
After leaving the dungeon, he needs to continue relying on this method to delay alienation.
If he successfully obtains the key in the dungeon, he will only be missing one key. After collecting three keys, he will completely leave the game and the alienation can be paused.
Before that…
The nurse who was sprinkling "holy water" paused for a moment when she saw a sudden smile on the patient's face during treatment.
Ji Yuanzhi, his hair disheveled and his face pale, kindly reminded the nurses to perform their duties: "Please continue your work."
Before that, he wanted to see what level he could reach through the method of devouring evolution.
During the intermission between treatments, Ji Yuanzhi, like a wandering ghost, went back into the other wards of the area to fish. Unlike the monsters, his blood was still flowing, making it easy to catch fellow patients. After hunting down four patients, Ji Yuanzhi clearly sensed his ability to crush ordinary patients.
[warn]
[warn]
The game finally issued a warning to players who were wandering in the gray area of rules. The hospital alarm sounded and the thin nurse downstairs rushed up.
Ji Yuanzhi remained indifferent. He did not completely trigger the rules, but waited to see how the game would compromise and balance.
Pei Wenwei should put his knowledge into practice occasionally, as he saw the beauty of fighting against the game regardless of life or death when he was passing the dungeon.
…
Wen Shi didn't know what was happening in the deep area, as he was still in the archives room.
The shaking stopped and the thin nurse looked like she wouldn't be back for a while.
The president of the Seven Commandments had no intention of leaving. The game gave two ways to leave, and leaving directly might lead to bad consequences.
"The ghost who untied you seemed to be able to sense something. Why not ask him?"
Wen Shi agreed with the view. Since the nurse had left, they could only settle for the second best. Although destroying the monster might not give them any useful information, the advantage was that the risk was small.
He wanted to release the old ghost from the ghost box, but the old ghost refused to do so.
"This thing eats everything. I sense its appetite is growing. Watch out for Shadow."
After what happened when he was younger, Wen Shi subconsciously looked at his own shadow first, thinking nothing was wrong. However, when he looked up again, he noticed that the shadow of the filing cabinet had grown several times larger than the original, almost reaching down to his feet.
Wen Shi almost instantly retreated to the door triangle area of the room.
The shadow also followed.
The Seven Commandments leader took out his tool and looked at Shadow fiercely. He was not trying to help Wen Shi, but to kill the monster before he could get out. Now was the best opportunity.
An object like an icicle is about to pierce—
Didi—
The sharp alarm sounded for the second time, and the front half of the shadow chasing Wen Shi stood up. It had no fixed body and no face.
But judging from its shape and movements, it looked like a gourmet had smelled a delicacy that he would never be able to taste in his entire life.
The monster couldn't refuse, and its paper-thin body went upside down, entering through the door in the gap of the ceiling.
The archive room returned to its original state: two detainees and a few filing cabinets, nothing else.
President of the Seven Commandments: "…"
Wen Shi: "…"
The two escape routes provided by the game are both gone, and we have to find another way.
After a long while, Wen Shi opened his mouth slightly, his face gloomy:
"Who is it? I'm so calm for once, who on earth wants to harm me?!"
…
Deep area, fissure zone.
In the most distinctive area, patients collectively "split apart". This is a gathering place for schizophrenia patients.
The difference is that almost all the patients have mental breakdown, and only the latest one, Jian Qingrong, is doing physical biopsy.
He is still cutting now.
Keep cutting, cut happily, cut, cut!
After almost finishing the cutting, the bloody man put the flesh and blood into an iron basin. The bloody smell attracted the surrounding patients to rush over like sharks.
Jian Qingrong calmly demonstrated his terrifying recovery ability. The bleeding from the previously cut part had stopped, and the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His hair hid his true expression. Jian Qingrong's low voice was full of temptation: "As long as I am alive, you will have a constant supply of fresh blood and flesh to eat. I will feed you three meals a day on time."
Like feeding the dog on time.
Things were different now. Besides his eyes, now languishing in the ward for the mentally retarded, the contamination within Jian Qingrong, now roughly assembled, was even more abundant. Once consumed by the monsters, they would enter the patients' bodies through their esophagus, then continue to divide like cells. While the Buddha, cutting off his flesh to feed the eagle, was practicing the Bodhisattva Path, Jian Qingrong was practicing the Animal Path. He would use his flesh and blood to control the monsters.
Jian Qingrong's flesh and blood is so impactful that every particle is full of energy.
Patients from farther areas were attracted and wanted to compete for the delicious food. The more rational patients were already prepared to keep Jian Qingrong as livestock.
Melee, fighting.
Jian Qingrong looked at the fight for the patient room door indifferently.
After feeding the dog, it's time to walk the dog. This fight is just right. Those who survive will become his best helpers in the deep area.
[warn]
[warn]
[warn!]
The cracked area flashed red and warnings wailed.
As the culprit, Jian Qingrong squinted his eyes and listened with enjoyment to the alarm sounding throughout the building.
I believe Wen Shi must have heard it at this moment. He heard the alarm sound he had heard before, and the distance between their door seemed to be closer. If the mentally retarded little octopus was here, he would definitely say it was so romantic.
In this way, Jian Qingrong conveyed a signal to Wen Shi, expressing his firm belief that he would accompany him through the last copy.