There are pros and cons to letting Ao go out in the game, at least you don't have to worry about Ao saving the day in the middle of the game.
But this wasn't a major headache in itself. Unlike Jian Qingrong, Ao's heart couldn't possess its own will and split into independent entities. Even if the opponent was in the hospital, according to the game's balancing mechanism, at most they would notice it just before being completely destroyed.
Releasing Ao is far less impactful than the impact of Ji Yuanzhi and others being taken away.
Wen Shi accompanied them to the door and saw rows of carriages outside, with a forced smile on his face.
What Ji Yuanzhi wanted to say finally turned into a soft sigh... Pei Wenwei was quite miserable, and this conclusion was true anytime and anywhere.
There are side quests in team building, but they are definitely much easier than killing the enemy alone.
He was the last person to get on the carriage. The ancient wheels rolled happily over the muddy road, pulling a carriage of people away in a cloud of dust.
Wen Shi looked at the black market players who hadn't gotten on the bus and asked in confusion, "You don't have to go?"
The black market player shook his head: "No, but I can't help you with anything."
Pei Wenwei was left alone, there must be some embarrassing personal mission.
"I found a way to change my job last night," he pointed to the guard room, "and now I'm a janitor."
The gatekeeper is also going to participate in team building today, and the black market players are responsible for guarding the gate.
"..." When Wen Shi was discussing with others before, he summarized the professions that could be transferred to, and mentioned the security guard, but no one took it seriously at all.
Leaving the hospital means there will be no chance of contacting key NPCs, and the chance of obtaining super artifacts and keys will be greatly reduced.
He really couldn't understand why anyone would take the initiative to change this career?
Ignoring Wen Shi's confusion, the black market player walked into a small guard room and lay down on the table to catch up on his sleep.
Outside, Wen Shi looked at him deeply, then turned and walked back.
The sky was covered with dark clouds and it was a cloudy day. Wen Shi stopped for a moment in front of the overgrown hospital building, and finally walked in without looking around.
There was no one at the nurses' station. Patients did not need treatment during team-building days, and the nurses on duty only needed to come out to patrol the ward every once in a while.
After returning to the office, Wen Shi began to think about countermeasures again.
"Death in the light..." He pondered to himself, feeling like he had overlooked something.
I don't know how much time passed, but a gust of cold wind before the rain blew in from outside the window. In the half-dark environment, Wen Shi suddenly sat up straight.
The content of this mission was a bit lengthy, and it emphasized the reason why he wanted to kill in the open: he was worried about being recognized, so he planned to strike first.
If the game wasn't mocking his stubbornness in a sarcastic way, the monster might have really remembered his appearance, or even his aura.
Now he is the only living person left in the building. Whether out of suspicion or the urge to find food, Jianguangsi will not easily let go of such a good opportunity.
What's more, the player's flesh and blood has a natural attraction to monsters.
"The pet introduction says that it can kill people as long as it sees light..." Wen Shi's body became stiff.
He was influenced by inertial thinking. He didn't have to have a shadow, but he could kill people wherever there was light.
He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but after making this judgment, Wen Shi felt as if something was spying on him in the office. The limited light on the cloudy day shone through the broken glass, and his nerves became more and more tense.
The monster could kill people without them being seen, and he didn't want to gamble on the possibility that it was an illusion.
Wen Shi decided to respect his sixth sense. Before the terrible feeling continued to spread throughout his body, he jumped up without warning and rushed to the door as fast as he could.
There is no such thing as alerting a monster like this. No matter how calm you pretend to be, you cannot delay the time it takes to attack.
The cool and damp air in the corridor brushed against my cheek. I didn't know where the fat nurse was hiding to rest. Even after hearing the loud sound of running, she still didn't show up.
Wen Shi cut his palm and bright red blood dripped onto the tiles. He looked back and the blood on the ground disappeared almost instantly.
It's not an illusion, there is indeed something following me!
It wasn't him who actually took the initiative, but he was the one who died in the light.
Wen Shi did not stop the bleeding. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward desperately. When he was about to reach the nurse's station, the Qingmu sword appeared in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the place where the blood was left behind.
"[One Sword to Level the Sword] failed to be used."
"Hint: Unable to lock onto the target's aura."
Wen Shi's face looked a little ugly. Death by exposure to light was like the legendary colorless and odorless poison. He had Xie Tangyan's strength, but not the other's terrifying five senses. When he encountered this monster with no obvious aura, his disadvantage was instantly revealed.
The blood spots on the tiles were still disappearing rapidly, and now they were less than one meter away from him. Wen Shi put on a speed-up prop and thought about how to survive while running and gasping for breath.
There was no point running outside. The hospital's buildings blocked some of the light, and outside the hospital, there was nothing but weeds and a guardhouse. He couldn't shift the blame elsewhere; that would only harm himself and others.
Wen Shi had already run to the nurses' station. He glanced around quickly and turned into the stairwell.
Although there was no way to carry out last night's plan, the general idea was the same, to determine where the monster was.
The doors of the patients' rooms on the first and second floors were closed during the day, but Wen Shi continued to rush forward as he passed the second floor. The temperature in the stairwell was so low that he could feel the cold air behind him on his spine.
The clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to the skin on my back in the cold, forming a thin layer of frost.
It's so cold.
The effectiveness of the acceleration item is almost over, and the Yin energy entering the body has affected the basic running speed.
Soon they reached the third floor. Wen Shi turned in, quickly glanced at the sign, and rushed towards the mentally retarded area.
According to Ji Yuanzhi, the doors of the wards in the deep zone weren't locked during the day like they were downstairs, and restraints weren't required except during treatment. Combined with Little Octopus's words, the mentally retarded patients weren't very capable, so he didn't need to worry too much about the dangers they posed.
Wen Shi held the pendant on his chest with one hand. Few monsters could resist the temptation of Jian Qingrong's flesh and blood, let alone his heart blood.
He needed to find a monster as bait, sprinkle its blood on the other party, and locate the position of Jianguangsi while the patient and Jianguangsi were fighting.
In the memory fragments seen by the clairvoyant, when Jianguangsi devoured a large amount of flesh and blood, a more obvious black shadow would appear.
Wen Shi wanted to forcibly drag the patients in the fourth floor area into the water, but unfortunately the patients there were not easy to deal with, so he was not sure of success.
The mentally retarded area is the first ward on the right. After more than ten seconds, Wen Shi successfully plunged into the area.
Almost the moment he entered, his consciousness began to uncontrollably become confused. Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?
It took Wen Shi a few seconds to barely remember the purpose of coming here, and his distracted eyes regained some brilliance: "Great, that's the feeling."
He had recited the boy's real name more than once when he was in the factory. His willpower was beyond imagination. Despite this, after entering the mentally retarded area, he still felt like he had lost his brain stem, let alone a monster.
Just be a little more stupid.
Wen Shi was looking forward to it eagerly.
When the last dungeon was settled, he relied on his experience as a 3S bodyguard to obtain the [Safety Helmet] record. Under this aura, the dementia monster can gain a sense of security for seven seconds.
As long as it is further affected by the mental retardation zone, its killing intent towards itself will be greatly reduced within these seven seconds.
Now he just had to seize the opportunity and find a target that could divert his aggressiveness.
Cat fishing, bait, come quickly!
Wen deliberately increased the volume of his footsteps, refusing to believe that some mentally retarded patient wouldn't show up to watch the fun. At the same time, his slender knuckles turned white as he strained, nearly crushing the pendant in his hand. He waited for the first one to come his way.
"Baozi!" A low voice came over, each trembling voice exuding joy.
Many wards at Frank Hospital have one or two books for patients to read, especially those in the mentally retarded ward, where the average IQ is low. One of the treatments is to read more. Like Jinta Country, the hospital's books include numerous popular internet memes from over a decade ago.
In the lonely midnight, besides chatting on the phone, the little octopus would read books and learned a lot of passionate love words.
It was carrying two telephones and originally planned to sneak into other areas to continue stealing. However, as soon as it went out, it saw the familiar figure it had been thinking about day and night, and the other person was running towards it.
The little octopus almost thought he was dreaming.
"You finally came to pick me up—"
The two tentacles can't wait to dance and fly, ready for a warm hug.
A pendant with a perfect parabola replaced Wen Shi first and it had a close contact.
The little octopus recognized it as the pendant given by the original body at a glance.
"Find a suitable target." Wen Shi said in a low voice.
When the little octopus noticed that Wen Shi's palm was bleeding and the blood on the ground behind him was evaporating, his eyes instantly became gloomy.
After nine brains raced, it roughly understood the current situation.
An invisible monster is chasing Wen Shi.
The little octopus suddenly became huge, and an extended tentacle stretched out along one of the ward doors that was opened a crack.
The patient quickly slammed the door shut.
The rather resilient tentacles were not broken off, but instead found their target more quickly.
The patient it had chosen had reported the small octopus escaping and wanted to give it to patients in other areas as a snack.
This was the reason why the little octopus and Wen Shi mentioned that the two tentacles were broken. It was attacked by a patient who had ambushed it next to the telephone.
The tentacles reached out to the empty collar of the hospital gown.
The little octopus moved in one smooth motion, crushing one end of the pendant and successfully pouring its blood on the other party.
Most of the blood rich in energy automatically sticks to the skin. The blood from the heart is difficult to be absorbed for a while and slowly seeps into the skin.
The patient covered in blood turned into a sweet dessert.
The other two patients in the ward had greedy looks on their faces, not to mention the stupid person outside who would die in the light.
It smells so good!
Seeing the light, it rushed into the ward and rushed straight towards the patient. Before that, two patients who had already pounced on their fellow patients with murderous intent became its first targets.
Amidst the interplay of light, shadow, and dust, a monster silently slithered through the air, engulfing the head of one of the patients. Death by Light now focused solely on feasting, uninterested in the other two patients, focusing on hunting rather than preying.
The patient's body was still moving, but in just half a minute, only a bloody head was left, and the brain stem tissue in the middle had been completely absorbed.
Seeing this, the remaining patients quickly retreated.
The monsters housed in the mentally retarded area are generally not strong in other aspects except for deceiving the brain perception of others. They are simply no match for those who are killed in the light.
Without the predator, an awkward shadow gradually appeared in the air, moving towards the prey.
The patient only felt that he was wrapped in jelly mucosa, and the feeling of suffocation was quite strong. Driven by the desire to survive, he desperately used his ability to lower the IQ of the invader.
However, there is only one result when the monster's IQ drops, which is to follow its instincts.
Its instinct is to hunt.
"Now." Wen Shi narrowed his sharp peach blossom eyes and raised his sword for the second time.
When the monster is eating, there will be a little bit of breath leaking out.
The terrifying sword energy turned into a roaring dragon and rushed towards Jianguangsi.
Under the halo of the [Safety Helmet], the demented Jianguangsi didn't pay attention to Wen Shi's approach at first. When it reacted, a cold sword light flashed and directly cut off part of its body.
A sharp and unpleasant animal cry was heard rapidly.
Accompanied by a howl of pain, a black, sticky mass fell to the ground, dissolving into black water. A pungent, fishy odor instantly filled the ward, making Wen Shi feel dizzy and his head spun. The smell was as potent as the zombies' song.
Not dead.
As the swordsman, Wen Shi had an instinctive feeling that what fell was only a part of the monster's body.
Its appearance of being dead in the light was too deceptive. When it stopped eating and chose to hide, it escaped the lock of the remaining sword energy again.
"Run!" Wen Shi turned around and rushed out of the ward without any hesitation.
The enraged Death in the Light would surely seek revenge on him. He thought it was a shame that the Wandering Corpse's skill cooldown hadn't expired yet. If only Yu Xingzhou were here. Even if time stopped for three seconds, it would be enough for him to deal with Death in the Light.
The little octopus transformed into a mimic octopus, clinging to the edge of the white coat's pocket, carefully distinguishing the movements around it to prevent Wen Shi from being attacked.
"Go find the real one," said the little octopus, "and use him as bait."
Ordinary patients are unlikely to attract monsters. The mental retardation zone's lowering effect is time-limited. It is best to find a bait that the monster cannot refuse before it regains its rational judgment.
The little octopus's body grows with the help of evolutionary fluid, so it lacks that fatal attraction to monsters.
His throat was a little congested from the intense exercise. Wen Shi's eyebrows jumped and he said in a hoarse voice, "You two are so loving."
The eyes and the body stabbed each other in the back, which was an unprecedented performance.
But this is the only solution at the moment. If the problem of exposure to light is not resolved quickly, everyone will be in trouble later.
"How strong is Jian Qingrong now?" Wen Shi asked.
To find Jian Qingrong, one has to cross two districts, which involves considerable risk.
"If he's still alive, he should have at least crossed an entire district." The little octopus made an objective analysis. "The real one wouldn't just stand there."
After saying that, the little octopus thought for a moment and asked, "Did the main body call you?"
Wen Shi shook his head.
"Hurry up and go find him." The little octopus said decisively: "The real body will definitely come out soon."
Otherwise, Jian Qingrong would insist on calling no matter what.
The treatment was suspended for one day, and the nurse station on the fourth floor was also empty. However, unlike the gloomy and empty corridor on the third floor, the patients in the south area of the fourth floor were actually all at the door of the ward.
There was a big turmoil in the North District last night, and they were sitting at the entrance of the ward eating melons with nothing to do.
Unless necessary for treatment, nurses will not participate in fights between patients, provided they do not leave the ward. If a serious incident occurs, nurses are not required to intervene. Each district has a manager whose ancestry is from the Ghost Gate. They are usually asleep, but when basic order is disturbed, these patients will awaken.
"It's a standard riot," a patient in the Fantasy Zone commented. "It seems a patient in the Rift Zone broke through the blockade and is trying to cross zones."
"The idiots in the phobia zone will have a stress reaction at the slightest disturbance. They definitely don't want to pass through. Tsk, let's fight." We can even pick up a few corpses and bring them back.
While I was eating the melon, a vague silhouette appeared at the other end of the corridor. He was covered in blood and I couldn't tell if it was me or another patient. The man looked calm, and his bloody fingers were grasping a telephone receiver, as if he was about to dial a number.
A burst of messy footsteps suddenly came over and the man paused.
Downstairs, Wen Shi was about to leave a shadow behind. Just as he was about to reach the stairwell on the fourth floor, something strange happened.
The little octopus suddenly grew bigger and pushed it to the side. Wen Shi's waist hit the railing and he gasped in pain.
The thing that really makes people gasp is behind. When Wen Shi raised his eyes again, he saw a strange black shadow hidden on the top of the wall in front and behind the door crack.
There were many similar shadows, the light bulb, the last step... He thought of a chilling fact: the monster had the ability to split, and it died when exposed to light, and it had created many of its kind in the past.
Wen Shi frowned. When Jian Guangsi was cut, the short animal cry was not because of pain, but a distress signal sent by the mother to the schizont.
Behind him was a monster about to catch up, and in front of him were split bodies. The good news was that the split bodies were relatively weak, and I could just barely see their shadows. The bad news was that they were too dense.
Wen Shi's breathing became rapid, as [One Sword to Alleviate All] only had one last use left.
On the fourth floor, a patient in the fantasy area heard footsteps, came over to take a look, and exclaimed, "Wow!"
Today is indeed a busy day. The annoying doctor is being hunted.
The next second, the expression of watching a show on the patient's face disappeared. The stench of blood in front was getting closer and closer to him. The patient looked at the man walking towards him and began to retreat back to the fantasy area vigilantly.
When Jian Qingrong lightly raised one arm, the patient in the fantasy area was already ready to call his friends.
However, the hand was reaching out towards a dark shadow at the stairs. It was the first time the shadow saw food being delivered to its door, so it reflexively covered it.
The moment the two sides touched, the black shadow strangely turned into white light and disappeared, but the man's hand remained as smooth as before.
Forced purification is the most deadly.
The purification ability that Wen Shi once complained about has now made a qualitative leap.
"Jian Qingrong?!"
When he saw the face clearly, Wen Shi was surprised and happy.
The moment Jian Qingrong's cold gaze met his, the corners of her eyes seemed much softer.
There were too many split bodies and there were pursuers behind them. There was no time to reminisce, so Wen Shi seized the opportunity and ran upwards.
At the moment when the surrounding dark shadows rushed towards Wen Shi, Jian Qingrong stood in the stairwell and gently stroked his palm with his fingertips.
Every blood molecule that bursts out is full of deadly temptation.
The split bodies that were originally going to besiege Wen Shi changed direction after smelling the strong sweet taste and surrounded Jian Qingrong. In a moment, Jian Qingrong seemed to be wrapped in a huge black beehive.
The complexion changes slightly when warm.
No matter how strong the purification ability is, it is limited. If he leads the mother body to Jian Qingrong at this time, the latter may not be able to bear it.
The mother body can hide its breath at any time. Wen Shi is not sure whether the split bodies can do it, but he is still prepared to use [One Sword to Eliminate It] to try to deal with the split bodies surrounding Jian Qingrong.
The little octopus grew bigger, and several tentacles danced behind Wen Shi to prevent the monster from attacking.
"Here it comes." It reminded.
One of the octopus's tentacles was melted off.
"Keep running." A dull voice came from the "Black Hive".
Wen Shi hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to listen to Jian Qingrong and go all the way up.
He had never been to the fifth floor before. It didn't have the natural chill of the third and fourth floors. Instead, the fifth floor was deadly silent. Wen Shi felt very uncomfortable after running in. The corridor on the fifth floor was not long, and he soon ran to the end of one side.
His tense back pressed tightly against the wall, and Wen Shi's Adam's apple rolled slightly.
Seeing that its prey had nowhere to escape, the shrewd creature's irregular body began to tremble with excitement.
This damned prey was like a rabbit, with helpers on every floor. This time, the opponent finally reached a dead end. Jianguangsi vowed to devour the young man's flesh and blood bit by bit in the most cruel way, from skin to bones, leaving no inch behind!
At this moment, all the tentacles of the little octopus were no longer complete, and it turned into a mimicry again, sticking to Wen Shi's shoulder pitifully. Wen Shi's pupils trembled and his cheeks were pale.
His sight was empty, as if he couldn't lock onto the monster and it was farther away.
The colorless and odorless creature that dies in the light spread out its body and surrounded its prey in the helpless eyes.
I'll skin you, tear your bones, and eat you!
If it had been more cautious and looked back in the direction Wen Shi was looking, it would have seen a horrifying scene.
Behind Jianguangsi, a man in a ridiculous pink suit appeared out of nowhere. His hair was a little messy, and his dark eyes were set against his overly cold, pale skin, like a strange stone sculpture. The host held a pen in his hand. He seemed to be able to see Jianguangsi's position and stabbed it straight in with an expressionless face.