If Jian Qingrong knew Wen Shi's high praise for him and his evaluation of his strong self-control, he would lose his current confidence.
This good teacher he mentioned would not understand the truth but would want to beat him to death with a cane instead.
Jian Qingrong was still seriously thinking about the feasibility of the plan. In the previous call, Wen Shi explained in detail that no matter how big the noise was later, he should not appear in front of Ao.
Ao can be all-out with patients, but he's passive when it comes to players. Hospital rules prohibit the director from resorting to absolute violence, but now that this restriction has been relaxed, Ao is ready to send Wen Shi and his group of annoying interns on their way with his music.
The hand that the monster needs to use must be cut off from the intern. Ao will not do such a small thing personally. He only needs to wait halfway and replace it from the nurse's hand.
But you can't just kill the nurse...
"We need help."
Jian Qingrong set his sights on the host, who was good at brainwashing and creating illusions. His actual deception ability was much stronger than the "pen" he had sent out. It was just right for the host to deal with the nurse.
Closing his eyes, Jian Qingrong's body turned into countless dense dark particles, some of which were the negative energy carried by the shadow.
In the deadly chaotic black fog, every component of the body became a building block that could be disassembled at will. The soul was the core of the Lord of Terror, which was also the reason why he left his important organs in his clone and cheated the game.
Jian Qingrong extracted some of the energy from the black fog to prevent Ao from succumbing to the temptation of devouring flesh and blood.
Then, at his will, the black fog condensed into the shape of a hand. Jian Qingrong walked outside the makeshift workshop and, using the pollution source, controlled the hand to knock on the door. The host, struggling to write, looked up. A fuzzy, insane black fog was gathering outside the door, and the pale, severed hand was knocking on it.
"…"
The host thought silently that staying up late and working overtime would indeed bring misfortune.
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Even more unfortunate was Wen Shi, who had already entered the operating room under the guidance of Tu Bianxi.
The area inside is larger than expected, proving that what Tu Bianxi said about there being a lot of nurses during every operation is true. This room is large enough to accommodate more than a dozen people.
Except for the space around the operating table which seemed to be separated, the rest was all shrouded in red light. The red was similar to the color of freshly slaughtered livestock, oily and bright red, and the faint fishy smell in the air seemed to be amplified.
Wen Shi frowned. Apart from some basic surgical equipment, there was only a very small cabinet that was nowhere to hide anyone.
If you absolutely must choose a sneak attack, you can only use one method: invisibility items and blocking your aura. However, the game has very strict restrictions on invisibility items. They only target dungeon NPCs, and their effectiveness is too powerful to affect anyone below the True Spirit level. Therefore, most of them have very short effectiveness and a cooldown period.
Wen Shi's [Small Cape] was an exception, as it could be used in conjunction with higher-level items of the same type, and the maximum duration would still not exceed five minutes. The same was true for the higher-level items owned by Yu Xingzhou and his companions.
Tu Bianxi had anticipated what would happen, and his tone was tinged with sarcasm: "So I say, wanting to kill someone during surgery is wishful thinking."
He was only responsible for leading the way. The lighting in the corridor today was unusual, a rainbow of light that made Tu Bianxi wonder if the director himself was about to undergo surgery. Not wanting to participate in the player's dangerous reincarnation mission, he made an excuse: "The lack of patients in the ward might cause alarm. I'm going back now."
Wen Shi did not stop him.
As soon as Tu Bianxi left, the others spoke even more without restraint.
Song Yan was the first to break the silence: "Is the plan still going on?"
The lack of any hiding spots meant they could only attack at the outset of the operation. This wasn't a proper operating room, lacking even a laminar flow system, and the transplant was certainly not very sophisticated. Ao, being a monster, was only temporarily using someone else's hands, so the operation could be shortened even further.
But I'm afraid it's difficult to shorten it to five minutes.
Wen Shi nodded: "Wait until three or four minutes, even if the transplant process hasn't started yet, we have to take action."
They only have one chance to attack, then run away.
To the players, the boss is like an unshakable behemoth. Now that Ao has lost half of his heart and his strength has been greatly reduced, they must use the "Law of Lingchi" to further weaken his opponent's power, just like how they would treat someone who would die when exposed to the light.
Any harm done is beneficial.
The light turned further red, and the light on the operating table suddenly lit up automatically, and the whole room seemed to turn into the belly of a beast.
Soon, the sound of a medical cart echoed down the corridor. Several people exchanged glances, their gazes fixed on the operating room door. As the footsteps approached and stopped, they instantly became invisible and applied aura-masking props.
The door of the operating room was completely opened, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.
The first thing that came into view was a cart, followed by thin nurses who came in one after another, followed by several fat nurses holding electric batons.
Having completed two high-difficulty dungeons, Song Yan had no shortage of points for purchasing items. The items he had just ordered were the most valuable currently on sale. Even though he was certain he was invisible, he was still a little nervous seeing so many NPCs at once.
The four of them tried to stand as close to the corner as possible to avoid contact with the nurses. Wen Shi counted the number of people and found that there were fifteen nurses in total, nine of whom were responsible for the deep areas on a daily basis.
Even though I was mentally prepared, my eyebrows couldn't help but jump.
Not realizing the corner was full of people, Ao lay down on the operating table with a gloomy face. He was in a very bad mood, and he was very angry when dealing with the awakened ghost patient.
The thin nurse neatly prepared the instruments needed for the operation.
Thirty seconds passed and there was still no sign of the operation starting.
The atmosphere in the operating room was very strange at this moment. The nurse stood there expressionlessly, motionless, with no sign of operating.
The air was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Wen Shi and others held their breath, not daring to breathe normally.
In the property panel, the validity period of the invisible item is almost one minute.
Just as everyone was becoming increasingly anxious, the door of the operating room finally opened again, and a flurry of chaotic footsteps was heard outside.
The thin nurse by the door asked sternly, "What's taking so long?"
The fat nurse was carrying a freezer box filled with a fresh severed wrist. The confusion in her expression was obscured by the red light of the operating room.
The thin nurse came over and took the freezer from her hand. The fat nurse wanted to stop her and reflexively tightened the handle, but the next second her body was controlled by her brain consciousness. A voice in her mind kept telling her, "This is the hand. Hand the thing over."
The fat nurse loosened her fingers and watched the thin nurse take away the freezer and take out the severed wrist.
Brainwashed by the host's deceptive power, the fat nurse stood aside in a daze.
The moment he saw the severed hand, Wen Shi's eyes narrowed dangerously in the corner.
It was a pale and slender hand, so perfect that it looked more like a model.
Jian Qingrong originally had a desire to survive, and when he condensed the black mist into the shape of a hand, he wanted to construct an ordinary hand. However, considering that his pianist opponent was subconsciously picky, he was worried that Ao would look down on him if he made any mistakes, so he didn't make any changes.
Wen Shi's sixth sense had never been so strong. From the first moment he saw this hand, a name immediately popped up in his mind.
There are many beautiful hands, but such beautiful and powerful fingers are rare. Even Ao showed a bit of obsession and satisfaction.
Wen Shi recalled his conversations with Jian Qingrong, in which he had repeatedly brought up the subject of Ao, seemingly intrigued by the pianist's identity. The corners of his lips curled up, and his eyes, devoid of a smile, were icy cold.
Crunch.
Song Yan was stunned. Where did the grinding sound come from?
Crunch.
Song Yan was very surprised. Was it a mouse?
The nurse's attention was now completely focused on her hands and she didn't hear the slightest sound.
The grinding sound disappeared quickly. Song Yan, who had always been close to Wen Shi, felt a chill that was even colder than a cold wind, and subconsciously took a step to the side.
Wen Shi quietly added an invisibility item and poked Yu Xingzhou next to him. Li Nan, who was farther away, looked over.
Wen Shi used mouth shape to remind: Don't put your hands on the attack later.
It would be best if the hand transplant could be successful.
Everyone has blind spots, just like a rigorous game never considers emotional factors, missing the best opportunity to distinguish between the Lord of Terror's clone and the original. Wen Shi was the opposite. If he were in a body full of pollution, he would definitely think of this method first, but when it came to Jian Qingrong, he didn't think in that direction at all.
Now seeing this hand, Wen Shi immediately understood what the other party wanted to do.
"I'll settle the score with you later." Anyone who saw Wen Shi's expression at this moment would feel their scalp tingling.
The operation finally began.
Ao took off the hook and placed it on the part closest to his side.
Contrary to expectations, the nurse didn't need to do anything. The light from the operating room's lamp transformed into long, scarlet threads resembling nematodes, connecting the hand and the severed wrist. All unfilled dents were filled with red threads. Something was clearly wriggling in the subcutaneous tissue, the "red nematodes" carrying out the remaining repairs.
Song Yan's face turned pale and he felt a strong sense of nausea. He found it hard to imagine what the consequences would be if he turned into a small mirror and hid inside the operating light... That was the source of the large area of red lines.
No wonder hospitals don't need too many formal doctors. Nurses are enough to operate the terrifying treatment equipment, and surgeries don't require doctors to perform. This position is like a figment of the imagination.
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The invisible props that Song Yan bought from the game mall could not compare to the rare props of others. He made a gesture to indicate that time was running out.
Wen Shi and the others had only about half a minute more time than him, and their eyes were fixed on Ao one after another.
On the operating table, Ao's narrow eyes remained sharp. The operation was not pleasant. His muscles were always tense, especially the final repair process which was very difficult.
Yu Xingzhou made a gesture of wiping his neck and started the three-second countdown before attacking.
Since they were not planning to disrupt the transplant surgery, they focused their attack on the heart and brain.
Three, two... the last finger was bent, and the three of them attacked at the same time!
Song Yan didn't have any powerful weapons, so he manipulated the reflection of light slightly, causing some trouble for the nurse's vision.
Yu Xingzhou produced a strange iron ruler. Wen Shi, and even Li Nan, had never seen his weapon before. Upon contact with the air, the ruler turned translucent, leaving only a faint glimpse of the scale lines. The ruler stretched out like a long bridge, each millimeter-long mark like a shark's tooth, leaping out from its surface and surging in one direction.
Li Nan's weapon looked quite standard, a silver gun that only required pulling the trigger from a distance.
Wen Shi also took out the [Aoki Sword] and slashed it in the air.
The moment the three forces combined and the air began to ripple, Aobi reacted faster than any of the nurses. He suddenly jumped up from the operating table and sat up. The sound squeezed from his throat set off a fierce storm, surrounding the force rushing towards him.
Wen Shi had once witnessed the Earl's sonic attack power during a battle between him and Ao. A roar nearly caused him to bleed from all seven orifices. Fortunately, the two forces now clashed, and the reaction wasn't as intense.
The sword energy dissipated most of the sound waves.
In terms of pure strength, Ao was truly formidable, exceeding Wen Shi and the others' expectations. In their view, without half a heart, Ao's strength would be halved.
Now it seems too naive.
The scale and the bullet were all stopped half a foot outside the chest cavity, with no way to move forward any further.
Ao is equally naive!
There was a sound of something light falling to the ground.
When being attacked, Ao used almost all of his strength to protect his heart and hands. This was an instinctive reaction.
If you hit a snake at its most vulnerable part, the snake will also know how to protect itself at that part.
This directly resulted in other parts of his body that he was not guarding against being hit hard.
Song Yan covered his open mouth. The shock of witnessing this scene was quite great.
Linan's [Money Clears the Way] would have a time lag, and in the best case scenario, several people would have escaped injured. After all, Ao had already locked onto the direction of the attack, and so had the nurse, so they were inevitably going to take some damage.
But now, after Ao lowered his head, his mind went blank for a few seconds, and the eyes of more than a dozen nurses with expressionless faces widened at the same time.
"!"
Who wouldn't be shocked to see the dean being castrated with their own eyes?
"What are you daydreaming about?"
Li Nan pulled Wen Shi and dragged him into the escape route opened by Jinqian.
They all couldn't understand why Wen Shi, the culprit, was surprised at this time.
"Oh..." Wen Shi came back to his senses: "I used the wrong move!"
To attack the heart, one must, of course, utilize the ultimate power of swordsmanship, and [One Sword Flattening] always involves a straight line attack between two points. However, he was used to using this move, and just now he struck it subconsciously.
A long and magnificent road paved with money unfolded before his eyes. Every coin emitted a shining light, and the scarlet lights of the operating room were forced to fade suddenly.
As long as they are not confirmed to be patients, players can communicate with each other through props. Li Nan had previously contacted Ji Yuanzhi, and after knowing the other party's location, he set the teleportation point outside Wen Shi's office.
Money paves the way with one click, and the transmission begins successfully.
Wen Shi's gaze was still fixed on the pool of stained blood on the ground. He couldn't believe that among the four people, he was the only one who successfully injured a *boss.
The bloodstains became blurred. Unlike the traditional dark teleportation space, this time the golden light shone brightly.
When he was able to open his eyes again, Wen Shi was already standing in front of the familiar office.
There was suddenly a person behind him, and the Seven Commandments President was startled. When he saw that it was a player, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He immediately inquired about the situation: "How is it going over there? Was the operation successful?"
"No, but we did hurt Ao," Wen Shi said in a nice way, "The key point is that we destroyed his sanity."
Now Ao probably has the determination to die together. In a sense, monsters without reason are a little easier to fight.
President Qi Commandments asked further questions in detail.
Wen Shi pursed his lips. Even if he didn't say anything, Ao would be able to see it with his own eyes when he came over.
As an avid fan, Song Yan took the initiative to protect Wen Shi's reputation: "We adopted the strategy of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. The two presidents will focus on attacking the heart to distract the dean's attention, and the rest of us will attack from three directions."
After some beautification, Li Nan and Yu Xingzhou were dragged into the matter, as if this matter had been discussed by everyone beforehand.
The Seven Commandments leader was still a little confused and didn't react for a moment: "Dirty tricks?"
How many times?
Song Yan's chilling gaze shifted to the crotch of the Seven Commandments president.
"Damn it..." The president of the Seven Commandments thought of something, squeezed his legs together and his expression suddenly changed.
What a great trick!