I Wasn’t Born Lucky

Chapter 53

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After Tian Ji returned to the real world, it was daylight outside, and he was standing in his high-end apartment.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, took off his gold-rimmed eyes, opened the curtains, opened the windows, and breathed the free air in reality with nostalgia.

Then he opened the task book, first glanced at the evaluation level and rewards he had obtained, then opened the forum, and searched for the name "Sherlock" in it—

Compared with those big cows who often rank in the forefront, the name "Sherlock" is still unpopular, and there are not many posts. Tianji clicked on one of the most popular sharing teammates' posts, and found that the post was really followed by Xia. Locke was occupied.

Tian Ji's eyes stayed on Ye Lingshi's compliment at the time, it turned out that this guy was also hurt by Sherlock.

Zhu Yiting: [My impression of Sherlock is... a big family! Really big family, can his mobile phone fly and you make it? He also has a puppet, and he received a cat in our script. I doubt whether he is a human? He also likes to torture ghosts. I still remember that scarecrow. It was so miserable that he burned it to ashes.]

[Cat slaves came to report, can the dungeon world still accept cats? Why is it that every time I encounter horrible and ugly ghosts?]

[Is it so awesome? I also want to rank him, and I want to experience the feeling of being taken by the big guy qaq.]

Yongchun: [How awesome is he, that is, I always feel that my IQ has been crushed, but in fact, in a good way, we still have a lot of room for improvement, but Sherlock will not have this opportunity.]

[After being abused and abused, I became numb. Later, I changed from "???" to "hee hee hee haha", as if something was broken.]

Tian Ji performed a simple manual exercise on his fingers and started his keyboard man performance. His real name added to Sherlock's reputation. At first, he wanted to control his tone, but for some reason, when he wrote it, it turned into a roar. : [He actually knew Bloody Mary and painted her? Great painter? But I still can't understand why he chose to summon it so calmly, not afraid of this ruthless evil spirit suddenly turning his face? !]

[But he is very powerful, super powerful, he will definitely be in the top ten in the next ranking list, and he may not be able to make it into the top five.]

[? ? The praise from the big boss, is Sherlock really so 6?]

[Want to be ranked.]

[Upstairs 1.]

Xiao Li didn't know what was going on on the forum. After he came back, he got accurate news from the old housekeeper—his unlucky father would come back the day after tomorrow.

The entire villa has now entered an intense cleaning phase, except for a few more Buddha statues in Xu Mei's room, everything has returned to the way it was before Xiao Yuzheng left.

Xiao Li sat back at the table and pondered for a while, and suddenly the WeChat he had placed on the table suddenly lit up, showing a message from Zheng Yi: [Xiao Shen, Xiao Li, I saw it on the forum again you! Did you come out of the copy? Is it the god of heaven this time? I saw he mentioned you in the post hahahaha.]

Xiao Li opened the message: [Just came out, oh? What did he say to me?]

Zheng Yi probably didn't expect that Xiao Li would really ask this time. He looked at what was written in the post, shortened it a bit, and then boasted: "You are amazing, you are the best in the world.]

After replying to Zheng Yi's message, Xiao Li put down the phone. He seemed to have made a decision, and he picked up the pen and asked on the small yellow book: "Is there a regular interval between the two copies?"

Xiao Huangben: [Random.]

"Can I queue again now?" Xiao Li wrote.

He didn't want to see Xiao Yuzheng a little bit, and now he wanted to arrange another dungeon to calm himself down.

Xiao Huangben didn't reply in seconds this time, he hesitantly replied: [You don't want to take a break, play games with your classmates or something?]

"I don't want to." Xiao Li said very decisively this time.

After that, Xiao Huangben didn't say anything else - three seconds later, an employment notice fell from the sky, and it fell into Xiao Li's palm.

[Dear Sir: We are honored to inform you that you have been hired by our company as a new intern. Please bring this resume to our hospital to report at 3:00 this afternoon.]

The signature is "Fenhua Central Hospital".

Xiao Li clenched the notice tightly. Before the transmission arrived, he picked up his mobile phone and entered a simple reply in the dialog box with Zheng Yi: "I've entered the copy, let's chat back."

Zheng Yi: [… ? !]

[Didn't you just come out of the copy? ?]

Xiao Li: [Reality is a bit annoying, go in and relax.]

Zheng Yi: [… … ]

- Relax? Go in the ghost copy to relax? ? How could he not understand this logical relationship? !

Is this the realm of a boss

Zheng Yi didn't wait any longer to reply, Xiao Li had already entered another copy transmission at that time, and after his sight returned to Qingming, the mobile phone had lost the signal.

Xiao Li put the mobile phone back in his pocket, holding the plot introduction page opened by Xiao Huangben in one hand, while looking around.

[Fenhua Central Hospital is the only tertiary hospital in the city, and it is crowded every day. Many guests from far away heard of its reputation and came here to borrow money from thousands of miles away, just to hang up an outpatient number here. The patients here are in an endless stream every day. But suddenly one day, starting from a certain ward of Fenhua Central Hospital, some people said that they had seen creatures that should not have appeared here. With the increase in surgical failure rate, the haunted theory intensified, and eventually the director had to close the hospital.]

[Five years later, a businessman from out of town took a fancy to this hospital. He was going to revive the Fenhua Central Hospital, so he recruited a new group of doctors, that is, you. I hope you can live to the end. Sincere wishes.]

In front of everyone's eyes is the Fenhua Central Hospital.

It is a contiguous building complex with striking signs such as "Inpatient Building", "Outpatient Building", "Emergency Building", etc. The outpatient building is located in the center. It is the tallest and roughly estimated to be at least a dozen stories high. , overlooking the crowd from a height.

In front of the building, stood a group of reincarnators, about twenty people, and the scale was not small. Everyone holds a letter of employment in their hands.

Xiao Li turned his eyes away from the rest of the reincarnators, and looked at the mission under the plot introduction—

[Remaining safe time: three minutes.]

[This mission: 1. Live in Fenhua Central Hospital for five days; 2. Decipher the truth here. You can choose to complete the above tasks, and you will be randomly sent back to the real world after completion.]

In addition, there are hidden tasks that must be done every time. To Xiao Li's surprise, without completing the "kiss me" task, Xiao Huangben actually added two options this time.

[Hidden tasks: 1. Kiss me; 2. Try to fall in love with me; 3. Try to respond to me, the above tasks are optional.]

Xiao Li instinctively speculated on the most obscure hidden task 3: "What do you mean by responding?"

Perhaps due to the relationship between his father in reality, Xiao Li now feels that the dungeon world is really relaxing, and even Xiao Huangben has become more beautiful.

Xiao Huangben gave an example: [For example, when I say I like you, you can also respond to me and say that you like me too.]

Xiao Li asked a counterexample: "If I say I don't like you, is this a response?"

Xiao Huangben: [… not counting.]

Xiao Li pointed this out indifferently: "Then you should change the task: 'Try to promise me'."

Xiao Huangben: [...Unhappy.]

Xiao Li entered the dungeon world again, and in reality, in a corner he didn't know about, someone was staring at him again.

In a quiet room somewhere, a middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged to heal his injuries.

His face was pale, he covered his chest with one hand, and there was a touch of blood on his lips, clearly injured.

If Tan Li and the little black cat were here, they would recognize at a glance that this was the middle-aged man who was downstairs in the Xiao family villa, sacrificed himself for others, and contributed his own ghosts to feed them.

He was obviously healing, and there were bottles and jars next to him. He picked up a bottle of bright red liquid and poured it into himself.

A young man was surrounding him, and he said, "I didn't expect that when you also stumbled, even the ghosts of your life were eaten by people. How could there be such a powerful existence in this city?"

"Unfathomable." The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes and wiped out the bitter taste in his mouth, "That female ghost is very spiritual, it doesn't look like she has been wiped out, and it is also very evolvable, no I know where the seniors made it."

"Master?" The young man showed a strange look, "But according to what I found, it was Xiao's house, owned by a wealthy businessman surnamed Xiao, and his wife and children lived in it."

He threw out a stack of photos and threw them at the middle-aged man's feet: "The window you described belongs to his second son Xiao Li, you are old enough to be someone else's father!"

The middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes. He picked up the photos on the ground, flipped through them one by one, and said, "Impossible!"

"There's nothing impossible, that's the truth." The young man narrowed his eyes and said slowly with a threatening tone, "And there hasn't been any high-level contacts with their family recently, so Ye Huwei—your ghost, really Was it swallowed? Or did you put it somewhere else?"

"If you don't believe me, you can go over there and try it out." The middle-aged man looked gloomy and uncertain, he put the photo back, "You'll know what I said is true and false then."

The young man snorted coldly: "I will naturally go over there. As for you, Ye Huwei, it's not good for you to do things well, so go and receive the punishment yourself."