Compared to the prop [pen] delivered by the game, the one in the host's hand was more like a chisel with a terrifying blade on the end. The dullness and sharpness were contradictory and mixed together. As his hand, raised high, fell, it firmly and fiercely nailed into the monster's body.
One of the little octopus's tentacles had just grown a little, and it subconsciously protected Wen Shi's heart. From its perspective, the tip was completely facing them.
Its worries are apparently a bit unnecessary.
Puff—
The pen pierced into the invisible flesh, and a strong stench spread from the holes in the monster's body before the blood did. Wen Shi held his breath and turned his face away, just avoiding the black chimpanzee blood that was spraying towards his eyes.
The host did not just pull out the weapon, but slashed it with a stroke. The instant it was exposed to the light, it was like a mottled wall, and a piece of tissue fell off again.
However, the monster's body was exactly like water falling on the ground, and it was difficult to hit the fatal part with one blow. In severe pain, Jianguangsi dragged his body and suddenly stuck to the side wall to avoid it. It was also at this time that he saw clearly that there was someone behind him... a man in a pink suit holding a strange weapon.
Who is this
I racked my brains but couldn't figure out when there was one more person in the hospital.
I don't know that the host has a great relationship with Ao.
It is so bloodthirsty that Ao only lets it out when an intern arrives, and it is basically locked up in the dean's office. It can escape with some effort, but it is not necessary, as only fresh blood and flesh can stimulate its devouring ability.
With the arrival of players in the past two days, Jianguangsi became excited again.
"Thank you, thank you." As one of the true resentful players, he leaned against the wall with one hand and stood up awkwardly. Now Wen Shi had only one thought in his mind: If you want to know the future, just do good things.
People really need to do more good deeds. The efforts made by the host in the last copy were finally rewarded.
Jianguangsi used an invisible flesh membrane to seal his blood vessels to ensure that his breath did not leak out, while trying to find a way to evacuate.
As he was moving along the crack in the wall, Jian Guangsi was terrified and thought he was dead, but then he saw that the man in the pink suit never looked in his direction and suddenly stopped.
He can't see me?!
Jian Guangsi tentatively moved closer and confirmed that the host did not react. Suddenly, a strong sense of joy surged in his heart. Although he did not know how the previous attack was successful, it was obvious that the other party did not know his position now.
Seeing that the host did not launch a second round of attacks, Wen Shi was also stunned, and thought of the same thing as seeing the light and dying. He immediately became alert and warned: "Be careful!"
In the blink of an eye, Jianguangsi had already crawled out from the ground, and the sole of the host's leather shoes was half melted.
Two consecutive serious injuries made Jianguangsi unable to use his penetrating ability to devour, and he could only wolf it down roughly.
A strong white light flashed.
Those who love light the most will die when exposed to it. When this light appeared, their movements involuntarily paused for a second.
The host took a step back during the brief break and poked the pen towards the ground.
The pen teleported to the side, and the pen also moved with it. At this time, the host seemed to be able to see it again.
Wen Shi, the rescued outsider, finally saw what was going on.
There was a photographer hiding at the junction of the ceiling and the wall, with a cold camera pointed downwards, and a dark camera was sticking out of the door not far away. The host had headphones on his ears so he could receive information at any time.
"We are a team." The host said as the pen poked out black liquid again.
In this world, the most powerful people are always those who commit crimes in groups.
Wen Shi and the monster agreed that the subject to be protected was the journalist team. In fact, he did not think much about it at the time, but subconsciously he said it without thinking. Even Wen Shi himself later forgot the subject he emphasized.
Looking at the camera crew, after the initial surprise passed, Wen Shi became curious whether the host had found a new sponsor. He had destroyed all the old cameras, and purchasing a new set of equipment was not cheap.
The equipment used by the program team should not be underestimated. The "supernatural drone" that can even shoot back in time is the best example.
The camera captured a blurry trajectory, and the photographer reported the location to the host in real time. The exposed skin was subjected to the torture of slow slicing, and was peeled off piece by piece.
Wen Shi turned his head and asked the little octopus on his shoulder: "Is it not good for me to do nothing?"
There was the invisible mother and the dense schizonts. It seemed that he had nothing to do except running for such a difficult task. Looking back, it was like a relay race. Every time he arrived at a place, he passed the baton and it would naturally be passed to the next athlete.
It's simply depravity.
The little octopus thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you just shout "Come on!" and I'll shout with you... "Come on!"
This also counts as talking.
"That makes sense." Wen Shi agreed with it, "The rules shouldn't classify you as mentally retarded."
The little octopus agreed with this.
In fact, Wen Shi did play a certain role. Jian Guangsi was injured by Yijian Pingzhi, and was influenced by the mentally retarded area, which provided great convenience for the host's monster killing process.
The black liquid on the ground was almost flowing to Wen Shi's feet. His injuries were too severe, and he was finally unable to conceal his breath. There was only a palm-sized ball of black air left, barely gasping for breath.
Wen Shi went up with the Qingmu sword and asked the host: "Can I come?"
The host nodded.
Wen Shi looked at the pet that made him extremely embarrassed and raised his arm cruelly.
Jian Guangsi shouted desperately, but all his split bodies were dealing with Jian Qingrong below, and he could not protect himself at the moment, and could not call for help.
"You have no one above you, but I do." After Wen Shi finished speaking, he dropped the sword without any hesitation.
Strange cries similar to those of wild monkeys rang out in the corridor.
There was no need for sword skills at all. Just like slaughtering a tied-up animal, Wen Shi's long sword directly pierced the monster's heart. He raised his hand and stabbed the sword, and he continued to poke several holes nearby. In different blood holes, black and red blood burst out like fountains. In addition to the monster's own heart, there was also the dean's heart.
The strange cry became weaker and hoarse until it disappeared.
Wen Shi half-knelt down and personally dissected out the scarlet-red organs.
"You have obtained another heart that was hidden from the public. The current collection task is 5/6."
Jian Qingrong can increase his strength by absorbing the torso of the Mermaid King. Wen Shi originally wanted to try whether the Ao heart hidden in Jianguangsi's body could have the same effect, but he never expected to suddenly receive a prompt sound.
The remaining part of the body turned into black water after it died in the light. Wen Shi hurriedly searched in the smelly liquid and found a black heart the size of a fingernail that did not turn into water.
"You have obtained the heart that dies in the light. The current collection task is 6/6."
"Special mission - Dean's pet completed."
"The [Little Cape] status bar has been updated."
[Small cloak: Concealing breath 50, keeping warm 50, can be invisible for two minutes per day, can switch size freely according to the user's status. ]
The cloak and the light-destroying prop both have similar stealth abilities. The game does not issue separate stealth props, but instead continues to use the original props.
"Special mission - killing one-half of the deans has been completed."
"Congratulations, you are one step closer to becoming the dean."
Today's system prompt sound is like leeks, one crop after another comes after one is cut.
"You have reached the fifth floor. Congratulations on triggering the curse of this floor."
"Please find a way to break the curse within forty-eight hours."
“…” What’s there to be happy about
Wen Shi suddenly looked at the host, whose skin was very white. But it was not the exaggerated whiteness that was painted with rouge and powder before. His skin felt like marble, stiff and cold, and ready to crack at any time.
The camera crew hiding in the dark are all in similar positions, like stone sculptures.
Compared to before, the host talks a lot less, which is probably related to his current state of being cursed.
He nodded expressionlessly.
The host is much more resilient than Wen Shi. He has persisted for a long time after being cursed, but it is estimated that he can only last two or three days at most.
After three seconds of silence, Wen Shi patted his chest and said, "I, Aaron, will take care of it."
"... Let's go down first." After making such a bold statement, his face quickly fell. The disgusting black water on the ground made him dizzy and his body couldn't stand holding his breath.
In the past, Jianguangsi had eaten many people. These were the accumulated corpse fluids that had been fermenting in the shadows for years and could even be equivalent to mild toxins.
On the fourth floor stairwell, it was clearly the same species, but Jian Qingrong did not leave any stains when dealing with the surrounding split bodies.
All purification is completed silently.
The several patients he brought out from the rift zone had suffered varying degrees of injuries during the cross-zone process, and extreme exploitation might arouse a rebellious psychology.
After last night, Jian Qingrong's strength was a little overdrawn.
Earlier, he had seen the process of Jianguangsi devouring the octopus tentacles, and was sure that it was a monster that was very good at hiding. Wen Shi's blood and qi were insufficient, and he was already showing signs of fatigue from over-borrowing. According to Jian Qingrong's estimation, the sword could only be used once in a short period of time. If he could not aim and kill the monster in one go, and was surrounded by the remaining split bodies, the situation would be very passive.
The best way is to split the troops into two groups.
Jian Qingrong learned from the patients that the reporters who broke in were sent to the fifth floor, and that more than one person was sent there.
Compared to the monsters on the fourth floor and the restless patients in the fantasy area, Wen Shi’s way out is upstairs.
At this moment, some flesh and blood had corroded on Jian Qingrong's right wrist, and there were still a few scattered split bodies left to be dealt with.
A cold snort came from upstairs: "Useless thing."
After despising Jian Qingrong, the little octopus stood on Wen Shi's shoulder and waved his tentacles: "Lead a charge and save people."
None of the NPCs had a good temper. The host's eyes slowly fell on the rampant tentacle.
From the tone of the little octopus's speech, Wen Shi seriously suspected that the other party had read some bad literature recently. Unfortunately, now was not the time to interrogate him with tricks, so Wen Shi quickly explained in a low voice: "It just came out of the mentally retarded area."
The host chose to forgive a moron.
"Please help my friend."
The NPC has a bad temper but is courteous. Wen Shi also saved the camera crew, and the host doesn't mind helping the partner he cares about.
The pen poked at each black shadow with ease. The split bodies were much easier to deal with than the parent body. As the empty pen tip scribbled, some black stains appeared on the ground.
After the split body was cleaned up, Wen Shi spread out his two palms, looked at Jian Qingrong and tilted his head: "Do you like any of them?"
A heart in each hand.
Although Ao's heart was only half, it was much larger and was almost pierced into a sieve.
Jian Qingrong took a look and shook his head slightly.
Ao's source of power seems to be out of the ordinary, the heart is just his weakness, there is nothing of value to absorb.
Upon hearing this, Wen Shi asked everyone to accompany him to District XX.
When passing by the fantasy area and witnessing the process of the split body being dealt with, the patients at the door hesitated for a moment and did not take the initiative to cause trouble.
After passing through the fantasy area, Wen Shi stopped in front of a ward door. He asked Jian Qingrong and others to wait outside, knocked on the door three times, and walked in directly.
Patient No. 233 in the ward's eyes moved slightly after seeing the "intruder".
His hands were covered in sticky blood, but there was no trace of murderous intent on his body, so it was difficult to tell the other party's true purpose.
Wen Shi calmly placed half of the heart on the bedside table and introduced it, "This belongs to the dean."
He threw the other heart that died in the light into the trash can. Then Wen Shi took out a wet tissue without asking, and wiped the blood stains on his fingers in a perverted way.
"I said I would kill the dean, and the promise I made is always true and valid." The young man's mouth slowly pulled out a smile, and for a moment he looked like a human and a devil.
I can't hold on to this disgusting organ for so long in vain. Now that I'm here, it wouldn't be right if I didn't try it out before leaving.
An elegant and perverted image would help him gain opportunities to communicate with patients on a relatively equal footing. If he was lucky, he could even get some clues about the fifth floor.
While Wen Shi was organizing the team battle, the team-building team was still riding in a super luxurious carriage on their way to the team-building location.
Ao was extremely stingy when it came to the hospital. He was not even willing to pay for renovating the floor tiles. However, he did a great job in saving his own face and always traveled in an expensive carriage.
When Wen Shi was just finishing the game, he had the opportunity to experience this once on the way back to the hospital from the castle. The carriage that the player was riding in now was several times larger and more luxurious than the one he had ridden that day.
"I don't know what the situation is like in the hospital." Ji Yuanzhi frowned slightly: "Pei Wenwei, as the trigger of the copy, has the most innate advantages, but in the end he has a harder time than anyone else."
Thinking of Wen Shi fighting alone, Song Yan was nervous: "Is there any way to end the team building early so that we can go back and help?"
As soon as I asked the question, I felt it was unrealistic. There is a rule in the hospital's regulations: On the day of team building, you are not allowed to be absent or leave early without reason.
This is an iron rule.
In the same carriage, the president of the Seven Commandments, whose hypnosis effect had already ended, hoped that the cross would bless Pei Wenwei and allow him to die early and be reborn.
He made the sign of the cross on his chest, but before he finished the second stroke, the carriage suddenly shook heavily.
The horse was startled and let out a sharp neigh, and the players in the car bumped into the car board.
The carved carriage roof in front of him was flipped over. Ao spat out a mouthful of blood. In his extreme anger, he couldn't even control the leakage of his own power.
"Aaron!" The angry roar shook the earth: "Damn it, it must be him, it must be him!"
Ao has begun to speak incoherently.
The dull pain in his chest reminded him that half of his heart had been damaged.
The only people left in the hospital were patients, a handful of nurses and one doctor.
It is impossible for a patient to suddenly attack his pet, and even less for a nurse. Every time there is a team-building day, Ao will leave a living person alone, so-called on duty, but in fact it is to satisfy the desire of the tongue that will die in the public eye.
Even if there are ten thousand impossibilities, the only one who would kill Jianguangsi is that humble ant.
He wished he could turn into an arrow and fly back to the hospital, but Ao had no way to go back and violate hospital rules. The anger that had nowhere to vent turned the power in his body into turbulence, and the cows in the farmland beside the road were caught in the crossfire. Their blood vessels were cut by the airflow, and the blood just splattered into the carriage where Song Yan and others were sitting. The president of the Seven Commandments, who was sitting by the window, had his face covered in blood.
"Ahh! I will kill you, I will kill you—"
The deafening roar from the front continued, mixed with the sound of horse hooves. Many players looked grim. Spending most of the day on team building with such a madman was simply a matter of life and death.
Yu Xingzhou promptly took out the syringe given by the nurse when he changed jobs and injected it into the frightened horse that was about to run for its life.
Before this, he had never thought that tranquilizers would be used in this place.
The horse pulling the carriage was forcibly pacified. After solving the problem, Yu Xingzhou put away the props, looked at Ji Yuanzhi and said lightly: "Don't just pity Pei Wenwei, pity us too."
"… "
(End of this chapter)