Ao was going crazy outside, causing trouble for the players in the car.
Li Nan and Yu Xingzhou focused on different things: "It's only an hour before we get out."
So the question is, how can Pei Wenwei kill Jianguangsi alone within an hour? After two seconds of silence, he rationally crossed out the word "alone".
The dean looked terrifying when he went crazy, but his breath was much weaker, and his beard was covered with sticky blood. Ji Yuanzhi straightened his glasses that had just been distorted by the turbulence and made a prediction: "The game will soon issue a task to completely kill the dean."
Ao's mental state is already very unstable, and he has lost control as a dungeon boss. Keeping him alive is not conducive to the game mechanism.
Either he dies or the player dies.
Ji Yuanzhi suddenly looked at the president of the Seven Commandments.
The president, who had previously prayed for Wen Shi to die a bad death, sneered and said four words: "The overall situation is more important."
He still understands this principle.
Once there is a mission to kill the dean, he certainly won't backstab him at that time. Killing the most dangerous NPC is conducive to ensuring the stability of the copy and his own safety.
President Qijie hated Wen Shi so much that his teeth itched. He had been working hard to become a formal member yesterday, but today he was forced to join the team that was trying to kill the dean.
Ji Yuanzhi looked at the seemingly particularly "considerate" President of the Seven Commandments, retracted the dark light in his narrow eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking.
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Hospital, fourth floor, area XX.
The bloody heart was placed on the bedside table. Wen Shi said shamelessly: "This is just the beginning. Before the end of tomorrow, I will also take away the other half of the dean's life."
Anyway, the mission was arranged like this, a life-and-death fight, and he only needed to use this incident to create his own image.
At present, this method seems to be very effective. Ao can no longer show up in public, but his identity as the dean gives him a kind of authority. The fact that Wen Shi dares to challenge or even destroy this authority is enough to make patients look at him differently.
After making sure that Patient No. 233 looked at him with less contempt, Wen Shi threw out his real purpose: "What's so special about the fifth floor?"
Patient No. 233 spoke about something else. He sat on the bedside, and the smile in the eyes of a daytime sex addict was not very strong: "You seem to be very good at telling others to do things."
The crazy doctor was able to do so smoothly, I think the reporter played an important role. The patient glanced at the door, suddenly grabbed the white coat and pulled Wen Shi in front of him. Jian Qingrong frowned outside the door. Before he came in, No. 233 whispered to Wen Shi: "The fifth floor is a good place to hide men."
He raised his eyebrows frivolously: "Do you understand? Little socialite."
Pushing the other person away coldly and hard, Wen Shi straightened his clothes, as if he was smoothing out the wrinkles on the outer hexagram, or as if he was dusting off, as if the place where he was caught was very dirty.
"Thank you very much."
He turned around and said to Jian Qingrong, "Let's go."
No. 233 did not explicitly say anything about the curse on the fifth floor, but he did hint that most people were unwilling to go to the fifth floor, most likely including Ao and the nurse.
Jian Qingrong's escape from the deep area was equivalent to a prison break, and he could not escape the hospital's search at all.
Ignoring the fact that there was a curse, the fifth floor was actually a great hiding place.
Wen Shi's eyes flickered. It seemed that the fifth level of curse covered everyone equally.
In the memory fragment, Aorang kept splitting up when he saw the light, and claimed that the helper who was looking for something had found another helper. A place like the fifth floor, which was entangled in a curse, would be most appropriately explored by the split body.
The important item that the game asked me to find on the fifth day might also be hidden here.
After leaving the deep area, Wen Shi talked with the host for a while.
"There's nothing useful there," said the host, who had been on the fifth floor for some time. "There's only some information about the first dean."
The host initially stayed alive for a while longer, using the excuse of wanting to admire the dean, and unexpectedly received Wen Shi's rescue. Later, the patient directly threw him to the fifth floor, under the pretext of getting to know the dean better while writing a report.
The photographer in the back handed over some photos, which were the materials they had taken. Wen Shi took them and looked at them, but didn't find any information worth paying attention to. They were all newspaper interviews with his father a long time ago, telling about Frank's founding philosophy.
In order to ensure that nothing was missed, Wen Shi personally went to the fifth floor, and Jian Qingrong also came along. As for the curse, neither side cared much about it, as they would have to come here sooner or later.
There are only two rooms on the entire floor. Apart from the unique color of the door, which is pink, similar to the color of the host's suit, there is nothing else.
The information in the room was consistent with what the cameraman had taken, so Wen Shi finished the exploration quickly. There was a photo of his father being interviewed in the newspaper on the table, so he took it with him when he left as a souvenir. When he went out, he saw Jian Qingrong standing by the wall, looking like he was facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes.
"What's wrong?"
“This wall gives me a weird feeling.”
Wen Shi walked over and looked at the same place as him. The wall was covered with long and thin cracks. From the ceiling to the ground, there were densely packed cracks. If you stared at it for a long time, you would always have a subtle feeling that something would come out of the gaps.
He closed his eyes and looked away. The feeling just now made Wen Shi feel as if he had returned to the previous copy. When his sanity value dropped, he would have a similar absurd illusion.
"Where could the source of the curse be?"
Wen Shi subconsciously picked up the newspaper, looked at the unkempt man on it, and fell into distress.
Sweeping the interview dialogue, which particularly emphasized professionalism, Wen Shi couldn't help but laugh: "Speaking of professionalism, no one can burn themselves out more than the host."
A room on the fifth floor was cleaned up as a workshop, and the host, who had not yet resolved the curse, was still leading his team to write scripts there.
“Commonality.”
"Um?"
Glancing at the photo in the newspaper, Jian Qingrong suddenly mentioned another thing, "I saw a photo in the Rift Zone. In addition to your adoptive father, there were also patients, two true spirits, and a mosaic."
Then Jian Qingrong talked about his speculations about the original body and the clone.
"I tried to call you at night to let you know." Jian Qingrong glanced at the little octopus that was clinging to Wen Shi's shoulder and refused to move. His right eye looked at his left eye with endless coldness: "The line has been busy."
After the little octopus changed back to its mimicry, Wen Shi put the receiver into his backpack. It spread its freed tentacles and said, "Yes, that's right, it's me." Finally, it asked, "How?"
Wen Shi: “…”
"Someone did a divination for me not long ago, and the result was just five words: whole and part." In order to save the little octopus, Wen Shi changed the subject in time and leaned against the wall with his arms folded. "Combining the existing information, it is not a philosophical question at all. It only needs to be understood literally."
Boss Mei's words "commonality" and the image of Zhen Ling reading a philosophy book in the hospital made him think differently.
What's important is not the whole, but the part that stays with him, which is the biggest help. There is a key in the belly of the wandering corpse. Song Yan was the first to notice the fact that everyone had become smaller during the night shift, and the host was killed on sight.
The last one might be an accident. I’m afraid even the true spirits didn’t anticipate the outcome.
The room suddenly became quiet.
After a while, Jian Qingrong turned his head and asked softly, "It's a wonderful feeling, isn't it?"
"Do you know what prompts I received when I first came to this strange world and came into contact with monsters?"
Jian Qingrong asked in cooperation: "What?"
Wen Shi repeated every word, even imitating the mechanical voice perfectly: "This game is dedicated to promoting truth, kindness and beauty."
The game likes to torture players with human considerations. Now think about it, all the options it gives are not for the final decision, but for the choices at the beginning and in the process. Wen Shi raised his eyes and looked at Jian Qingrong. This is also a choice.
I chose to give up the task of deleting the files, causing my already deviated destiny to run wild.
Unable to find more favorable clues, tonight would definitely be another sleepless night, so Wen Shi chose to go back to the office to catch up on some sleep.
Half of the hospital staff went for team building. He slept very soundly and didn’t know how much time had passed. When he woke up, it was drizzling outside.
The lazy eyelids opened completely after seeing the three figures opposite.
The door had been repaired and the broken glass on the floor had been cleaned up.
A thin man, a black shadow without eyes or limbs, and an octopus were standing in one place. Raindrops drifted in obliquely, hitting their faces, and the scene was a little weird.
Jian Qingrong was the first to speak and break the silence: "You have two choices, get back into your eye sockets, or stay outside and let my brain watch you."
If the brain was there, some of its attention would be diverted away. If it returned to the eye sockets, the will would be unified. The little octopus used its tentacles to calculate and felt that the latter was more cost-effective.
There is no such thing as dividing the world into three parts.
It was used to playing pitiful. Its large eyes under the mimicry showed its weakness to the extreme. It stared at Wen Shi infatuatedly and said, "I'll come out to keep you company when you need me."
After leaving the deep area secretly, it is safer to return to the main body and move around together.
What is the word for "accompany"
Wen Shi's eyelids twitched, and he deeply doubted the natural power of the rules of the mentally retarded area, which also had some impact on the little octopus.
However, in a flash, the cute big eyes suddenly turned sharp and cold, and the relatively large octopus head turned to the window. Wen Shi followed and looked, slightly stunned. Behind the dense protective net, the black market player was standing there, holding a broken umbrella found in the guard room, watching openly from outside.
"How are you choosing a concubine?"
Looking at the three different species standing in a row in front of Wen Shi, the black market player moved his thin lips and uttered a question.
The last bit of sleepiness was gone.
Wen Shi sat up. The other party didn't seem to be too surprised to see Jian Qingrong and others. Or maybe he was, but it was just well hidden.
Just as he was still pondering his purpose, there was a sudden commotion outside.
The black market player rushed to the door holding an umbrella, and Wen Shi also ran out to check the situation. When he arrived at the nurse's station, the clock on the wall pointed to six fifty-five.
"Ao is back."
Wen Shi frowned slightly, turned around and said to Jian Qingrong, "Go to the fifth floor first."
Patient No. 233's suggestion is rough but true. It is indeed a good place to hide a man.
It was a rainy day, and the rain near the hospital blended into the surrounding environment. There was a slight smell of disinfectant in the rain.
On the small road near the gate, the muddy rain water became the best cover for a deep pit. The horse stepped into the deep pit with one hoof, and the carriage behind was almost overturned.
This carriage was carrying players, and the black market boss was performing the duties of a gatekeeper, going over to rescue people. The first person to be pulled out was the Seven Commandments leader, who had already walked to the door and was ready to get off. He had several bruises on his body, not from the collision with the carriage, but from today's team building task.
Ji Yuanzhi at the back waved his hand and walked out.
When the players came out of the carriage, they all had some injuries on their bodies. It can be seen that their side quest today was very messy.
The rain gradually got heavier. Wen Shi went out without an umbrella. After standing for a while, his hair and clothes were completely wet.
He brushed back his wet hair and watched the players coming out of the puddle one after another, feeling that something was amiss. He had no memory of any similar puddle near the hospital.
A murderous gaze interrupted Wen Shi's thoughts. Ao's carriage had stopped outside the iron gate. His back was slightly hunched, like a wild beast that would burst into anger at any time.
If it weren't for the restrictions of the rules, Wen Shi guessed that Ao would immediately use all his strength to kill him.
Seeing the iron hook picking through a string of raindrops and tending to hook towards him, Wen Shi put on a speed-up item and prepared to use the [Shroud] to strengthen his defense.
He never completely relies on the rules. Ao cannot use his full strength, but he will not be punished if he uses strength within an appropriate range.
Boom!
At the critical moment, a flash of lightning broke through the dark clouds that were still gathering in the sky. Under the thunder, the third and fourth floors of the building, which were always dark, kept flashing red lights, as if something terrifying was slowly reviving and waking up on this rainy day.
The alarm continued to wail, Ao's face changed, and he strode into the hospital building.
Wen Shi intentionally kept a distance from the other party and followed behind.
"Warning, patients from the rift zone have escaped and are on the loose."
"Warning, patients from the mentally retarded area have escaped and are on the loose."
Frank Hospital was built in the past, but there are some high-tech facilities inside the hospital. This is the first time Wen Shi heard the internal broadcast of the hospital, which sounded like the voice of artificial intelligence.
He couldn't help but wonder why the alarm sounded at this time
Jian Qingrong had clearly successfully crossed the region in the morning.
The nurse who had disappeared during the day hurried down the stairs and ran all the way to the hall, her face livid: "Several patients in the ghost world woke up and deliberately sounded the alarm."
Two patients with deep zone lesions were seen overnight and these patients were clearly very unhappy with Ao's management methods.
There was a trace of rationality in Ao's extreme anger. The patient from the ghost world did not take action personally, which proved that the escaped patient was still nearby.
When Wen Shi heard these words, a pleased smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that there was a hidden management in the hospital. Was he going to hold someone accountable
In terms of position, if the sky falls, the dean will hold it up.
Before the smile was completely gone, a sharp alarm sounded and the game prompt sound suddenly came -
[Main Quest: Kill the Pianist
Mission content: If the heart is the lifeblood of the dean, the piano is his soul. The dark movement of death is about to start. Please kill this terrifying piano master before the dean plays the "Cursed Funeral".
If it fails, this funeral music will become a farewell song for the doctor.]
(End of this chapter)