Wen Shi walked out of the archive room and saw that the elevator had just stopped at the fourth floor.
The call was not over yet, and Ji Yuanzhi spoke a little faster than usual: "The exploration rate is only 5% short. As long as we complete one more task, we will have a chance to get the recognition of Dean Jin."
"It's difficult," Wen Shi shook his head, "We went to the sanatorium too quickly."
All the mission trigger points in the sanatorium are related to the big factory. They have only worked for one day, and it would be extremely difficult to trigger the next mission.
"Besides, just because a mission says there is a chance doesn't mean it will happen. Even if we are lucky enough to clear enough exploration points, will the director of the sanatorium, who has turned into a ghost, still give us a certificate of outstanding new employee?"
This was exactly what Ji Yuanzhi was worried about. He paused and suddenly asked, "Monster or Jian Qingrong, who do you think will win?"
Wen Shi: "Jian Qingrong."
The answer, which came with almost no hesitation, made Ji Yuanzhi slightly stunned.
"But I guess he will become a mindless spirit after devouring the monster."
Doing more good deeds is good for maintaining sanity. Wen Shi is in such a state now, but the detained monster is too powerful, and the side effects cannot be eliminated by just doing a few good deeds. Jian Qingrong should have guessed it, but the monster is about to wake up, and he has no time to do research. Besides, for him, it doesn't seem to matter if he really loses his mind and destroys the world.
Such an NPC will obviously become an unstable factor in the game, so the game is more inclined to eliminate him.
Wen Shi did not destroy the files immediately, which was equivalent to going against the will of the game. He might be retaliated by this petty-minded capitalist. He had to think of a way to improve the game's favorability.
He took a step and walked towards the reference room, saying as he walked, "The dean's office is on the fourth floor. The staff has told us that no one is allowed on the fourth floor. This may be a death rule."
Ji Yuanzhi was so smart that he immediately understood that Wen Shi was inclined to prevent Jian Qingrong from becoming a ghost. Wouldn't that mean that the monsters would dominate the world? Just as he was about to speak, the image of the violent output of the demon boy with horns in the quality inspection area suddenly appeared in his mind. He changed his words and asked, "Do you want me to go to the fourth floor?"
"Go and try to save Zhou Xiaochun first and see if he can predict the time or place of death that Jian Qingrong is going to choose. If that fails, we can only go up to the fourth floor and search the office." Wen Shi had already reached the door of the data room. "Contact me later. I have something else to do."
Before doing the archival task, he passed by an employee holding a box of videotapes.
Wen Shi wanted to review the contents of the videotapes from previous years to see which way Jian Qingrong would choose to die. This was something that only he, who was in an alienated state, could do.
Just pick up a videotape and press the play button on the recorder, and the screen will immediately scroll with information about the causes of death of employees at large factories.
Even though I was mentally prepared, I still couldn't help shivering when the temperature in the room continued to drop.
The doors and windows had been damaged during the last mission. When the video was playing, a ghost climbed up from the window. The first thing that fell in was the arms, then the legs, and finally the head... This was a torn ghost that had been dismembered by a human before it died.
"My hands. Do you see my hands?"
Wen Shi turned around and swallowed his saliva at the evil ghost: "I'm very hungry, don't seduce me."
In the alienated state, he now wants to chew on the table legs.
"… "You are so scary.
The evil ghost twisted and crawled, searching the ground for his hand alone.
Wen Shi looked back at the TV screen. The progress bar had moved halfway. There were more and more ghosts in the house. The ghosts were not harmonious with each other. Some of the cruel ones would devour their own kind. The guard ghosts had temporarily hidden somewhere else. Eating a non-human like Wen Shi would not be of much benefit to them, so they were basically not considered. In addition, the bell had the function of warding off evil spirits. Surrounded by ghosts, Wen Shi sat in front of the TV without moving.
According to his observation, ghosts with physical bodies are more ferocious and have stronger devouring abilities.
As for the way of death, he has never seen a more powerful being than the female ghost in red.
The way of death that took several years to record was only a few dozen minutes after being recorded on the tape. Wen Shi watched it expressionlessly and suddenly smelled a choking odor.
Unpleasant smell of smoke drifted in through the window. Wen Shi covered his mouth and nose, ran to the window and took a look, confirming that the fire was on the fourth floor. The fire was not big at the moment. There were many monsters in the sanatorium, but there was nothing flammable. It was more like arson.
He was immediately furious, his clear voice becoming a little hoarse from inhaling the poisonous smoke: "Destroy it!"
The long, thin tail swung rapidly from side to side, and with great amplitude, showing how angry Wen Shi was. When his hair was blown up, the evil spirits around him automatically moved away from him.
"asshole!"
Who is burning his future land? !
Four floors.
The raging flames reflected the pale cheeks. Under the light of the fire, Jian Qingrong quietly watched the documents in the office being burned. The paper turned from yellow to curled and finally turned to ashes. The whole process was inexplicably depressing. The fire seemed to have a kind of magic that could burn all the sins.
When people encounter demons, plagues, etc., their first reaction is often to burn.
A few small flames would occasionally explode in the crackling fire. Jian Qingrong showed a cold and strange smile. He no longer looked at the growing fire. He turned around and turned the vase, preparing to leave through the secret passage and implement his death plan.
"Kill it!" Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a curse suddenly came from downstairs.
The flames had not yet spread to the wires and display screens on the other side. Jian Qingrong glanced at the surveillance camera and saw that the cat doctor's tail in the video was already slapping the ground vigorously. He looked extremely angry, as if he was about to explode at any time.
Jian Qingrong's muscles tensed, and his body moved faster than his mind. He ran to the corridor to get the fire extinguisher and started to put out the fire. He threw the unburned documents into the shredder.
After finishing all this in one go, he looked down at his sweaty hands in confusion... What did he just do? Why did he really put out the fire
The abnormal logic of his behavior made the smile on his face disappear, and he frowned instead. Jian Qingrong was silent for a moment, no longer thinking about it, shook his head and walked into the secret passage.
The thick smoke gradually dissipated a lot, and Wen Shi downstairs returned to the TV.
He knew in his heart that the arsonist was most likely Jian Qingrong, but it was useless to know. He couldn't just look up and continue to shout inspirational words to persuade the other party to stop.
For people with paranoid personalities, a few words of advice are useless. Just like when I faced the death of No. 83, I felt pity and heartache, but it did not affect the outcome.
Wen Shi continued to watch the video quietly, silently ruling out the option of being burned to death. If Jian Qingrong chose to die in this way, he couldn't solve it with just one shout.
"It seems that the jumping ghost is the strongest."
Wen Shi replaced the first videotape, and the red-clothed female ghost who had just returned was released again. The rotten and cold smell in the air became heavier, and it was obvious that the red-clothed female ghost was in a bad mood. She had already had a full meal and didn't want to come out again in the short term.
Wen Shi adjusted his breathing and asked expectantly, "As long as I keep playing the videotape over and over again, will you be free forever?"
The tone of pretended innocence would seem strange and artificial on any adult man, but on the young doctor, looking at him with his cat-like eyes, it only seemed adorable.
[Hint: A Ling's favorability towards you is 2.]
Wen Shi thought to himself that this girl, who even had to secretly change into a red skirt when on night shift, was really a face control freak.
Ghosts with physical bodies will remain in a dead state after death. Wen Shi admitted that he also liked beautiful things. After he had a transformed body, this desire was still increasing. So subconsciously, he had another reason to stop Jian Qingrong: he didn't want the other person to become ugly.
Ah Ling explained gently: "The video tape carries a part of my soul. Playing it all the time makes me tired."
Wen Shi immediately showed a worried look: "What if the videotape is destroyed? Wouldn't you be in danger? Do you need my help to hide it?"
This sentence completely relieved the red-clothed ghost from her suspicion of Wen Shi, and she thought that he was just a good kid with an innocent personality. Otherwise, if he really had bad intentions, he would have studied the videotape quietly afterwards.
The red-clothed female ghost laughed sharply: "A tape full of evil spirits is equivalent to a house of evil spirits. Who do you think can easily destroy it?"
A ghost house
Wen Shi's heart sank when he heard this. Fortunately, he did not directly destroy file No. 82. Although Jian Qingrong had not turned into a ghost yet, he had been able to see dirty things since he was a child. Who knows if he would turn the file into a place where evil spirits would live.
What a crappy game! How dare you cheat me!
The female ghost in red asked Wen Shi to end the video playback as she wanted to go back and rest.
Wen Shi slowed down his pace and walked to the video recorder: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble. I wanted to repay you for giving me the food on the second floor." When he was about to turn off the power, he said casually: "Sister, you are so powerful. At that time, when you said something, no other ghost dared to resist."
A Ling was 28 years old when she died. Wen Shi did not call her sister directly. In his heart, this title belonged to Xie Tangyan. Internet buzzwords like "little sister" are not so formal.
"Of course." The red-clothed female ghost had a flamboyant personality when she was alive, and she remained the same after her death. "No ghost here can beat me."
After hearing this, Wen Shi really turned off the VCR. After the screening ended, the female ghost in red returned to the videotape.
"What a good thing." Wen Shi looked at the videotape with regret: "It's a pity that I can't put it in my backpack."
This means that the copy cannot be taken out.
"It doesn't matter. One day I will have my own home."
Wen Shi went down to the second floor. He couldn't contact the boy, nor did he know where the monster was imprisoned. If he wanted to survive better, he had to rely on himself.
The commotion on the second floor had subsided, and armed security guards were walking around. Wen Shi had no intention of hiding, and asked everyone he met if they had seen the escort who was taking him on a tour.
Unlike other players, Wen Shi uses his identity as a doctor to walk around the sanatorium openly.
Wen Shi walked straight ahead, and suddenly stopped: "By the way, the fourth floor seems to be on fire."
After a brief pause, the security guard's face immediately turned serious. He walked aside and reported the incident using a pager, waiting for orders from his superiors.
No one went to put out the fire immediately. It seems that it is better not to go up to the fourth floor. Wen Shi sent a message to Ji Yuanzhi to ask where he was. Now they can only pin their hopes on Zhou Xiaochun.
The phone vibrated: [Bathroom].
It is not very convenient for nursing home staff to wear protective clothing, and they do not go to the toilet very often in a day. Moreover, the nursing home will not be so cruel as to arrange security personnel at the door of the toilet, so it is relatively safe.
The only bathroom on the second floor was close to the breeding farm. Wen Shi asked someone and easily found it at the end of a branched corridor.
As soon as the door was opened, a mixed smell of blood and disinfectant wafted out.
The Liu sisters were applying medicine, and when they saw Wen, they lowered their guard. Ji Yuanzhi half leaned against the window, with a blood hole the size of a fingernail under his neck. It was hard to imagine what they had experienced during the blood donation mission. In order to rescue Zhou Xiaochun, Ji Yuanzhi used his hallucinogenic skills excessively, and now he didn't even have the strength to open his eyelids.
Zhou Xiaochun was clenching the coin anxiously. He had tubes inserted into his body, but the nervousness made him ignore the pain caused by pulling muscles. "No. This is too detailed. The time and place of death, and it also involves key NPCs. I'm afraid I'll be dead before the divination is done."
No one, including Ji Yuanzhi, said anything, and it was obvious that they were aware of the danger.
Zhou Xiaochun was about to walk out of the afterimage. Wen Shi was dizzy because of him and said, "Then change the question."
Zhou Xiaochun stopped suddenly.
Wen Shi hesitated for a moment and said, "It's less than two hours until dawn. You can decide for yourself how to predict the future. It would be best if you could narrow down the range and see when the worst will come."
Normally, the good and bad luck within an hour is the same, but if Zhou Xiaochun puts in some effort, he should be able to make a more specific determination.
What he wanted was the most fierce moment.
Zhou Xiaochun felt that this was at least more feasible than the previous one, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll try."
Wen Shi patted his shoulder: "Don't be too stressed. If it doesn't work, we can try to ask the spirit of the pen."
The sanatorium is filled with such negative energy and there are so many types of ghosts, maybe they have been invited here.
"..." In the horror game, Zhou Xiaochun felt even more stressed when summoning the spirit of the pen.
He took a deep breath and activated the [Divination] skill.
The copper coin lying flat on the palm of his hand automatically stood up. As the speed of the copper coin turned faster and faster, Zhou Xiaochun's face turned as pale as paper, and the skin from the palm of his hand to the upper body was constantly torn by the invisible force.
If this problem were placed in other copies, it would not cause such a strong backlash, but because it now involves key factors, the cost of divination is quite high. Even outsiders who don't know the inside story can feel that his life is slipping away rapidly.
When half of his work clothes were about to be stained with blood, Zhou Xiaochun did not choose to use [potion] to restore blood, but took out a crystal bracelet from his backpack and put it on.
His whole body was shaking, and for a moment he almost thought he would be crushed to pieces by the backlash force.
Liu Yun said softly, "The substitution of concepts was successful."
Although the divination results are similar, if Zhou Xiaochun had directly asked about Jian Qingrong's time of death, the price he would have to pay would have been much more than that.
"Between 5:31 and 5:46 in the morning." Zhou Xiaochun tried his best to suppress the trembling in his voice.
It is now 5:38 in the morning.
Jian Qingrong set a fire not long ago, so he should not be dead yet.
Wen Shi's expression tensed: "He is most likely to choose to commit suicide by jumping off a building, but the location is still uncertain."
Sanatorium, big factory... any floor in the dungeon could be his jumping point.
Before the reunion, Ji Yuanzhi had already told Wen Shi about his plan: to stop Jian Qingrong from becoming a ghost. Liu Yun and Liu Yuan agreed with this point. Before getting the title of outstanding employee, they must not let the other party become an irrational evil ghost.
Zhou Xiaochun smiled bitterly and said, "I really can't help this."
Wen Shi's face did not show much anxiety, but his brows were furrowed, which showed the psychological pressure he was under.
In the blink of an eye, it was five forty. In horror stories, the number four often has a special meaning. Putting aside the present moment, Wen Shi was more inclined to the time of five forty-four.
His fingertips almost poked into his palm. Wen Shi tried to calm down and tried to think about the problem from Jian Qingrong's perspective. If he were Jian Qingrong, where would he choose
Workshop 3 is the place where we work, and the dormitory building is where we live daily. It is also possible that it is the building where the factory director also lives.
The sudden silence in the bathroom was disturbing. The cell phone seemed to have run away from the clock, and the phantom ticking sound made me jump with fear.
About two minutes later, he was pacing around when he suddenly stopped, as if thinking of something. He looked at Liu Yun first, hesitated for about three seconds, checked his current health, and turned around and rushed out.
"You go..." Before Liu Yun could finish her question, Wen Shi had already turned into a shadow. She quickly used the invisibility item to catch up, and Ji Yuanzhi did the same. Liu Yuan and Zhou Xiaochun did not go together, because the invisibility item was a rare A-level item, and they had already used up the only two they had.
As he still had to wait for the elevator, Wen Shi ran down the stairs directly.
"Doctor Aaron." The escort was on the first floor. Seeing him running towards the elevator shaft, he subconsciously stopped him: "If you want to leave now, you need to sign a..."
"Step aside!"
Wen Shi pushed him away, pressed the power button, and the secret door opened. The damp and cold smell unique to the elevator shaft hit him in the face.
The cat's night vision came into play.
Wen Shi vaguely saw the various complex spells on the wall of the well, and his ears alertly caught the change in wind speed. The wind above was mixed with dull sounds, as if something was pressing down. He climbed up the ladder nimbly, and when he saw the black shadow falling from the sky, he jumped out without hesitation, and his slender tail wrapped around the waist of the black shadow, and the huge impact of the dive was also reduced. Accordingly, Wen Shi's cat tail was almost torn apart. If it weren't for the toughness of the transformed body, it would probably break on the spot.
very painful.
He suppressed the pain, hugged Jian Qingrong from below, and fell down together.
Wen Shi's thin body collided directly with the concrete floor, and his body bounced violently, breaking his bones. Large patches of blood seeped through his white coat and instantly bloomed on the ground.
Jian Qingrong, who was pressing on him, had his pupils dilated for a moment, as if he simply couldn't believe what was happening.
When warm, check the properties panel calmly:
[Health: 1 (As long as the monster doesn't finish you off, you can survive with just a bit of health left)]
Once again, the blood was locked successfully.
“Why…” Inside the elevator shaft, Jian Qingrong saw the face of the person below him clearly, and his voice trembled slightly.
Wen Shi's mouth was covered in blood, and he did not answer immediately.
If he wanted to put his home in a sanatorium, he needed a suitable person to guard it. The game sold him a servant for 5,000 points, which was not enough. Jian Qingrong was the most suitable candidate. Wen Shi could not let the other party become a monster without reason and beyond recognition.
He wanted to let the young men who were kind to him take charge of the monsters, and let Jian Qingrong, who enjoyed his kindness, become the loyal gatekeeper of his home. He wanted to change the other party's predetermined ending, and lock them tightly with the home upgrade system, so that they could become stronger together.
I want that child to be free.
His younger brother will inherit all the monster's powers and will live forever without having to worry about being imprisoned again.
Wen Shi tried hard to raise one arm and pressed Jian Qingrong to his chest, letting him listen to his weak heartbeat.
"Do it, be a human being..." Wen Shi moved his injured fingers and said softly, "Jian Qingrong, it's good to be a human being."
In the file review, he put himself in the other party's shoes and gave up No. 83, but when he returned to being himself, he never gave up this option.
The scarlet blood kept flowing, and when Wen Shi's skin was cracked and bleeding while working the night shift, Jian Qingrong simply thought that it had a kind of magnificent beauty when combined with the cat ears. But now, looking at the blood again, he found it extremely glaring.
The elevator shaft was very humid, and from time to time one or two drops of water would condense and drip onto Wen Shi's pale cheeks, mixing with the blood.
The system's cold reminder sounded in my ears—
[Warning, Jian Qingrong's favorability towards you has reached 100! ]
(End of this chapter)