With his mind filled with alternating exclamations of "what the hell" and "stunned", Wen Shi broke away from the choking smoke bomb mist and ran almost mechanically.
"We're almost there." The little octopus reminded.
Wen Shi raised his eyes when he heard this and saw the container in front of him.
He had seen these boxes as soon as he stepped out of the elevator when he went down to the basement level. Their presence indicated that he had found the right path this time.
Wen Shi rushed over in one go and pressed the elevator button several times in a row.
At the same time, he turned his head and looked behind him. In the dim corridor, he could not see the sheep-headed security guard for a while. It was not until the elevator door opened that Wen Shi's held breath returned to normal.
With just over a minute left, the game was restored so as not to get stuck at this critical juncture and cause any more trouble in the elevator.
The car went up smoothly and stopped steadily in the lobby on the first floor.
The old elevator door did not open immediately after it stopped. The little octopus's tentacles grew a little longer and crossed from Wen Shi's shoulders to the old lady's shoulders, completing the transition.
Wen Shi: "After I finish the surgery, it won't be too late to go exploring together."
Chameleon's words were half true and half false, and the danger of the negative second floor was not exaggerated.
The little octopus pointed out the cruel truth: "From the dangers we encountered before, it seems that all the plots are aimed at you. Let's split up into two groups. It will be safer for me to explore the way first."
Wen Shi was silent and put the black top hat on the head of the octopus that had grown larger.
“…” Well said. Don’t say it next time.
The top hat is like a sealing artifact, and the octopus keeps quiet.
The elevator door opened and the young man stood outside holding a steel pipe. There was fresh blood on one end of the pipe, a purple-red color. He must have encountered a monster.
The steel pipe was facing directly into the elevator, and Wen Shi reflexively took a step back.
The boy sneered: "Look at your courage."
"My dear grandson, I told him to wait." The old lady explained quietly from behind.
Wen Shi thought about it for a moment and understood the other party's intention. Without further delay, he quickly walked out of the elevator and headed towards the operating room.
The boy was in the second surgery, and they were walking towards the operating room together. He always found a way to ridicule Wen Shi: "You were wrong just now. You are very brave."
Wen Shi could understand his sarcasm very well, and was hinting at himself for being out of the old lady's protection.
If nothing unexpected happens, most of the shadows will choose hunting missions. Since his skills are sealed, he is also a good hunting target, but it is very risky to act alone.
"My safety is guaranteed for now." Wen Shi calmly analyzed: "At present, I am the only one undergoing the first surgery. At least half of the people will pay attention to this surgery."
Brain marrow beauty, the name of the project sounds scary.
Anyone with a little bit of strategy would choose to find an example first so as to observe the outcome of the operation.
As they were talking, the two had already walked outside the operating room, where the smell of disinfectant was the strongest. The stiff and twisted purple lights shone on the corridor, but it did not bring a particularly scary feeling, mainly because there were too many people in the corridor.
Wen Shi's expression was hard to describe. He had said before that at least half of the people would come to pay attention, but the actual situation was that no one was left out.
Wen Xiaobaishu successfully arrived at operating room number six on time at the last minute. The fat nurse kept urging him, disliking his slow movements.
Qian Lai also patted his shoulder and said goodbye: "Take care, brother."
Sunset Red Plastic Surgery Hospital is very similar to Frank in one respect: it is full of tough, fat nurses who walk lightly and very fast, and it is easy to miss their faces if you don't look carefully.
Wen Shi followed the fat nurse into the operating room.
The doctor in charge of the operation was wrapped up tightly, with only a pair of slender eyes showing. The doctor looked at him sideways, silently conveying the meaning of getting on the operating table quickly.
Although the dangerous matters were noted on the surgery notice and Wen Shi was wearing a bracelet, he still couldn't help but twitch his eyelids the moment he lay under the shadowless light.
The doctor stood beside him holding a sharp scalpel and said coldly: "Inject anesthesia."
On the side wall, the words "Good Dreams" were written in red, as if to coax a child to sleep, and there was also a cartoon of a moon wearing a night cap. The presence of the warm sticker was out of tune with the cold atmosphere of the operating room.
Facing the fat nurse who was getting closer and closer, Wen Shi felt more and more uneasy. The moment the nurse bent down, Wen Shi saw that she also had a cartoon brooch on her chest, with a moon pattern and a poem on it: I wish I could be drunk forever and never wake up.
When the other party was about to give the injection, Wen Shi suddenly shrank back, grabbed the fat nurse's arm and asked, "Wait, is awakening from anesthesia considered an anesthesia accident here?"
Speculating on the game with the greatest malice has always been the secret to survival.
Although the operating form states that there was no anesthesia accident for the VIP patient, awakening from anesthesia is not necessarily an accident. After all, there are very few cases where this is due to the patient's special physical condition.
The system prompt sounded at the right time:
"You discovered a special condition that may have existed during surgery."
The fat nurse was silent for a moment and did not answer. After a moment, the doctor gave a dull instruction through the mask: "Go get some more painkillers in case of emergency."
The fat nurse did as she was told.
Wen Shi's transformed body was gradually disappearing, but the cat-like pupils were still there, with three parts of disbelief and seven parts of the urge to kill. He couldn't imagine the consequences of not asking questions in time. Wouldn't he have to be operated on, punctured, or have his brain marrow resected while he was awake
Black-hearted hospital, you will not have a good death.
When the fat nurse came back for the second time, Wen Shi tried to talk to her again, but this time she said nothing and just mechanically pushed the needle into the blood vessel.
His eyelids drooped limply and Wen Shi gradually fell asleep.
Before he fell asleep, he felt a sharp pain in his cerebral cortex, and he almost jumped off the operating table. But the reality was that he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands. In a daze, Wen Shi seemed to hear the doctor asking the nurse to give him an additional injection of analgesics.
“…” What about the VIP patients who were promised to have professional anesthesiologists
Wen Shi couldn't help but start thinking, if there was no bracelet, who would inject the medicine? Unfortunately, before he could think about this question in depth for a minute, he fell asleep again.
I don’t know how much time passed, but it was the game prompt sound that woke Wen up.
"Congratulations on your successful brain surgery."
"Congratulations on your permanent 5 percent improvement in memory."
"Attention, you cannot kill the shadow before 1:10."
Wen Shi tried to move his fingers to get rid of the darkness. When he opened his eyelids with great effort, he found himself in a collective ward. It was too quiet around him. Under the flickering lights, all the patients on the beds had had their heads operated on and were wrapped up tightly.
The gauze could not block the smell of blood, which accumulated thickly and was similar to the smell of rust.
"Hmm..." His head was still aching. He had been wrapped in layer upon layer of bandages starting from his forehead. When Wen Shi's fingertips touched the edge of the bandages, he suddenly felt like he had turned into a mummy.
"This is..." There are at least a dozen beds around. The lingering buzzing sound is not sure whether it comes from the broken light bulb above or the sequelae of the operation. Wen Shi saw the bracelet on the patient's hand and asked, "VIP ward?"
His bracelet was obtained by the old lady. He himself had never done the mission of stealing bracelets. This was an unfamiliar environment for him.
Wen Shi got out of bed and walked to the window. The cold wind penetrated the gauze and seemed to scrape against his bones, causing him to frown in pain. Wen Shi glanced down and promptly determined his current location, the top floor of the hospital: the fourth floor.
He guessed that all VIP patients who had undergone surgery would be sent here after the operation.
Some patients' wristbands had been taken away. Before Wen Shi could conduct a more detailed examination, he heard the sound of a stretcher and hurriedly lay back on the bed.
After a while, a new patient was brought in. The fat nurse moved the person in the cart to the bed and soon pushed the empty cart away.
After the footsteps faded away, Wen Shi got out of bed and took a look, and was delighted. Isn't that his own shadow
I don’t know what kind of willpower the boy had, but he actually fixed the steel pipe on his arm during the operation.
"Hey." Wen Shi pushed him.
The boy did not respond.
Wen Shi imitated the girl's voice and deliberately pinched his throat and said, "My dear grandson, woo woo woo~"
The tender, cat-like whimpering echoed in the ward. When the boy heard the crying, his body reacted first. His extremely pale face was distorted, and he subconsciously called out, "Auntie."
After slowly waking up, he turned his head to face a smirking face. The boy was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Wen Shi, are you sick?"
Wen Shifan put his index finger on the center of his lips, signaling him to keep quiet.
The young man endured the dizziness and looked at Wen Shi who was still circling around the patient. He said unhappily, "There is nothing to explore in this ward. The only danger is that patients will wake up to go to the bathroom at fixed times. They know who the other patients are. If they are discovered, they must act first, otherwise the night security guard will be called in."
Now was not the time to bicker, so the two of them slipped out of the ward. The boy had done the bracelet mission before and was familiar with the layout of this floor: "There are three rooms from here. One is a freezer, used to store fresh corpses. The two bodies sent by the players before are also in it. Further ahead is the transplant patient compartment. It is unknown what is being transplanted. You need to swipe your card to enter the innermost room."
He had wanted to explore the cryochamber more, but the bright light of the flashlight attracted the patient's attention and a fierce fight broke out between the two sides.
After listening to this, Wen Shi finally understood the source of the purple-red bloodstains on the boy's steel pipe.
The patients here have human appearance, but they are still monsters in essence, only they have been restored to human appearance through surgery.
He thought for a moment and said, "Let's find a place to hide and wait for Yu Xingzhou first."
The boy understood the other party's concerns. He was worried about encountering Yu Xingzhou's shadow in later activities. Once the latter used time pause, everyone would be doomed.
"This skill must have strict limits on points, times, and cooldown time," Wen Shi said in a low and hoarse voice, just waking up from surgery, "but no one knows where the limit is."
The only way to ensure safety tonight is to act together with Yu Xingzhou throughout the whole process.
While waiting, players and shadows were sent to the VIP ward one after another. The boy was a little itchy and wanted to kill them all in one go. Unfortunately, Wen Shi had some restrictions on everyone. In order to prevent someone from taking advantage of the time difference of the operation to kill, the game strictly prohibited the two sides from killing each other before the specified time.
The stakeout on Yu Xingzhou went smoothly, as the other party was sent up together with the newcomers.
Wen Shi paid special attention to the operation time of Yingzi and Yu Xingzhou. Yingzi should be on the operating table at this moment. He couldn't wait to wake them up.
Yu Xingzhou woke up very calmly. In contrast, Song Yan was so startled when he saw the unfamiliar environment that he almost cried out.
This unfortunate child is sometimes lucky, for example, he can undergo surgery at the same time as Yu Xingzhou, and he and Wen Shi were forced to separate before, and the old lady happened to be going downstairs to find Wen Shi, and threw Song Yan into the trash can, using a spell to cover up his breath of life.
"Big, big boss." Song Yan's lips were still trembling.
Wen Shi: "Let's go to the freezer and take a look."
Since we are on the fourth floor, of course we have to take a look around. The god-level evolution liquid is one of the things to explore, and exploring the existence of the plastic surgery hospital and the key is also the purpose of Wen Shi’s visit this time.
Yu Xingzhou and he had the same goal, and the two sides hit it off.
Wen Shi: "Where is President Li?"
Yu Xingzhou: "He was in another operating room. The player who performed surgery on Li Nan before went crazy. After he came out, he destroyed equipment and attacked people crazily. In the end, he was taken away by the night shift security guard."
Correspondingly, the people who underwent surgery later were delayed because of this little episode.
Wen Shi slowly uttered four words: "Awake from anesthesia."
Yu Xingzhou nodded. They were safe and sound because they had noticed the possible risks in the operation.
"Let's go." Yu Xingzhou had no intention of waiting for Li Nan. The purpose of his coming was to get the key. Apart from occasional information sharing, he would not give in to Li Nan on this matter.
The cryochamber was less than 20 meters away from the collective ward. As he walked towards it, Song Yan muttered quietly, "It's so close, it's like they're waiting for the people in the ward to die quickly so they can be transported to the morgue as soon as possible."
In his eyes, the freezer was no different from a morgue.
When he actually walked in, he realized that there was a big difference. The room was filled with things similar to biological cabins, which were high-tech. The surface of the cabin was uniformly covered with a transparent cover, and there was a constant flow of cold air inside.
"Fuck..." He covered his mouth in time and didn't scream.
Wen Shi was standing not far behind Song Yan. When he saw the situation in the cabin, he frowned.
The freezing chamber has a separate circulation system. The cold air will dissipate every once in a while and then reset, maintaining a constant temperature range from beginning to end. When the fog disappears, you can clearly see a headless body lying inside. The head of the body has been cut off from the neck, and the wound is frozen. Judging from the clothes, it is the shadow of the tour guide.
Boy: "When I came here before, the head was still there."
Wen Shi's eyes moved: "Go to the transplant patient's compartment."
The boy thought of a possibility: "Head transplant surgery?"
Wen Shi shook his head: "It shouldn't be that simple."
The door of the ward is locked, but the characteristic of collective wards is that they all have a very large glass, which makes it convenient to observe the patient's condition at any time.
There was no light on inside, and the closer one got to the room at the end of the corridor, the dimmer the lights in the hallway became. Everyone could only use the flashlights on their cell phones to illuminate the way.
The beds were separated by glass panels. The boy was discovered by a VIP patient who got up at night before, and he fled in a hurry after silencing him. Now was the first time he carefully observed the situation inside. All the patients had a thick layer of gauze wrapped around their heads, especially the skull.
Wen Shi looked for a long time and was about to say something when he heard the sound of something breaking through the air and quickly dodged.
The light of the flashlight flickered randomly as he moved, and for a moment it shone on one end of the chain. Wen Shi's heart skipped a beat: the night security guard is here!
He had personally witnessed the power of the iron chain, which could even attack people on its own. Wen Shi dodged in panic and looked at Yu Xingzhou, who shook his head: "Time stillness doesn't work."
The back was a dead end with only one room that required a card to enter, so rushing there was a waste of effort.
Wen Shi consciously raised his hands and showed a state of surrender.
When the chain tied his arm, Wen Shi roughly knew why Yu Xingzhou's skills were ineffective. The system's cruel prompt sound came: "You are bound by the iron chain of the underworld, and your remaining life is less than 48 hours."
Time standing still probably has no effect on such underworld things.
Wen Shi had a good attitude and surrendered. The advantage of surrendering is that you will suffer less. The other end of the chain was thrown directly at the boy who was resisting. After the boy was thrown into the corner, Yu Xingzhou's shoulder was also injured by the chain.
Wen Shi subconsciously looked for Song Yan, and finally found that the other party was pressed against the wall. He had been kneeling against the wall from the beginning and was not even attacked by the chains.
The chain detached from the body, extended infinitely, and hit them a second time.
"You are bound by the iron chains of Hades, and you have less than twenty-four hours left to live."
Every time the chains touched my hands and feet, the weakness I felt was as strong as if I had been given anesthesia.
The faces of several people changed. If this continued, their survival time would soon be deducted.
When the chain was about to fall again, Wen Shi shouted, "I'm from Frank Hospital. They are my temporary assistants."
The chain was like an attacking rattlesnake, stopping at Wen Shi's face in an attacking posture. The cold and dark aura almost froze his eyes.
The sheep-headed security guard finally responded. He was quite tall and looked down at the group with an oppressive feeling: "It's a thief from the main hospital."
Wen Shi's face darkened. From the task prompt, he could sense that the security guard hated thieves very much. Once you were defined as a thief, your fate would be death.
The sheep-headed security guard suddenly saw something through the flashlight and pointed at the boy: "You, you." He pointed around and finally landed on Yu Xingzhou: "You three can go."
Wen Shi: “…”
You can just call me to stay.
He immediately realized that the patient's bracelet could be immune to damage once, and his own number of times had been used up.
Wen Shi looked at Yu Xingzhou and the young man in confusion. Why were you running just now
Yu Xingzhou's eyes were fixed on the bracelet for a second, as if he had just learned about this. Wen Shi used this to judge that Yu Xingzhou had chosen Mission 1. Only the thief mission would have relevant security reminders. As for his own shadow, Wen Shi looked at the boy, who was quite speechless and said, "When I was fighting with the patient before, I attracted the night shift security guard. When I rushed downstairs, he didn't chase me."
The boy had always thought that it was because of the bracelet, but now it seems that the Sheep Head Security Guard is only responsible for this floor.
Before the security guard could attack him further, Wen Shi took the initiative to speak and pointed to the innermost room and asked, "Is that the operating room?"
The operating rooms on the first floor were all occupied by tourists who were experiencing cosmetic surgeries. The freshly cut heads must have been taken to other operating rooms or laboratories. The flashlight on the mobile phone was not turned off in time, and the bloodstains on the light-colored floor tiles at the end of the corridor were very obvious.
"Everyone has to die," Wen Shi said passionately, "If I must die, I am willing to devote myself to medical research. Please take me to the operating room, let me take a look at your results, and then die."
The teammates nearby couldn't stand his nonsense, but his identity as a doctor from the general hospital made him sound quite convincing.
Wen Shi looked at the sheep-headed security guard standing still with a sincere expression: "My name is Aaron, you can check the system, there is a photo of me on the official website."
The staff of the nursing home can find themselves through the online system, so I believe the same should be possible here.
The sheep-headed security guard didn't waste time to confirm, and only asked one question: "Who is the director of Frank Hospital?"
The name 'Ao' almost came out of his mouth, but when the words came to his lips, Wen Shi suddenly changed his words and said, "Of course, he is the one who formulates the hospital rules."
The terrifying rectangular pupils were motionless and it was almost impossible to tell the focus, but Wen Shi always had the feeling that a sheep-headed security guard was staring at him.
He didn't know why he said that, but he had a feeling that Ao was not worthy of being the director of the hospital. Even though his father had been gone for so long, the hospital rules he had set were still the rules that monsters in the dungeon could not violate, and that was probably the authority that a director should have.
To put it bluntly, Dad is more famous, but as for that bastard Ao, who knows if anyone knows him.
The coldness subsided, the chain was tied back around the sheep-shou security guard's waist, and Wen Shi breathed a sigh of relief.
The sheep-headed security guard walked silently towards the innermost room. Wen Shi, who had previously shouted that he wanted to go there, could only follow him.
Yu Xingzhou chose to walk over silently. This was not a matter of chivalry, but if they wanted to enter the locked room, now was their only chance.
The more difficult a place is to access, the more likely it is that information related to the key may be found there.
The boy turned and tried to leave.
We are all adults. Without knowing the way ahead, none of them, even Wen Shi, would rush in headfirst.
Wen Shi, however, was uncharacteristically unreasonable. He held the boy back, acting as if everyone could leave except him.
“We don’t ask to be born on the same day, month and year, but we ask to die on the same day, month and year.”
“…” The boy really wanted to hit him with a steel pipe.
However, Wen Shi was particularly persistent. He didn't know what he was planning. His smile was a little weird, and he only emphasized three words: "You have to go."
Wen Shi never let anyone work for nothing. After a pause, he said, "The old lady and the little octopus are exploring the second underground floor. It will be helpful for us to steal the God-level Evolution Fluid later."
The implication was that as long as the boy cooperated, he was willing to share the information on the second underground floor free of charge.
After using both soft and hard tactics and considering the mission, the boy finally did not turn around and leave, but chose to enter the mysterious room together.
The sheep-headed security guard walked normally towards the end of the corridor, ignoring the strangers who followed him.
The first two had their own goals to achieve, only Song Yan stayed with Wen Shi silently. Wen Shi was touched and said, "At this time, you don't have to worry about me."
Song Yan forced an ugly smile: "Boss, if I go alone, my survival rate will be even lower."
He is very aware of his own weight.
Wen Shi sighed deeply, this is the most practical thing to do.
The four-member team with an alternative team spirit finally arrived at the mysterious room at the end.
A tall security guard with a sheep's head stood in front of the door. With a beep sound, the white card in his hand touched the magnetic strip and the door opened.
Wen Shi secretly thought that the power possessed by the night security guards in this hospital was beyond imagination, except for the chameleon, which was obviously not in the same league as the sheep-headed security guard.
The moment the door opened, light as bright as day poured out in contrast to the dim corridor. The room had the size of a normal operating room, not too big, but not too small either.
The doctor who was performing surgery inside looked up unhappily, but when he saw it was the security guard, he did not lose his temper immediately.
The sheep-headed security guard walked in, and without the protection of his large body, the people behind him were exposed.
"New stuff." The sheep-headed security guard said two words and turned and walked out.
He didn’t know if it was Wen Shi’s illusion, but he always felt that the sheep-shou security guard looked at him more before leaving.
Was it because of his identity as a visitor from the main hospital? The moment he had just begun to question it, the metal door of the operating room behind him closed automatically.
A system notification sounded as ruthless as this door:
"You have entered one of the secret research rooms of Sunset Red Plastic Surgery Hospital."
"A thief never leaves empty-handed. You planned to steal two bottles of tranquilizers."
"The tranquilizer is in the cabinet behind the doctor. Try to steal it if you're here to steal the key."
Wen Shi's pupils shrank. This was the first time he heard Yugi mention the word "key" so directly.
Everyone who came in heard the prompt sound and subconsciously looked in the direction that Yugi said. The cabinet was very close to the doctor, which meant that they were going to steal under the other person's nose.
Some were thinking about how to steal, while others habitually planned their escape routes first. Wen Shi looked around and saw that there was a chief surgeon and the remaining six were nurses. When they saw four living people coming in, their eyes almost glowed with greedy green light.
The air was full of a fishy smell.
On the operating table, the bound man in hospital gown struggled desperately. There was a thick needle hole on his wrist, which could be called a blood hole. After the injection of the drug, every struggle of the man was in vain. In the end, the man could only beg desperately: "I will pay the surgery fee as soon as possible, three days, just give me three days..."
The fat nurse interrupted him coldly and announced the terms of the contract: "You relied on providing live experience to loan our hospital's full body beauty project. As of today, you have been overdue for three months and have not paid back the fee. According to the contract, you need to cooperate with us in the experiment."
“No, no, I have money, believe me…” The man looked ashen as he said words that he himself did not believe, his head covered with beads of sweat due to fear.
Wen Shi roughly understood that as long as he provided a fresh corpse, he would be eligible for full-body plastic surgery, and he could owe money. The price was that if he could not pay it back within the limited time, he would become the hospital's experimental subject.
"Tsk..." No wonder the tour guide was trying so hard to make money.
Song Yan whispered, "Could it be the kind of experiment I'm thinking of?"
Wen Shi: "Be more confident, that's it."
In the freezer right opposite them was the head of Miss Shadow, a tour guide. When Song Yan thought about how he had carried the body here personally not long ago, he got goose bumps all over his body.
Freshly dead bodies were a scarce resource at Sunset Red Hospital. The surgeon took out the dissection tools and skillfully opened the skull of the tour guide, Shadow. The smell of blood instantly filled the entire operating room. The surgeon moved quickly and soon a complete brain was taken out of the skull.
Brain transplant surgery.
Song Yan was stunned by what he saw and wanted to call him a pervert, but then he thought that similar research in the real world has never stopped. The only difference was that it was ongoing and successful.
The order of the operation was the opposite of reality. For unknown reasons, they wanted to replace the brain of a dead person with that of a living person. After taking Shadow's brain, the doctor did not rest for a moment and began to open the skull of the man on the bed. The shrill screams almost pierced the eardrums.
The man was already in despair, and his words of begging for mercy turned into vicious curses. Song Yan couldn't bear to watch it, so he turned away. Wen Shi frowned because of the brutal scene, but his mood didn't fluctuate much.
Just because we have the same skin doesn't mean we are compatriots. The man who is undergoing the operation is, after all, an orc NPC. He provided a living human body in order to perform a full-body operation. Everything before us can only be described as a matter of cause and effect.
Wen Shi was only interested in the tranquilizer. He glanced at Yu Xingzhou and knew that he felt the same way.
Yu Xingzhou pointed out a fact: "After being touched by the security chain, my skills were locked for half an hour."
His tone was calm. He knew that even if the chain had not been touched, as long as it involved the key, the game would not easily allow players to use time pause to take away the tranquilizer. If that were the case, they would have set up another trap.
The fishy smell in the air was getting stronger and stronger. After not hearing any sound for a long time, Song Yan couldn't help but turn his head back again. When he saw that the brain was still dripping with blood, Song Yan resisted the urge to feel sick and asked, "How can we escape?"
He checked the surroundings and found no foot sensors. Orcs have better physical fitness than humans, and this hospital does not have too strict requirements on sterile management.
Wen Shi stood a little to the side and saw that there seemed to be a red button next to the cabinet on the inner wall, but it was half covered by the cabinet.
The fat nurse seemed to be aware of the prying eyes. As she handed the doctor the iron hook, she showed a cold smile that could be felt even through the mask: "Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."
She asked with a sense of mischief: "You have three minutes left to make your choice. Who will be the first to cooperate with the experiment later?"
The man on the operating table let out a final scream, but the doctor was still using instruments to temporarily hold out the man's last breath, while at the same time stuffing the tour guide Shadow's brain into the other's skull.
Wen Shi said in a cold tone: "He is dying."
The ending is easy to imagine. All research conducted in secret is basically in the development stage and has not yet been successful.
Wen Shi looked at the boy and whispered, "Later, when the 'new product' is replaced on the operating table for experiments, the restraints wrapped around the deceased will be untied. You can take this opportunity to use the [Resurrection] skill. With the last bit of resentment in this man, he will definitely attack the attending doctor crazily."
The people downstairs who were unfortunate enough to wake up from anesthesia went crazy after coming out, and carried out indiscriminate attacks manically, not to mention those who had their brains taken out alive.
The curses uttered by the man on the operating table before his death were their best reassurance.
If chaos breaks out, they'll have a chance to take the tranquilizer.
The young man's eyelids jumped, and he understood why Wen Shi insisted on letting him come in, because he wanted to use his corpse-resurrection skill for free.
Doesn't this mean that the original body had predicted everything when he was outside? Thinking about Wen Shi's lies about dedicating himself to science, it was clearly a test of the Sheep Head security guard to make sure that illegal experiments were being carried out inside and to leave a way out in advance.
"[Resurrection] can only create thirty seconds of resurrection time. What if it fails?" he asked.
Wen Shi didn't say anything. After the boy finished speaking, he seemed to think of something. They both turned their heads to look at Yu Xingzhou at the same time.
Wen Shi sighed heavily: "President, then you have to go for the surgery."
Yu Xingzhou was almost so angry that he laughed.
Wen Shi’s reason was very strong: “Because you are the best among us.”
Even if the others were resurrected for thirty seconds, it would be useless.
The boy nodded heavily to show his agreement.
Yu Xingzhou had experienced many games before and after, and had seen many players sacrifice the weakest people to delay time when they were in danger. Similar scenes were played out every day in dungeons, but this was the first time he had heard of sacrificing the strongest person.
What kind of weird team is this
The young man gave a rare consolation: "The first option has a 90% success rate. You are just a backup plan."
Song Yan, who was just worried about being pushed out to be the first to undergo surgery, said from the bottom of his heart: "I love this team."
It is filled with the equality of all beings.
Yu Xingzhou: “…”
That being said, Wen Shi calmly looked at the red button with a corner exposed, thinking of other ways to break the deadlock.
Everyone was thinking about it.
Just then, the door opened again.
The sheep-headed security guard brought in a man and coldly repeated the two words he had said before: "New arrival."
The one who came in was Li Nan, who had his hands in his pockets, his usual gentle smile on his face, and walked towards the four-man team without any panic.
"President Yu, isn't it a bit mean of you to come explore without waiting for me?"
Yu Xingzhou was silent.
Li Nan raised an eyebrow: "Curious about how I found it?"
The silence lasted for half a minute. Yu Xingzhou answered irrelevant questions and suddenly turned to the others and said, "You know I'm only the president of the second guild in the virtual world, and he's the No. 1 one, right?"
Wen Shi and others nodded like little chickens pecking at rice.
It’s decided to be you, Li Nan!
(End of this chapter)