[No need to eat, rely on photosynthesis to meet your own energy needs.]
[The vines will continue to grow, and you need to pull out the vines growing in your body in time, otherwise you will be unable to move due to the increase in the vines in your body.]
[Patients often scratch themselves till they bleed.]
[When the disease is severe, roots of plants will grow under your feet and penetrate into the ground, eventually becoming trees. There is no cure.]
[There is no specific medicine.]
[The patient should be placed in a dark place to prevent the growth of rattan in the body. Surgery is required to remove the rattan at regular intervals.]
The situation of the big man in front of me is quite consistent with the description of a patient with [Tree Man Syndrome].
However, compared with the response methods in the medical records, the other party's approach seemed simpler and cruder. Instead of doing surgery or the like, he chose to pull out the vines growing in the body with his hands... This He is an out-and-out werewolf.
"Really? I think you are quite weak."
Before Bai Zhi could reply, a girl who walked up to him responded unceremoniously.
"Uh... school beauty?"
After taking a look at the long, straight black girl in front of him, especially her broad mind, Bai Zhi asked tentatively.
Under the quasi-playing mode, the characters played by the players correspond to themselves in some aspects.
-For example, Bai Zhi himself is very handsome.
"Well, Xia Wen and the others are not here."
Keenly noticing the movement of his gaze, after giving him a slightly embarrassed and angry look, Ling Xiaoyi replied in a low voice.
"The other four people, two or two, are all on the same team."
"you… "
"Okay, in this kind of survival mission, there is no need for us to have internal strife. Please stop talking to me."
The angry-looking big man was about to speak and pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose. A young man next to him who looked taciturn and inconspicuous began to speak calmly.
"If nothing else, all the players here should be here. Although they all belong to the same team, how about exchanging information with each other?"
"Can."
On the other side, two players with similar faces who looked like a brother and sister were guarding the door of the supermarket. After looking at each other, they nodded in response.
"Okay, I have no objection."
With a slight shrug, Bai Zhi spread his hands in front of him, and then showed his player ID very simply.
[His Royal Highness? Black and white].
Following him, the school beauty who consciously took a half step behind him also showed her player ID.
[Heinous crime? Ling Xiaoyi].
Bai Zhi: "..."
"... Wasn't your previous title a criminal suspect?"
Ignoring the weird looks from other people because of the player IDs displayed by the two of them, Bai Zhi secretly approached the school beauty's ear and asked.
"The title has been upgraded... I don't know how I got such a title."
Feeling the breath that was spit directly onto her neck, her heart beat wildly, and she subconsciously twisted her fingers on her hands. The school beauty's face turned slightly red and she answered in a low voice.
"Well… "
Volume 2 The Miracle of Improbable Probability: Chapter 1352 Chapter 434 The Nest of Ghost Stories (4k)
In the empty hall, the lights flickered and flickered.
After Bai Zhi and the school beauty showed their player IDs, everyone else was very silent for a while.
His Royal Highness is actually fine, but the crimes are so heinous and so on... It really doesn't make other people feel at ease.
After a while, it was the taciturn young man wearing glasses who took the lead and silently showed his ID.
[White Night Sacrifice].
"this person… "
Looking at the player ID displayed by the young man wearing glasses in front of him, Bai Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly.
"What's wrong?"
Obviously noticing Bai Zhi's strangeness, Ling Xiaoyi couldn't help but ask.
"Well... he's not as handsome as me."
After thinking for a moment, Bai Zhi nodded in a serious manner.
Ling Xiaoyi: "..."
White Night Sacrifice: "..."
Following the White Night Sacrifice, the other three people also showed their player IDs.
Next to the White Night Sacrifice, the burly player who started scratching his arm again had an ID named [Brian Silver], a more Western-oriented ID.
As for the two players standing in front of the supermarket on the other side, they obviously look like brothers and sisters. The young player with the earphones around his neck has an ID called "Muyu Xingzhou", and the one next to him is shorter and quieter. The girl’s player ID is [Muyu Xingzhou].
Obviously, according to the current situation, there are a total of six players in the lobby, each belonging to three teams.
If we continue to speculate in this way, then the total number of players participating in the system team's mandatory mission this time should be three player teams, a total of twelve people.
However, although the hall is currently divided into three camps, on the side of the brother and sister who should be the closest, there is a clear distance between them.
After waiting for a while and seeing that the others had no intention of standing up, Bai Yejie stretched out his hand to adjust the glasses on the bridge of his nose and spoke in a calm tone.
"Everyone here must be infected with a troublesome disease, right? Are there any doctors among you?"
There was silence, no one answered.
Muyu Xingzhou was silent, and Bai Zhi simply looked around. He looked at the lights above his head, at the walls, and his eyes swept over everyone one by one. It's just such a careless thing.
He didn't feel embarrassed about this. After waiting patiently for a while, Baiye Priest continued to speak.
"The main mission is to survive for seven days. No one on our side has triggered the additional mission yet, so it is not included in the calculation for the time being. During these seven days, our illnesses will gradually worsen as time goes by. Since there is no doctor among us If so, then the next plan will focus on exploration, is there any problem?”
"There is nothing wrong with the plan... But before that, how about we exchange information with each other? For example, this one."
He stretched out his hand to scratch his cheek, and as he spoke, Muyu Xingzhou looked at Bai Zhi a little shyly.
"You were delayed up there alone for such a long time. Did you make any additional discoveries?"
- In the past, the other party's probing eyes swept over them several times, as if they had discovered something, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.
"I discovered... there are quite a few, but before sharing that information, I want to ask some questions."
Lifting his head and looking at the lights above his head that became increasingly flickering as the world went by, Bai Zhi shrugged slightly.
"Who among you was the first to come down here? Is this how the lighting in the hall has been since you came down here?"
"light?"
Hearing this, everyone else glanced upward.
"My sister was the first to arrive, and I was the third. What's wrong?"
Turning his head and looking at his side, frowning slightly, Muyu Xingzhou asked.
"Oh, so have you ever suspected that the sister next to you might be a fake?"
His eyes swept over the girl next to Muyu Xingzhou, and Bai Zhi spoke calmly.
"… Your Excellency, are you joking?"
His eyelids twitched slightly, and Muyu Xingzhou spoke.
"My own sister, I am still familiar with her personally..."
"You should have noticed that slight sense of incongruity, otherwise you wouldn't have been tense and guarded against the other party."
Shaking his head slightly, Bai Zhi interrupted the other party's words.
"I know where your sister is now, so you don't have to endure it anymore. If you let that guy escape, your sister may not be able to come back..."
Before Bai Zhi finished speaking, something strange happened in the hall.
But the change did not come from Mu Yu Xingzhou, but from the row of massage chairs leaning against the corner.
Those massage chairs burst into flames in an instant, opening their mouths like bloodthirsty monsters and fiercely pounced on Bai Zhi and Ling Xiaoyi, who had their backs to them and were the closest to them... But Bai Zhi's reaction was far worse than theirs. quick.
He didn't even have the intention to turn back. When the Sheng Zai and the Demon Type slipped silently into his hands, the massage chairs were blasted into pieces by the violent firepower. When he reacted and turned around, the battle had ended in a few seconds, leaving only shabby cloth and wood on the ground.
Ling Xiaoyi: "..."
… Is this what it feels like to hold a thigh? This unprecedented sense of security... No wonder Xiaowen would... No, no, I can't imitate her, I have to play my own role... I'm not a dragster...
Inexplicably, the school beauty suddenly felt a little ashamed that she would have thoughts like her best friend.
… … … … … … … …
[Innate skills? Words of all things].
After arriving in this hall, Bai Zhi has been using his innate skills to explore the surroundings, so he has discovered the hidden problems in this hall long ago.
The communication cost of a few massage chairs is much higher than that of the wall next to them. They are as conspicuous as fireflies in the dark night. How could he not take precautions.
Even if you don't count the bonuses of [Holy] and [Netherworld] entries, the damage from Shengzai is enough, not to mention the God's perspective, there are no blind spots around you.
"this is… "
Reacting quickly, Muyu Xingzhou, who had been prepared in his mind for a long time, quickly turned around and wanted to take action, but at this time there was nothing behind him.
The "Muyu Xingzhou" that was supposed to be behind him disappeared at some point.
"Sure enough, even if you are prepared...are there patients with unknown illnesses who escaped from other floors?"
Shaking his head with regret, Bai Zhi put the two pistols into his cuffs with his backhand, and then spoke to Muyu Xingzhou, who was obviously anxious in front of him.
"Okay, don't look at me. Your sister has been here from beginning to end, but you just didn't recognize her at all."
As he spoke, Bai Zhi casually pointed at the chandelier above his head, whose light became increasingly swaying.
"Yes, that thing is your sister."
[NO.7659 Mimicry]
[The patient's body will change into other forms.]
[He can transform into the shape of any object he touches, achieving perfect mimicry.]
[It turns into a desk lamp, so the patient can also shine.]
[Become a car, the car can also be used to drive.]
[This is a perfect mimicry, absolutely no breath of life can be detected, and the materials are exactly the same.]
[When the disease develops to a certain stage, patients will be able to use this ability on other people and turn other people into mimic objects.]
[At the same time, the patient will gradually become taciturn, and his temperament will change drastically, preferring a dark environment, while still retaining a trace of desire to attack humans.]
[When the condition is serious, the patient will be unable to control his own abilities, and will change into whatever he touches. At the same time, he will never be able to change back, but it is said that he still retains consciousness.]
[It cannot be cured and there is no specific medicine.]
[The patient should be in a closed room and injected with corresponding sedatives at regular intervals to prevent escape.]
If the diseases that Bai Zhi had seen before were still similar to some diseases, then this so-called [mimicry syndrome] already had a hint of weirdness.
Faced with this kind of patient who can change his own form at will, once the sedatives and the like fail, those wards will never be able to contain him.
Ever since he discovered the medical record on his floor, Bai Zhi already understood who had released the dangerous patients in other wards.
Faced with an existence that can transform into any form at will to achieve perfect mimicry, it is logically difficult to deal with this thing... But it just so happens that Bai Zhi's innate skills are the nemesis of this thing.
Those massage chairs are mimicry, the "Mu Yu Xingzhou" is mimicry, and the chandelier overhead in their hall is also mimicry.
"...Are you sure this thing is my sister?"