Thriller Paradise

Chapter 497: Cursed Hospital II

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I don't know if this passage is NC's monologue to himself in the script, or the title description instead of the system sound.

While the voice was speaking, various horrifying images continued to flash on the touch screen in front of Feng Bujue...

Those pictures are blurry, mixed with black and white wave images, basically fleeting.

Most of the things photographed are very weird... ghostly shadows lying on the floor, corpses stuck to the wall, terrified faces, palm prints, backs of children, squirming internal organs, tangled long hair, etc...

Finally, when the "introduction" ended, a touch of bright red appeared in the black and white picture.

A pair of blood-colored eyes were suddenly reflected on the screen and froze...

"The atmosphere is well rendered..." Feng Bujue yawned, and muttered in a very casual tone.

If it were someone else, they might be terrified just by looking at this brief introduction. But Brother Jue, you can still make complaints very easily...

"If these pictures are the epitome of that 'Leicester' workplace..." Feng Bujue laughed, "then it's really justifiable for him to be late and go to bed."

While he was talking, the elevator stopped.

The door... slowly opened.

Outside the door is a fairly spacious corridor, the surrounding walls are white, and the floor is covered with tiles. There was a light coming from above, but the light was dim, and there seemed to be strange shadows mixed with the light source.

"Hmm... there won't be any going out to kill, right?" Feng Bujue thought of this, took a half step, held the elevator door with his hand, and poked his head out slowly and cautiously.

There is no one on both sides of the corridor, and a row of plastic seats can be seen at intervals, usually next to a door. On each door, there is a door plate with clear characters hanging horizontally. In addition to a few floors and a few rooms, there are words like "Internal Medicine" and "Pediatrics" written on the house number.

"Well...it's really a hospital..." Feng Bujue read.

Judging from the "nurse and female doctor" mentioned in the plot introduction, the place where "Lester" works should be the hospital. The moment the elevator door was opened, Feng Bujue was naturally more sure. Regardless of the width of the corridor or the smell of disinfectant, they are all characteristics of the hospital.

However, there seems to be more than just the smell of disinfectant in the air here. Feng Bujue faintly felt that he smelled a different smell, but it was hard to identify the smell...

"Well, I'm going to work now." Feng Bujue took a step forward and walked out of the elevator.

Shout... bang!

Almost the moment he stepped out, the elevator door started to move, and it closed abruptly in half a second.

When Feng Bujue looked back, the elevator door had changed in an instant... Its height was slightly increased, and its width increased a lot. Most of the elevators in the hospital are like this. Considering that the hospital bed may need to be pushed in in an emergency, the load capacity and door size are close to those of a freight elevator.

"Then... this is the official start..." Feng Bujue chanted these words, and suddenly discovered something, he saw his own reflection from the elevator door, it turned out to be another person.

It was a Caucasian male in a security uniform, about the same height as Brother Jue, but with a rather handsome face.

"This is Leicester..." Feng Bujue said to himself, "So... when other people look at me in the script, I should be like this."

[Important reminder: Your equipment effects have been cleared; your skills and inventory have been locked; items in your clothing pockets have been shielded, and some new items have been added.]The system prompts at the right time.

"Heh...hehe..." Feng Bujue laughed a few times, "As expected... here again."

He has had a lot of nightmares, and he has become accustomed to this kind of situation...

Player statistics and conclusions have long been gathered on the forum: the single-player survival mode of nightmare difficulty is undoubtedly the mode most likely to trigger the "restriction". When players play this kind of script, there is a possibility of close to 50%... they will be subject to various restrictions. In other words... It's useless if you can fight, the system will always have a way to let you experience what is called a "nightmare".

"Okay... then I'll quietly... I can use something." Feng Bujue immediately reached out to touch the pockets of his clothes and trousers.

After some self-searching, he found the following: an unopened stick of chewing gum (three pieces left), a pocket knife with a plastic handle (the kind commonly used to peel apples), a pair of dark glasses, and a small can of spray pomade (mini), a smelly white sock (yes, only one), a small comb, half a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter.

"I don't have a mobile phone..." Feng Bujue touched his chin and said, "Is it a script restriction... or does it mean that I live in an era when mobile phones are not yet popular..."

While he was thinking, the system prompts again: [The main task has been triggered]

Feng Bujue opened the game menu almost instinctively, and called out the task bar, where a malicious sentence was displayed: [Stick to the job and live until dawn]

"Working on the night shift in the hospital is life-threatening... The world is really getting worse and worse." Feng Bujue vomited, then turned around and walked towards the left.

"Anyway... first look for a map and the like, and confirm the terrain of the script." His eyes scanned vigilantly, even the cracks on the wall, for fear that he might miss any possible clues.

"Well... the doors of the consulting rooms are closed, and there is no light coming from the doors... Then this is probably the outpatient department. Because no one comes at night, these rooms are locked." Feng Bujue walked through the doors of those rooms. When passing by, don't forget to make some guesses.

"Speaking of which, this corridor is really quite long..." He walked for a while, but still couldn't find the map on the wall, so he couldn't help but glance back.

Then, I saw a very strange scene...

The moment he turned his head, the lights in the entire corridor flickered twice, and the moment the lights went out, a white, shimmering figure seemed to appear in the dark corridor.

The location of "it" is far away from Feng Bujue, it looks only the size of a thumb, and it is hard to tell whether it is a light spot left on the retina or a real shadow. Anyway... After the lights were restored, the white shadow disappeared.

When a normal person sees this scene, his shock value has already risen sharply, and he hastily turned around and hurried on his way.

But Feng Bujue closed his eyes, staring at the corridor in the same way that he was trying to observe the small icons on the bottom row when testing his eyesight...

"Cut... scare me?" He said arrogantly, and took out sunglasses from his pocket to put on himself.

I don't know whether to celebrate or regret... Brother Jue's behavior is indeed immediate.

He put on the sunglasses and saw that "white shadow" appeared again, and this time, it was standing less than one meter away from Feng Bujue.

It was a man wrapped in bandages all over his body, and his body seemed to be male. Except for his eyes and nostrils, his whole body was tightly wrapped. If you observe carefully, you can still see traces of blood oozing from the gaps in the bandages...

"Hey..." Feng Bujue stared at the other party for a few seconds, and then lifted his sunglasses up again. At this time, he couldn't see the bandaged man again. Then, Brother Jue put down his sunglasses again, and this time he could see again...

"Ho~hohohohoho~" he repeated "hoo" with the first sound in his mouth, while moving the sunglasses up and down, as if he was looking at a painting drawn by invisible ink.

The bandaged man stood in front of him, but he didn't make any attacking moves, but... from the eyes of the bandaged man, it can be seen that he was a little surprised by his reaction to Brother Jue... Moreover, this surprise soon became It hurts.

"Ah..." The bandage man finally couldn't help it anymore, the security guard in front of him didn't seem to be afraid at all, which really hurt the ghost's self-esteem, so he raised his hands, groaned, and slowly approached Brother Jue .

"Huh? Want to make a move?" Feng Bujue pushed his sunglasses up to the bridge of his nose with his middle finger, and put them on tightly. Then, he took a big step backwards, adopting Huang Feihong's signature posture, as if he was about to fight this bandage guy Play hard.

"Aren't you... not afraid of me?" The man in the bandage actually stopped in his tracks, and he faltered with his mouth wrapped under the bandage.

"I'm afraid of you?" Feng Bujue scanned the other party up and down with a contemptuous look, "You've already been beaten like this, why am I afraid of you?"

"I'm a ghost... Do you know what that means?" The bandage man lowered his voice and said in the most terrifying tone he thought.

"I don't know." Feng Bujue was telling the truth, the setting of ghosts in each script is different, how could he know... "Then do you know..." Feng Bujue actually took the conversation and asked back , "What do you mean by 'Hohohohoho~Hooooooohoo'?"

"Uh..." The bandage man was dumbfounded by his question.

"The so-called 'hohohohoho~hohohohoho' is..." Feng Bujue suddenly continued with a high-pitched voice, "In a small town, the years have passed, and the clear courage... the washed memories, I remember you, live proudly go down..."

"Ah!" The bandage man screamed and ran away... I don't know if he was shocked or afraid...

"Cut... the combat power is too weak..." Feng Bujue spat, took off his sunglasses, shrugged, turned and continued on his way, "It seems that the ghosts in this script basically rely on teleportation, interference circuits, and disappearing from time to time." It’s just to scare people. As long as you don’t have the ability to teleport and physically touch...it’s just like fart to me... "

After another few tens of seconds, a T-shaped intersection appeared in front of the corridor, and a schematic diagram of the hospital finally appeared on the wall at the intersection.

"But don't be careless..." Feng Bujue murmured as he walked, "Nightmare difficulty will not be so easy. This kind of script that restricts abilities, apart from the test of scare value... must be full of all kinds of extremely bad puzzles..." RS

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