As a player, can you be normal?

Boom!

The door of the house rang once, and then continued.

As a plague god who lives alone, there are usually only three types of people who come to Li Nuo in the evening.

Aunt Wang upstairs, the ladies next door, and the police downstairs.

Aunt Wang is an ordinary aunt who has watched Li Nuo grow up and owns five three-bedroom apartments in the city center. As a real estate agent, she will come to see if Li Nuo has died at home from time to time.

Then there is a group of freelance workers who work for spiritual comfort living next door. Many years ago, this kind of creature that used buildings as its gathering point was called Feng, and now it is called an anchor.

Sometimes when they drink too much, they will knock on Li Nuo's door for the sake of live broadcast effect. Presumably by this point, the general plot should be running towards persuading people to behave.

However, due to Li Nuo's certain act of revenge, those guys are now looking for a house and eager to move out.

As for the police...

One time when he was experimenting with the Molotov cocktails and debris he made to ignite thunder, he became attached to the police station.

Later, some police officers accidentally discovered that Li Nuo could guess the thinking of criminals.

So, from then on, there were always police officers who would observe him from time to time.

They believe that when a terminally ill patient who can understand the psychology of criminals comes back to light, it is the moment when the antisocial personality awakens.

What is gratifying to see is that the meaningless mutual surveillance battle with the police officers has exercised Li Nuo's anti-investigation capabilities...

If the above three groups of people are excluded, then those who come to his home are most likely not good people or not human beings.

As a person who likes to prepare before war and lacks a sense of security, Li Nuo went to the kitchen to take out a kitchen knife and picked up a cane in the living room.

Close to the door.

When he saw Aunt Wang in the cat's eyes, he breathed a small sigh of relief.

Holding the kitchen knife in his hand, he opened the door.

You kid, you don't make a sound when I knock on the door. Aunt Wang has a job in the property management of the community, and her husband is a retired cadre.

The two wives have a bold and unrestrained personality, but they are both good people.

The two of them would sometimes bring some food to Li Nuo.

And since Aunt Wang knew that Li Nuo had been fasting for a month, most of the food she brought was a bit fishy.

Part of the credit for Li Nuo's ability to avoid starving to death was due to Aunt Wang.

Auntie... you should knock on the door and shout. Li Nuo secretly put the kitchen knife on the chest of drawers and looked at the pot next to Auntie's feet with a smile on his face.

Who did you see knocking on the door and shouting? Aunt Wang said, Hurry up and open the door from now on. I thought something happened to your child.

Li Nuo replied: What if I am dead now?

As soon as the words came out, Aunt Wang realized a strange phenomenon. Li Nuo's face was quite rosy...

If she was holding the pot now, it would fall to the floor.

It can also be seen from here that the reason why Li Nuo has not been beaten to death until now is because he lacks social interaction.

Just kidding, I might just have a flashback. Li Nuo bent down, opened the lid of the pot, looked at the fragrant stew and couldn't help but admired: This relief meal smells so good, thank you, Auntie.

Aunt Wang was still a little shocked, so she said calmly: Xiao Nuo, you have to learn to be serious. You will have to find a job after you recover from the illness. The prerequisite for a good life is to establish good principles of conduct.

Understood. Li Nuo dragged a pot of broth into the room.

Aunt Wang helped him pick up the broth and asked with a smile: You brat, what principles do you have?

Li Nuo said without thinking: Greed, life, fear, and death.

Don't be such a mouthful! Aunt Wang put the pot on the table in the room for him, lit some incense for his mother, and before leaving, she took out a few candles from her pocket and said, By the way, our building has a power outage today. I'll give it to you. Have some candles ready.

Li Nuo hesitated for a few seconds: I have candles. You and your uncle can keep them for the night.

Aunt Wang raised her hand as if to hit someone, then half-angrily put the candle into Li Nuo's hand and said, I'm going to slap you, kid, hold it for me!

After sending Aunt Wang away, Li Nuo cooked a bowl of noodles, poured broth and garlic to fill his stomach.

In fact, he can spend 20 gold coins in the endless corridor to buy some food in the mall to satisfy his hunger, but he is a weirdo and his focus is different from other people most of the time.

For example, there is a power outage right now.

On a lonely, dark and cold night, he could go to the Endless Corridor and chat with 2B for another two hours.

But he did not choose something like this that many men dream of. Instead, he chose to light a candle in the dark and take out a pen and paper.

……journal……

April 2nd, sunny, power outage.

Since Aunt Wang said I was not serious, I decided to write a diary.

Today I received a doll and met a fat man and a piece of shit.

This day is a bit tiring and mentally exhausting.

I'm very sleepy now, but the wall next door has almost collapsed, making it impossible for me to sleep. I have to find a way to stop these anchors from disturbing the people.

Work record: Five pages of drafts.

April 3rd, sunny.

This morning, a lot of police came. It was confirmed that a group of anchors mistook the chili oil for keselu due to a power outage and accidentally set off the fire.

The smell when I opened the door was indescribable.

If I had known better, I wouldn’t have used chili oil.

In addition, I heard that the anchors were considering moving, so I gave some videos to the police and helped them move.

Work record: Sixteen pages of drafts.

April 6, sunny/cloudy.

I found that I couldn't write anything related to the Endless Corridor in the real world, so I continued to write in the diary in space using the pen and notebook that came from the Resistance Army.

Today 2B and I drew random cards.

She got a pair of riding boots and a shawl, which was quite wasteland style.

I got a shovel and a shit block and I didn't understand why I got the shit block.

I passed the piece of shit to Marger, and he returned two pieces of shit to me in seconds.

Finally, 2B started giving me fighting lessons today.

It hurts.

Work record: Finished the draft.

April 7, light rain.

It hurts.

April 8th, heavy rain.

It hurts.

On April 9, my house was flooded... No updates today.

April 10, sunny.

2B has been a little bored lately, so I decided to teach her a Secondary 2 language course that would trigger [Focuser]. For this purpose, I spent a whole night collecting 3,000 famous Secondary 2 sentences.

I always feel that she is at her best when she says Why are you so skilled?

Work record: Start drawing lines for comics.

April 11, sunny.

It hurts.

April 12, sunny.

2B asked me today: Are there any differences between me and humans?

I didn’t know how to answer, so I spent 10 gold coins in the mall to buy her the worst quality scale, which could bear 200 kilograms.

The scale is broken.

I planned to buy her another toilet today, but I searched the entire space and saw no sign of open defecation, and I realized.

2B's excretory system is still mechanically manufactured, and she currently does not need to go to the toilet.

This woman is an angel.

But I also feel sad for her. She cannot appreciate the tenderness of flushing the toilet to clean the body.

It hurts.

April 13, sunny.

I went to the space to finish writing the diary and then ran away. 2B was helpless.

It doesn't hurt today.

Work record: Checked.

April 16, light rain.

Today I finally learned [Basic Joint Skills]. This physical skill requires [Melee Combat]. 2B said that the next step is to teach me advanced fighting methods.

I feel like 2B is a treasure chest, with endless treasures hidden inside her.

Also, I discovered that 2B has abdominal muscles...

From my observation, the formation of muscle outline is related to the attribute [Physique] bonus.

Physique is a bit like the internal force in martial arts novels, it is the foundation that supports strength and mobility.

To put it simply, if the strength value is too high and the constitution is too low, the consequence is that your body may not be able to bear it and the body will collapse.

Thinking about it this way, being played badly should be due to poor health.

But it doesn't matter if your constitution is high and your strength is low.

In addition, I personally tested it today and found that physical fitness can indeed make bones stronger and endurance better.

Work record: Two weeks of drawings have been completed.

April 17, sunny.

Yesterday I mailed the drawn manuscript to the editorial department.

My editor thought I was dead and my account had been stolen, so they actually called the police... I just work hard occasionally, right?

Start learning [Unlimited Fighting Technique] today.

Damn...it hurts so much.

April 20, light rain.

I received the royalties today, 200 yuan.

I wonder if anyone would like me standing on the street like this?

There was another power outage at night, and I always felt like someone was looking at me outside the window... I was thinking, are there really ghosts in Cairo?

It hurts.

April 21, heavy rain.

It hurts.

April 22nd, sunny.

The system accounting for 2B just ended today.

I have to say that she is worthy of being the protagonist. Because she was conquered by me in the world of Final Fantasy, the system gave her a magic skill [Basic Fireball].

But the most important thing is that the system has opened a new policy, which means that 2B can change its name.

Ah...that's simply great.

I was worried that the name on her panel would reveal her identity, but the name was not decided by me or her. Instead, the system randomly selected a name for her every day until she was satisfied with it.

The name drawn today is Tifa Lockhart.

It hurts.

April 23, light rain.

The name I drew today is Daimon Goro.

I suggested she use this name.

She didn't agree.

April 24th, heavy rain.

When I went out to buy burritos, I saw an abandoned dog. The little guy looked a lot like Erha, but he didn't seem to be the same. One of its eyes was stuck with glue. After I helped it open it, I gave it all the meat in the pie, and then sent it to a stray pet foster care center.

I can't even feed myself, so I won't harm other creatures.

But I don’t know why, I always feel that it looks like me.

No matter what, I saved it, and I hope that in the future it will become a bitch and repay my kindness.

At night, Aunt Wang came anxiously and told me to lock the doors and windows. Last night, a wolf ran out with its cubs from the nearby Cairo Zoo.

I quickly called the police...

April 26, cloudy.

I discovered that 2B also has muscles on her back, and I wonder if she can drive a ghost back in the future.

In the evening, my attending physician, Dr. Xu, called me and said that he would come to see me one day in the next few days. He might be worried that something might happen to me... Actually, I am quite grateful to him.

The name I drew today is Zhang Cuifen.

It hurts.

Has learned [Unrestricted Fighting Technique].

April 27, sunny.

Dr. Xu couldn't come today, but he said he would definitely come the day after tomorrow.

The name I drew today is Chabai.

2B said she likes this name. I feel like there must be something wrong with her aesthetics and IQ.

April 28, light rain.

The editorial department sent a congratulatory message. My comics can be published on all channels on the Internet. I guess they want to wait until I die before using my works to promote them. After all, most literary works require the author to die first before they can become works of art. Ha, Beautiful thought! I'm quite alive!

But in order to get rid of poverty as soon as possible, I decided to be a serious person from today on.

April 29, sunny.

I decided to burn the diary today.

2B taught me [Retreat].

In addition, she planned to call it Cha Bai.

…

After Li Nuo burned the diary, he exited the Endless Corridor.

When he returned to the house, it was already 6 o'clock in the evening. He thought that Dr. Xu was coming to the house today, so he planned to cook something to entertain him.

It was already dark by the time I finished cooking.

Not long after walking out of the kitchen, the landline in the living room rang.

Li Nuo answered the phone, and Dr. Xu's voice was heard over there, but at this moment, the system's voice appeared:

[Realistic plot mission has been triggered: Pixel Hospital Horror Legend]