Nanchuan Madhouse.

Doctor: "What do you feel is abnormal?"

Fu Yan: "I often feel out of place because the world is not perverted enough."

The doctor took a look at Fu Yan.

His eyes lingered for a moment on his dark red suit jacket with problems left over from history, and finally came to a conclusion:

"Cognition is clear, no disease! Next."

Fu Yan nodded and gave the doctor a gentle and polite smile.

The next second, heart-piercing screams came from the office.

The cry was heartbreaking and resounded through the sky.

The players outside the door were so scared that they clung together tightly at a loss.

Is it so big at the beginning? !

Five minutes later, a young man with a handsome face and a tall figure came out of the office.

He closed the office door intimately, looked at the player at the door with a smile, and asked politely, "Excuse me, how can I get to the nurse's station?"

A player subconsciously pointed backwards.

Fu Yan: "Thank you."

After Fu Yan left, the players chattered and discussed.

"Is that just now..."

"You feel like..."

"I can't..."

Until they entered the office and witnessed the tragedy of the doctor.

"yes!"

"Absolutely!"

"That one just now is definitely Fu Yan!"

Fu Yan found the nurse's station and showed the nurse his medical certificate.

"Delusion, mania, schizophrenia, affective disorder?" The corner of the nurse's mouth twitched slightly after taking the case, "Your types are quite...complete."

Fu Yan nodded and smiled.

The nurse felt that in his smile, there was three points of abnormality, four points of cruelty, and five points of cruelty.

She swallowed, took the tray, and hurriedly took Fu Yan to the ward.

Fu Yan lived in a double room.

At this time, there was already a person living inside.

There are a lot of daily necessities in the house, which shows that this person has been here for a while.

As soon as Fu Yan entered the room, the people inside jumped up.

The man stared at Fu Yan, his eyes were full of disbelief, "Brother! Why are you here! It's such a coincidence that we can meet each other in dungeons, so I say we are destined..."

Fu Yan also recognized the person in front of him.

It was his novice guide.

"What a coincidence."

After the nurse left, Cui Hao approached Fu Yan familiarly, "Brother Fu, what illness did they treat you for?"

Fu Yan took out his medical certificate.

"Parana, mania, schizophrenia, affective disorder..."

After Cui Hao finished reading, he gave Fu Yan a thumbs up silently.

Brother is brother, more sick than them.

Cui Hao took out his medical certificate, "They say I'm a transvestite! I'm a pure man who can't even curl his orchid fingers!"

As Cui Hao said, he raised his little finger and picked up his medical certificate.

Fu Yan: "..."

Cui Hao: "By the way, brother, what is your mission? Mine is 'receive treatment until you recover', but I am not sick at all!"

After Cui Hao finished speaking, he snorted shyly.

Fu Yan resisted the hotness in his eyes, and stopped asking: "Is everyone's task different?"

Cui Hao: "Brother, I see that you don't usually watch the live broadcast! In this dungeon, each player's task is different. Before, there was a player whose task was to help the doctor find a urinal. I laughed so hard, haha Ha ha."

As soon as Fu Yan entered the instance, he appeared in the doctor's office.

He hasn't had time to check the dungeon information.

Fu Yan opened his own control panel.

【Player Name: Fu Yan】

【Game experience: 3】

[Spirit value: 0]

【Luck value: 001】

[Life Point: 100]

[Talent: Unknown]

[Weapon: None]

【Comprehensive grade: e】

【Fragment: 0】

[Player information can be seen in the live broadcast room]

Skipping personal information, Fu Yan turned to the copy information column.

[Dungeon: Nanchuan Madhouse]

【Mode: Online】

【Level: Intermediate】

【Difficulty: ☆】

[Player Mission: Escape from the Madhouse]

[The dungeon information can be seen in the live broadcast room]

[Reminder: This dungeon is live-streamed throughout. 】

Deliberately advance the copy, the doctor said he was not sick, and even the task was to escape from the madhouse.

The game really doesn't want him to enter the dungeon.

"Brother, what are you laughing at?" Cui Hao asked, blinking.

"It's funny to think of a stupid thing." After Fu Yan finished speaking, he added: "My mission is to escape from the madhouse."

Cui Hao's eyes widened when he heard this, his envious expression was beyond words, "It's so simple?!"

Fu Yan: "Simple?"

"It's quite simple for you!" Cui Hao said while pushing open the window on the second floor, "Get out from here, the mission is over."

"It's so simple?" Fu Yan was in disbelief at first, and then suddenly realized.

It is not impossible for the copy to kick him out of the game so much, and to fool him with a simple task.

Cui Hao thought that Fu Yan didn't believe it, and explained: "At first, I didn't know that this task was so easy, until a player in the live broadcast couldn't find a clue to get out, almost collapsed, and finally jumped out of the window in a fit of anger."

"The system directly judged that his task was completed, and everyone knew that this task was so simple."

Cui Hao opened the window to the maximum, "Let's go, brother! Although I am very happy that you are here, this lunatic asylum is really not for people. You can go while it is bright."

"I haven't played enough yet." Fu Yan waved his hand, indicating that he had no intention of leaving.

Are you kidding me, just leave like this, who is the horror worth looking for.

Fu Yan picked up the hospital gown on the bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

It's really uncomfortable to be covered in this blood-stinging clothes.

While Fu Yan was washing, Cui Hao had been standing at the door chatting with him.

He didn't need Fu Yan's response, so he just stood at the door and said.

He felt like he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.

When Fu Yan came out after taking a shower and changing clothes, he was still nagging at the door.

Fu Yan: "How long have you been in this instance?"

Cui Hao thought for a while, "I don't remember, it's been about a week or so. I just finished reading your last dungeon, and I was pulled in."

Fu Yan: "The 'Ghost Story'?"

Cui Hao nodded, "Yes!"

Fu Yan: "That's already the last dungeon. The dungeon of 'High School Ghost Story' was done by me five days ago. In other words, you have been in this dungeon for at least four months."

Cui Hao's eyes widened suddenly upon hearing this, with an unbelievable look on his face:

"What?! Last one! I actually missed one of your live broadcast!!!"

Fu Yan: "..."

Is this the point...?

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