Different dimension game

"This secret may be hidden on the roof of the building, in the cafeteria, in the sewer or in the morgue... Once you approach these places, you may die suddenly. So the dean ordered these places to be sealed off, and all these years have been safe."

"Without my presence, we may have lived in peace forever, but there may be an accident one day."

He couldn't help scratching his head, racking his brains, thinking hard.

But strangely, he didn't find any special clues on the roof.

Of course, it is possible that the search time was too short... before it was found, it was killed by [False].

"If there is indeed no effective clue on the roof, but as long as you walk to the roof, it will trigger the collapse of Building 3. What does it mean? What does the change in sunlight caused by opening and closing windows mean?"

His eyes lit up slightly!

"That is..."

"[Collapse] itself is a special kind of information?"

In addition, there is another clue that the memories of Ms. Chen and Xu Zhijun have been rewritten.

In Xu Zhijun's pocket, there was also an advertising leaflet.

The personalities of these two guys have undergone a fundamental reversal, and they have changed into another person!

The original Ms. Chen should be lively and cheerful, with a social aura, and her personality is still interesting.

Xu Zhijun, on the other hand, was not very good at thinking and was taciturn.

But now...the two people's personalities are not the same.

"Now that I know the ability of [False Illusion], I should let my imagination fly as much as possible and think more."

"[Qingtian Hospital, cure all diseases] This advertisement leaflet is hidden in Xu Zhijun's pocket. If this piece of paper is a reminder given to me by the game, it can explain something..."

Wang Hao continued to draw a few clues on the paper with a pencil.

"It can be speculated like this: This leaflet was picked up by Xu Zhijun in the earth world. At that time, he was stupid, he might have low self-esteem, and he might believe it. He really thought there was a hospital that could cure hundreds of people. sick."

"With this strong delusion, he and Chen Xinyi came to this incredible hospital."

"The world I control has not been invaded by [False]; but this world is already controlled by [False], and it can easily radiate its own ability."

"So, even a black guard investigator like Chen Xinyi, the moment she enters the hospital, she will feel that 'curing all diseases' is a natural thing. She will not have too many doubts."

"After they are treated in the hospital, the price they pay is that they have to work here? At the same time, the memory is rewritten and a personality is changed?"

"Hmm... that's probably the case."

It is speculated that Wang Hao seems to have grasped a certain key clue, but there is a layer of paper behind him, and he has no ability to pierce the paper.

The current fragmented information is still too much, and there are still quite a few unsolved mysteries.

He took a deep breath, the pleasure of brainstorming, he couldn't stop.

"This hospital is too scary! After going in to see a doctor, you will become a cleaner and security guard in the hospital? Your memory will also be rewritten."

"But where did the cleaners and security guards go?"

"The answer is most likely... dead?! It was washed into the sewer, so the sewer often smells..."

It is speculated that here, the feeling of terrified thinking comes up.

Why do cleaners and security guards die?Who killed them?

Following this line of thought, Wang Hao had some doubts faintly, and his guess seemed to have gone a little wrong.

"Not all patients should become hospital cleaners and security guards, otherwise this hospital will become a hell on earth that only swallows people and never releases them."

According to his observations, most of the patients can still be discharged normally, only a very small number of patients are unlucky, their memories are rewritten, and they become cleaners and security guards.

As for why my character became a cleaner and a security guard, it can only be explained that some kind of "hint" in the game can effectively reduce the difficulty of the game.

Chapter 213 My Diary

"Don't worry, the ability to feign death may not be very useful in hospital scripts."

"Just change the ability of 'Paper Doll Manipulation' to try."

"I can manipulate paper figurines, go to some dangerous places, and maybe get more information."

Thinking of this, Wang Hao put on the helmet again with the mentality of trying.

[The script you entered is "Unbelievable Hospital", and your current game points are 10100. 】

More money brings a sense of security!

The start is still in that office. After a few minutes, the director of the office will come and chat with the dean, wanting to build a new building.

Wang Hao also ran out, chatted a few words, and suddenly asked: "Director, Building No. 3 has a long history, right?"

"Yes, that was the tallest building in our city more than 40 years ago, and it has been surpassed by many buildings now." The bald director turned his head and said with a smile, "But the recent tallest buildings are not approved by the government. Especially the 500 Tall buildings above [-] meters will basically not be built again.”

This rule is similar to that on Earth.

Once upon a time, people thought that the taller the buildings, the more prosperous the city would be, with all kinds of strange buildings lined up, but in fact this is just a psychological factor.

Whether it is comfort, ventilation, or fire protection, high-rise buildings are no match for shorter houses, especially high-rise buildings may also have problems with foundation subsidence...so now they are not approved.

After the story of the two ended, Wang Hao picked up ordinary scissors and started cutting paper.

Soon, a vivid paper figurine appeared in his hand.

After drawing the round eyes, a line of prompts popped up.

[You made a paper man.Quality: Inferior. 】

【You can now control the paper figurine with mental power.The power of the paper figurine is determined by the material of the paper and your mental strength. 】

Wang Hao tried a little bit, and this control method, like adding a small clone, is not too complicated.

Under the influence of mental power, the paper figurine stood up crookedly, a gust of wind blew by, and the paper figurine suddenly floated in the air and lost control.

"A piece of ordinary A4 paper consumes about 0.1 points of mental power per second. I have 5000 points of mental power and can last for more than 10 hours. It is definitely enough."

However, once this paper figurine is soaked or blown away by the wind, it cannot be manipulated...

"It needs to be strengthened a little bit."

Wang Hao found some iron wire, added a few sheets of oily paper, and recreated a new paper figurine.

Many things in the game were simplified. After about 15 minutes, an oily paper man with wire as a skeleton was ready.

Whether it is a door gap or a vent, it can be drilled in, and the flexibility is fully guaranteed.

"The mental strength consumed has increased, 0.5 per second, you can bear it."

In fact, this ability is quite practical, as long as there is a strong enough paper figurine, it can be used as a means to resist weirdness...

Of course, this kind of "powerful" paper figurine needs a lot of rare materials and various research supports. If you want to achieve the kind in Xanadu Village, you may have to try a lot.

The field of vision of the paper figurine is naturally inferior to that of humans, with black and white images and some pixels.

"It looks like a robot..."

Holding the paper figurine, he first rummaged through the archives room to look up information about Building No. 3.

[Please do not take the information out of the archive room at will. 】

That's the only sticker on the wall.

After searching for a long time, all the materials in Building 3 were destroyed by someone.

Wang Hao was not discouraged, and searched again.

This time, I actually found a dusty notebook in a hidden drawer.

"What is this... a diary? In the last reincarnation, I haven't found this thing yet."

He gently opened the diary, as if a product called "history" emerged from the notebook.

[You found an important clue, 'my' diary. 】

"On February 6, the weather was fine."

"I am the director of the archives room of this hospital. I have worked hard here for many, many years."

"My name is Zhou Jieran, but I always find it strange... I look at myself in the mirror and often wonder, is my name really Zhou Haoran?"

"The memory reminds me that I have been working in this hospital for 20 years."

"And last week, I measured my bone age. I was only 24 years old. Did I work here when I was four years old? Although the data of bone age is not very accurate, I am in my 40s and have Isn’t it strange to have a 24-year-old bone age? Could it be that I’m so gifted that I won’t age?”

"Just today, I was in the hospital and saw a young and mature patient. Although he was only a teenager, judging from his appearance, he was almost 40 or [-] years old."

"I thought about myself, is it the same? I thought about some possibilities, and I was scared, but I couldn't record it anymore."

(A large number of underlines, the writer may realize something, and directly crossed out these contents.)

So "I" is Zhou Haoran?

Wang Hao's eyebrows twitched twice, looking at his work nameplate, it was indeed called "Zhou Haoran".

"June 6st, fine weather."

"I found that our hospital is not monitored, and the specific photos involving people are also sparse. This is actually not unusual... In our world, how should I put it, sometimes it is a blessing not to know, we are careful Following the known rules for twenty or thirty years?"

"It is impossible for me to marry a wife and have children. Although children may be safe, it is undoubtedly a kind of torture to be born in such a world. (Strike out a lot of words) I am a person who likes ancient poetry. I seem to have thought, Be a historian?"

A lot of nonsense descriptions about life and emotions, this guy seems to be under a lot of mental stress, and he keeps reading in his diary.

Wang Hao is also a little confused.

Theoretically, this "avatar" does not have its own thinking and actions, so it should not be possible to bring an overly complicated character background, let alone write a diary.

So the owner of this diary is someone else?

"I'm the director of the archives room, and I'm also the successor...Some kind of mysterious force has placed me in this job? The owner of this diary can't be...he's dead."

Wang Hao's face was a little cloudy and uncertain. With the digging of clues, this Qingtian Hospital really became more and more weird.

"On February 6, the weather was fine."

"When I was sorting out the files, I observed that the staff in the hospital had almost no mobility. Everyone went to and from work on time every day, and few people asked for leave. It was really amazing. Everyone praised the staff in the hospital. Working atmosphere, passionate work, saving lives and curing patients are our code of conduct."

"There are more and more praises from the outside world."

"But I thought of a terrible possibility... This hidden truth is too scary."

"The rules of the past may be wrong, no, I must pursue the truth. Even if it is possible to die because of it... (lots of black graffiti)"

Two days were skipped in the middle of the diary.

But the next paragraph in the diary made Wang Hao's heart skip a beat, sweating profusely, and goosebumps all over his body.

"On February 6, the weather was fine."

"I spent two days in fear and I was ready to commit suicide."

Write the following text with a red marker pen.

"My name is Zhou Haoran, and I am 45 years old. In order to find the truth, I am ready to commit suicide! I did not commit suicide because of despair, I just pursued the truth!"

"Please pay attention, I! With absolute determination and perseverance, I will complete this operation!"

"I'm about to be injected with cyanide capable of killing ten thousand elephants. There's no way I'll survive. In a second, I'm going to die! Believe me, I'll kill myself!"

"My name is Zhou Haoran, I am 45 years old, I am 1 meters tall, and I look mature!"

"My name is Zhou Haoran, I am 45 years old, I am 1 meters tall, and I look old-fashioned!!"

Chapter 214 The scene in the morgue

The owner of the diary tried his best to reveal something.

But the diary is not over, and the handwriting in the next few days seems to be a little messy.

"On February 6, the weather was fine."

"My name is Zhou Haoran. I am 45 years old. I am 1 meters tall and look mature. I measured my height and found that I have grown by one centimeter, which is unbelievable."

"I remember committing suicide yesterday? But it didn't work."

"The cyanide seems to be fake. It really caused me a big problem. How could there be cyanide in the hospital? Think about it, it's fake. The so-called suicide is just a joke. Why do you want to commit suicide when it's so good? Woolen cloth?"

"Oh, by the way, I don't actually have the habit of keeping a diary, do I?"