Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

"Blood is the key to the infinite proliferation of human heads. If you kill it, the blood it touches on the steps will split and proliferate. As they die, the blood on the steps will become more and more, repeating the cycle."

Yang Ming suddenly realized: "No wonder you threw them all into the corridor with your hair. As long as people's heads cannot touch the blood on the steps, they will be finished."

"Hmm." Fang Xiu hummed lightly.

No one in the crowd expected that the scalp ball, which was so difficult to deal with and could not be killed, would be so easy to solve.

"Brother Hugh! How did you come up with this method?"

"I have seen the future."

An understatement of a sentence fell in Ma Xingbang's ears like a thunderbolt.

Damn it!Could he really predict the future?

No, absolutely impossible, if I can really predict the future, why can't I copy it?There is no ability in this world that I cannot copy.

Is it.....

In the darkness, a gleam flashed in Ma Xingbang's eyes, he had already guessed Fang Xiu's secret of predicting the future.

Soon, everyone came to the second floor.

At this moment, everyone was faced with a choice, that is to continue to go upstairs, or go to the second floor to explore.

However, before everyone could choose, Fang Xiu went directly to the second floor.

He came here this time to explore the secrets of the entire Qingshan Mental Hospital, and naturally he would not let go of every floor.

No one has any objections to Fang Xiu's choice.

Everyone only thought that Fang Xiu had seen the future again, so he chose the second floor.

After experiencing the scalp ball incident, everyone walked more cautiously along the way. Facts have proved the horror of Qingshan Mental Hospital, and everyone can't help but be careless.

The layout of the second floor is basically the same as that of the first floor, with a long corridor in sight, but the only difference is that there are small rooms on both sides of the corridor.

The house numbers 104,109,201,311, [-], [-], [-] are written on the room...

Fang Xiu frowned when he saw these house numbers.

He has been here!

The first time he saw the Qingshan Mental Hospital, he had seen it in this world, but now the terrain is completely chaotic, and the weak seal allows several strange ones to escape, causing distortion in the strange domain.

The wards that should have been on the first floor appeared on the second floor, and there were even wards starting with 3 on the second floor.

This also means that the previous terrain advantage has been greatly weakened.

Part of the reason for escaping from Qingshan Mental Hospital for the first time was due to the advantage of the terrain, because Fang Xiu knew some of the terrain in advance and knew where the safe exit was.

But this time it was different, the terrain was all messed up.

"This ward is too strange. The one starting with 1 should be the first floor, and the one starting with 2 is the second floor. Why are one, two, and three all mixed together?" Yang Ming also discovered the blind spot.

"It's weird! There are a lot of weird things in these rooms!" Ma Xingbang suddenly said with a very ugly face.

At the same time, his nose kept twitching, apparently smelling a strange smell.

Yang Ming was startled immediately: "Don't scare people, there are at least ten rooms here! According to what you mean, isn't there more than ten weird ones on this floor?"

"Not that many, I smell about five strange breaths."

"Five." Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing him, Bai Qi couldn't help cursing: "Idiot! If there are five in the room, that means the others have escaped!"

"What!? Which room is empty, which room is weird, can you smell it, Consultant Ma?"

Ma Xingbang shook his head solemnly: "The distance is too close, and the breath is mixed together, so I can't judge the specific location."

boom!

Fang Xiu had already kicked open the door of a room.

"Fang Xiu, what are you doing!" Ma Xingbang was instantly shocked and angry.

Everyone was also taken aback, and stared at the kicked open door, for fear that something horrible and strange would come out of it.

However, Fang Xiu had already walked into it.

Everyone was stunned, no one expected Fang Xiu to be so courageous, but he quickly realized that he might have predicted it again.

Can precognition be used so casually?It seems my guess was correct.

Ma Xingbang's eyes flickered, and he became more and more sure of his guess.

Everyone followed Fang Xiu into it, and found that there was nothing strange inside.

This is not a ward, but more like a doctor's consulting room. There are hangers with white coats, a desk, stethoscopes scattered on the table, and some case reports stained red with blood.

In fact, Fang Xiu didn't predict that there would be no weirdness here, because he clearly knew that the weirdness here had died long ago.

Because the owner of this room is a female doctor!

It was the female doctor with the long legs.

It was also the weirdness that helped Fang Xiu light up his spirituality for the first time. If he hadn't touched the female doctor's thigh many times, Fang Xiu might still be an ordinary person now.

But the female doctor was dead, killed by Yang Kunpeng and his team.

This also made Fang Xiu unable to properly repay the other party's kindness.

Slightly regretful.

But now is not the time for regrets, Fang Xiu went straight to the desk and picked up the blood-stained report.

When he saw the mental hospital through the present world, he saw these reports in the female doctor's office, but because the body could not be touched, the reports were overlapped, resulting in limited information.

Now he could finally see what was written on the report.

The first page of the report was covered with blood, just like what Fang Xiu had seen in this world before.

128 subjects... (covered in blood) The degree of transformation is 21.64%, and the transformation fails.

He turned to the first page directly and looked back.

It's just a pity that the paper behind was also soaked in blood, and only part of it could be seen clearly.

Subject 219, Qingyu, was injected with the extract of Qingyu, combined with the heart... (covered with blood stains), the degree of transformation was 34.87%, and the transformation failed.

.......transplanted rotten flesh....incinerated in the crematorium...flesh and blood fusion...transformation to a strange degree...

Fang Xiu flipped through the pages and saw a lot of shocking experimental records. Most of the terms in it he had never heard of before. They were either weird organs, or corpse oil, living sacrifices and other horrible things.

Yang Ming and the others also watched and gasped continuously.

"This psychiatric hospital is actually using living people to transform Weiwei! Damn it! They are so crazy, don't they think there are not enough weirdness in this world?" Yang Ming was shocked and angry, only feeling that there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest.

Ma Xingbang's eyes became brighter the more he looked.

You can't go wrong!You can't go wrong!That thing must be here!

Fang Xiu turned faster and faster, until he turned to the last page, and his palm stopped.

On the last page it was written: Subject No. 104, faceless, age thirteen, gender female.......Original extract...Potential S-level...Transformation success.

Seeing this line of words, Fang Xiu instantly thought of the faceless little girl in the mental hospital. The name, age, gender, and even the experiment number all matched.

The little girl's ward is 104!

"S-level potential!?" Yang Ming gasped.

"What the hell is this mental hospital? Another S-level monster popped out?"

When everyone was shocked by the S-rank, Ma Xingbang's eyes were fixed on the words original extract.