After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

"Blood is the key to the infinite proliferation of human heads. If you kill it, the blood on the steps will divide and proliferate. As they die, there will be more and more blood on the steps, and the cycle continues."

Yang Ming suddenly realized: "No wonder you threw them all into the corridor with your hair. As long as no one's head can touch the blood on the steps, they will be finished."

"Yeah." Fang Xiu hummed lightly.

No one thought that the scalp ball, which was so difficult to deal with and could not be killed, could be solved so easily.

"Brother Xiu is awesome! How did you come up with this method?"

"I've seen the future."

The understatement sounded like a thunder in Ma Xingbang's ears.

Damn it! Could he really predict the future?

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

Is it.....

In the darkness, a light flashed in Ma Xingbang's eyes. He had already guessed the secret of Fang Xiu's prediction of the future.

Soon, everyone arrived on the second floor.

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

However, before anyone could make a choice, Fang Xiu went directly to the second floor.

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

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

Everyone would just think that Fang Xiu had seen the future again, so he chose the second floor.

After experiencing the scalping incident, everyone became more cautious along the way. Facts have proved the horror of Qingshan Mental Hospital, and everyone cannot help but be careless.

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

The house number written on the room is 104,109,201,311...

When he saw these house numbers, Fang Xiu frowned.

He has been here!

The first time he saw Qingshan Mental Hospital, he had seen it in the real world. However, the terrain was now completely chaotic, and the weak seal allowed several strange animals to escape, causing the distortion of the strange realm.

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 the advantage of the terrain, because Fang Xiu knew part of the terrain in advance and knew where the safe exit was.

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

"This ward is too strange. The numbers starting with 1 should be the first floor, and the numbers starting with 2 are the second floor. How come the numbers [-], [-], and [-] are all mixed together?" Yang Ming also discovered a blind spot.

"Weird! There are many weird things locked in these rooms!" Ma Xingbang suddenly said with a very ugly face.

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

Yang Ming was immediately startled: "Don't scare people, there are at least ten rooms here! According to you, wouldn't there be more than ten weirdos on this floor?"

"Not that many. I smelled about five weird ones."

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

Bai Qi couldn't help but cursed when he looked at him: "Idiot! There are five in the room, which means the others have escaped!"

"What!? Which room is empty and which room has something strange? Can you tell it, Consultant Ma?"

Ma Xingbang shook his head solemnly: "The strange distance is too close, the auras are mixed together, and it is impossible to determine 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 startled, staring at the kicked-open door, for fear of something terrifying and strange coming out of it.

However, Fang Xiu has already walked into it.

Everyone was stunned, no one expected Fang Xiu to be so bold, but they 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, becoming 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 office. 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 did not predict that there would be no weirdness here, because he clearly knew that the weirdness here had long since died.

Because the owner of this room is a female doctor!

It's 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, then Fang Xiu might still be an ordinary person now.

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

This also resulted in Fang Xiu being unable to properly repay the other party's kindness.

Slightly regretful.

But now was not the time to regret. Fang Xiu walked straight to the desk and picked up the blood-stained report.

When he visited the mental hospital through the present world, he saw these reports in the female doctor's office. However, 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 stained with blood, just like what Fang Xiu had seen before in this world.

128 Experimental Subject... (covered with blood) had a strange transformation degree of 21.64%, and the transformation failed.

He turned directly to the first page and looked behind.

It's a pity that the paper at the back is also soaked with blood, and only part of it can be seen clearly.

Experimental subject 219, Qingzhi, injected with Qingzhi extract, combined with Qixin... (covered with blood stains), the transformation degree was 34.87%, and the transformation failed.

.......Transplantation of rotten skin and flesh...Burning in a crematorium...Fusion of flesh and blood...Transformation to a strange degree...

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

Yang Ming and others also gasped as they watched.

"This mental hospital is actually taking living people and transforming them into weird ones! Damn it! They are so crazy. Don't you think there are not enough weird things in the world?" Yang Ming was shocked and angry, feeling as if there was a fire burning in his chest.

Ma Xingbang's eyes brightened more and more.

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

Fang Xiu flipped through the pages faster and faster until he reached the last page and paused with his palms.

The last page read: Experimental Subject No. 104, faceless, age thirteen, female... Original extract... Potential S-level... Transformation success.

Seeing this line of text, 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!

"Potential S-level!?" Yang Ming took a breath.

"Who is this mental hospital? Another S-class weirdo pops up here?"

While everyone was shocked at the S-level, Ma Xingbang's eyes were fixed on the words "original extract".