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#41 Hospital (Seventeen)

10 minute later.

Xuelu sat on the armchair with a flushed face, and understood what Huo Lvxing meant.

Because of his shyness, his voice was thin and small, as if he was going to be buried in the ground in the next second of shame and anger.

"I'm sorry...well, you gave me a gift, and I...I'll still kill you."

Huo Lvxing's face was also very red, and his usual eloquence for scolding his subordinates was gone, so he didn't know how to speak.

Hey... I thought it would be enough to give a grateful hug, the little villain is so enthusiastic.

So unpretentious!Next time you must say him, you can't see everyone like this!

But forget it this time, it was a misunderstanding after all.

... The little villain's mouth is so soft, soft and cute like others.

Huo Lvxing coughed lightly, and changed the subject: "The dean's office found that brown paper bag, take a look."

Knowing that the little villain was shy, he gently pushed the S-level props over with his slender fingers before pushing the kraft paper bag over.

Xuelu said "thank you" in a low voice, and put away the props.

As if hiding his shyness, he turned his face to look at the contents of the kraft paper bag.

After reading the content, his expression became serious.

"Where is that player? What did he say besides bringing this?"

"He said he came to seek cooperation." Huo Lvxing frowned subconsciously, "What's wrong? Didn't give you all the clues? Waiting to kill him..."

Xuelu stopped him: "Don't, I feel that he knows something else to come to us. Players like this who dare to cooperate with NPCs must have a backhand to prevent them from being silenced."

As he spoke, he took out the photo of the white-haired old man he found in the basement, turned it over, and showed Huo Lvxing the back.

[I will detonate the hydrogen bomb. 】

Cooperate with the paper "If you travel to 10 years later, what would you say to yourself?" ", the truth is clear.

"This old man should be the author of the essay. This line of words is a reply to the title of the essay."

Xuelu scratched her hair: "Looks like we guessed right, there is 'time confusion' in the dungeon."

"I initially think the script is like this: because of war or other things, the world is facing destruction. Facing the end of the world, the old man feels powerless, and writes with emotion that if he can travel to 10 years later, 'I will detonate the hydrogen bomb', and then To prevent the destruction of the world or whatever."

"Use 'detonating a hydrogen bomb' to prevent the destruction of the world?" Huo Lvxing thought, "It's not that it can't be done, but if the old man knows that the end of the world will be 10 years later, he can take countermeasures now instead of expecting to go through 10 years Then make countermeasures."

"It makes sense!" Xuelu was stuck, "Then... the old man probably knew that he was going to die soon, not 10 years later, so he wrote it like this."

"It's possible," Huo Lvxing asked again, "Then, why did this old man leave clues in the dean's office, and what is his relationship with the hospital? After leaving the clues, did he make any countermeasures to go to the future? And, what does all this have to do with the 'Eighth Judgment Day'?"

"The big question is, he knows the world is going to end in 10 years and he knows he's dying, so why doesn't he tell people that 'detonating a hydrogen bomb' will save the world? I don't think a mere 'prophet' can't Expose' this, the world will be destroyed, if he doesn't have to."

None of these questions can be answered with the existing clues.

During getting along, Xuelu can feel that Huo Lvxing is a very logical person.

He doesn't do things based on intuition, he must have a clear plan, at least he can know the necessity and profitability of doing this before he can act.

Just like now, the chaotic time of the dungeon, the essays and photos of the old man who can't figure out his own questions and answers, let Xuelu make up a scene, but what Huo Lvxing considers is whether the logical chain can be connected.

Xuelu was a little discouraged: "You are right, this is too illusory. Perhaps, these things are just irrelevant items."

But I heard Huo Lvxing say: "Wait, I'll catch that player back for you."

Xuelu was taken aback: "I thought you... thought I was wrong."

Huo Lvxing rubbed his curly hair with his big hand: "I asked you those questions to remind you that if the chain of evidence is insufficient, you should complete it. Before proving something wrong, he will always have the possibility of becoming the truth .”

"Huo Lvxing..." Xuelu didn't realize it, her voice was genuinely soft, "Thank you."

Huo Lvxing shook his head and said nothing, just a few seconds later, he heard a low rumbling sound from the corridor, it was the bone spurs moving at a high speed.

A feminine voice shouted in panic, "What are you doing! I've already paid the protection fee!" Immediately, he was thrown into the gastroenterology office.

The cursing in his mouth didn't stop, and when he looked up, he met the eyes on the left and right desks.

In the pitch black night, only a kerosene lamp flickered faintly.

In the cold firelight, the tall and stern man leaned on the back of the chair casually, his dark golden eyes were like spying on ants.Opposite him was a slender young man with his chin resting lazily, his delicate and beautiful face was full of dignity and arrogance.

The anger of the half-human snake being caught was instantly quenched by the cold water.

Just being stared at by two pairs of eyes, he trembled all over his body, as if a giant hammer fell from the sky in the darkness, about to crush him to the ground.

He tremblingly said: "You, what do you want me to do?"

Then I saw the boy yawned a little, as if he was extremely impatient: "I was sleeping just now... He said that you are very confident in recommending to cooperate with us. It seems that what information did you get?"

His voice was actually soft and clear, with a touch of laziness, but also a kind of intriguing coldness.

Like a siren peeping from the abyss, no one will despise his terror.

Yang Qi was too scared to say a word.

He did get something similar to a clue, and he only gave a part of it just now in order to surrender.The rest is for self-defense.

Everyone knows that clues are useful or useless until the moment the truth is revealed.Therefore, Yang Qi has the mentality of a gambler, if he can hug his thigh, he will hug him, and if he can't hug the clue, it's not a loss to send it out.

Half an hour ago, Yang Qi must have been grateful for Dade's direct consent, and happily embraced the NPC's thigh, but now...

Yang Qi didn't dare to gamble anymore.

His intuition told him that if the information he gave was useless, these two NPCs could really tear him apart.

Xuelu propped his chin, looked at this man with interest, and gossiped with 551: "What kind of blood is he, half human, half snake, he looks so cool."

551 checked for him: "It's of ordinary snake demon bloodline. But the future is not bad, and can be promoted to high-level snake-type gods such as [Teng Snake] and [Feathered Snake God]."

Xuelu understood, "But can't the snake scales on his face be removed? It looks very dirty. Did you wash it clean when you washed it?"

551 looked around carefully: "The snake scales are tattooed!"

One person, one system gossiped about Yang Qi, but the parties couldn't hear it, and the psychological pressure was increasing.

He couldn't help but secretly raised his eyelids, wanting to see the face of the NPC, but he met Xuelu's cold gaze, and squatted on the ground in fright.

That look seemed to be looking at an animal, thinking about how to do it, threatening to peel and tear him apart.

Yang Qi lost all his thoughts at last, he said tremblingly, "I'll say it, I'll say it all!"

"In addition to that brown paper bag, I actually got another clue...it's a notebook!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly took out an old notebook from the space, and handed it up with both hands.

551 dogleg took it, and the fluffy dumpling gave it to Xuelu with a small book.

Xuelu was suspicious: "Why are you so stupid today? Tell me, what bad things did you do again?"

551 Fly rubbed his ears: "You see that I am doing well, so I added bubbles..."

Xuelu was shocked, it had been a few days, he had forgotten about it, this guy hadn't forgotten to add 552 as a friend, it can be said that a scumbag is so affectionate, it can be described as eloquent.

While lamenting the success of 552's whole body plastic surgery, Xuelu justly rejected 551.

551 burst into tears: "Why! I've been doing well for so many days! You can pity me on the single system!"

Xuelu thought to himself that first of all, people blocked you and couldn't add you, and secondly... even if you add it back, I feel that you will really be played with your emotions to extract money and then be ruthlessly abandoned.

552 will definitely take revenge on the scumbags and run away.

"I'm doing it for your own good," Xuelu said with a complicated expression, "Anyway, don't mention it any more."

Yang Qi trembled even more on the ground.

This NPC was even more terrifying than imagined. He took the handed-out book with his mind, but he didn't open it. Instead, he looked at him with an unclear expression and condescended, and didn't move for a long time.

He couldn't help thinking about his every move since entering the door, where he made a mistake and offended this beautiful NPC, and then slapped his forehead.

correct!He gave Vice President Huo an S-level item, but he didn't give it to Dr. Setos!

These two people are in a group, one gives and the other doesn't, this is to give him little shoes!

Yang Qi thought he had grasped the true meaning of the NPC ignoring him, and hurriedly took out an S-level item: "Please accept it, I have neglected it!"

Over there, Xuelu had just finished training 551 to let him not be obsessed with beauty, so he sent it away crying and divided it with Xie Huating on the system, and saw Yang Qi handing over an S-level item.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he looked a little guilty like Huo Lvxing——

"Look! It's all about this player! I'm not extorting or extorting anything, I haven't said a word yet!"

Huo Lvxing shook his head amusedly, motioning for him to accept it, and Xuelu happily took it into his pocket.

Somehow, a small amount of money came into the account, Xuelu couldn't be in a good mood, and seeing this snake-scale face was also pleasing to the eye.

He raised his hand and took the notebook handed over by 551 and flipped it over: "Get up, I'll take a look."

Xuelu was happy, and Huo Lvxing also softened his eyebrows. For a moment, the silence in the room eased, and Yang Qi's shoulders relaxed.

in the notebook...

What is written here and what!

Just turning over the first few pages, I still feel that the handwriting is majestic and majestic. It is a seedling who is practicing calligraphy. The more I read the content, the more something is wrong.

A brief summary is to use the most rigorous terms to expound the most absurd views.

To be more simple and clear, this is a collection of academic folk science plus pseudoscience plus metaphysics.

For example, the essay proposition [-], there are ghosts in the world, and people can see ghosts.

Demonstration, many children have ghost experience, and the ability to see ghosts often fails after the age of three.As we all know, children have strong cognitive ability and weak expressive ability, so the possibility of them lying is extremely low.So come to the conclusion that there are ghosts in the world.

Below, the author introduces the concept of the pineal gland.What is the pineal gland? It is the "third eye".In the fourth era, the ancient humans had three eyes to cooperate to perceive direction, position and color.With evolution, two eyes can perform all functions, and the third eye degenerates and hides behind the skull, called the "pineal gland".

Although it no longer works as a separate organ, when you approach the tip of your nose with your fingers, you will feel an inexplicable sense of pressure. This is the pineal gland sensing danger.

The author concluded that the reason why children cannot see ghosts after the age of three is that the pineal gland in the brain loses its function of "seeing ghosts" with the development of bones and the closure of the skull.

In the notebook, there are many pasted and pasted journal papers, and the printed text in black and white is extremely rigorous, just like the real thing.

There is also a picture drawn with a pen, a huge neurotic face, with a point marked with red ink between the foreheads, marking "Pineeal Gland-Eye of Perception".

"It feels very reasonable, but it also feels like nonsense..."

Xuelu continued to watch with a twitching face.

A large text, in the analysis of citing classics, how to awaken the completely degenerated "pineal gland" of adults.

The author's point of view is that compared with children with weak expressive ability and low level of knowledge, if adults can reawaken the "pineal gland", they can make better use of this advanced organ that has withdrawn from the battlefield because the environment has become comfortable.

Immediately afterwards, the author is exploring the possibility of using hallucinogenic drugs to stimulate the activity of the pineal gland.

The principle of action of hallucinogenic drugs is to simulate neurotransmitters, stimulate the central nervous system and brain cells to overload, and produce functions that would not occur under normal conditions.

The simplest example is that after eating poisonous mushrooms, the mild symptoms will be very hyperactive and abnormal, and the severe symptoms may change drastically, like a different person, doing things that would never be done or could not be done when awake.Another example is stimulants. If you don’t eat, you can run 50 meters for 10 seconds, but if you eat, you may run in 7 seconds.

Then, the author puts forward a point of view, whether it is possible to use drugs to stimulate the pineal gland and return to the perception ability before degeneration.

"..." Xuelu was silent, too lazy to complain, "I feel like I read a lot of words, but none of them are useful."

But the magic is that such serious nonsense is quite interesting, and it will definitely sell well as a funny book.

Xuelu continued to scroll down.

Fortunately, the designer of the dungeon has not completely let himself go, knowing that it cannot mislead the public's perception. In the last few pages, the author did not continue to engage in pseudoscience.

Instead, he wrote a few paragraphs.

From the usual majestic hooked strokes, to the hasty ordinary handwriting, to the panicked scribbles.

"I was wrong, I was totally wrong."

"I'm just a fool, I didn't realize anything, I was so wrong..."

"It's over, it's all over."

"Olga that bloody bitch, goddamn, I should have listened to him, now, I screwed up everything..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to everyone. All my plans are wishful thinking, all daydreams, and I don't know what to do to save this."

"If...you can travel to 10 years later..."

10 years, and 10 years are mentioned here.Xuelu read the string of regrets at a glance, and hurriedly turned to the next page, but there was only one sentence on the next page.

With a red ink pen, resentful, forcefully wrote huge words through the back of the paper.

The bloody ink was smeared before it dried, like the freshest blood splashed.

[No one can get out! 】

In the darkness, fell into silence.

Under the faint light of the kerosene lamp, the bloody scarlet letter was ferocious and malicious, which inexplicably made Xuelu's back shiver.

He gently put down the notebook, lost in thought.

At first, he looked through this illogical and loopholed notebook with the mentality of looking at an idiot.Anyone who has received education can refute the views inside and remain unmoved.

But this author may have paranoia and paranoia. Judging from the tone between the lines, he really believes that his point of view is scientific and a new technology that no one has discovered, and he has worked hard to prove it.

Until the last piece of paper, despair and remorse end in blood.

Xuelu speculates that the author may be very old and has only scratched the surface of scientific knowledge, so he delved into this kind of folk science, and paid a lot of money, such as energy, for this.

Then, of course, the desired result was not obtained.

But the phrase "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everyone. All my plans are wishful thinking, daydreams, and I don't know what to do to save this", seems to imply that he has done something irreversible.

Combined with the previously found "The Great Righteous Killing Olga Celan", Xuelu feels that a line has been built.

——The author is most likely David Celan, who made hallucinogenic drugs privately in order to explore "the method of activating the pineal gland".

Not only that, in order to prove the efficacy of hallucinogenic drugs, human experiments were also conducted and discovered by Olga Celan.Olga Celan is a serious doctor. Of course, she knew that this experiment would not be successful. She persuaded the author to stop it, but it didn't work, so she called the police.

The next thing was that the police destroyed the illegal pharmaceutical activities and took away the relevant "drug test report" from the archives.

Xuelu told Huo Lvxing.

Huo Lvxing took the small notebook and flipped through it, neither saying it was right nor wrong.

He turned to the last page, and frowned at the blood-red ink [no one can get out]: "How do you explain this sentence?"

Xuelu thought for a while, but couldn't come up with an answer.

He worked hard to integrate all kinds of information, and found another problem: "In the last few pages, the author is already regretting. But the content, it seems, is not regretting the human experiment, but regretting the 'wrong'... Before he was arrested, I found out that the point of view is wrong? This logic is not very smooth..."

"Look, we did something wrong, what will we do before we are discovered?" Xuelu said quickly, "It must be to redeem, remedy, or cover up the truth?"

But in this series of regrets, I only expressed regret and wanted to go back to 10 years later, I am sorry to everyone, and did not mention how to solve the problem of illegal drugs.

And the newspapers mentioned that Olga Celan's body was found in the morgue, frozen to death.

However, the author found that his point of view was wrong. Olga reported the crime, the author was arrested, and Olga was killed in revenge. How should these time points be sequenced?

Intuition told Xuelu that Olga was likely to die before the author was arrested.

"And... the bodies of all players who violated the NPC's killing rules were all frozen to death, which shows that other NPCs died in the same way as Olga Setos."

Another contradiction appeared: Why did the other 9 people die in the same way as Olga?Neither the newspapers nor the notebooks mention only Olga.

If it is retaliation, it should only target the reporter.

Combined with the author's string of regrets "I'm sorry everyone", Olga probably did not die of retaliation, and the cause of death of the 10 NPCs should be the same.

What could it be……

The faces of NPCs of different ages appear on the photo wall in the basement, and they die in the same way. What kind of plan needs to paste photos of 10 people on the wall?serial killer?

Xuelu's divergent thinking began to spread again, the more clues there were, the more possibilities we could weave, he sighed impatiently.

He decided to ask the players in front of him to see if there were any missing points.

"Besides this notebook, what else do you know? Say it all."

Yang Qi was summoned and became nervous again.He was afraid that he would be killed if he couldn't say anything useful, so after a long time, he uttered a few words: "I, I had a few strange dreams, does that count?"

Strange dream?

Xuelu remained calm and motioned for him to continue.

"It was the first night when I entered the dungeon. I didn't dare to explore around, so I obediently slept in the lobby. I fell asleep in a daze, and I heard a 'quarrel' in the lobby."

"I dreamed that a group of people were arguing about history. The content was very strange, so I was impressed. A woman said that in 2012, a new type of pig-to-human prion will break out, and half of the world's people will die. Another old man said, Nothing happened in 2012. In 2013, a large meteorite hit the equator, which brought tsunamis and earthquakes. The world was covered in dust, and human beings were about to become extinct. There was also a child who sneered and said that the earth would be finished in 2009, extinct volcanoes It erupted one after another under the abnormal tide of the moon, destroying four continents."

"Those people swear swearingly, as if they were saying something that would actually happen, and I woke up in fright. Then, I found out that it was a dream, so I continued to sleep, and then dreamed of something..."

"A group of doctors and nurses hurriedly and anxiously packed up their things, and then ran away, as if the end of the world had come. The white coats rushed out of the hospital and left desperately. The whole hospital was empty."

"I woke up again, but I didn't pay attention to the second dream. I just thought it was a day and a night dream."

"After that, I didn't dream anymore. Some details in the dungeon made me think that these two dreams implied that a greater fear would come, so I never slept again, and kept wandering in the dungeon looking for clues."

A scene suddenly flashed through Xuelu's mind.

At that time, he had just entered the dungeon, and when he looked around, the ceiling seemed to be leaking, and it hit his hands, and a man screamed in panic: "I can't control it, we should go."

Wasn't it an illusion?

He quickly asked: "Although you had a prophetic dream that the 'end of the world' would come, the scene outside the hospital is already 'the end of the world', and the hospital is just the danger of a normal dungeon...Why do you still need to find an NPC? shelter?"

Yang Qi smiled wryly: "My intuition tells me that the real 'end of the world' has not yet come."

The clues were not enough to support Yang Qi's point of view. At that moment, Xuelu just promised him that he would let Yang Qi go in the jungle.

This is enough, as long as Yang Qi does not violate the "disrespect" series of killing rules, Yang Qi is completely safe in this instance.

-

In the second half, starting from the fifth day, except for Xuelu's killing rules, which can still kill a single player, all other NPCs have turned on the "vacation mode" to watch the show remotely.

The copy finally went to the 7th day.

At the moment of the final decisive battle, the number of players dropped sharply to 25, and the members of the three camps were all exposed. The camp battle dominated by intrigues developed into a battle royale dominated by force.

In the last 1 hour, all NPCs gathered in the main battlefield to watch the battle.

There are 10 people left in the medical camp, 8 people in the non-medical camp, and 7 people in the third camp.In the third camp, including Yang Qi, no one has been able to decipher the meaning of "the eighth judgment day", but according to the general rules of camp warfare, as long as the number of people crushes other camps, they can win.

Due to the superiority of the medical camp, the third camp and the non-medical camp temporarily cooperate to attack the medical staff, and the scene is in full swing.

It's the last moment, and the players are not stingy with props anymore, it can be called a fight between gods.In one accident, one person in the medical camp was seriously injured and made up for nine people.

In the last 30 minutes, the medical camp was still under siege. They were no longer interested in fighting, and they shuttled and hid in the five-story building-as long as they don't lose more people, they will win!

As the countdown ended, there were still 9 people in the medical team. They breathed a sigh of relief and shouted excitedly: "Damn, I won!!!"

7 days and 168 hours, bloody tug-of-war, whether it is the losing camp or the winning camp, players with the best physical strength can't help but collapse to the ground.

but……

Something beyond everyone's expectations happened.

A little girl laughed and appeared in the void, announcing that she was the ninth non-medical person. The NPCs had already noticed it, and couldn't help but sigh: "This player is really capable, a star of tomorrow."

Father Albert was having fun there: "I caught her that day, but I felt that she was very capable of making trouble, so I let her go. This little brat has a bright future."

Immediately afterwards, an old man among the doctors and nurses suddenly walked towards the NPCs and said with a sinister smile, "The show is over."

He turned out to be one of the real NPCs, Grant Celan!

The number of people is reversed, the number of medical survivors becomes 8, and the number of non-medical survivors becomes 9!At the last moment, the winner's crown changed hands!

Some people are happy, and as soon as the tense nerves are relaxed, negative emotions and positive emotions erupt at the same time, screaming to vent.Some people were worried and desperately wiped their tears silently, waiting for the arrival of the death judgment.

And in just 1 minute, beyond people's expectations, it is not only the thing that makes the emotional roller coaster happy and sad.

After the countdown ends, the copy does not enter the settlement.

"...What's going on? Did we remember the wrong time?"

Zhuge looked at his watch again in surprise.

This time the system task panel is a bit strange, it only said to survive for 7 days, and there is no countdown, so the timing is the moment when the dungeon starts, and the player pinches the watch by himself.

The people around looked at each other, the old fat cat pondered, and said: "Perhaps, the timing is not the moment when the dungeon starts, but the moment when the 'disaster' begins."

People began to recall that the moment the disaster started was about ten minutes after 15:15 when the dungeon entered, which was around 20:[-].

In other words, there are still 20 minutes before the dungeon settlement!

I don't know who reacted so quickly, the lethal props flew over again, people shouted and cursed and continued to fight.

But... 30 minutes, 35 minutes, a full hour has passed, and there is still no intention to settle the dungeon.

Not only the third camp, but all players realized that something was wrong.

"So...the task panel doesn't give a countdown, it's not a bug, but..." Zhuge murmured, "It's just, this is one of the puzzles at all?"

At the same time, Xuelu's eyes were fixed on Yang Qi, who was also looking up. The two looked at each other, with a soft smile on their snake-scaled face.

He murmured: "My guess is right. This dungeon has an element of 'time confusion', and surviving for 7 days is simply a cover-up. The mission of the third camp is actually the same as that of the other camps, 'welcome the eighth day of judgment. ’ This awkward statement is just a hint.”

The author has something to say: Spend 100 JJ coins to hold a quiz with prizes to see if any sky-eyed players find out the truth (doge face)