Lord God decides to die

One of the reasons why the tourist can live in the main god world until now is that his intuition has always been accurate.

As early as the beginning of the game, even when the five of them were still in the waiting room, he made a preliminary judgment on the other players through their expressions, manners, clothing and hair accessories.

The tourist concluded that Lin Pei should be a pampered and pampered young man, and he was cultivated by his family, so his brain turned quickly, and he knew from his feeling that this kid was usually good at reading.

However, Lin Pei, who walked into the kitchen, tore the tourists' opinions to pieces.

From the time Ni Zijiao forgot him until Ni Zijiao remembered him and moved into the house as "Wu Shanyue", during this period, Lin Pei experienced a long and lonely life of living alone.

The puppet is also a child of a rich family. Although there is a lot of property left over, good steel is used on the blade and cannot be squandered. For this reason, Lin Pei has been cooking by himself.

After half a year of living alone, plus dozens of days of being oppressed and tortured by a certain god as a Filipino maid, the cooking skills of the original, pampered, young master Lin Pei have already reached the level of "not bad".

What's more, his learning ability is also top-notch.

Tourists watched as Lin Pei skillfully cut carrots into smooth and translucent cubes and slid them into the white plate. The neat and sharp red cubes formed an artistic picture.

This flowing knife skill, this coherent technique... may I ask which young master dipped his ten fingers in Yangchun water all over, so that he could go up to the hall and down to the kitchen?

He is too virtuous!

While the tourist was thinking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Lin Pei knocking a plate in his hand to the ground, making a loud "pong".

The plate was broken.

The tourist who just praised Lin Peixian in his heart: "..."

Lin Pei lowered his body and picked up the broken porcelain plate.The cook closest to him came over, knelt down to pick up the pieces with him, and saw a few drops of blood on his hands.

The tile was sharp and cut Lin Pei's finger.

"Why are you so careless?" the cook complained.

"Sorry, I haven't helped in the kitchen at home." The boy blushed, and said in a thin voice, "Excuse me, is there an infirmary or a medical box here? I need some iodine."

Ni Zijiao, who was sitting in the auditorium, blinked and directed the cook to show a contemptuous expression looking at garbage.

"The young man has rough skin and thick flesh, and he wants to rest even if his skin is broken? Here, I have a band-aid here, just stick it on for two or three days."

He took out a band-aid that didn't exist half a minute ago from his pocket, and handed it to Lin Pei.

Lin Pei looked at the Band-Aid in his hand and was silent for a while, then let out a "hiss", his face was distorted, his head was sweating, and he seemed to be enduring great pain: "I feel that the wound is quite deep. get infected."

The cook looked down at his fingers.

Ni Zijiao looked carefully through the cook's pupils, and was slightly startled.

be nice...

The little ghost really can be cruel to himself.

The wound started at a depth of five millimeters, almost to the bone.

Lin Pei seemed to be aware of his shock, and squeezed his fingertips calmly, more blood came out, and flowed to the ground as if he didn't want money.

As a result, Ni Zijiao's fingers in the auditorium trembled involuntarily, and so did the audience.

The tourists also sensed Lin Pei's intentions and chattered aside to add fuel to the flames.

"Uncle, my friend, the natural white blood cell count is lower than normal, and he is easily infected with various minor diseases. If this kind of wound is not treated well, he may become paralyzed."

cook:"……"

Ni Zijiao gritted his teeth.

Well done, little wolf cub!

Ni Zijiao knew that Lin Pei had already taken the second step and began to try to solve the problem.

Lin Pei realized that if he wanted to obtain information, he couldn't just expect the NPC who manipulated the plot to deliver it to him, but he had to reach out to get it, or even grab it.

——I want to get clues from the infirmary.

Lin Pei cut his finger, implying such a sentence to Ni Zijiao behind the cook.

The cook stared at him for a long time, and finally backed down.

"The infirmary is at the end of the east corridor on the first floor. It should still be locked. You can ask Liao Yu for a key."

Lin Pei thanked him and got up to leave. When the tourist saw this, he was about to follow him with oil on his feet, but his shoulder was held down.

"Kid, you don't know that the white blood cell count is too low?"

Normally, tourists would definitely catch the person who said this, throw him over his shoulder, and then spit a few words, but if the person who said this was a fat man holding a kitchen knife with fierce eyes and grinning white teeth——

The tourist turned around and laughed dryly: "No, no."

Lin Pei walked out of the kitchen, and there was a row of wooden cabinets in the corridor. There were a few crayon drawings on the cabinets, and there were small clay figurines made by children on the cabinets.

Not far away, the sound of children singing faintly wafted from the activity room.

The job of the two girls is to teach children to sing.

He looked around and happened to meet Liao Yu pouring water, so he asked him for the key and went downstairs along the half-worn wooden stairs.

The hall is in the center of the first floor, and there are two corridors on the left and right. Go to one side, and the penultimate one at the end of the corridor is the infirmary.

Children are just at the age where they love to play, bumps and bumps are common, but the door of the infirmary is locked during the day, and the keyhole is a little rusty.

Lin Pei took out the key and turned the lock. As soon as he opened the door, a cloud of dust fell on him like a shroud.

He covered his nose and mouth and lowered himself.After the dust cleared, he stepped into the door lightly, opened the curtains, and the sunlight shone into the dusty room, and the backyard was outside the window.

The silence outside was terrible, and the sunlight made people dizzy.

At this time, except for the ghost, there are no children playing in the backyard.

The orphanage has received a lot of funding, and the medical room is fully equipped with conventional equipment. There are fluffy bears on the medicine cabinets and hospital beds, all of which have faded and accumulated dust to a certain extent.Lin Pei turned on the faucet, and rust-red tap water rushed out of the pipe, and it gradually became clear after a while.

Lin Pei turned the faucet tightly, and the water droplets splashed on the edge of the notch.He raised his head, and there was a mirror in front of the sink. The surface was covered with dust so that his face could not be seen clearly, and there was only a blurred silhouette of people.

He took out alcohol from the cabinet of standing medicine, and the date of manufacture of the medicine was written on the label.There is a calendar hanging in the hall of the orphanage. It has been more than half a year since the date of manufacture, and the alcohol has probably evaporated.

There was a musty smell in the air, and a rotten smell from nowhere.

Everything points to one thing -

This infirmary has not been used for a long time.

Lin Pei treated the wound on his finger briefly, and then began to search the inside of the infirmary.

The storage cabinets and drawers for storing medicines are set out of the reach of children. Fortunately, Lin Pei is in a period of height depression, and he can open the top cabinet with his hand.

He opened the drawer, took a copy of each medicine, piled them on the table, and checked the bottom of each box of medicine.

The number characters they got last night were quite similar to the drug numbers he had seen, so he sneaked into the infirmary under the guise of being injured.

If the medicine loaded on the truck was indeed transported to the Shiratori Welfare Institute, then there should be traces left in this infirmary.

After searching the whole room, he carefully put the medicine back, frowning.

There is no serial number on the carton.

Script duel, in the auditorium of ten thousand people.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Future looked at Ni Zijiao and said with a smile, "Do you know that is the drug code?"

Ni Zijiao was busy weaving a character design, when he heard this, he yelled "Don't make noise".Zhan Future made fun of himself, licked his lips, and glanced away.

Lord God has read all over the world, and of course he understands advanced common sense issues such as drug codes.

Lin Pei is also very aware of this.

So Lin Pei deliberately hurt himself, and teamed up with tourists to bully Ni Zijiao, so as to find a chance to enter the infirmary.

Sitting in the auditorium, Ni Zijiao seemed indifferent, but in fact he had a clear eye on Lin Pei's actions.

At present, these two people are the core characters in the advancement of the plot.

Last night, after Lin Pei and the tourists returned to the orphanage, they turned the doorknobs of each room like thieves and found that several rooms were locked, including the infirmary.

However, he doesn't care what plot Zhan has imagined in the future, it's his own part now!

Naturally, how he likes to come here!

Ziwuyou who sat in the middle wiped off his cold sweat, secretly thanked himself, and put away the guy who was hiding under the table to persuade the fight.

Hearing Zhan Future's provocative words just now, he just thought that these two were going to fight...

He coughed: "As the arbitrator, let me remind you that so far, no player has died."

"Understood." Ni Zijiao's face was full of irritability.

According to the customary practice of script confrontation, in the second part of the succession link, players need to experience at least one crisis.

Otherwise, the story is too flat, the player is at ease, and the score of the NPC will not be high.

None of the NPCs here are philanthropists, and the group of demons dancing wildly in hell is more in line with their taste.

What the audience needs are shocking, exciting and inspiring stories!

Ni Zijiao glared at Lin Pei through the water mirror of the virtual world, but Lin Pei didn't notice the gaze from the sky.He stood hesitantly in the infirmary, and planned to search again, but at this moment, the character design that Ni Zijiao had been kneading for a long time finally took shape.

The lord god placed it at the door with satisfaction——

Don't players want intelligence?

let it come.

This character quietly stepped into the infirmary, staring at Lin Pei's back.

"Big brother, what are you doing?"

Lin Pei's pupils shrank, and he turned his head away. A boy with empty eyes stood behind him.

The strange boy seemed to be only five or six years old, and he was holding a teddy bear toy in his hand. His expression was no different from that of ordinary people, but Lin Pei always felt an unspeakable sense of discomfort.

Soon, Lin Pei discovered where this discomfort came from.

——This boy's face and figure are exactly the same as the girl Liao Xiaokui hugged last night!