The world enters the age of myth

Yes, the number of patients increases rapidly at night.

The parking lot has long been filled with cars of all sizes, and the number of people may be more than 10 times that in the evening!

The tall and tall Guo Weiqiang stood out in this environment. More and more patients were staring at the two of them.

"Do you want to be like those blue-haired people... selling blood?"

Lu Yiming was silent for a moment: "We have a lot of life-saving tools on us. I feel that selling blood is not a good thing. Find a corner to hide first!"

Guo Weiqiang chuckled, "I feel the same way."

A few minutes later, while there was no one around, the two found a messy utility room and got in.

There are miscellaneous brooms, mops, and some plastic buckets placed in the utility room. The dust on them is very thick. If they move slightly, the dense dust will start to fly.

It looked like this room hadn't been used for a long time.

The utility room is quite large, maybe ten or so square meters, with an open glass window above, so the smell is not particularly strong.

"It seems that no one is doing hygiene in this shabby hospital. The utility room may be safer. I just have to stay overnight." Lu Yiming said.

"No problem." Guo Weiqiang squatted on the ground, holding a rune knife in his hand: "If someone comes in, I will chop him directly!"

"Are you ever hungry?"

"No."

"Me neither. It seems that this place won't feel hungry. Maybe the nightmare space has done some tricks, which saves a lot of trouble."

There were hurried footsteps passing by, and there was the sound of a woman moaning in pain, flesh and blood being torn apart, and the sound of coins colliding with each other.

The two of them immediately closed their mouths and stopped talking.

Lu Yiming thought in his heart: "There must be dangers in the hospital. Do we have to hide in the utility room during these 10 days of mission... There is still too little information. It seems that it is more dangerous at night, and during the day safer……"

"I wonder what happened to those blue-haired people... What does the paw prints on Guo Weiqiang's arms mean."

"Lu Jun, you need to rest for a while."

"good."

With these thoughts, Lu Yiming fell asleep in a daze.

Being paralyzed all over his body makes him uncomfortable. The effect of the powerful regeneration potion is slowly disappearing, and many places have become numb and gradually losing vitality. This kind of numbness is not a complete loss of consciousness, but necrosis caused by poor blood circulation. It is very uncomfortable to try to exert force but there is no way.

Pain occurs in every corner of the body, in almost every organ. With modern medicine, there is absolutely no way to treat this systemic disease, and we can only endure it.

Just as he was drifting off to sleep, a weak cough sounded.

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

This slight sound appeared at the door of the utility room!

Guo Weiqiang squatted on the ground and opened his eyes suddenly.

His eyes and ears were sharp, and he immediately grasped the rune knife tightly and shouted softly: "Army...there seems to be someone outside."

Lu Yiming also opened his eyes, and his heart suddenly shrank.

"I heard."

Tap tap tap...

The steps are heavy, there may be more than one person outside!

The door to the utility room was pushed open with a soft "squeak".

Lu Yiming's breathing gradually stagnated, cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and there was no light at all in the room. However, his eyesight was better than that of ordinary people, and he could still see the surrounding environment clearly.

"Don't panic, if they come in, give them a hard slap!"

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

A gray-brown mist drifted in from the door.

This strange fog seemed to have a consciousness, rushing towards the two of them!

"Fuck, they actually used poison!"

Guo Weiqiang also knew that something was wrong, so he took the rune knife and sprinted toward the door.

He is as big as a brown bear, but has the sensitivity of a leopard. Coupled with the sharpness of a rune knife, Guo Weiqiang has absolute confidence in this attack!

In the dark, Guo Weiqiang saw an old man with a strange smile standing outside the door frame.

It was the old man who had accosted him before and wanted to buy half of his lungs. Following him were several other weird guys.

In the dark environment, these people stood eerily, staring at him blankly, with a strange kind of fanaticism in their eyes.

"Kill!" He stepped heavily on the ground and waved the rune knife.

But at this moment, the gray-brown fog in the air suddenly accelerated and penetrated through Guo Weiqiang's ears and nose.

"Ah!" he shouted.

Only a loud "bang" was heard, and Guo Weiqiang fell to the ground.

Lu Yiming swallowed. He saw the gray-brown mist floating over and getting into his nose. His body was groggy and seemed to be shackled. However, Lu Yiming himself was already paralyzed. It would actually be nothing if he was paralyzed again. At most, he would just be unable to speak.

Veins popped up on Guo Weiqiang's forehead, and his limbs were constantly exerting force.

"Ah!" A roar came from his throat, but he couldn't use any strength anyway.

"This man is very strong, but he can't resist my special drug." The old man with moss on his face suddenly laughed and said happily: "Great harvest, take them both away!"

Another man, a big man with insect eyes, said: "The candidate you found is good. Even if he is drugged, he can still resist. It's really good. It can be sold at a good price!"

After getting rid of the big man Guo Weiqiang, these people looked down upon the paralyzed Lu Yiming and actually started to celebrate directly.

"As for the other paralyzed ones, since they saw us... let's take care of them as well. Our eyes and tongues can still be used, don't waste them."

Lu Yiming attached his mind to the rune knife and breathed a sigh of relief after discovering that his superpower could still be used.

He cursed secretly in his mind: "Guo Weiqiang is really... useless as always."

Seeing the old man getting closer and closer, Lu Yiming had some thoughts in his mind.

"Are we going to take action now..."

I thought about it for a few seconds.

He was considered to be an expert and brave man, and he forcibly resisted the temptation to attack with the rune knife and endured it forcefully.

Now is not a good time to take action, because there is another person standing outside the door, and he doesn't know the distance or location. He was not sure that he could instantly kill these weird things at once when his vision was not smooth. If the attack failed and people escaped, it might be even more troublesome.

"Forget it, we can launch an attack at any time. Let's see."

Several old men forcefully moved Guo Wei to another wheelchair, and then pushed the two of them to walk quickly along the corridor.

The tires made a "squeaking" sound on the cement floor.

Lu Yiming couldn't move his head at this time, his eyes were staring at the ceiling, and his mind kept thinking. He had no way of observing his surroundings and could only listen with his ears.

"Calm down, calm down, you must be calm at this time. You must observe to get more information..."

Lu Yiming wanted to see where this group of people would push them.

"Crash", the wheelchair was pushed very fast.

This damn hospital still doesn't turn on the lights. In the dim environment, Lu Yiming can only feel that there are a large number of patients walking around. These people are all like zombies, walking heavy, like a walking corpse.

But he couldn't move, couldn't even turn his head, and heard everything with his ears. This feeling of total paralysis was really uncomfortable.

Guo Weiqiang's pupils were dilated, and all the muscles in his body were still struggling, but his physical strength still could not defeat the mysterious gray-brown mist. No matter how hard he struggled, it was in vain.

They stopped.

Suddenly, the wheelchair turned a corner and seemed to enter a basement.

Although it was difficult to see clearly in the darkness, the sound of the room creaking open was particularly clear.

It seemed that he could see several dark figures preparing surgical tools in the room, and the sound of metal touching each other made his scalp numb.

These black figures were only about two meters away from the two of them, and they were only a sword away from each other.

Lu Yiming used his mind to control the rune knife and endured it several times in a row.

At this moment, an old voice came to my ears: "Is it them?"

"Yes... look, what's the quality of this batch of goods?"

Lu Yiming could feel that a cold aura gradually enveloped him. He felt that something was staring at him.

"This...can't do it." Lu Yiming's health was too poor and he was directly rejected. This fact couldn't help but make him smile bitterly.

"This is indeed good." He seemed to be referring to Guo Weiqiang.

There was a sound of bargaining outside the door. Those damn old men sold them for a good price!

"It's not time to get angry yet... just be patient, be patient."

There are too many people here. In addition, Lu Yiming has his back to them and has no vision. It is inaccurate to rely on ears to judge the direction.

Guo Weiqiang, who was sitting on the side, was struggling desperately, trying to regain consciousness in his body.

Lu Yiming didn't use his super power to directly remind this silly big teammate that he still had enough ability to counterattack. Anyway, it's good to let this guy perform vigorously, at least it can attract most of the attention of these weird creatures.

"Xiao Guo, you can only be a human shield."

After a long time, after some haggling, a huge monster squeezed in from the door frame.

Boom, boom.

Lu Yiming squinted his eyes hard, and he could barely see that this guy was as fat as a large suture monster, with a huge belly, a twisted face, and a rotten smell all over his body.

He has at least several tons of mass, and every step he takes shakes the earth.

This guy's physical fitness didn't seem to be very good. He just walked a few steps and sat on the hospital bed panting... He needed to replace the organs of a normal person in order to survive.