The world enters the age of myth

However, now is not the time to dwell on this. Lu Yiming said directly: "What should the bodyguard have to worry about? Isn't there a high-explosive bomb in the backpack? Just blast it out and it will be over! By the way, Mr. Micro Camera, there is one in the hospital No safe rooms? Do you know what the hell is going on in this world?”

After causing such a big disaster, even if the truth about this crazy hospital was revealed to a certain extent, Lu Yiming still felt a little anxious in his heart.

"I don't know what happened to those blue-haired humans..."

Theoretically, the so-called main god's space cannot issue "mortal missions". This should be the most traditional setting in major novels. Maybe the blue-haired man's method of selling blood is more correct?

But the more radical the method, if you can survive, the benefits you can get should be greater.

The micro-camera said: "I don't know much about what is going on in this world...but it is not a normal world that should exist. It may be a human fantasy, or it may be other structures. Let's explain it. I’m not sure. You can think of it as a dream, a dream that resonates with the thinking of many, many people.”

"A dream?" Lu Yiming's expression changed. After the miniature camera explained this, a voice from the nightmare space rang in his ears: [You have discovered part of the truth about the existence of the strange hospital. The current exploration level is 10%. 】

"Yes, I don't know the rest."

"Is there a safe place here?"

The mosquito-like voice of the camera echoed in my ears, "Ah, yes! In the westmost room... it must be safe there!

Lu Yiming's heart moved. In his memory, the west end of the hospital seemed to be...

Morgue?

"Well... it should be safe. My master is buried there." The camera's tone was a little low.

"Who is your master?"

"My master seems to be dead. Ah, I can't remember. I'm just here to record the facts of the crime... Huh? He seems to be a reporter?"

Are there reporters in this damn place?

Since they didn't have much choice, the two of them planned for a while and decided to trust the tiny camera. If it hadn't been for its command, the dangerous scene just now would not have been solved as easily as it is now. Lu Yiming might have used the "blood demon's blood" as a big killer.

Guo Weiqiang took off the button-sized miniature camera and hung it on his chest. He then carried Lu Yiming's wheelchair directly onto his back and tied it with a rope. He used some masks and clothes commonly used in hospitals to cover up his appearance.

"I'm ready!"

"Three, two, one... open the door!"

Wow!

Guo Wei opened the door violently and rushed out.

Although there is fear and uneasiness in my heart, but...

"Haha!" He laughed, and the moment he rushed out of the door, he quickly threw a grenade. A large number of bodyguards standing at the door also changed their expressions after asking about the strong smell of blood.

"boom!"

The grenade exploded!

It doesn't matter whether he can blow up these strange creatures or not. Guo Weiqiang took this opportunity and jumped out of the hospital window!

Just three floors...

"boom."

He bent his knees and landed firmly on the ground. On the contrary, Lu Yiming, who was lying in a wheelchair, couldn't bear such a torment. Several bones in his body may have been broken.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking made Lu Yiming's face twist, and tears and snot flowed out all at once.

It hurts so much!

He squeezed out a few words from his throat: "You... be gentle! Go to the west quickly!"

Captain Lu broke all the bones in his body, and Guo Weiqiang was also a little panicked. He spread his legs and ran away wildly. Then there were several sounds of huge objects falling to the ground behind him. It was a large group of bodyguards of Lord Pilaf, drunk and drunkenly.

Guo Weiqiang ran a large circle around the hospital, but found that he could not get rid of the group of weirdos following him, but they were getting closer. His heart suddenly became solemn, indicating that the physical qualities of these strange people were not weaker than his own.

"Go directly to the morgue on the west side, no need to take a long detour!" the miniature camera in the pocket said, "They... don't dare to come in."

"good."

Guo Weiqiang felt strong, approached this gloomy room, opened the wooden door, and got in.

Unexpectedly, there was a bonfire inside, and two children, a boy and a girl, were sitting there, warming themselves by the fire.

"Why are there normal humans here? It seems like you are in a bit of trouble. Are you playing games? You beat me in games. You can stay here for one night."

A gray-faced little boy said, he looked about eleven or twelve years old.

He was wearing a dirty school uniform with patches all over his body. His face was sallow, and he looked malnourished.

"What if we lose?" Guo Weiqiang said.

"Then give me your kidney..." The primary school student grinned, looking terrified, and what he said made people feel uncomfortable.

Guo Weiqiang took a deep breath. As Lu Yiming's dead man, he knew what he should do. He bit the bullet and asked, "What are you playing for?"

"You can throw sandbags, chess, backgammon, etc... Haha, just kidding, look at your worried look. I'm not a doctor in the hospital. I'm dead, so I don't need your heart and lungs anymore." The boy chuckled.

After he saw the large wave of bodyguards chasing after him, his expression became more and more ferocious, and he made a "woo woo" sound from his mouth.

A dark shadow slowly extended from his feet and turned into a ghost.

"Stop!" After hearing this voice, a large group of people who were chasing suddenly stopped.

"The morgue...is said to be haunted?"

A bizarre scene happened. This group of people actually lingered at the door, not daring to enter rashly.

Lu Yiming was also a little dumbfounded. Is this little boy a ghost?

Strange life, actually afraid of being haunted?

What does this mean?

"Okay, I've driven them away. Now we can start playing games." The little boy said.

"Then throw sandbags." Guo Weiqiang said.

Guo Weiqiang is not very good at intellectual sports, so he can only try to throw sandbags with the opponent.

"Okay, the rules are very simple. If I throw it to you, you lose. If you throw it to me, you win. You can grab the sandbag directly with your hands and fight back."

As soon as he talked about playing games, the gray-faced primary school student became excited, with a warm smile on his face. He took out a sandbag from his pocket and threw it towards Guo Weiqiang.

The throwing speed was only slightly faster than an ordinary sandbag. With Guo Weiqiang's reaction ability, he easily intercepted it and then threw it backhand to the little boy. Of course, Guo Weiqiang did not dare to use too much force and just threw it lightly.

Xiaonan didn't seem to expect that he was directly hit by a sandbag. He was stunned for a moment, and then said helplessly: "You won this time, let's do it again."

Lu Yiming watched from the side, unable to understand the logic for a while, and he couldn't figure out whether the little boy had malicious intentions or good intentions.

He racked his brain, trying to connect all the clues.

But obviously, everything that happened was so inexplicable.

At this moment, a girl's voice rang in my ears, "Brother, do you want to play games together? We've been here and haven't seen normal humans for a long, long time."

"Lu Lie, what are you going to do here?" Guo Weiqiang was a little embarrassed: "He keeps asking me to play games with him, just ordinary sandbag throwing, nothing else."

"Then go. It should be fine for me..." Lu Yiming frowned and said to the girl, "What game do you want to play?"

"Hide and seek, or... chess? Or some other games, that's fine."

"If I lose, what price will I have to pay?" Lu Yiming asked.

"Well, I want it from you... Haha, there's no need to pay, as long as you play games with me."

The thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl seemed very happy when she saw Lu Yiming. She was wearing a red dress. She looked a little pale and dull, but she looked quite cute.

"But there seems to be something on you that I find disgusting...can you take it off first?"

Lu Yiming was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that the thing that disgusted them might be the yellow paper attached to the wheelchair.

This piece of yellow paper, which was completely ineffective against the creatures in the hospital, was actually effective against these two people. He couldn't help but feel a different emotion in his heart.

He then said to Guo Weiqiang: "Then take it down first."

"Lijun...is this okay?" Guo Weiqiang said with a wink.

"It's okay. If they want to deal with us two, just let those people in. There's no need to worry too much, we still have a trump card." He said softly.

"Okay." Guo Weiqiang swallowed, took off the yellow paper from the back of the wheelchair, and carefully hid it in his backpack.

Lu Yiming faced the little girl and asked bravely: "What are we playing? How about guessing?"

"Everything is fine!" The little girl smiled and looked very happy.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

"Rock, paper, scissors! Ah, I lost."

Lu Yiming won 3 times and lost 2 times. There was no gain and no punishment. It was like simply playing a game.

He did not yet understand whether these ghost-like children had good intentions or malicious intentions. Lu Yiming and Guo Weiqiang were cautiously maneuvering around, for fear of emerging from the dragon pool and entering the tiger's den.

In his mind, he sorted out all the information he had gotten so far: "Boy, I don't know whether the girl is reliable or well-intentioned... You should be more careful."