Chapter 31

Fukang Private General Hospital, 4th Floor.

After passing through the empty and spacious waiting area, there is a long and narrow corridor with a smooth and cold surface, and the light is discernible. The green and white walls look particularly desolate under the bluish light.

The steel doors were closed tightly, the operating rooms were arranged according to serial numbers, and every thickened partition window was completely dark.

The empty corridor was filled with the sound of chaotic footsteps.

The four people on the red side were walking in front, and Wen Jianyan was far behind, not too far or too close to them.

"...What to do next?"

Liu Yuze's face was a little pale, and he looked straight ahead. As he walked forward, he lowered his voice and asked almost loudly.

Although the prompt says that [the operating room on the fourth floor can directly lead to the second floor of the lower room], the fourth floor is really too big, and the entire floor is the operating room. The best way is to separate and go to the fourth floor.

Started a blanket search, but there is such a troublesome NPC following...

It was easier said than done to find a way to the second floor of the basement without arousing suspicion.

Wen Ya also looked intently and responded in a low voice:

"...go forward and see if there are any clues. If you can't find them, use props."

Logically speaking, this kind of channel should be kept very secret. However, due to the special "nature" of this copy, the information gap between them and Black is really too big.

In order to balance the live broadcast, the rules of this copy will not make it difficult for them in this aspect.

The group of people, each with their own hidden agenda, slowly walked forward along the corridor.

"Tick tock."

In the dead silence, there was a slight sound of water drops.

Wen Jianyan turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of the sound.

Each operating room has a temporary hand-washing pool. The faucet in one of the pools has been tightened and water is slowly dripping down.

"Tick tock."

Another drop of water fell.

A scarlet sticky mark was left on the white porcelain pool wall.

It's blood.

"Tick tock."

One sound, two sounds.

More water drops sounded from all directions, and the faucets in every operating room began to drip blood, more and more quickly, giving people a feeling of being surrounded.

The four red anchors walking at the front also noticed this.

They are all anchors who have experienced multiple dungeons, and have joined a club with more comprehensive information and richer resources. They are very keen on warning signs before this kind of danger is coming.

Everyone was working hard, their attention was secretly focused on the sound, and they were nervously waiting for the change to come.

The sound of water dripping became more and more urgent, more and more urgent.

The faucet loosened and rotated under an unknown force, making a tooth-breaking squeaking sound. A small stream of scarlet blood gushes out, then becomes thicker and faster, and finally washes directly into the white water.

On the porcelain inner wall.

"Gudong."

"Gudong."

There was a weird noise coming from the sewer, as if it was blocked by something.

The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, making it difficult to breathe.

The scarlet and viscous blood gradually became level with the pool wall, and then began to gush out uncontrollably, flowing freely on the surface.

On the surface of the surging blood pool, you can vaguely see the rising and falling sounds of pale body fragments.

Although they had expected this kind of thing to happen, the faces of the four anchors on the red side were still stained with solemn looks. Have they forgotten that the troublesome NPC is still following them closely? If in this

If you are besieged in the corridor, you are likely to lose everything.

The fragments of body parts in the sink fell onto the surface as blood gushed out.

The soles of the feet, the calf bones, the abdomen, the greasy internal organs, the ribs, the half-missed skull, the damaged brain, the eyeball with the optic nerve, and the small half of the cheek.

Men's, women's, young, old, immature, mature...

Several corpses belonging to different human beings were washed away by the scarlet blood flow, and were combined together by some unknown force.

Grass!

What the hell is this!

Looking at such a strange scene in front of them, all the anchors couldn't help but feel startled. They stopped their steps, subconsciously approached each other, stood back to back, and took a defensive posture.

Dark, centipede-like ugly thin threads sewed the stones together, and each broken "human being" spliced ​​from different corpses appeared in the blood.

They stood staggering, their flexible and naked eyes turning, and their irises of different colors and shades reflected a cold and cruel luster under the cold light.

In the entire corridor, there were the most body parts near Wen Jianyan, and the corpses were assembled the fastest.

While the corpses around the other anchors were just pieced together, the corpse here had been sewn up and started to stagger towards him.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

I'm not saying that this injection really needs to be so obvious!

Wen Jianyan barely maintained an unfathomable calm expression on his face, and he ducked backwards, barely dodging the monster rushing towards him, and cursed inwardly.

day.

He knew that the hatred value of these monsters must be on his body.

Even the monsters near the red anchor showed little interest in their nearest prey. Instead, they were getting closer to them faster and more nimbly.

At this time, one of the monsters suddenly approached with the posture and speed of a human dharma elephant!

The mutilated, malicious face rushed to the front in an instant, the loose mandible opened, the long blood-red tongue drooped, and he was about to bite Wen Jianyan's arm in front of him.

superior--

Suddenly, without any warning, a small green and black palm print appeared on the corpse's face.

The movement of the corpse froze slightly involuntarily.

The next second, more small palm prints appeared on the broken face of the corpse. From the cheek, to the neck, to the chest, blue and purple marks appeared strangely.

"Giggle--"

The monster's eyeballs protruded, and the white fascia of its organs could be seen making strange gurgling sounds, as if it was suffering some indescribable pain.

Immediately afterwards, its entire body slowly fell backwards, sinking into the blood that had reached its calves with a pop.

Wen Jianyan took two steps back in shock, and the blood under his feet made a splashing sound.

The young man raised his hand, and caressed the void beside him twice with his pale and slender palm. His voice was low, and the ending sound was particularly gentle because of this:

"Thank you, honey."

[Honesty comes first] In the live broadcast room:

"Ah ah ah, I don't care! The anchor just calls me baby! If you call me baby, you are mine!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh help me!"

"...Good guy, this captain of the black team is really awesome. I finally understand why I opened a hunting book after a long time. I really can't do it without hunting."

"Ghost mother nb!"

"Hahahahaha, no, the anchor has a hundred and ten ghost babies wrapped around him to protect him!"

"I have decided, I will support Black this time [reward points 100]"

"Me too, me too! I have placed my bets, my family! Black charges! [Reward points 100]"

"This wave is indeed a rare hunting book where Black has the upper hand. I have seen this happen before. This time it is an eye-opener [reward points 200]"

"This senior Nightmare viewer is here to speak out. The anchor can indeed gain the upper hand now by playing this way. At least ordinary ghosts and red anchors cannot harm him. However, based on my experience of watching so many live broadcasts,

It’s 100% impossible for him to survive doing this.”

"Even if he really wins this team battle, he will still be in doubt."

"Ah? Why? Please explain."

"Because the anchor is no longer a human being. He is recognized by the ghost baby as a ghost mother. When the time comes, after the copy ends, the live broadcast system will directly determine that the anchor has lost his human identity, and he will be left behind forever.

This copy has won the prize, please take a look and cherish it."

"Ah, I seem to have heard of this case. Some anchors used the power of ghosts too many times in the dungeon, and ended up being assimilated. Finally, they became monsters recognized by the dungeon rules, and slowly lost their human sanity and

The ability to think will always linger in the ability to copy."

",Although this situation is rare, it is not impossible to happen. Although the power of the ghosts in the copy is powerful, and sometimes it can even become the anchor's help, this kind of power is poisonous. Sooner or later, if you get along with it for a long time, you will be
To be continued...