I Played the Horror World as a Management Game!

A mysterious power descended upon Earth, giving birth to another world of horror civilization.

Everyone at eighteen years old is forcibly sent into the horror game world.

While everyone el...

Chapter 737 Intensive Care Unit, No Head!

Snap!

Qin Nuo shook the Night Devil hunting rifle in his hand, and the sound of the bullet being loaded was very clear.

Yes, the Night Demon shotgun was intact. It was crushed by the ghost in room 1408, but the ghost itself is an illusion, so how could it really crush a catastrophic ghost?

After the totem was destroyed, the bathhouse gradually returned to normal, the steam dissipated, and the heat wave dissipated.

Putting away the Night Demon hunting rifle, Qin Nuo walked towards the mountains and rivers over there. Looking at his broken right hand, he asked perfunctorily, "Are you okay?"

"Do I look okay?"

"At least you're not dead, so everyone's happy, right?"

Shanhe was speechless: "You really know how to comfort people..."

In fact, she knew very well that Qin Nuo could not help her in the situation just now, and she would have preferred not to even step on him.

Although there is no benefit in harming teammates in this dungeon, some narrow-minded people are still happy to step on them.

She has seen too much. There are no laws in horror games, and many players will completely reveal the ugly side of their hearts.

After throwing his own camera into the bathtub, Shanhe took Qin Nuo's and checked to see that there were indeed no patients in the bathhouse. Only then did he feel relieved and asked Qin Nuo, "What do you want to see next?"

"There's nothing to see, let's go to the next place." Qin Nuo said.

"Here, we have everything we want to know."

"Then, let's go to the next clue location, the dean's office?"

Shanhe pulled out a bandage from somewhere and tied up his bloody right hand. Although it was painful, it was naturally not as terrifying as having a real hand broken off. Otherwise, in that situation, a normal person would have to lie on the ground and wail heart-wrenchingly for a long time.

"Let it be." Qin Nuo had already walked towards the door.

at the same time.

Neurosurgery intensive care unit.

Xiaocheng and Kongyu were both transferred to this place in order.

It's called an intensive care unit, but it's more like a morgue.

There are beds lined up here, and what is shocking is that these beds are all covered with quilts, which are slightly raised. It seems that the patients were placed here before.

"One of the clue locations..."

Xiao Cheng murmured to himself, it seemed that because there were too many corpses, the air was filled with gloomy energy and the coldness gave people goose bumps.

Kong Yu stood aside, looking around, feeling panicky. "I've hit a wall again. I'm really going to collapse. I wonder if Liuzi and the others have run into the same situation?"

"Instead of worrying about them, take care of us first."

As Xiaocheng spoke, he walked over and lifted the shroud of one of the beds.

This action startled Kong Yu: "Xiba, are you really not afraid that these patients will come back to life?"

"If they were going to fake their death, they would have done it long ago."

Xiaocheng looked at the patient's body on the bed, his brows slightly furrowed.

On the hospital bed, the patient had taken off his clothes and was lying on it with pale skin, but his head was missing.

"Why is the head gone?" Kong Yu came over and asked.

Xiaocheng lifted the shroud next to him, and the same result occurred: the head was missing.

Not only was its head missing, but its body also had cut marks all over it.

Each patient's body showed different surgical experiments, but the same thing was that the head was missing.

"These cut marks don't show any signs of injury at all. They look more like a forensic doctor dissecting a body."

The small town lifted up the shrouds one after another, and some of the corpses even had their organs dug out.

"From this, it seems that the doctors at Nanying Mental Hospital were secretly conducting human experiments on their patients. This is not a rumor."

"How can you say these words calmly? Professional forensic doctors are not as professional as you. I almost vomited after seeing these things." Kong Yu stood aside, looking at the corpses, his face turning pale and his stomach churning.

Xiao Cheng ignored him and glanced at Kong Yu, who was about to vomit. His eyes flickered as he continued, "All the patients are headless. In fact, the most likely reason is that their heads were cut off and used for individual experiments."

As Xiao Cheng spoke, his curiosity was aroused and he began to walk around the intensive care laboratory, dragging out the cold boxes and rummaging through them.

"Shouldn't we leave now and look for Liuzi and the others?" Kong Yu was also very skilled and bold. While asking, he couldn't help but connect to the live broadcast room of the camera and started a real-time broadcast to the cold and terrifying intensive care unit.

"Although, don't you think this is a good live broadcast material?"

Xiaocheng made up an excuse.

In fact, he believed that there must be a reason why Order moved itself to this clue position.

The answer may lie in the missing heads of these patients...

He might be able to work alone and rely on himself to win the movie "Gonjiam"!

"Ding! Player "One Thought, Alluring City" has reached the plot death point, please pay attention! Please pay attention!"

At this time, the game prompt sound rang again, accompanied by two alarms, making people inexplicably uneasy and anxious.

Even the opened game panel was flashing a warning red light!

Xiao Cheng frowned. "Plot death? I don't believe that!"

Although he thought so, Xiaocheng felt inexplicably anxious inside. He quickened the pace of his search and became a little irritable.

At this time, Kong Yu noticed something and reminded Xiao Cheng: "I think I found what you want."

"What is that?" Xiaocheng turned around.

"The patient's missing head might be in here. The label says, 'Core Parts Research Refrigerator.'"

When Xiaocheng heard this, he walked over quickly and took a closer look. It was indeed the label. Because of his impatience, he actually ignored such an obvious label.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the door handle with both hands and spent a lot of effort to pull the iron box out little by little.

Kong Yu took a few steps back.

Just when the two thought they would see a horrifying scene of a pile of frosted heads placed inside an iron box, they were shocked when they looked inside.

Because the iron box was empty.

Still no?