210 Yongsheng Pharmaceutical Foundation (16)

◎Another teammate died◎

Zhu Ning was being held by a pair of ghostly hands at that time. His imagination was once wild. Would those hands sink into his abdomen and become another of his internal organs?

Now it has come true. The medical examination report clearly shows that there is a pair of hands in my stomach.

What did Dr. Fu see before he died?

Zhu Ning was not sure just now, but he is sure now. He said before that he saw a ghost in the camera, and he should have seen it again.

In order to protect himself, or perhaps because of severe mental pollution, Dr. Fu blinded his own eyes, and the ghost could not get close to him.

However, he had to open his protective helmet to carry out this action. With his mental state at risk, he was exposed to a high concentration of pollution and was infected.

There have always been two types of contaminants in the hotel. One is the cockroach man, and the other is the bloody things seen in the elevator and conference room, which should be the creatures brought in from behind the door.

Either killed by the cockroach man or killed by the creature behind the door.

Zhu Ning rested her forehead against the bed and the edge of her helmet. She was tired of laughing and felt unprecedented fatigue. This polluted area was more difficult than any she had ever been to, and it made her feel oppressive.

The things behind the door can be transformed into physical objects. Zhu Ning already has a monster in his abdomen. If he wants to get rid of these hands, he can only do the same as Dr. Fu, open the protective suit, and perform physical surgery to remove it.

There is only one last method left, kill the source of pollution, and these hands will naturally disappear.

Zhu Ning thought carefully about what Dr. Fu said, because the severe pain made her thinking particularly clear.

Doctor Fu said that it should be true that God was born through the human body. The underground pollutant was called "Wumai" by the villagers outside the wall. Huo Wenxi said that the literal translation means placenta. What about the fetus?

Anyone who looks directly at "Wumai" will have a bad ending. The god should not be looked at directly.

Zhu Ning's previous focus on this sentence had always been God, but now he thought that the key point was the last four words: cannot look directly at it.

Zhu Ning's hairs would stand on end whenever he took a look at "God" through Li Xin's memory, and Huo Wenxi lost one eye watching their investigation report on the videotape.

This divine pollution can be spread through media, cameras, photos, people's memories, including the eyes.

Yongsheng Pharmaceutical is very courageous. They discovered the law of the spread of miracles.

The experiment must be based on this if it is to be successful. Is what they created really a god?

Zhu Ning had never read the original information. Doctor Fu died after reading it. His words before he died were crazy and he suspected that the one in Zhu Ning's belly was a god.

They had transported something away from here before, and Bao Ruiming firmly believed that God would come. Does this prove that "God" has left here?

So what is the source of the pollution here? Is it the matrix that once stayed here?

If so, to find the source of the contamination, do we need to find the experimental subject? And where is the experimental subject?

Zhu Ning rolled over from the bed, her legs weak. The monster in her stomach was devouring her, as if there was a countdown. Even if she was lucky enough not to be killed by other monsters, her spirit and health points would be easily sucked away.

Zhu Ning took a quick glance and saw that the office had frosted glass and there were several figures standing outside.

Because there was a layer of glass between them, we could only see that they had human shapes, and it was difficult to tell what they were.

They stood there grimly, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Doctor Fu's body was still lying on the ground, and blood had flowed all the way to Zhu Ning's feet. The strange creature chasing Doctor Fu would most likely kill Zhu Ning as well.

Zhu Ning has figured out the patterns of pollution, and the existence of patterns proves that it is not impossible to resist.

She endured the severe pain in her abdomen, touched the edge of her helmet, and opened it with a click.

Ordinary people would not dare to do this in a contaminated area, as opening the helmet would mean contamination. However, Zhu Ning had tried it and found that he was not easily infected in a contaminated area.

After she took off her helmet, she breathed in the air that truly belonged to the polluted area. The stench was mixed with the pungent smell of medicine, and even the smell of blood was not obvious.

There was pollution outside the door and her stomach was still aching. She made a bold move at this time. She tore her collar, pulled off a long strip of cloth, and then covered her eyes with it.

There was only darkness before my eyes.

Zhu Ning moved quickly and put on his protective helmet immediately. The screen of the helmet had a layer of black protective film.

The God's perspective is also a kind of eye, and it is also closed for safety reasons.

Now she was completely immersed in darkness and could not even see a vague shadow.

If you lose your sight and only rely on hearing to walk, you will feel extremely insecure because it is difficult to judge from which direction the enemy is coming.

This approach is risky, but it may be useful. If the eye is a door, Zhu Ning now chooses to close the door temporarily.

The fact that Dr. Fu eventually died of infection rather than a direct fatal injury proves that his act of blinding himself and closing the door was useful.

She didn't know if it was her illusion or she was numb from the pain, but after she blindfolded her eyes, the pain in her abdomen was not as severe.

What she had to do now was to clear her mind, stop imagining, and move slowly in the underground hospital to find other teammates and the source of the pollution.

That's the theory, but it's difficult to implement because shooting athletes rely most on their eyesight.

Zhu Ning touched the edge of the examination table with her hands. She tried to take a step, thinking that at least walking would be fine, but she almost tripped over Dr. Fu's legs.

The imagined destination is not consistent with the actual destination.

Zhu Ning needed to re-coordinate her hands and feet to adapt to the new sense of space. She took out a retractable knife from her backpack. When fully opened, it was about one meter and two meters long, and at this time it became a "guide stick".

Zhu Ning used the retracting knife to explore forward. There were many obstacles ahead, and when he stepped on the paper, it made a rustling sound. After losing his sight, all sounds were amplified.

Zhu Ning had never felt sounds so carefully before, and hearing became his biggest life-saving talisman.

It took her a moment to find the doorknob, and she paused for two seconds, as if to deal with the doctor's silent mourning.

She should leave here.

Zhu Ning opened the door. She had just seen someone outside the door. If these people were still there, Zhu Ning should have had close contact with them.

After she walked out, she felt a chilling chill. Was the ghost right next to her?

How close was she? Was someone face to face with her? Observing her silently.

Wait, what is she doing? I can't imagine.

This place seems to induce people to "imagine" and go deeper and deeper into one point. There were similar things in the previous polluted areas, which were repeated over and over again, because this is the traditional pattern of spiritual pollution, but it seems to be particularly intense here.

Oh, why is there no sound?

Zhu Ning encountered several pollutants on the road, and they blocked her like NPCs in the hospital.

Where are those people?

Losing your sight is like closing the door, and you will not be able to know anything.

She didn't even know what her situation was or which direction to go. She was stuck where she was.

Her stomach was aching again, and it was difficult to use the retractable knife for support. Zhu Ning wanted to hold on to the wall, as she remembered there was a handrail here.

In the darkness, she touched a soft object, like another person's hand.

She instinctively withdrew her hand and almost wanted to open her eyes to look, just like when she was a child playing hide-and-seek and accidentally touched a bug, she would want to open her eyes.

Zhu Ning held her breath, certain that something was right in front of her, that person was breathing.

Zhu Ning held the gun in her left hand. If she needed to take action, she needed to ensure that she had the initiative.

As long as she doesn't open her eyes, theoretically she is safe for the time being.

She reached for the handrail again, and this time she felt cold metal, her hand gone.

Gone?

She didn't have time to think about it. After stabilizing herself, she decided to walk to the right.

She remembered the general direction. They had walked in from the hospital gate, which was on the left. They had not been to the area on the right yet.

Xu Meng may also be on the right.

Zhu Ning walked slowly, like a blind man placed on the edge of a cliff, cautiously stretching out his hand to explore, fearing he would fall off the cliff if he was not careful.

Zhu Ning felt that she had brushed past some creature, but she didn't dare look or have any curiosity.

Once curiosity is aroused, one can't help but start imagining. Although it is dangerous, this road is actually useful.

Zhu Ning remembered that this corridor was very deep. What was at the end of the corridor?

Dr. Fu was dead, but what about Xu Meng? Could something have happened to her as well?

"Zhu Ning?" Suddenly, Zhu Ning heard a faint cry.

She stopped, thinking she had misheard.

"Zhu Ning!" The man continued to call her name. Zhu Ning recognized that it was Cao Wei's voice. Because she had lost her eyesight, Zhu Ning could only walk towards the source of the voice.

Cao Wei was in front of her on the left. Zhu Ning walked and wondered why Cao Wei was here.

His voice sounded weak, was he hurt?

What had happened between him and Chu Ling? Why did he leave no clues or marks and go underground without permission?

Cao Wei's voice sounded hoarse as he cried out in grief, "Chu Ling is dead!"

Chu Ling is dead?

Zhu Ning's head buzzed, as if it had been hit hard by someone. Another teammate had died.

The speed of death here was faster than she had imagined, and there was no time even to mourn. Zhu Ning didn't know how to react. She gritted her teeth. Now, hearing the news of others' deaths didn't even feel real. It seemed as normal as hearing about eating and drinking water.

Zhu Ning slowly approached Cao Wei and touched him for a long time. She half squatted down. Cao Wei was probably leaning in the corner of the corridor. Zhu Ning thought she would touch his leg, but she missed and touched liquid on her hand. She didn't react at first to what she touched.

"My leg is broken." Cao Wei made a painful sound.

Zhu Ning couldn't see it, but as soon as Cao Wei finished speaking, he felt something wet under his palm, which was covered in blood.

Zhu Ning's hands trembled. There was still warm blood in her palms. Cao Wei's lower half might be gone. She was stunned for a long time before she said, "I... I'll help you take a look."

Cao Wei: "Okay."

Zhu Ning still had some healing potion on her, and she needed to check on Cao Wei's condition. The reactions of a blind person and a truly blind person were completely different. A blind person would never regain their sight under any circumstances, but a fake blind person could easily open their eyes.

When a teammate is injured, especially when hearing the news of his death, most people will definitely help him.

Zhu Ning's eyelids twitched, and he almost opened his eyes, but stopped abruptly.

Her heartbeat quickened, the blood in her hands turned cold, and she asked, "Are you really Cao Wei?"

Zhu Ning couldn't see, so how could she be sure who was in front of her?

If it was the real Cao Wei, his first reaction would be to explain the information he had obtained since he was already injured.

Although cruel, this is almost the instinct of demon hunters. They must ensure that they can pass on the message while they are still alive. The message is more important than life.

The man before him revealed nothing.

Cao Wei: "What are you talking about?"

Zhu Ning withdrew her hand. If she had eyesight now, she would see that the person leaning against the wall was not Cao Wei at all, but a monster with a blurry face.

It was a bloody mass, holding a human head in its hands. The head was wrapped in a witcher's protective helmet. The helmet panel was broken, revealing Cao Wei's face. His face was gray and he had been dead for a long time, and his mouth opened and closed mechanically.

"Zhu Ning, what are you talking about?"

Zhu Ning closed his eyes tightly and stepped back step by step. This polluted area actually induced people to open their eyes.

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