Chapter 116 Glass Butterfly

Tu Lanxun was startled and suppressed the urge to jump back, looking at N as if he were a ghost.

No, he is a ghost.

Isn’t this intuition too scary?

Although he was in turmoil inside, Tu Lanxun's expression remained unchanged. So in N's opinion, Tu Lanxun was looking at him with a slight smile, as if he had said something funny.

"Don't look at me like that. Don't treat me like your brother." N said coldly, "I've been an adult for many years."

Tu Lanxun shrugged, "Whatever you say."

She didn't explain, and he didn't ask, as if revealing the truth would release something harmful. A fragile balance was maintained at this moment.

They continued to discuss the battle plan for going to the hospital. During this time, Tu Lanxun's VR helmet sent a usage time reminder, and only 1/4 of the battery was left.

Tu Lanxun felt a little sleepy, but she glanced at N in the game. He was enthusiastically breaking down every part of his plan, detailing it to her in minute detail. Oh, yes, this guy had been on his own for over twenty years. He must be excited to not have to do it all alone.

So she said, "Okay, let's go."

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Bluebird Metropolitan Hospital is a top-tier hospital, and even interns and residents are paid very generously. N enjoys a small, semi-enclosed office, which together with several other offices can form a large department office area.

There's also a dressing room next to it, another large space with different small compartments. The tea room is completely enclosed, and Tu Lanxun is hiding at the base of the wall downstairs, holding a parasol, looking like he's waiting for someone on the sidewalk.

"This person is so slow..." Tu Lanxun was a little anxious because of the dazzling sunlight. She didn't like overly bright hot light, perhaps because she had been with the ghosts for too long.

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind the upstairs window.

N stood by the window, drinking coffee from the public blue paper cup instead of the white porcelain one. Tu Lanxun received the signal, spun his parasol full circle, folded it, and turned to walk towards the hospital.

This time she will play the role of a patient's family member.

The patient's identity was provided by N. He was a wealthy businessman with mumps in a separate ward, being treated by a different doctor. As the businessman happened to have connections to many political and business forces, many people came to visit him.

Tu Lanxun reported the wealthy businessman's name at the hospital reception desk. The nurse was helpless and impatient. She raised her eyelids and looked at Tu Lanxun, "Okay, please go in. You are the fifth one today. There are more than 100 in total."

The nurse only asked Tu Lanxun to fill in his name and phone number, and let him in without even verifying his ID.

According to the plan, Tu Lanxun left the name [Wang Aila]. When making the plan, N looked at it carefully several times, as if he had silently memorized these words.

I went directly to the fifth floor from the elevator. The layout of Bluebird Metropolitan Hospital is different from that of Deshi Hospital. The fifth floor is the comprehensive imaging department. There are many people coming and going, but they are all in a hurry.

N had warned me before: "On the fifth floor, turn right after exiting the elevator and walk to the end, which is the smoking room. There's a blind spot for surveillance cameras. Then, drag the trash can next to it and step on it to get out the window."

Tu Lanxun was horrified at the time: "What should I do if I fall from the building?"

N replied with a hint of satisfaction, "Haven't you ever observed the facade of Bluebird Metropolitan Hospital? There's a protruding eyebrow there, nearly a meter wide, and a circle of suspended decorative strips beyond that. As long as you don't walk sideways, you won't fall."

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Anyway, it was a cheat device. Tu Lanxun confirmed the life protection system again and again, then stepped on the trash can to climb out of the window, and landed on the outer wall with trembling toes.

In order to enhance the beauty of the exterior panels, Blue Bird Metropolitan Hospital designed the drainage pipes above the waist of the building into a "Z" line, and set up a "dew platform" in a winding manner, which reminds people of the beautiful waterfalls on rainy days. Most importantly, it is extremely easy to climb.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Tu Landun activated the [Balance] and [Jump and Sprint] functions of the game's main controller, allowing her to walk as if on flat ground even at high altitudes.

Then she began to climb upwards, following the map that N had drawn, which was now found to be extremely accurate, step by step, until she finally came to a bulge.

Tu Lanxun hid herself in the shadow of the exterior wall molding. At this moment, she was ten stories high and could just reach into a corner window.

The window was slightly ajar, just as N had described. I tiptoed inside and discovered a space of about a hundred square meters, separated only by a single door. A gentle breeze continuously streamed in through the crack in the window.

So this is why the window must be opened in this room.

In the middle was a glass cage that stretched from ceiling to ceiling. Inside the transparent grille stood fifteen or sixteen indigo butterflies, each as big as a human palm.

So gorgeous, so beautiful, yet with a sense of illusory fragility and delicacy.

Tu Lanxun was distracted by the butterfly for two seconds, then he regained consciousness, used the camera provided by N to record the surrounding scene, put on gloves and shoe covers, and began to rummage around.

There was a photo on the table. It was hard to tell whether it was of Dong Yijian or Kris, but he was a gentle and elegant middle-aged man. The other side of the photo was cut off.

He used the camera to take pictures to report to N, and Tu Lanxun also subconsciously triggered the game screenshot function of the VR helmet.

After taking a bunch of photos, Tu Lanxun climbed down like a thief, landed in the corridor, turned around and walked out of the hospital naturally, as if he had just been dazed for a while in the blind spot of the surveillance camera.

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But Tu Lanxun was still not happy.

Only by completing the plan personally can one feel the danger involved. After returning to N's residence, Tu Lanxun couldn't help but feel some resentment towards N.

How could you let her do such a dangerous thing?

Although she had been willing at first, she knew she couldn't die, but N didn't know that. This almost exploitative attitude made Tu Lanxun feel cold in her heart.

At least...she had helped him before.

Tu Lanxun criticized herself in her heart for being so fickle, but the lingering feeling of emotional discomfort still made it difficult for her to cope with it.

She didn't like being treated like this by N, even though she was now the weird [Wang Ella] instead of Tu Lanxun.

Even that stone-cold bastard wasn't N himself.

She just felt uncomfortable.

So after N came back from get off work, Tu Lanxun just sat on the sofa and looked through photos.

N sensed that her mood was not right, but said nothing. He just sat quietly beside Tu Lanxun, glanced at the developed photos, and said, "It's a good photo."

Tu Lanxun got furious but didn't say anything. She was thinking whether to finish the rest of the story or turn off the VR helmet now and let this ungrateful N get out of her sight completely.

N's next sentence suddenly stopped Tu Lanxun's thoughts:

"You're a good player."

Looking back, Tu Lanxun had no intention of hiding this fact. Since N could say it, it meant that he had fully understood this reality.

So scary.

An intelligence that is completely beyond the dimension of world consciousness.

But she wanted to ask.

How could someone with such a high IQ kill himself in his earliest days?

Tu Lanxun looked at him numbly: "We are not allies at all. This action is just a prank for you to test me."

N didn't dodge or evade, simply nodding and saying, "Indeed. You all will accelerate abnormally, like a catapult. The running-up method is very similar and abnormal."

Just as N said in real life, he maintains a high degree of self-awareness in the game, at least his memory is not affected by the "cycle of fate".

"Have you seen me many times before?" Tu Lanxun had the illusion that he was seen through the first time he went to feed N.

"I can't explain it." N said sincerely, "But I have a feeling you're different. I seem to have witnessed... 'you' death many times."

I think it's referring to the 'death' of the free model [Wang Aila].

Tu Lanxun noticed that N said "witnessed the death" instead of "killed with personal hands".

"I'm a game character." N said firmly.

Very good, now you have completed the first level of philosophical inquiry, Tu Lanxun thought.

N turned around again, took the remaining stack of photos from Tu Lanxun's hand, and said quietly, "You're a player, you won't die, so I let you do those things."

That's pretty close to an apology.

Tu Lanxun was about to say something when N's gaze fell upon him again. He squatted in front of Tu Lanxun and asked, "Are you willing to stay in the game with me forever?"

Ah, pervert!

Those peach blossom eyes reflected the light of water, as if pleading and complaining, like a trapped beast in the abyss calling for rescue, and with a bit of grievance.

There is no doubt that this guy is PUAing others.

Tu Lanxun quit the game expressionlessly and turned off the VR helmet.

Alas, it was still half light outside and the clock pointed to the original time.

Has VR technology advanced again? That's great... ah.

Tu Lanxun suddenly felt dizzy and fell powerlessly onto the pillow.

I forced myself to check the time on my phone and found that I had been playing for a full 24 hours.

A feeling of tiredness came over her belatedly, and her eyelids gradually closed. Her dreams were filled with strange people and strange things in the gray cave.

——She first dreamed that she was taken to a mental hospital, then wrote physics problems on the wall with paint to curse the attending doctor, and then ran out of the mental hospital at a high speed, with a rope chasing her.

In the last dream, Tu Lanxun slipped and fell into Aunt Lu's breakfast shop. Aunt Lu kneaded her into the dough. Before her breath was blocked by the sticky dough, she heard Aunt Lu say:

"Are you a player? Are you a player? Are you a player?..."

"Wake up."

Tu Lanxun was forcibly pushed up, and the feeling of wheat flour smearing his face is still fresh in his memory.

She had only slept for five hours and was drowsy as she looked at N who had rushed in. He patted her arm gently with a black leather glove, which felt cold.

You have ten seconds to figure out which N is in front of you.

Tu Lanxun chuckled twice and decided to name them Nth Power.

"What's wrong..." Tu Lanxun asked weakly.

"Something happened." N said seriously.

"What's the matter?" She turned over and wanted to continue sleeping.

N grabbed Tu Lanxun and said, "The South Branch is looking for you. There's a case of a brown-haired weirdo stalking people in Lucheng."