He Shiyi looked at Gu Li, who was frantically smearing blood on her face, and remained silent: "What are you doing?"

Gu Li maintained his blank expression, exchanged a glance with Irwin, secretly winked at him, and then his eyes rolled back as he fainted.

She thought to herself with a clear conscience: "Of course I must show my fearless and heroic spirit in the face of danger and bloodshed."

"Facing such a behemoth, it's perfectly normal for a human with weak genes to faint after rescuing everyone, feeling a sudden sense of relief."

He Shiyi transformed into a hairband, rummaged around in her pocket, and said with a subtle feeling, "You even planned out your own emotional journey. You've really gone to a lot of trouble."

Irwin blinked subtly, brushed aside the people behind him, and stepped forward to catch the girl who had fainted with a bloody face.

He couldn't bear to tell her that having her face covered in blood seemed a bit exaggerated, especially since Gu Li didn't appear to have any external injuries.

Amidst the vigilance of the crowd, Irwin scooped up the "fainted" Gu Li in his arms, casually placing her rather extraordinary-looking cross and suitcase on top of her, and steadily walked out.

The shock of the girl's bloodied face and the way she turned her head was too great. The soldier with the gun looked at the thin girl lying limply under the luggage and had a moment of self-doubt.

Could it be that they're mistaken?

With dozens of kilograms of weight pressing down on her stomach, Gu Li's blood-stained eyelashes trembled: "...What do you think he meant by this? He just wanted him to cooperate."

"We at least have some semblance of camaraderie, right? I... I feel a bit nauseous right now."

He Shiyi thought about it carefully. He could only see things from Gu Li's perspective. He hesitated and said, "That should be it. He only has two hands."

"Fine, tentacle monster, shut up," Gu Li replied expressionlessly.

Amidst the slight jolts, Gu Li gradually drifted off to sleep. When she awoke again, it was already dark.

This should be a hospital room, the silence inside contrasting sharply with the dense and hurried footsteps in the corridor outside.

Gu Li stared at the face on the ceiling for a while with her eyes wide open.

Slowly getting up, I looked around and saw that it was indeed a hospital room. There was an IV pole stuck at the foot of the bed, and a "No Talking" sign on the white wall opposite.

The logo's blood-red lettering, in the dim night, exuded a terrifying aura reminiscent of an old actor from a supernatural film.

Gu Li looked away expressionlessly, and only after getting out of bed did she realize that she was wearing a striped hospital gown.

Her luggage, along with the cross, was placed on the head of her bed.

Under the watchful eyes of the ceiling, she took a wheat cake from her suitcase and sat on the edge of the bed to eat it.

I glanced through the window in the ward door at the face of the person who was rushing past the door for the third time.

In the quiet space, the crisp "crunch" sound, full of deep thought, echoed as Gu Li finished one and immediately took out the next.

Those blue eyes, reflecting a faint light, lowered.

Her things are genuine.

After consumption, the crackling protests emanating from within the body, seemingly emanating from between the bones, gradually subsided.

The hospital ward is real.

She had been staring at the things outside for the fifth time, her anxious eyes gradually darkening, until now they were filled with barely concealed anxiety and resentment.

But the thing never once tried to force its way through the wooden door into the room.

Is it that it doesn't want to?

No, it's more likely that there's an insurmountable barrier between the ward and the outside corridor.

It's like the atmosphere group in a horror game; ignore it.

Finally, Gu Li turned his head to meet the head peeking out from behind the curtain of the bed next to him.

When she turned her head, the man contorted his expression into a complex mix of extreme fear and pitifulness, gazing at her with tender affection.

Gu Li's calm and analytical expression instantly cracked.

Under Gu Li's expressionless gaze, he stepped out from behind the bed curtains, took two quick steps, and assumed a jumping posture, preparing to throw himself into her arms.

Gu Li's forehead twitched, and he stood up and took a step back to make way.

The man missed his target and then gave a pitiful look.

She raised her hand to shield her forehead, also blocking her vision, and said in a weak voice, "Don't do that, my stomach is a little upset."

Her fingers slid down and pinched the bridge of her nose. Gu Li's free hand pulled out her cane from beside the suitcase and lashed out with it.

Amidst the thing's scream, a foot stomped onto the exposed head.

Her expression was somewhat sinister: "Even if you're a different species, you should at least learn something before you come out and embarrass yourself, right? Do you even understand the difference between respect and love?"

The thing she had overturned and trampled on the ground, whether it understood or not, came out of the bald head on her neck with an angry shout, and her elegant little dress was also wrinkled from being rubbed on the ground.

The creature that appeared in the cosplay of Eric had an expression of dissatisfaction on its face, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a giant octopus with a head that swelled up like a water balloon.

Gu Li silently raised his cane, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

"Smack!"

A fawning smile appeared on Cen Xingbang's deer face as he opened his mouth.

Gu Li's expression grew even colder as he rubbed his arms and swung the club.

"Smack!"

Lancer angrily brandished his tentacles and charged towards her: "Little sister..."

Gu Li's expression grew weary. He raised his cane high one last time, his tone almost eerily gentle: "Do you know why I haven't killed you yet?"

Its brown skin shimmered with an eerie luster. The brown, alien-like creature, resembling Kapibala, asked in a choked voice, "Why...why...?"

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