Chapter 256: Western medicine only treats the symptoms, but not the root cause. Traditional Chinese medicine can help you solve your problems.
After adjusting his thinking, Zhong Mu resolutely gripped the knife in his sleeve and decided to resist the fear and walk around the place again. More information would help Brother Xiu more!
He took a deep breath and walked around the entire mental treatment area while waving away the monsters.
The paper on the wall was originally a promotional poster for the mental treatment area, but under the secondary symptoms, it turned into something else.
If you feel mentally unwell and don’t know what to do, please go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department in the Psychiatric Treatment Area for treatment.
Please be careful not to let them discover your mutation. 】
The text above was human language, which Zhong Mu could understand. It seemed to be some hints specifically for players.
He continued walking in the direction of the arrow on the note.
By the way, I carefully looked at each of the changed treatment promotions in the picture. The content on them was no longer praise, but some warnings and prohibitions.
[Please be careful! The God of Killing is about to enter this instance!]
"What are we afraid of? He's just a teenage player. In human terms, that's still a child, right? Why should we be afraid of a child?"
[The God of Killing is forbidden from entering this instance. The voting box is on the second floor of this courtyard. You vote, I vote, God of Killing, please leave and stay away.]
[If even creeps need to vote to avoid players, what kind of dungeon are we? No vote! Are we afraid of them?]
[Here's a sincere warning to everyone: a player named Yin Xiu is about to skip the lower-level dungeons and head into the dungeons within this division. It's only a matter of time before you and I encounter the God of Killing. Block him in advance and take precautions to ensure your safety.]
[I'll wait for him to arrive. When he does, I'll definitely make him die in this dungeon. We're in a mid-level dungeon!! He's just a brat who's done a low-level dungeon. Don't vote!]
[Vote! Why don't you vote and block him? Don't underestimate a player!]
[Another instance of massacre! Please vote! Choose to block Yin Xiu! The voting box is on the second floor! Let's avoid this dangerous existence together!]
[Vote! You'll regret it sooner or later! !]
The promotional content and paper marks on it look very old, as if they were left over from many years ago.
Zhong Mu read through them one by one, and vaguely realized that the so-called blacklisting mechanism seemed to be voted on by the monsters in the entire dungeon. But it seemed that the monsters in the past did not take him, Brother Xiu, seriously, so Brother Xiu entered this dungeon and then slaughtered them all?
According to Brother Xiu's battle record, it should be clean. There is even blood splashed on the paper!
The slogans mocking and declaring the decision to kill Yin Xiu were all stained black with blood, and it was obvious that everyone in the copy was killed in the end.
The fatal blows that the former God of Death dealt to the monsters may not feel real to the players, but from the perspective of the monsters, it is really chilling.
Zhong Mu continued walking along the corridor and found another warning sign.
Turn left and go to the second floor. Go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department. Look for a doctor wearing a grayish-blue Chinese gown. They will check for any discomfort or abnormalities.
【Western medicine only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Traditional Chinese medicine can help you solve your problems! 】
"Turn left ahead, it's the second floor..." Zhong Mu stared at the note in confusion. He remembered that the end of the corridor was ahead, right? There was nothing there, let alone a second floor.
Almost all players walking around the mental treatment area did not say that they had seen the second floor.
However, the promotional title mentioned that there was a ballot box on the second floor, which means that there is indeed a second floor here, at least there was one in the past, and if the layout has not changed, it should be there now.
Zhong Mu clutched the note and walked forward tentatively. He groped his way to the end of the corridor and actually saw a special corridor there.
From Zhong Mu's perspective of his current second-level symptoms, the entire hospital was a bloody mess and extremely terrifying, but this staircase was made of clean wood. When he walked to the end and turned around to see such a staircase, it was like an illusion.
What a suspicious staircase, but Zhong Mu had no choice but to go there now. Either he went crazy and killed the staff and went to the insane area, or he went to the second floor to take a look.
After weighing it over, Zhong Mu resolutely went up to the second floor.
If you encounter an unfamiliar direction, you must give it a try. If Boss Ye were here, he would definitely go up. As someone who has been influenced by the knowledge of the small town, I must not be cowardly!
After stepping onto the second floor, the bloody corridor behind Zhong Mu disappeared instantly and turned into a wall. He now had no choice but to move forward.
After taking a deep breath, Zhong Mu slowly walked forward on the creaky, old wooden boards.
The stairs were old and dusty, as if no one had walked on them for a long time.
He walked up the stairs to the second floor. The style of the painting here was exactly the same as the stairs. It was the second floor of a small, dilapidated wooden building. A row of wards were displayed. The floor was covered with dust. A dark wooden medicine cabinet stood against the wall. Various medicinal herbs that Zhong Mu could not understand were written on it. It looked like an old medical clinic.
Although the style of painting changed suddenly, at least it was not a terrifying visual impact. Zhong Mu breathed a sigh of relief and decided to explore this place carefully.
He took a step forward, the floor creaked with a heavy sound, and the wooden door on the side slowly opened, and a pale face poked out from inside.
It looked like a monster, but there were clear sutures on its neck, and the blood had even dyed the lines red. Its eyes were bulging, its tongue was sticking out, and its face was pale. It looked extremely creepy, and Zhong Mu was so scared that he shuddered and took a step back.
"It's a human...it's a fragrant human smell..." The pale-haired man slowly smiled and moved his body slowly, trying to come out.
Before Zhong Mu could run, the door next to him opened and a child with a pale face and rosy cheeks came out, scolding loudly: "This is a guest! You can't eat! The doctor said! Your stitches are still in place, so you can't eat anything for the time being!"
The head that stuck out stared at Zhong Mu with regret, then slowly retracted and closed the door.
Zhong Mu stopped and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you okay, sir? Are you not scared?" After driving away the man-eating patient, the child slowly walked towards Zhong Mu.
His face was pale, but his cheeks were rosy. When he walked, his body rustled and floated lightly. Even when he got closer, Zhong Mu could still clearly see the outline of the paper-made fabric supported by the bamboo frame on his body.
This is a moving paper figure!
Zhong Mu quickly stepped back, pressed tightly against the wall, and stared at him in horror, "You, you, you! You're not human either!"
The little paper figurine politely approached Zhong Mu, who was shivering against the wall, and stared at him with its black-dotted eyes. "Don't be afraid, sir. I won't eat people."
Zhong Mu relaxed for a moment, then immediately became nervous again, "But you are a moving paper figure!!"
"What's wrong with the paper man moving? My body is light and my hands are made of paper. I can't even kill you with a knife. What are you afraid of?" The paper man's pale face had no expression, but he showed confusion.
Zhong Mu thought about it carefully and it seemed to make sense, and he was no longer afraid!
It just moves! Even if the paper figurine really moves, it's still a fragile body. What's there to be afraid of besides being weird?
"Let's go! Come with me to see the doctor!" The little paper man moved over with difficulty in small steps and waved to Zhong Mu.
Zhong Mu still didn't know who the doctor it was talking about was, but now he didn't know where to go, so he just followed it blankly while looking around.
The paper figure was so light that it made no sound when it walked on the ground, but Zhong Mu stepped on the worn floor, which creaked as it walked, attracting the attention of many people in the wards on both sides.
Some mumblings also came out from the ward.
"Another player is here. The doctor always receives players."
"He's also the boss of the side quest, so it's normal for players to show up."
"But it's not normal to welcome players to the clinic. When will he stop being so close to the players? These players will kill him sooner or later."
"Didn't the last player he met backstabbed him? He might have changed his ways and started killing players! He called the players here just to make them into medicine!"
"You have a point. I'll wait and see."
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