"I'm level 24 now, you just need to..." Kill him four times.
Su Qi shook his head and muttered without thinking, "I refuse."
“…” A closed his mouth and glanced at him silently.
In recent years, A has been on missions frequently.
Because A's personal abilities were so outstanding, he was perceived as a threat by high-ranking officials from all walks of life. He was frequently placed on assassination lists by major international organizations and foreign militaries.
Outside the game world, many people dream of killing A, but due to their limited abilities, they cannot find the opportunity to do so.
A didn't know what was wrong with him, and he actually offered his head to Su Jing to kill him.
—and was bitterly rejected.
"The reason?" A stared at him with gloomy eyes.
Su Qiong shook off his bandages and said confidently, "I don't have the ability to attack. Your health bar is too long, so it must be very difficult to kill you."
The time and energy that Su Jing used to kill him once was enough to gain experience points by using "Win with Whoever Obeys Me" dozens of times.
He who obeys me wins (swearing): Are you polite?!
Okay.
For the first time in A's life, he was disliked because he was too capable.
The world's strongest soldier didn't speak for a long time, as if he had suffered a serious blow.
Inside the ward, the hissing sound of water evaporating could be heard continuously, and white mist drifted out from the open door.
From a distance, the room was shrouded in mist, like a fairyland on earth. From a closer look, the room was filled with smoke, like a sauna room.
The huge body of the slime monster struggled and rolled in the scorching fire, ensuring that every side was heated evenly.
In just a few minutes, the sticky semi-liquid substance that filled the entire ward slowly shrank and dried from the periphery to the center.
Until the sound completely disappeared, the flames were all extinguished, and the ward returned to peace again.
Su Jing approached cautiously, pulled apart the half-remaining door frame of the ward, and peered in to observe the situation on the scene.
The entire ward was burned black, the tables, chairs and benches turned to ashes, and the surface of the walls were peeling off in pieces.
Only the hospital bed in the southeast corner of the room remained in its original state.
The bed was covered with a dry black-gray film, and Su Jing judged that it was dehydrated slime.
In the middle of the slime film, lay the silent dungeon NPC.
Su Jing stretched out his bandaged finger and gently touched the edge of the film, but there was no response.
Mr. S had escaped from the shackles of the slime monster, but because his body was too weak, he did not wake up immediately.
A held onto the wall, slowly stood up, and prepared to walk into the ward.
"A, bring in the water cup from outside," Su Qiong reminded. "Slime is an objective entity. It's just dehydrated, not dead. If Mr. S regains consciousness and wants to take us down with him, we'll just pour water on it."
Su Jing knew that he could not defeat the dungeon NPC, so he made all preparations in advance.
"Okay." A brought the thermos into the ward and looked at Su Jian again. "Are you really a level 1 NPC?"
Su Qiong: "Yes. I was originally only level 0, but after leading the players through the last dungeon, my level increased a little bit."
——Therefore, Su Jing’s current level is the result of growth.
A's intuition tells him that Su Jian's situation is very unreasonable!
"IF" is a relatively fair game.
'Fairness' is reflected in every aspect and detail of the game.
The system will select players with outstanding abilities, give them preferential treatment, and increase the difficulty of the dungeon they are in.
For example, A was thrown into the hell copy, but his points increased rapidly.
When the system screens players, it will comprehensively consider multiple factors such as physical strength, intelligence, reaction ability, etc. and assign levels to the players.
The same standards will most likely be applied to NPCs.
A put himself in his shoes and measured Su Jing against the system's standards. Although his physical strength was approaching zero, his reaction and execution were absolutely top-notch.
In addition, Su Jing is extremely smart.
The system didn't give him any skills or props, and also created such an inconvenient body.
If it were someone else, he would definitely die eight hundred times at the start.
Looking back at Su Jing, he has lived safely until now.
He also turned the disadvantages caused by the system into his own advantages.
Make full use of the bandaged body to maximize the effect of the mimicry cloak.
Even without fire source or props, set fire to the slime monster.
A has a hunch: If Su Jian was not a white-name NPC, he would definitely be more difficult to deal with than the NPC in the novice area dungeon.
If you give Su Jian any attack skill, God knows how many players will die in his hands.
——Then here comes the question.
What exactly is the reason why the system imposes so many restrictions on Su Jian?
Or, does Su Jing have some extraordinary abilities that force the system to target him?
"A."
Su Jing's soft voice instantly brought A back to his senses.
"Hmm?" he asked in a whisper.
Su Qiong pointed at the bed and said, "Mr. S hasn't woken up yet. Should we keep waiting?"
A raised his wrist and slid his fingers twice before opening the operation panel and scanning Mr. S at the bed.
【NPC (Red)】Mr. S
Level 30
[Skill] ??? (The target's vital signs are weak and cannot be displayed.)
"He's in very bad condition and won't wake up for a while."
After saying that, A lowered his arms, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes tightly.
When players use the bracelet, they will consume corresponding physical strength.
Under normal circumstances, consuming a little bit of physical strength will not put any burden on A's body.
But now A has been eroded by the slime monster, his body is in great pain, and his physical strength is almost at the bottom.
Things in his eyes gradually became blurred, a long-lost drowsiness swept over him, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred...
"What should we do? The dungeon has a time limit. We can't just wait for him to wake up, right?"
Su Jing fell into deep thought. Without getting an answer from A, he came up with a somewhat risky idea.
[System: Warning! Warning!]
[System: Detected that NPC Su Jian is about to commit a serious violation. Please stop immediately.]
【System: Please stop immediately!!!】
Su Jing heard three angry exclamation marks from the cold mechanical sound of the system.
If it were any other player or NPC, they would probably be obedient and put away their dangerous thoughts.
Unfortunately, the system met Su Jing this time.
This string of code is not the first time to receive a violation warning, but it is ignored.
The system is really capable, find a programmer to modify the code!
Su Jing ignored the warning and walked straight to the bedside.
Stretch out two fingers and press on both sides of Mr. S's forehead.
Then empty your mind and focus all your attention.
[System: Upon receiving the instruction, immediately implement brain interference penalty on player Su Jian.]
[System: Punishment failed, requesting re-interference.]
【System: Requesting re-interference.】
【System: Heavy interference again.】
In just ten seconds, the system applied for interference with the NPC's brain four times.
The main system issued the ultimate interference command, and the subsystem was about to execute it, but found that -
Within the system's detection range, Su Jing's consciousness disappeared out of thin air.
Disappeared!
Next to the bed, only a ball of pure white bandages was left.
The bandage lost its core support and became limp and scattered, lifeless.
"Wow!" Su Jing regained consciousness and saw a vast expanse of unknown white space.
“I just tried it, and it worked.”
——This is the world inside Mr. S’s mind.
Su Jing's wandering consciousness successfully slipped into Mr. S's body.
For the past few days, Su Jian has been a dissociative consciousness wrapped in bandages, without a body.
At first, Su Qiong thought the system was lazy and did not prepare a body for the code.
It was not until Su Jian opened the prop store and found that he could use 5 million KPIs to exchange for a body that he came up with a bold idea.
Since it can be exchanged, it means that Su Jian has the ability to enter the human body.
However, all the bodies Su Jing had encountered before were controlled by other independent consciousnesses.
Su Jing is just a low-level NPC. How could his free consciousness defeat the original consciousness?
Mr. S is different.
He had been unconscious for too long, his original consciousness was very weak, and his body had almost become an empty shell.
At this moment, Mr. S lay there quietly, as if actively seducing Su Jing and inviting him to invade his body.
Su Jing's wandering consciousness penetrated into Mr. S's body and did not feel any rejection from his original consciousness.
He looked around without any obstruction and found that this was the hospital consultation room.
Judging from the scenery outside the window, the consultation room in Mr. S's mental world is definitely located in the copy hospital that Su Jing is experiencing.
The difference is that it's midsummer in the dungeon, while in the world inside my head, the autumn wind is blowing outside the window.
The willow trees on the street have become several sizes smaller.
Roughly estimating the growth rate of the trees, the timeline is at least four or five years ago in the copy world.
Directly opposite, sat a patient in a white coat with a label on his chest that read: Chief Physician.
Su Jing passively lowered his head and saw a pair of hands belonging to the young man, and legs that were awkwardly pressed together. He felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Could it be Mr. S's memory?" Su Jing murmured softly.
In front of him, the chief doctor flipped through the medical records and asked perfunctorily, "Tell me, why do you think you are sick?"
Su Jing didn't say anything, but the young man's timid voice sounded in his ears.
"I'm broken."
Su Jing was clearly in the boy's body and could clearly feel his impending emotional collapse.
But he couldn't speak to comfort the boy and had to play the role of a bystander.
There was nothing I could do but listen to the teenager's masochistic self-analysis.
Every time the boy spoke, related memories would emerge in front of Su Jian's eyes.
"Because it's broken, I've been doing things that others hate since I was a kid."
The boy possessed a great talent for scholarship and had been very interested in astronomy, physics, and chemistry since he could remember.
At the age of five, he used a homemade telescope to observe the vast starry sky for the first time.
His parents had little education and didn't understand what he was doing. They repeatedly scolded him, saying, "Throw away your junk! How could I have given birth to an abnormal child like you?"
"Because it's broken, no one wants to be my friend."
"The teacher put me in the last row, next to a trash can, and my seat always smelled bad."
When the boy started going to school, he did not laugh, make noise or act like a spoiled child like other children.
The teachers and classmates could not understand the profound words he said and labeled him as "unlikable".
"It's my fault when mom and dad quarrel."
"As long as I take all the beatings by myself, Mom won't hate Dad."
"But my mother left this home."
"Dad said I made Mom angry and left, and he wanted to strangle me to death."
Su Jing listened to his story and wanted to interrupt him and tell him, "It's not your fault."
But he couldn't make a sound and could only continue to listen to the boy's monologue helplessly through his ears.
"My classmates bullied me. It's all my fault."
"The teacher said it was because I was too independent and too bad."
"I must correct myself and become a good child and a good student so that they will like me."
"She was pushed down the stairs, pressed into a urinal, and repeatedly violated."
"Every time, every time, I told them I was sorry and it was my fault."
"They still hate me."
——Why do you want to apologize?
Su Jing secretly despised: Everything should be blamed on those incompetent, dirty scum who only dared to vent their misfortunes in life on the weak!
Unfortunately, at the time of the incident, no one around said this to the boy.
That's why the boy came to the hospital and sat opposite the doctor to tell his story.
"They like pain, and I treat them the way they like pain."
"My father died, my classmates died, and my teacher died."
"The dog outside that always jumped on me and bit me is dead too."
"The police arrested me and made me reflect on my crimes in prison."
"My judge said I was innocent."
"I'm just sick."
The boy finally raised his head and looked at the attending physician with a pious expression.
"Doctor, will you heal me?"
With the help of the young man's vision, Su Jing finally saw clearly the several huge words on the white wall behind the doctor.
At the same time, the system prompts were transmitted into Mr. S's brain world.
[System: Upon receiving the instruction, immediately perform brain interference on the instance NPC.]
"Ah--!" Su Jing felt the pain from this body without any mental preparation.
The pain in the head was like needles pricking at one another, beyond human endurance.
Without mercy, he forced Su Jing out of Mr. S's body.
"It hurts so much." Back in the bandages, Su Jing was still dominated by fear.
Help!
Human pain is terrible!
Su Qiong recalled the intense pain of having his skull pierced by needles and his brain stirred, and suddenly realized that there were benefits to being perfunctory in modeling.
Even if he were given a KPI of 5 million now, Su Jian would not want to exchange his body.
After all, coding is easy and painless.
"Su Jian?"
A heard Su Jing's cry, struggled to get out of his semi-conscious state, and tried to open his eyes.
"What happened?"
"Nothing." Su Jing wrapped his bandages and spoke in a softer tone than usual.
——It’s nothing, I was just abused by the dog system.
Su Qiong recalled the last scene before leaving, grabbed A's arm, and said excitedly, "A, I know the full name of the hospital!"
A: "What's the name of the hospital?"
"Rest Home Mental Hospital! I saw it in Mr. S's memories!" Su Qiong searched hard and finally found the first clue. He tightened his grip on A's fingers excitedly.
"Rest in peace...ah." A groaned in pain.
Su Jing's bandage had no real feel, only a slight touch, and should not cause any pain.
AThe situation is special now. The skin on the body is corroded and the wound is completely exposed to the air and cannot withstand the slightest touch.
He frowned almost imperceptibly, suppressing the pain in his body, and asked calmly, "Did you find anything else?"
"And... wait, what happened to your injury?" Su Jing heard a muffled groan and realized that the wound on A's body showed no signs of healing at all.
In the game world, the bodies of players and NPCs are strengthened, and their vitality is much higher than before entering the game.
Moreover, as the game level increases, the body's self-healing ability will also increase.
A is now level 24, although he can't be compared with the level 100 boss who can "press his head back even if it's chopped off".
But for a superficial injury like this that didn't hurt his bones or muscles, he could recover in 20 minutes at most.
From the time Su Jing sneaked into Mr. S's consciousness until now, it has been at least half an hour.
Not only did the wounds on A's body not heal, they also showed signs of continuing to spread.
Person A also noticed this and said calmly, "Slime monsters can trap dungeon NPCs, and they will definitely cause high-level damage to players."
Advanced injuries are different from ordinary skin injuries. Under normal circumstances, they are difficult to heal on their own and require an effective period of time.
Unfortunately, the hospital copy has restrictions on players. Players can only move freely at night. During the day, they cannot open the system store and use points to buy a bottle of potion.
"Medicine!" Su Jian reacted, "A mental hospital is also a hospital. There must be medicine to treat wounds!"
A Liangliang reminded, "You mean the purple bottle?"
"..." Su Jing felt nauseous when he thought of the purple potion that had soaked his dentures and entered his body.
"Sorry, it was just a joke," A said. "Most of the medications at the Asylum have been secretly replaced with glucose and yeast tablets that have no therapeutic effect. As for effective medications, the director has a home medicine box in his office, and he never uses the hospital's medication."
"Where is the dean's office?"
"The second floor. The dean doesn't like to be disturbed. No one is on the second floor except when they are treating patients or receiving punishments."
Su Jian made a decision, "Okay, let's go to the dean's office and help you treat your wound."
A stared at him for a moment and said seriously, "Thank you. I owe you one again."
"It's okay. It's my job to guide you."
"You are completely free to not perform your duties."
"Oh, that's right!" Su Jing suddenly realized.
Anyway, the system punishment is ineffective against the code. Even if Su Jian plays badly, the system can't do anything to him.
He risked his life to guide the players, what was he trying to achieve?
"Never mind." Su Qi put his doubts aside for the time being. "I'm interested in your dungeon, so I'm going to guide you through it!"
A hesitated and repeated, "Thank you."
Although Su Jing felt a little strange, he still accepted A's thanks.
They walked through the second-floor corridor and came to the dean's office next to the elevator.
A took out the key he had copied in advance and opened the lock with ease, which was easier than entering his own house.
Su Jian: ...
Don’t you have any idea why you are being assassinated by all walks of life?
The Dean's Office looks ordinary, a plain office. Inside, there's a desk, a bookcase, a water dispenser, and an old desktop computer.
Su Qiong stared at the computer, wondering if he could use it to log into "IN OFF".
Tamper with the background program and insert the keyword "abdominal muscles" into your original code.
[System: Warning! Warning!]
[System: White-named NPC Su Jian detected...]
The system announced Su Jing's name, and then the voice stopped abruptly.
After another two seconds, the system shut up and became as quiet as a chicken.
From its silence, Su Jian seemed to sense silent resentment:
——Why are you violating the rules again!
"Forget it." Su Jing rarely listened to the system's warning and put away his dangerous thoughts.
It’s not because I was punished once that I became scared.
Mainly because Su Jian...
Can't program.
Even if Su Jian could access the system server, he could only obtain common sense information at most. He would not be able to find the background code, let alone modify the code.
From this we can see how important programmers are to code!
I don’t know if among the game players attracted by "IF" there are the programmers that Su Jing has always dreamed of.
A had sneaked into the dean's office before and was familiar with the interior displays and furnishings of the office. He took out a medical kit from the bottom shelf of the bookcase and treated his own wounds.
He didn't plan to ask Su Jian for help, for fear that the little NPC would confuse him with the medical gauze.
This was the first time Su Jing unlocked this area. He curiously touched around and accidentally triggered several new prompts related to illegal transactions in the hospital.
Long before Su Jian entered the copy, A had already dealt with the illegal transactions in the hospital.
During the game of "IF", the system monitors the entire process in real time and must have known about this.
The matter has been resolved, and the system has also given hidden hints to prove that it is very important and may be related to the main task.
The tips were long and numerous, including a news report titled "The Shocking Dark Side of the Rest Psychiatric Hospital."
Su Jing read the tips and reports carefully, as if he suddenly had a God's perspective, and through the words written by the reporters, he understood the truth in detail and comprehensively.
Although Anqi Mental Hospital is small in scale and located in a remote area, it has always been an officially designated hospital for the identification of mental illnesses.
It is reported that many high-ranking officials and their children, who are unwilling to serve their sentences after breaking the law, only need to pay a large sum of money to "smooth the relationship" and they will be sent to a rest hospital for mental examination.
Regardless of their original mental condition, after being diagnosed by a mental hospital, they will be diagnosed with one of the three major exculpatory mental illnesses.
He was admitted to the hospital's VIP ward for treatment.
"This copy is really strange."
Su Jing muttered.
"Supernatural doctors, supernatural patients, supernatural water, only the background setting is real."
"Can this be considered a real copy?"
A: "Okay."
"Huh?"
"If what humans call 'reality' means that mentally ill people don't have to pay a price for their crimes, that government agencies shield criminals for money, and that doctors prioritize profit over their jobs, then that's it."
"On the contrary, I think the world in the dungeon is more realistic."
"The chaos, the filth, the undisguised nature of human beings, how real it is."
"That's why I..." I hate humans.
A stopped talking halfway.
"You probably can't understand what I'm saying, right?"
"Yes, but I want to understand." Su Qiong replied, "The humans I meet are very interesting, and I like humans."
A didn't say anything else.
Su Jian carefully read the following tips, which were about illegal drug trafficking and human organ trafficking in the hospital.
The black industry chain of the rest mental hospital has been operating for more than ten years and has never been exposed. Instead, it has become more and more perfect.
Because those upper-class people who want to buy their way out of crime are in desperate need of rest in mental hospitals.
They are not mentally ill at all, and of course they don't care whether the drugs taken by mentally ill patients are effective or not.
For this group of pseudopatients, taking an ineffective placebo is more beneficial to their health.
As for the real mental patients, the hospital would rather they become more seriously ill, or even go completely crazy.
Madmen are the easiest to control, and it is more convenient for them to harvest organs from living people.
After the incident, even if they wanted to reveal the truth, who would believe the words of a mentally ill person?
"They are so vicious." Su Qiong was confused. "Since they can come up with such a thorough plan, why don't they use it to help the patients?"
A explained, "Because the doctors in the hospital are too greedy and want to make more money."
Su Qi still couldn't understand. "Strange, their original intention of becoming a doctor was to cure diseases and save lives."
The process of studying medicine was very difficult, but they all made it through.
But after putting on the white coat, they forget their original ideals.
Su Jing only knew that after he chose to become a white-name NPC, he diligently guided the players through the game.
Even code is responsible for its own choices. As smart as humans are, can't we understand this?
"If everyone can carry out their ideals, the original intention will not become a precious thing...hiss." As A spoke, the pain spread from the surface of the skin to the muscles, bones, and inside the body, almost beyond his tolerance.
"What's wrong with you?" Su Jing rushed to A and saw that his external injuries had been treated.
The wound on the body was applied with ointment and a simple bandage, but there was no sign of improvement.
Su Jing pulled up his arm and found that the blood vessels in the uninjured part under the thin layer of skin had also turned blue-black.
He quickly pulled open A's hospital gown and saw that the blue-black blood vessels had connected together, forming a blue-black spider web.
The spider web gathers and spreads from all the extremities of the body, approaching the center.
The final destination of this network is A's heart!
"A, your body..." Su Jing was about to speak.
[System: Detected that player [blank ID] is in the real-life instance [Rest Mental Hospital] and has suffered radiation damage that cannot be cured by conventional means.]
[Tip: Once the player leaves the instance, the instance damage will disappear.]
"Radiation damage? He has been staying in the hospital, why would he suffer from radiation damage?" Su Jing questioned.
He is a white-name NPC responsible for guiding the players. Before encountering a major crisis, the system should give a reminder.
"Slime." A held his arm and said weakly, "The slime monster in the ward may contain radioactive waste in its body."
Since slimes and dungeon NPCs are far more dangerous than waste reactants that won't kill people in a short time, the system didn't give any special reminders.
“…” Su Qiong didn’t bother looking for a system theory and quickly searched for information about radiation injuries.
You don’t know until you search. Once you search, Su Jing’s heart sank.
Radiation damage is different from ordinary damage, it directly causes blood and broken limbs.
Radiation damage acts directly on cells, causing irreversible damage to the skin, hematopoietic function, internal organs, and even the brain.
Moreover, human medicine in real society cannot treat radiation damage.
Those affected by the radiation were safe and sound at the time, but the countdown to their lives had already begun.
Damn "IF" system, it always messes with reality in weird places.
A's injuries can only be healed by leaving the Resting Psychiatric Hospital instance.
The dog system also made some tricks to speed up the spread of the injury.
As long as the spider webs on A's body converge into a point at the heart, it means that his life has come to an end.
[System: Player [blank ID] has two hours left to survive. The countdown is now starting.]
Ding Dong—
A string of transparent numbers appeared above A's head.
【02:00:00】
In the blink of an eye, the number becomes [01:59:58]
Su Jing and A realized it at the same time.
It turns out to be a countdown to death.
"We really don't have time now. We're still two clues short. What should we do?"
A took out the duplicate test paper and said calmly, "Just write down the answers randomly and try your luck."
"Stop it!" Su Jian stopped him. "We've been working so hard for so long and have already found a clue. What if we try our luck and fail?"
A disagreed, "What if it succeeds?"
Su Qiong: "Then tell me first, how many people are there in the dungeon?"
"Infinite?" A's tone was full of doubt.
Su Qiong asked again, "What is the theme of the copy?"
"Drink water."
"Drinking water? Do you think the copy would choose such a boring theme?" Su Jing laughed angrily.
A felt that he was seriously injured and was already experiencing hallucinations.
Otherwise, why would he see the obvious disgust on Marshmallow's face?
"The second clue is the intensive care unit. The intensive care unit must be in the hospital, but there is no intensive care unit in the hospital... There must be some way."
After entering the copy, Su Jian sorted out all the clues he found and those told to him by A, trying to find the key to breaking the deadlock.
A looked at Marshmallow who was serious, and helped him analyze the situation.
"I'm pretty sure I've searched every corner of the Asylum several times, and I haven't seen an intensive care unit. At least, I haven't seen a room with an intensive care unit."
Su Qiong: "You mean, it might not be called the intensive care unit."
A nodded. "Yes. Plus, its location isn't fixed. So, I guess it's not just a place called the intensive care unit. Instead, it can be opened when certain conditions are met."
A put forward a hypothesis, and the old map from his chest fell out, as if it had life, and slowly spread out in front of them.
A line of text appeared on the map surface.
[The patient's life force is very weak. Please take him to the intensive care unit now.]
Severe, disease, room!
"I see." Su Qiong understood immediately. "Opening the intensive care unit requires at least two conditions. Your analysis just now, plus a critically ill patient."
The seriously ill patient, who was only breathing his last, forced a smile and said, "I said, it's a gamble."
Su Qiong held up the old map with his left hand and tried to pull out A with his right hand, but he had no strength.
He is too weak.
As expected, it is more convenient to have a human body.
A didn't expect Marshmallow from the beginning, so he supported himself on the wall and slowly stood up.
"You have five minutes less time. Let's go to the intensive care unit quickly." As he spoke, Su Jian came to the door, reached out to hold the door handle, and felt the sticky and wet touch.
Su Jing was frightened and immediately retracted his hand!
He looked down and saw a familiar semi-liquid creature squeezing in through the keyhole.
"Tick-tock—"
"Tick-tock—"
With the strange sound of dripping, more and more liquid fell to the ground.
Su Jing instinctively took two steps back and saw the sticky semi-liquid fall to the ground and then blend again to form the shape of a hand.
A looked at the clock and said calmly, "It's getting dark."
After 8 o'clock every night, the system lifts the restrictions on players and also lifts the restrictions on mimic NPCs.
There is a constant stream of patients coming to the hospital today, more than in the previous two days.
They drink water like crazy during the day and are unwilling to stop even when their bodies become swollen.
Su Qiong entered the dungeon at dawn and only saw a patient who had been transformed into liquid form, so he had no idea—
The more water an alienated person drinks during the day, the more liquefied they become at night.
For example, the one in front of him...
The severed hand jumped twice, imitated the movement of walking with its fingers, climbed up the door panel, and climbed excitedly to the door handle.
Then hold the door panel and twist it slowly.
A clear 'click' sound was heard in the air.
The lock opened and the door panel was pushed open a crack.
A sticky face flowed in through the crack in the door, stuck to the wall, and stared at Su Jing with eyes that were shaped like a fried egg but had two cloudy pupils.
Su Jian is a string of code that firmly believes in materialism. He is not afraid of ghosts or monsters, but he is scared half to death by the liquid man in front of him.
Frightened, he looked at it nervously for a few more seconds, feeling that 'it' looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere not long ago.
The liquid man looked at Su Jian for a long moment, squirming his mouth to squeeze it out, and let out a sinister laugh, "It's you."
“!!!”
Liquid Man actually knows me!
"You died in Treatment Room 2 during the day, why are you still alive?"
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