Chapter 52 "Twins" 17 I believe in sleep

Zhuci raised his head in the direction of his memory, his eyes unfocused, his words tentative and seductive.

"How do you treat patients?"

"Put them in coffins, bury them in the ground, and set a spell of eternal damnation for them, or -"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Because he felt that he was picked up by an invisible person and put on the bed.

There were no beds or disinfection rooms within sight of the speech.

This is a quiet cemetery, so quiet that not even light can reach it.

The eerie tombstones surrounded him, seemingly without any rules, but in fact they seemed to have their own order.

The bed where he was receiving the blessing was like a huge coffin waiting for him to enter, and he was currently sitting on the coffin lid.

The darkness of the cemetery seemed to drag him into the cold ground and bury him forever.

Only the invisible guy, who looked like a ghost, fixed his body.

Zhu Ci thought darkly, maybe it was a ghost with a green face and fangs, with terrible corpse spots on his hands and wrinkled skin loosely draped over his skeleton.

When did he adapt to the weird scenes that he hated the most and not get angry or upset even when being manipulated?

The strands of hair in front of Zhuci's forehead were gently brushed away, and the warmth of his fingers made him feel a little better.

A gentle kiss was imprinted on the forehead, and suddenly there was light in Zhuci's sight, and the figure that was previously invisible could be seen temporarily.

Yes, the Shen guy, although sometimes not quite normal, at least he has some aesthetic sense.

A bottle of medicine was handed to him.

Zhuci said: "I don't think I will sleep for too long."

The air was still, and then he changed the medicine.

Zhu Ci took it and ate it.

It has no taste, just a sick feeling in my stomach.

Zhu Ci ran away and vomited for a while.

He doesn't look very good.

The virtual image patted his back as if coaxing a child, and handed him another bottle of medicine.

This time, the words "one hour" were written on the palm of his hand.

I roughly know what Zhuci means, it should mean sleeping for an hour.

One hour...it shouldn't be too dangerous.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of parts rubbing against each other.

Zhu Ci looked up and saw a scary face.

Yes, Li Xiaoyan should have given him the clothes she was wearing before, but he didn't tell whether there was a baby crawling on the clothes or not.

Now it seems that the puppet was quickly climbed to the top of the baby's brain and controlled its body.

Because he had just vomited, Zhu Ci was not feeling well. The confusion in front of his eyes eased a lot and he could see the appearance of the puppet.

The weird puppet that could trigger the uncanny valley effect at any time stared at him and raised its legs to attack Zhuci.

Just as Zhu Ci was about to move, he heard the sound of the puppet's joints breaking. The puppet's legs must have exploded.

Having lost its support point, it fell directly to the ground to one side, leaving only the other three still struggling with their hands and feet.

It looks a bit like cockroaches crawling around.

Congratulations: "..."

Then the back door suddenly opened and the puppet was kicked out.

A familiar voice came from outside the door: "Who is it? What is it?"

But then the door was closed.

Zhuci pondered for a moment, seeming to find it a little ridiculous.

"Will the interns have their legs broken if they are discovered when they come in?" Zhu Ci asked.

"And...shouldn't you purify him?"

The ball of light seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then he solemnly wrote two words "forgot" in the palm of Zhuci's hand.

Congratulations: "..."

He frowned, seeming to be dissatisfied with his friend's service attitude.

No matter how you look at it, this regular employee doesn't seem to be very smart, unlike Shen Wu. Even if he is telling a lie, he will act thoroughly to make it flawless in order to cover it up.

Thinking about it this way...

I felt the familiar touch in my palm again, and the other person wrote the word "rescue".

"No need, I bought it with my points anyway."

Zhu Ci looked at the shadow who seemed to be working diligently but actually didn't have much in mind, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his expression.

Although he doesn't care about how others live, it would be great if there were more sincerity in the world.

Zhu Ci swallowed the pill, lay down and closed his eyes.

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[“Why does it feel like this regular employee is kind of doting on the anchor?”

"Is it my illusion, or yours? It feels a bit strange."

"I was shocked when the puppet's legs exploded just now. But I have no idea what the regular employees did."

“It’s probably because it’s too bright.”

"Sure enough, the anchor still likes to sleep at night. He has the healthiest work and rest schedule among all the anchors I've followed."

"I really want to play doctor-patient game with the anchor here. How many gifts do I need to give before the anchor will consider bringing in fans?"

"The person above, I advise you not to team up with the anchor. What kind of dungeons does he match with? Are they human-level dungeons?"]

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Other players were not so lucky.

In order to restore Mo Yangbing's sanity, they all used advanced props and finally stopped him.

It's been delayed for so long that it's almost dawn.

The piano music stopped just now and the door of the disinfection room could not be opened.

When Mo Yangbing woke up, he felt very tired all over.

He looked around, seeing several players sitting against the wall exhausted, and asked in confusion, "No one is dead?"

Meng Yuanzhou took a few breaths, tore off his clothes, pointed at the wound on his shoulder and asked him: "What's wrong? You beat me up like this, and you still want to kill me?"

Mo Yangbing: “…”

He put his hands over his eyes and said, "I didn't mean to do that."

Andy leaned against the wall, smoked a cigarette, and glanced in the direction of the disinfection room with a meaningful look.

"Is it Zhuci who went to file a complaint?"

Mo Yangbing looked up at him and said nothing.

But in reality it makes no difference whether he says it or not, because the other party's questions are actually declarative sentences, and he doesn't want to get an answer from them at all.

"That's a shame, he's so lucky."

Andy left after he finished speaking, and several players got up from the ground and followed him.

Li Xiaoyan fiddled with her hair. She only played a supporting role and did not participate too much in the battle.

Mo Yangbing looked down at himself. He should have more bruises on his body than Meng Yuanzhou.

Although his strength increased after going crazy, his body was still the same.

"I don't think Andy really wants to die." Li Xiaoyan said.

"I think you don't want him to die too easily." Meng Yuanzhou sighed and frowned.

"Where are Zhu Ci and Wu Yi?" Mo Yangbing asked.

"Yes, your two good teammates abandoned you."

He was never seen coming out to watch the speech, and Wu Yi was nowhere to be seen from beginning to end.

"Not really." Mo Yangbing could still vaguely recall some things about Wu Yi.

After he stepped out of the room, his san value kept decreasing, but he accidentally made eye contact with the ghost baby. His back felt cold at that moment, and his san value dropped three times faster than yesterday.

Wu Yixian helped him back. He originally wanted to call him a formal employee, but the runes of formal employees took a long time to take effect. He tried his best to restrain his talent and let Wu Yi run first.

Wu Yi seemed to have gone to help with the speech, and when he came back, he had lost all his rationality and started chasing him.

Although this player was of low level, he seemed to be very good at following him according to the terrain. Later, I was clearly chasing him, but ended up bumping into a lot of other players along the way.

Although the opponent's performance was not satisfactory, if his teammates could successfully avoid his madness and allow him to accurately attack other players, then Mo Yangbing would not have to worry about the safety of his teammates.

Perhaps this has something to do with the other person's talent.

But what about the speech? He should be the one in the most danger among them.

Mo Yangbing stood up with his aching body and asked, "Where is the blessing speech?"

"He should still be in the disinfection room. It's very quiet in there and the door can't be opened." Li Xiaoyan said.

【“Yes, Zhuci is sleeping.”

"Yes, he is sleeping."

"At this time, he can still sleep peacefully."

"How long has he slept? It's already dawn."

"This is the first time I've seen a player who can sleep so well."】

…

"Go back first."

Mo Yangbing glanced over there again and squinted his eyes and said, "Wait."

Not far from them there was a puppet crawling on the ground.

The puppet was trying desperately to get closer to them. This could be seen from its two bulging eyeballs without eyelids that were trying hard to widen and the wrinkles on its forehead that looked like black lines drawn on them.

What a strange sight.

Meng Yuanzhou sneered and said, "Zhu Ci threw it out. I just saw it. But it has no legs and no attack power."

He stood up against the wall, walked over and kicked the puppet again, but failed because the puppet bit his shoe.

Li Xiaoyan: "...You really know how to make trouble."

Mo Yangbing walked over, took out a knife from the space, smashed the puppet's head, and then took off the clothes and gave them to Li Xiaoyan: "Do you want it?"

Li Xiaoyan: “…”

She looked at the dress and felt a little disgusted, but it was indeed the one she wore for Zhu Ci last night.

"Congratulations...Ah." She held her forehead and sighed, then helplessly took the clothes and gave them to Meng Yuanzhou.

"I've been a nanny long enough. It's your turn now."

Meng Yuanzhou took it and said, "Isn't it just a piece of clothing? I think this piece of clothing is more like a prop, and it won't get dirty."

【“This is so funny. Did my speech indirectly offend them?”

"Poor child, you won't be alone and helpless, will you?"

"I don't think so. Isn't it just that he took a nap while others were fighting? Maybe Zhuci has his own ideas?"

"The bosses shouldn't be so petty. If they are really angry, it means that they already think highly of the newcomer."

"I came from the live broadcast room next door. I don't know what religion you believe in, but I believe in sleep."

"Is it really that interesting?"】

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