Chapter 26 Xincheng Hospital "I heard someone wants to commit suicide for me?"...
The moment the door closed, Lin Qinghe had only one thought in his mind—he wanted these two people dead.
Originally, Lin Qinghe thought these two had good potential and could be used as vessels to make the most of them. But now he doesn't think that way anymore. He wants these two to disappear, their bodies and consciousness vanishing completely.
Lin Qinghe has done this kind of thing many times and is already quite adept at it, but this is the first time he has stepped through this door.
The world here is one he created; every flower and blade of grass was designed by him. But the space inside this door is not. It's a place he obtained through a transaction with the system, a place used to help him erase people's consciousness.
The place inside the door is not a good place, so he always throws others in. He himself has never been inside. Therefore, he only knows that people's consciousness can be erased inside, but he doesn't know the specifics of how it works.
Now it seems there's nothing really wrong with this.
A thick, impenetrable fog enveloped the surroundings, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face; the world was a vast expanse of white. The temperature was also very low, with tiny water droplets floating in the air, and a breath of cold air went straight to the stomach.
But that's all there is to it.
There appears to be no other danger here at present.
So how is human consciousness eliminated here?
Lin Qinghe was puzzled, but soon an idea popped into his mind. His eyes lit up and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips—could it be that this thing was not working on him?
That makes sense when you think about it.
He has a deal with the system, so the system can't cheat him, right?
His curiosity was piqued. Could Chen Su be just ahead? What did he look like now? Was he struggling in the fight? Or had the fight ended and he had become a mere vessel?
Lin Qinghe was almost excited and couldn't wait to walk forward.
As soon as he took a step, he tripped over something. Looking down, Lin Qinghe froze.
The thick white fog dissipated somewhat, and the nearby scenery gradually revealed its outline.
He saw a jet-black head, with soft hair clinging to the forehead and temples, and below that, between the ends of the hair and the collar of the hospital gown, a thin, pale neck was visible, and below that was an excessively thin young man's body.
Lin Qinghe pulled up the person who had fallen and was sitting next to him.
Lin Fengbai's nose was red from the cold, but his face and lips were deathly pale. Lin Qinghe took off his white coat and draped it over Lin Fengbai's arm, then took off his inner coat and draped it over Lin Fengbai before asking, "What are you doing here?"
Lin Fengbai looked up at him, then lowered his head again without saying a word.
"Did he push you in?"
The tone of those words was as cold as ice.
"No," Lin Fengbai hurriedly denied, "I came in by myself."
Lin Qinghe was even more annoyed by the eagerness to clear his name, but he was different from usual. He did not approach Lin Fengbai or force him. He put his coat on Lin Fengbai and then ignored him, standing an arm's length away from him.
His gaze fell on Lin Fengbai from top to bottom, as if he were interrogating a criminal.
"You want to commit suicide?" Lin Qinghe uttered these four words in an instant.
Lin Fengbai's body trembled violently, but he quickly calmed down and said, "This place can eliminate a person's consciousness, but I am no longer human. This place may not work for me. I'm just trying it out."
"...I'm just trying it out."
He repeated it.
It seems that saying this will reduce the likelihood of making mistakes and result in a lighter punishment.
Lin Qinghe did not punish him. Instead, he suddenly grabbed Lin Fengbai's wrist, pulled him around, and walked towards the door.
"Let's talk outside."
At this moment, Lin Qing didn't care whether Shen Su was dead or not, nor did he care what Lin Fengbai was thinking. He just wanted to get Lin Fengbai out of here as soon as possible. This place was useless to him, but what if it was useful to Lin Fengbai?
However, the door they came from could not be opened.
The door, which had always been under Lin Qinghe's control, was now unresponsive.
Lin Fengbai suddenly pushed him away forcefully, his pupils dilating. He looked at Lin Qinghe, then in another direction: "You? Him? You guys..."
he?
Lin Qinghe followed Lin Fengbai's gaze.
The white mist dissipated, leaving the place empty and devoid of anything.
"Who are you?" Lin Fengbai stared at him intently, as if someone were standing there. His fingers trembled slightly. After asking, he looked at Lin Qinghe, his eyes lighting up as if he had found a lifeline. "Are you real?"
Lin Qinghe now understood that this space eliminated a person's consciousness by inducing hallucinations, and Lin Fengbai was trapped in the illusion. In the illusion, he saw another version of himself. Lin Qinghe nodded: "Yes, me..."
Just as Lin Qinghe moved forward, Lin Fengbai retreated in fright, his body trembling. He staggered backward, shaking his head, "No...no...you're all fake..."
The longer one remains trapped in the illusion, the harder it is to wake up. Lin Qinghe strode forward and restrained Lin Fengbai, first calming him down, then whispering something only the two of them knew in his ear. He asked gently, "Do you know now that he's fake?"
Lin Fengbai calmed down, letting Lin Qinghe hold him. After a while, he buried his face in Lin Qinghe's neck and softly called out, "Brother..."
Lin Qinghe froze.
But it was only for a moment. He quickly recovered and gently patted Lin Fengbai's back, coaxing, "Okay, brother will take you out."
In his other hand, a gleaming dagger appeared out of nowhere.
The dagger pierced Lin Fengbai's back, and Lin Fengbai stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"You..." He looked down at his hospital gown, soaked with blood at the chest, and tears streamed down his face. He struggled to ask Lin Qinghe, "Brother...why?"
Why did you kill me?
“Because he won’t call me brother.” Lin Qinghe withdrew the dagger, letting “Lin Fengbai” slide to the ground, and said coldly, “He hasn’t called me brother in a long time.”
Lin Fengbai fell to the ground and then disappeared, along with the bloodstains.
Lin Qinghe sneered.
He thought the system wouldn't cheat him, but it actually did.
It seems that the illusion shattered automatically when someone in the illusion died, and the door opened when the person approached it again.
The scene outside was no different from when he came in. Lin Fengbai and Shi Yu were still there. Lin Fengbai was stunned when he saw him, and then suddenly stood up.
He thought Lin Fengbai wanted to escape, but Lin Fengbai took two steps forward and stared straight at him: "You... came out?"
After asking the question, Lin Fengbai seemed to regret it and took two steps back, no longer meeting his gaze.
Lin Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief.
He was certain that this was the real Lin Fengbai.
Lin Qinghe walked over, cleanly and swiftly killing Shi Yu with a dagger. To Lin Fengbai's shock, he knocked Shi Yu unconscious, picked him up, and left the morgue.
At this moment, Lin Qinghe disregarded the rules. Besides, the system was breaking the rules and tricking him, turning the things it traded to him against him. So why couldn't he attack the players?
The weather outside was perfect, with sunlight filtering through the treetops and dappling the cobblestone path. Medical staff and patients moved between buildings, just like any other sunny afternoon.
Lin Qinghe carried Lin Fengbai back to the bed in his office cubicle, wrung out a wet towel to wipe the blood splattered on his face, and then sat quietly beside him watching his sleeping face.
After Lin Fengbai woke up, he threw a tantrum at him for a while.
Although Lin Qinghe was very unhappy that Lin Fengbai had a tantrum because of an outsider, he calmed down when he thought that the person was already dead and patiently tried to coax him.
Life goes on, no matter what.
They resumed their peaceful lives.
Everything was the same as before. Although Lin Fengbai was sometimes unwilling, he could only accept it. However, Lin Qinghe would be more patient in coaxing him afterward.
"I want to go out for a walk." One day, Lin Fengbai made this request.
Lin Qinghe said, "Okay."
He dug a pond in the hospital's back garden and planted white lotus flowers in it. Now that the lotus flowers are in bloom, he took Lin Fengbai to see them.
Lin Fengbai stared at the lotus flowers in the pond, completely stunned, unsure whether to be pleasantly surprised or shocked.
"Do you like it?" he asked Lin Fengbai, tilting his head.
Lin Fengbai didn't react, he just stared blankly at the nearest lotus flower that was in the best bloom. Lin Qinghe bent down, wanting to pluck the lotus flower and give it to Lin Fengbai.
Just as his fingers touched the lotus root, Lin Qinghe suddenly froze, followed by a sharp pain in his brain.
wrong.
No, no, no!
He has never planted lotus flowers, never! These are all illusions; he hasn't yet emerged from them.
He needs to wake up.
He needs to wake up!
Lin Fengbai squatted down beside him, reached out one hand to touch the beautifully blooming lotus flower, and slipped his other hand into his palm, slowly and tentatively taking his hand in hers.
"Thank you, I like it very much."
Suddenly, he didn't want to be awake anymore.
.
As Shen Su entered the door, the first thing he saw was a white mist. As the mist gradually dissipated, a long corridor that seemed to stretch endlessly into the distance appeared ahead.
The game panel popped up.
Perhaps worried that the fog would affect his viewing of the screen, the system directly read aloud; the voice was that of a child, clear and bright with a touch of playfulness and liveliness.
Congratulations to the player for completing the game ahead of schedule!
"The exit of the game is at the end of the corridor."
Shen Su stood still, looking around. Apart from the endless corridor, the rest of the place was still shrouded in thick white fog.
He asked, "And then?"
system:"?"
Thinking Shen Su hadn't understood, the system patiently explained, "Player, you've completed the game. The exit at the end of the corridor is where you can leave the game."
Shen Su: "So?"
system:"???"
This person has a nose and eyes, and doesn't look mentally challenged.
"So, player, just walk along the corridor until you reach the end, and you can exit." The system's voice trailed off with a hint of sarcasm. "Do I need to explain further, esteemed player?"
"I don't believe it." Shen Su seemed like a clueless straight man, completely oblivious to the impatience in others' words. "Unless you bring Shi Yu over."
system:"……"
Well, this person isn't mentally challenged; they're just playing with it.
System: "Hello player, according to the game mechanics, only one of you two can pass this level."
"Does that mean I've beat the game?"
system:"…………"
It means that everything he just said was for nothing.
"Only one person can pass the game, right?" Shen Su sat down cross-legged on the spot. "Then let Shi Yu pass the game. I want to play a little longer."
The system was speechless. It continued to tempt him, but Shen Su remained unmoved. Finally, the system had no choice but to back down and said, "Fine, I'll call him here, and you can take him with you."
"Didn't you say that only one of us could clear the game, and now you're asking me to take him with me? Is your system always so fickle? Or are you lying to me?" Shen Su looked at the long corridor in front of him and raised an eyebrow. "You're not planning to send a fake one for me to take away, are you?"
The system, its thoughts exposed: "..."
"Why aren't you saying anything? Where are you?"
"Are you there? Hi? Hello???"
The system is exhausting.
The system doesn't want to speak.
.
Shi Yu and Lin Fengbai remained in the morgue, but the people they were waiting for were different.
Shi Yu stared at the game panel for a long time. There was no system information or level completion prompt, which meant that Lin Qinghe was safe inside the door.
Lin Qinghe is unharmed, and Shen Su is most likely alright as well.
No, I should say that Shen Su is definitely fine.
Actually, if you think about it calmly, although Shen Su's way of thinking and behavior is different from ordinary people, Shen Su will not do things he is not sure of. The fact that he walked through that door shows that he is very confident in what he is going to do.
Shen Su is not the kind of person who would entrust his safety to others.
He is a very controlling person at heart. Although he is mostly indifferent to his own life, as if he doesn't care if he dies tomorrow, it doesn't mean that he can tolerate others killing him.
Lin Fengbai left for a while, and when he returned, he was wrapped in a quilt and carrying another one in his arms. He handed the quilt in his arms to Shi Yu, indicating that Shi Yu should wrap herself in one like him.
Shi Yu: "..."
Shi Yu is a person who pays attention to her appearance and cannot accept the act of wrapping herself in a blanket.
Especially since it's being broadcast live right now, I wonder how many people are watching.
"Thank you." Shi Yu took the blanket from Lin Fengbai and thanked him politely, but he didn't cover himself with it. He draped the blanket over his body, only covering his abdomen and legs.
Lin Fengbai sat cross-legged beside him, pulled the blanket up so that only his head was sticking out. He propped his elbow on Shi Yu's arm under the blanket and said, "You should do it like me, otherwise you'll be cold."
Shi Yu sat upright, her back ramrod straight: "I'm not cold."
Since viewers in the live stream couldn't see what was happening inside the door, and since Shen Su had been inside, the live stream had been completely black, and Lin Qinghe couldn't be seen either, everyone was now squatting in Shi Yu's live stream watching Shi Yu and Lin Fengbai.
[Going out wrapped in a blanket is something I've always wanted to do but never have. Lin Fengbai, my little angel, is just a tiny bit adorable.]
[YuYu's wife looks so adorable sitting up straight! Does he know he's been live-streaming? That's why he refuses to cover himself with a blanket—is he worried about looking bad on camera? Waaaa, how could my wife be ugly? She'd look beautiful even in a burlap sack!]
To be honest, my wife has really good manners! But isn't she cold? I want to go in and cover her with a blanket.
[Is there an auction for guest slots in this instance? Money isn't important; I just want to experience the atmosphere of a morgue.]
[Those of you upstairs, I can practically hear your schemes churning out of the screen.]
...
After an unknown amount of time, the black door opened from the inside, and a man's hand, stained with blood, rested on the door frame.
Lin Qinghe came out from inside.
Dean Lin, who was usually so refined, looked as if he had just been through a battle. He was disheveled, his white coat was covered with large patches of blood, some fresh and some dried, and there were also specks of blood on his glasses and face.
His right hand, hanging by his side, gripped a dagger, the tip of which was dripping blood.
The thick white fog behind him seemed to be stained with blood, turning from pure white into a pale pink.
This scene was truly horrifying.
Shi Yu and Lin Fengbai both stood up alertly.
Lin Qinghe was not in a good state. His eyes behind his glasses were bloodshot, and he stared straight at us as if he were possessed.
That look didn't seem like it was looking at a living person.
Shi Yu knew that Lin Qinghe wanted to kill him. Instead of waiting to die, he decided to take the initiative. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that there was a steel pipe under the morgue to the left and behind Lin Qinghe. He went up to Lin Qinghe, intending to use a feint to deceive him and then take the steel pipe.
But Shi Yu soon discovered that Lin Qinghe's target was not him.
It was Lin Fengbai.
Tick-tock.
Blood dripped from the tip of the knife onto his cheek, sticky and wet. Lin Fengbai held his breath, but still couldn't stop the strong smell of blood from entering his nostrils.
He closed his eyes.
He genuinely believed he was going to die on the spot.
However, no.
There was a muffled thud, followed by the sound of a steel pipe hitting the ground. Lin Fengbai opened his eyes abruptly. The muffled thud was the sound of the steel pipe hitting a human arm. Shi Yu was standing not far away, his right hand still in a throwing motion.
The impact caused Lin Qinghe's hand to veer off course, and the dagger that was supposed to be plunged into his throat instead embedded itself in the wall behind him, thus saving him from certain death.
Lin Fengbai, who had just escaped death, was still in a daze when Shi Yu grabbed his arm and ran forward.
Before Shi Yu pulled Lin Fengbai away, he casually threw a blanket at Lin Qinghe's feet. Although it didn't slow Lin Qinghe down much, it successfully diverted Lin Qinghe's hatred from Lin Fengbai to him.
Shi Yu pushed Lin Fengbai behind her and focused on sparring with Lin Qinghe. Shi Yu had learned self-defense techniques, and although she wasn't very good at them, she could barely hold her own against Lin Qinghe.
Simply put, Lin Qinghe can't kill him, and he can't get away either.
After a few rounds, Shi Yu had some bruises on her face, while Lin Qinghe had so many bruises on her body that these bruises were negligible.
Lin Qinghe suddenly stopped what he was doing, his eyes behind his glasses looking at Shi Yu with a hint of confusion on his face. He muttered to himself, "...Why are they still dying? And they're so troublesome."
Shi Yu's brow twitched.
What does "dying without end" mean?
Shi Yu looked at the door. The black door had closed automatically after Lin Qinghe came out, and not a single wisp of mist could see out.
Shi Yu sorted out his thoughts. After Lin Qinghe came out of the door, he didn't recognize him or Lin Fengbai. He even wanted to kill Lin Fengbai. It was impossible for Lin Qinghe to do such a thing in a sober state.
In other words, Lin Qinghe's consciousness is currently disordered.
Why did he become delirious?
Was it the thing inside that door that had the effect on him?
Lin Qinghe's body covered in blood and the blood-stained dagger indicated that he had killed people inside. His words to Shi Yu, "Why are they still dying?" suggested that he had killed "Shi Yu" inside the gate, and perhaps also "Lin Fengbai," and more than once.
Lin Qinghe seemed unaware that he had already emerged from the illusion.
Shi Yu and Lin Fengbai were illusions in his eyes, so he wanted to kill them.
A person with a confused mind is obviously easier to deal with than a cunning person with a clear mind, and for a moment a dark thought arose in Yu's mind.
But it was only for a moment, and soon Lin Fengbai's voice dispelled that thought.
Coming to his senses, Lin Fengbai ran over and stood between the two. He faced Lin Qinghe, his eyes calm, his tone calm, and asked, "Lin Qinghe, are you trying to kill me?"
Lin Qinghe's expression didn't change much. He looked at Lin Fengbai the same way he looked at the flowers and plants by the roadside. He evaluated Lin Fengbai as if he were evaluating a plant: "This imitation is not bad."
"What?" Lin Fengbai was completely dumbfounded.
“The door caused him to hallucinate.” Shi Yu stepped forward and whispered to Lin Feng, “Inside the door, he probably killed countless ‘us’. He still thinks he’s in an illusion, and that you and I are fake.”
Lin Fengbai was completely stunned.
Now he understands why Lin Qinghe wanted to kill him after he was released.
Lin Qinghe's gaze slowly focused as he stared at the two illusions before him. His right hand, hanging by his side, slowly tightened its grip on the dagger. He didn't want to waste any more time. Just before he could make his move, Shi Yu interrupted him.
“Dean Lin, it’s real,” Shi Yu said again. “You’ve already stepped out of the illusion.”
Lin Qinghe paused, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, as if he hadn't expected the illusion to say such a thing.
The hallucinations he had seen before were not this clever. These words made Lin Qinghe hesitate a little. Could it be that he had really come out of it?
"Why should I believe you?" Lin Qinghe did not make a move for the time being.
"Just because you almost killed Lin Fengbai." Shi Yu said, handing a tissue to Lin Fengbai, gesturing for him to wipe the blood from his face. He then looked at Lin Qinghe, his tone light, but his words struck Lin Qinghe's heart like a hammer blow. "And I saved him."
Lin Qinghe's body stiffened, and his face turned deathly pale instantly.
“I could have chosen not to tell you the truth, which would have been more advantageous for me, wouldn’t it?” Shi Yu added, “but I didn’t want to win unfairly.”
"An unfair victory?" Lin Qinghe's expression had returned to normal. He chuckled, "Are you joking?"
Shi Yu nodded, neither refuting nor getting angry, and even gave a faint smile: "Just take it as a joke. Dean Lin has connections everywhere here, so I think victory will be quite difficult."
He added, "Since I'm like an ant to Dean Lin, what harm is there in letting this ant live a little longer?"
"Dean Lin, please trust me this once. If you later discover it's an illusion and we're all fake, then it's not too late to kill us. But if you kill us now, and by the time you realize it's not an illusion and Lin Fengbai has already been killed, it will be too late for you to regret it, won't it?"
Lin Qinghe pondered for a moment, and probably felt that Shi Yu's words made sense, so he put down the dagger.
I'll believe you for now.
Shi Yu then asked, "I told Dean Lin about this. Could Dean Lin tell me how Chen Su is doing?"
Lin Qinghe seemed to have regained his senses. He took off his blood-stained white coat, picked up a handkerchief to wipe the blood off his face and hands, and made himself look presentable before slowly speaking: "The sect will dig out what a person desires most deep in their heart, and use this to create a beautiful dream for them, immersing them in an illusion from which they cannot distinguish between reality and illusion, until their consciousness is swallowed up forever."
"You saw it too, it took me so much effort to get out, and he..." Lin Qinghe stopped there, and everyone knew what he was going to say next.
—Shen Su is definitely right.
Seeing Shi Yu staring blankly at the door, Lin Qinghe sincerely offered a suggestion: "Why don't you go in and commit suicide for him?"
Shi Yu withdrew her gaze: "Dean Lin is joking. He and I are not in that kind of relationship. Let's forget about dying for each other."
"Is that so?" Lin Qinghe stared at him through his glasses, his tone casual, but Shi Yu felt a chill creep up his spine. "But I still think it would be better if you were dead."
“What you said earlier makes some sense. If he is true, I will definitely regret killing him. So I will not touch him.”
“But you don’t care.” Lin Qinghe stared intently at Shi Yu, his murderous intent no longer concealed. He walked towards Shi Yu step by step. “Whether it’s real or fake, you’ll die.”
Finally, Lin Qinghe stopped in front of Shi Yu. At that moment, the black door opened. With his back to the door, Lin Qinghe asked Shi Yu, "Are you going to walk in by yourself, or should I help you?"
Shi Yu stared blankly at the black door, as if she had been frightened into a daze. Sure enough, even the calmest person will be afraid in the face of death.
Shi Yu remained silent for a long time. Just as Lin Qinghe was about to repeat himself, he heard a voice from behind him.
"How about I help you, Dean Lin?"
Lin Qinghe was utterly shocked.
He turned around in disbelief.
A tall figure wearing a light brown trench coat emerged from the doorway, breaking through the thick white fog.
Shen Su's clothes were clean and tidy from head to toe, without a single stain, and even his hair was perfectly in place. When his gaze fell on the person who was in a daze, a bright smile bloomed on his face, revealing two small tiger teeth.
"I heard someone wants to commit suicide for me?"
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