33 The Third Weird Hospital 15
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I don’t know how long it took, but the older boy who had hit his head against the wall woke up slowly. He looked around with confused eyes. The second floor of the hospital had been completely changed because of the war that had just happened.
"Mom! Mom, where are you!" He stumbled to his feet from the ground, tears in his eyes.
Soon he saw a familiar figure in the noisy crowd.
Sang Mian felt relieved, but she couldn't help feeling a little worried. She had been absent from work for almost half a month. What would she do if her boss fired her?
While she was worrying about her work, there was a loud knock on the door of the dean's office.
"Sang Mian, I know you are in there! Open the door!"
The voice of player Zhou Jianyi sounded outside the door. Sang Mian was a little surprised. Why did he come here?
Bai Tang opened the door and Zhou Jianyi rushed in like a gust of wind.
Sang Mian thought he was going to usurp the throne because of his momentum, but she didn't expect Zhou Jianyi to kneel down immediately and said, "Master! Please accept me as your disciple!"
Sang Mian felt that his brain was not thinking straight, "What are you going to do?"
Zhou Jianyi: "Your game operation deeply shocked me. I want to learn from you."
Seeing Zhou Jianyi's eager eyes, Sang Mian asked tentatively, "What do you want to learn?"
Their eyes met, and Zhou Jianyi asked seriously, "How to become the dean."
Sang Mian smiled awkwardly: "Then I'm afraid you can't learn it."
Zhou Jianyi: "Why!"
Bai Tang silently complained, because in the weird game you don’t have a good brother who is the vice-president, nor do you have a cheap son with a stupid brain.
Zhou Jianyi naturally didn't understand. He got anxious and said, "I won't let you teach me in vain. I will listen to you very much."
Sang Mian thought for a moment. Zhou Jianyi's Weird Qi value was 24 points. If one instance was worth two Weird Qi points, he had already gone through seven instances, and he could be considered an old hand at the Weird Game. So she asked, "Do you have a guild in the game?"
Zhou Jianyi: "Yes, the Eternal Night Cult."
Sang Mian crossed his arms and said, "Do you know what the first step of becoming a disciple is?"
Zhou Jianyi: “I don’t know.”
Sang Mian: "Join the master's guild."
Zhou Jianyi was confused: "Don't we only have three major guilds?"
Sang Mian had an unfathomable look on his face: "After you exit the game, if you want to become my disciple, then quit your current guild and join the No Coriander Guild. I'll be waiting for you in the guild."
When the guild was first established, it needed powerful players to join. How to recruit members? Of course, she poached players, especially those from the Eternal Night Cult!
Looking at Zhou Jianyi's leaving back, Sang Mian added: "Remember to bring your brother along!"
The more she can dig, the better. She won’t suffer any loss anyway.
After Zhou Jianyi left completely, Sang Mian discovered that there was still a person standing at the door of the dean's office. He seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
"You seem to like eavesdropping?" Sang Mian said first.
Lin Buchi's eyes swept across Bai Tang, and Bai Tang shuddered. Although she didn't know who this man was, her sixth sense told her that it would be better to leave here first. She stood up and left with great tact: "Sister Sang, I'm going to the inpatient department to hand over my work first."
After saying this, she considerately closed the door for the two of them.
Lin Buchi smiled faintly: "Dean Sang, we haven't seen each other for a long time."
Sang Mian: “…” They had just met in the cafeteria two days ago.
Lin Buchi looked around the dean's office curiously. He thought back to when he came to the strange hospital, he didn't have such treatment. He didn't even get to see the dean.
"We haven't finished discussing the cooperation we discussed last time."
Sang Mian spread his hands and said, "I forgot to tell you that I just founded the No Coriander Eating Guild three days ago. I don't need to cooperate with you anymore."
Lin Buchi: “…” He didn’t seem very surprised. After all, there were too many surprising things and he couldn’t even get a number to attend the founding meeting.
He brought up another topic: "I didn't explain the rumors about the evil god clearly last time. Don't you want to know why we want to stop the evil god from resurrecting?"
Sang Mian expressed her interest in the topic of the evil god: "Tell me about it."
"Because after the evil god is resurrected, all players will face a catastrophe." Lin Buchi said: "In the dungeon we are in now, the power of the weirdness is around 40 points of weirdness, and only a few weirdnesses have reached the evil spirit level of 60 points or the fierce spirit level of 80 points."
Sang Mian: "What does this have to do with the evil god?"
Lin Buchi: "Because the whole weird game belongs to the evil god, he will descend into the dungeon after he is resurrected. What do you think the evil god's weirdness value is?"
Sang Mian opened the game panel and read the explanation about the weirdness again.
Weirdness: Hides the player's human identity and makes the player appear weird in the game. The weirdness level is divided into five levels. A Weirdness value of 20 is a dead spirit, 40 is a vengeful spirit, 60 is a malevolent spirit, 80 is a murderous spirit, and 100 is an evil spirit. The player's Weirdness value is extremely unstable, so please pay attention to disguise.
If he is an evil god, he must be an evil spirit, there is no doubt about that.
Sang Mian frowned, "Last time you said that the resurrection of the evil god was a rumor."
Lin Buchi suddenly gave her a meaningful look and said, "No one knows whether it's true or not."
Two possibilities emerged from a rumor whose truth or falsity was uncertain. One was that reviving the evil god would grant unlimited wishes, and the other was that the evil god would destroy all players.
As a result, the players were divided into two factions, the radical Order of Evernight and the conservative Twilight Cross, while the Golden Dawn was in a wait-and-see state.
Sang Mian instantly understood what Lin Buchi meant. She was also a player of the strange game, which meant she had to make a choice. At the current rate at which she was accumulating strange energy, she absolutely did not want the evil god to be resurrected.
And even if she was asked to choose regardless of everything, she would not choose the Cult of Eternal Night. For some reason, Sang Mian had a deep aversion to the resurrected evil god.
She lay weakly on the dean's leather chair: "It's so annoying. I'm a weak woman who just wants to pass the dungeon quietly."
Lin Buchi looked at the exclusive dean uniform she was wearing and asked, "Are you sure you want to go through the dungeon quietly?"
Sang Mian said innocently: "Isn't it?"
Lin Buchi was speechless: "...I wish Dean Sang a happy time in the next seven days." The three words "Dean Sang" were emphasized a lot.
Speaking of cooperation, Sang Mian suddenly thought of Lin Buchi's body: "It's over! Your body must have been burned! I haven't been to work for several days!"
Lin Buchi said calmly, "Probably not. My mother might not remember that I'm dead."
As soon as he heard it, he knew there was a story. Sang Mian asked, "Do you have a bad relationship with your mother?"
Lin Buchi's eyes flashed: "Yeah."
Seeing his sad expression, Sang Mian patted his chest and said, "It's no big deal! At worst, I can help you bury your body! I'll bury you with 18 beautiful paper figurines. I promise it will be a grand funeral for you!"
Lin Buchi said expressionlessly: "Thank you, but I still want to be resurrected."
Sang Mian was shocked: "He can be resurrected after death! What kind of oriental magic is this! Teach me quickly!"
Lin Buchi raised his eyebrows: "Are you planning to die first?"
Sang Mian suddenly felt his head drop, "Forget it then."
With the idea of helping others, she agreed to help Lin Buchi freeze the body until he was resurrected.
*
Leisurely time always passes quickly, and seven days went by in a flash. Sang Mian took out the player's internship certificate and signed it. A white light gradually blurred her vision, and when she opened her eyes again, she had returned home.
Her stomach's hunger warning sound made her sit up from the sofa. Sang Mian looked at the mobile phone at hand and found that it was out of battery.
She plugged in her phone and dug out the last piece of bread from the refrigerator.
"Food reserves are very important." Sang Mian said to himself.
The black invitation lay quietly on the table, as ordinary as the small cards distributed on the street at night, the only difference was that the invitation was black.
Sang Mian turned over the back.
[Name: Sang Mian]
[Code: 080369]
[Strangeness: 42/42 (Note: 0 death, please do not let your human identity be discovered)]
[Identity and skills: Trader (adhering to the principle of equal exchange to exchange everything you want)]
The number on the card changed again, and this time the identity and skills were not blank.
[Players please log in to the game lobby after midnight to claim game rewards]
After the system prompt was issued, Sang Mian bit the bread and asked in his mind: "Does it have to be tonight?"
[Players can choose to refuse]
“What if I say no every day?”
[After one month, the system will force players to enter the backend for settlement]
Regarding this answer, Sang Mian could only say that it was inhumane and still forced players into a weird game.
After eating the bread, Sang Mian's cell phone happened to be turned on. He looked through the call records and found five calls from his parents and nearly 30 calls from the funeral home.
She was just discharged from the hospital ten days ago. Her parents thought she was resting, so they called her less frequently. However, the funeral home called her almost every day.
Sang Mian shuddered.
She wouldn't be fired, would she? She hadn't been to work for half a month.
The time was now seven in the morning, and Sang Mian quickly called back.
The call was quickly connected, and a man's voice came: "Sang Mian?"
"Manager Qiao, I hope I'm not disturbing you at this hour?"
The voice on the other end of the phone sounded strange, "No, are you... okay?"
Sang Mian apologized: "I'm so sorry, Manager Qiao. I didn't mean to be absent from work. Did I miss a lot of work? How about I go over there now?"
Manager Qiao said cautiously, "How about you take a rest?"
Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. How could the notoriously sloppy Manager Qiao say such a thing? Sang Mian said seriously, "Manager, you are not going to fire me, are you?"
Manager Qiao quickly explained: "Of course not. Didn't you faint in the funeral home that day? I'm just worried about your health."
Sang Mian sighed, "Manager Qiao, just tell me the truth." After all, if Manager Qiao was worried about her health, even a sow would have to climb a tree.
There was silence for two seconds on the other end of the phone. "Did you see a ghost that day?"
Sang Mian became alert. How did Manager Qiao know about this? She was about to speak when the other end of the phone said, "Xiao Sang, is the ghost still in our funeral home?"
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