Chapter 95 Hell Community
The hell of wrongful death was filled with white, and a huge medical testing robot blocked the way of Jin Daya and Qiao Song.
"Dear patient, please undergo a physical examination before entering the hospital."
The medical robot, with a standard smile on its face and a bunch of IV bottles and syringes behind it, had just approached when it was entangled by Jin Daya with black wires.
"There are smart machines on this floor. That's convenient. Boss Cai's wires are specially designed to counter these things." Jin Daya smiled and used the wires to cheat directly, saving himself and Qiao Song from hospital examination.
During this process, I also learned the rules of the game on the 14th floor.
Qiao Song also heard the system prompt.
[Ding——Welcome to the psychological treatment room of the wrongly dead hell. Please find a suitable ward within 5 minutes to enter. If you persist for an hour without being deceived by hallucinations, you will automatically pass the level. Warm reminder: It is best not to have more than three people in the room at a time]
This is probably the hell game with the most direct clearance requirements.
Qiao Song keenly sensed that something was following her, and the other party seemed to be deliberately pulling at the corner of her clothes, with no intention of concealing it.
But Qiao Song still slightly blocked Jin Daya's view.
"There should be quite a lot of players trapped on this floor. Song Qiao, do you have enough mirrors?"
Jin Daya now has only Song Qiao as his "little brother". After the battle just now, his trust in Song Qiao has obviously increased a bit more.
Qiao Song then successfully got a few mirrors for free and used them to detect the players' serial numbers.
She humbly asked, "Why do you say there are so many players trapped on this floor?"
Just now when Jin Daya was dealing with the robots, she carefully observed the layout of the hospital. There was not even a reception hall. There was just a corridor full of robots and completely blocked rooms on both sides.
The normal process should be that the player appears in the corridor, is captured by the robot, given an injection, questioned, and then enters the room.
Because the robot's code was rewritten when they entered the hospital, they were not tested like other players and then given medicine and injections. Instead, they were temporarily free to talk in the corridor.
Jin Daya is not a native NPC of Hell, so he doesn't know the structure of the game so well. He must have known something when he was controlling the medical robot with wires just now.
"The administrator of this floor is one of ours. He reported the progress to me and deliberately increased the difficulty of the game, trapping a large number of players here. But something unexpected seemed to have happened in the middle of the game, and he has now run away. Go check the status of the players here later, and I'll go find the key."
Jin Daya does have some trust in Song Qiao now, but not much. The Gate of Hell is the fragment of Black Robe's power, which ordinary players cannot touch, but the key is just an ordinary key, and he has to get it himself.
Although the medical robot's injection session was skipped, Qiao Song still had to enter the ward sooner or later, otherwise he would not be able to pass.
"Take this wire. When you find a suitable human, put him into a near-death state. Then the door will appear. Then use the wire to tie the door up and it will be considered a capture. You did a great job just now."
Qiao Song tied the short black cable-like wire around his wrist. Fortunately, it was not as heavy as he had imagined.
It seems that after her performance just now, she has gained a fair amount of trust, and Jin Daya will let her go to catch the door alone.
Jin Daya clicked his tongue again: "After we pass this level, the human player we captured earlier will be of great use. In the other levels, we can use his flesh and blood to summon doors."
But obviously, that kind of guy who has committed many evil deeds would not have suicidal tendencies and would not have any extra numbers on him, so the golf guy would not be needed on the 14th floor for the time being.
Jin Daya quickly followed the robot controlled by wires and left, but Qiao Song did not immediately talk to the novelist who was wearing an invisible cloak next to him. Instead, he carefully observed the layout of the sanatorium.
The decoration of the Hell of the Dead Sanatorium is very simple, with large areas of white everywhere. Occasionally, blue floor tiles appear, which means that there is an occupied room ahead. Corresponding numbers are written directly on the floor tiles, indicating how many people are in the room.
Each door is more than ten meters apart, which shows that the area of each room is very large.
Without a robot to lead the way, Qiao Song had to go through several doors before he found an empty room with the floor tile number zero at the door.
After she went in, she waited for a while before closing the door, and the floor tile at the door really turned into 2.
There were a circle of chairs placed together in the room. Qiao Song picked one and sat on it, then leaned back casually, feeling as relaxed as if he was back home.
"You said your name is Baby?"
A figure soon appeared on the chair next to her. It was the little girl with freckles on her cheeks and holding a handwritten notebook. She seemed to be wearing an invisible coat cloak. After taking off the cloak, the thing turned back into a golden card and disappeared in her palm.
Although the doll tried her best to control herself, there was still a little excitement hidden in her eyes.
"Hello, Qiao Qiao."
Qiao Song raised her eyebrows. She seemed to have never told the other party her name, and even the artists probably didn’t know it.
Is this also the opponent's skill?
Wawa seemed to find it a bit awkward, so she quickly sat up straight and explained to her:
"It's like this. My skill is quite special. Every time I use it, I will assign a corresponding role to the people within the skill's range based on the content of the novel. However, that role symbol will disappear very quickly, just like when a stage play ends, the actor's business card will be automatically removed. But sometimes there are exceptions."
She looked at Qiao Song seriously and said, "I have been wandering in the Infinite Highway for nearly 8 years. During this time, I have encountered many NPCs with the label of 'villain', and also encountered various strange supporting characters who seemed very important at first glance. But today is the first time I have seen a different label."
Although now is not the time for her to use her skills, Wawa clearly remembers that when she saw the bandaged ghost coming in front of them, the words on his head that were about to disappear included the three words "Cinderella", as well as a new term that she saw for the first time eight years after she acquired the skill.
"This is the first time I see the words 'protagonist' above someone's head!"
As a person who loves to write traditional melodramatic novels in his spare time, I have been drawn into the infinite world, and of course I have also been exposed to some newer adventure literature.
What does the protagonist mean to Wawa? She knows it better than any other player. In the literature of domineering CEOs, it is the beloved pet that makes everyone bang their heads against the wall. Even in the adventure literature of the heroine, it is a god of war.
"Eight years, a full eight years, and no player has successfully gotten out of this road." Wawa's expression was bewildered for a moment, but he quickly cheered up.
"Until recently, I heard on the radio that there were always problems with the dungeons in this area. Usually, in this case, a key character must have entered the Infinite Survival Road. So after hearing the news that Hearse Entertainment was unexpectedly closed, I took a detour to a nearby dungeon and followed a few characters with important supporting roles marked on their heads into the Hell Community!"
The doll's eyes shone with incomparable brilliance. If the environment did not allow it, she would not sit obediently on the chair. Looking at her, she seemed to want to take a notebook and get right under Qiao Song's nose.
Qiao Song: ...
She felt that the little girl was a little excited, and she pointed to the slogan on the wall that read "Keep calm and examine yourself."
It is also the only line of large characters written in red in this entire pure white space. There is also an antique wall clock on top of the slogan. The brass pendulum swings from side to side, counting the time.
From the moment they enter the room, according to the system prompts, as long as they stay in the room for an hour, they can successfully leave the game.
The premise is not to be misled by illusions.
It is not yet known what mechanism causes hallucinations, but it is definitely important to sit still in a chair and keep a calm mind.
Qiao Song: "Although we are in a dungeon game now, you are a little too impulsive to reveal your past right away."
When Wawa turned around and saw the words on the wall, he was slightly stunned, but still tried to change to a more upright sitting posture. He was not as excited as before, but just rubbed the tip of his nose with the pen embarrassedly.
"I finally see hope of returning home. After all, in the past few years, there has been no report of any player successfully leaving this world in the entire Infinite Game..."
But now she finally met the only person in the entire game world who could be called the protagonist!
In a novel, isn't the protagonist the one who overcomes all odds and finally has a happy ending? Wouldn't it be possible to go home if I follow her?
Qiao Song hummed twice and didn't say much else. On the one hand, she didn't know when Jin Daya would come back. On the other hand, her hearing hadn't recovered very well. When she talked to people, she basically had to read their lip shapes and a little bit of hazy echo. So she used a healing item first.
Wawa was very observant. When she saw her take off the bloody bandage from her ear, she immediately understood why Qiao Song was not disturbed by her singing before.
As expected of the protagonist, he is really cruel to himself.
"Don't waste props, I can help!"
Wawa immediately picked up a pen, opened his notebook and wrote a few lines.
【Doctor friends in domineering novels】
[In every novel about a domineering boss, there is always a doctor with superb medical skills who can travel quickly no matter what time it is, as long as he makes a phone call. "It is not good if the doctor is not superb. After all, when the domineering boss gets angry, he will always ask the doctor to die with him. I don't want to be engaged in a high-risk industry." A doctor supporting character who earns hundreds of thousands of yuan a month and travels through several books all year round said so. ]
The brown notebook cover flashed, a white light fell to the ground, and a doctor in a white coat suddenly appeared, carrying a small medical box and gently pushing his glasses.
"Where is the patient?"
Wawa quickly pointed the pen at Qiao Song next door: "Doctor, please help me take a look at her."
At the same time, she looked at the top of Qiao Song's head with great anticipation. Because he was designated as the treatment target, the words "Injured Little White Flower" appeared above Qiao Song's head.
At the same time, there is a small bracket next to it, which contains the word "protagonist".
Sure enough, she was not mistaken, this was really the person she had been looking for for a long time!
At this time, the bronze pendulum had swung back and forth for who knows how many times, and suddenly the time flashed. Qiao Song looked up and saw that it was now 12 o'clock. They had been in the room for 10 minutes.
Qiao Song received treatment quickly. Perhaps compared to the bloody games of traditional domineering CEO novels where the heart, liver, and lungs were torn out, her injury was considered a minor one, so she was inexplicably given some medicine with a cotton swab, and she felt her hearing quickly recovered.
After the treatment, the doctor has to say one line: "Rest well and don't do anything stupid in the short term."
Qiao Song: ...
I really don’t want to pick up his lines, but the treatment is amazing.
Wawa smiled and said, these are the standard skills of doctors in domineering CEO novels.
As someone who has never read literature about domineering CEOs, Qiao Song suddenly became extremely curious about novels of this type. In romance novels, are doctors of this level standard?
The doll pointed excitedly at the top of her head at this time, because it was still the time to activate the skill, so the word "protagonist" in the brackets next to it would not disappear before the words "little white flower" disappeared.
"Why don't you take a look in the mirror yourself? It really is there."
Qiao Song paused, took out an ordinary mirror, and actually saw the three words "Little White Flower" above his head, but did not see the mark of the protagonist.
"Perhaps only the person who activated the skill can..."
Just as she frowned, she suddenly felt a strong wind coming from next door. The doll, who was excitedly holding paper and pen just now, suddenly used the pen as a weapon and stabbed directly at Qiao Song's newly repaired ear.
Qiao Song grabbed the little girl's arm and threw her to the ground.
The girl lying on the ground had red eyes and a terrified expression. She held the pen with both hands, using it as her only weapon: "What did you just say? Say it again? You are the protagonist, how can you say such a thing?!"
Qiao Song looked at her for a few seconds. The doll had lifeless eyes and there was no one in the direction her eyes were focused, but she pointed her weapon at Qiao Song.
It feels like this guy has been hit. When did he start seeing the hallucination?
Qiao Song looked at the doctor standing by and asked, "Do you have a sedative for her?"
After receiving the order, the doctor took out a syringe from the universal medical box and gave the doll an injection.
Qiao Song reviewed all their actions since entering the room and quickly distinguished the difference between her and the doll.
The doll used the skill of writing novels and a prop that could make her invisible, and she did nothing.
Finally, Qiao Song pulled off a handful of bandages on his body and secured the doll to the chair to prevent her from moving around again after she woke up.
So you can't use any skills in the room on the 14th floor, and if you do, you'll see hallucinations?
At this moment, Wawa felt a little spiritually shocked. The protagonist she had been looking for for many years was now chattering to her about how to leave the infinite flow world.
Qiao Qiao subdued her very skillfully. Although he had no intention of hurting her, he still tied her to the chair and explained in a serious manner.
"I didn't lie to you. Didn't you say I was the protagonist? The way to get out of the Infinite Flow Highway is actually very simple. You can go back if you die."
"Think about it carefully. Haven't there been any players leaving in the past few years? That's because they couldn't pass on the message. The death they have been avoiding is the correct way to go home. Those so-called doors to go home are all lies. You only need to defeat death to go home."
"As a novelist, shouldn't you understand the principle of living towards death better?"
Wawa felt a little dizzy, and the ticking sound of the antique clock came to her ears again. She gradually felt that what the other party said made sense. After all, she was the protagonist.
"But, the strategy my sister gave me said that I only need to see you once, and I don't need to do everything you say. She said..."
Qiao Qiao frowned as if somewhat unhappy: "Who is your sister? Do you believe her or me? They are all supporting roles, and I am the protagonist. Believe me, as long as you bravely step towards death, you can go home and don't have to wander around here anymore."
Those words seemed to have some kind of magic, breaking down the doll's psychological defenses bit by bit.
The bandages on his body gradually loosened, the doll's eyes became empty, and he slowly moved the pen in his hand towards his throat.
"Yes, I want to go home, I really want to go home..."
Qiao Song, who had just checked the pendulum in the room and the lock on the door, turned around and saw that the tip of the little girl's pen had pierced the skin on her neck. She immediately asked the doctor on standby to treat the baby.
The doctor in this novel lacks the ability to act independently and must receive orders from others. Fortunately, Qiao Song is now known as the little white flower heroine and can barely give orders to the other party.
It looked like we couldn't stay in this room for long, but it wouldn't work to leave the girl here either.
She used bandages to tie the other person up tightly, tied his hands behind his back, and covered his mouth to prevent self-harm such as biting his tongue, and then let the doll's skill derivative pick her up.
"You keep an eye on her at all times. If either of us gets hurt, treat us immediately. Got it?"
The doctor of the domineering boss's family nodded in a businesslike manner.
Now she can't listen to you when you talk to her, and she can't recycle her skills, so we can only let this doctor perform as effectively as possible.
However, it is obvious that as a doctor in a domineering president novel, he does not have the ability to provide psychological counseling, otherwise there would not be so many mentally abnormal people in domineering president novels.
Qiao Song pushed open the door of the psychological clinic. The requirement to clear the dungeon was to find a room to enter first, and then not be blinded by hallucinations within an hour. But it did not say that you had to stay in the room you entered initially and not move.
Jin Daya also told her to look for other players to see if there were any who met the requirements to open the door. Obviously, besides entering the first room, there should be other ways to meet up with the players.
Qiao Song took out the mirror of the evil mirror hell and quickly searched for nearby rooms where other players were located. He soon found the next room and saw the number 6 written on the blue floor tiles.
Isn’t it said that there should be no more than 3 people in a room? Why are there 6 in this room?
She asked the doctor to hold the doll and move back a little, then she gently pushed the door open and saw six neatly arranged cocoons hanging from the ceiling.
There was a sound of heartbeat coming from inside the cocoon, and with every heartbeat a bright red light flashed, but the light was getting weaker and weaker.
Qiao Song looked at it for a while and soon discovered that the cocoon seemed to have spread from one of the players, because the silk was the heaviest where she was, and gradually decreased on both sides with her as the center.
Qiao Song took out the baton from his waist and hesitated for a moment. Was this thing a prop or a skill? After thinking about it, it seemed like neither. It was something produced in hell.
She made the baton thinner and used the tearing skill to tear a hole in the cocoon, but found that the person inside took a deep breath as soon as his face appeared. Then his eyes turned red and he frantically tried to strangle himself with his hands. It seemed that he was going to strangle himself to death.
Qiao Song immediately gave up the idea of destroying the cocoon. Sure enough, after the cocoon healed automatically, the person inside became motionless again.
It seems that someone used skills to restrict these players and prevent them from committing suicide.
The three extra people in this room must have been moved in later.
Qiao Song thought of something, took out a mirror and looked at himself, and suddenly found that each of these six people had a corresponding number 14.
How come all six of them happened to have had suicidal tendencies?
Qiao Song remembered what Jin Daya said, that they had undercover agents in this level of hell, and immediately realized something was wrong. She turned around and left the room, moving quickly to the next room.
After passing several empty rooms in succession, he encountered a group of players with the number 14 written on their bodies. However, these people were also controlled. This time, they were controlled by something that Qiao Song was very familiar with.
"Lottery?"
The scratch-off lottery papers swept all over the floor, making these players, who were holding various weapons in their hands, have no intention of using the knives on themselves. Instead, they had red eyes and said, "I want to die," while scratching off a scratch-off lottery ticket.
"Lin Xuan and the others are coming in too?"
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