Chapter 1127 I Am the Spokesperson for Three Views (Ten)
In the small dark room, the executor looked solemn: "The small world has restarted!"
Huoshui nodded, "It has indeed restarted! Is it the main system that is causing trouble? Did it discover Your Majesty?"
Speaking of this, Huoshui became a little anxious.
No way! Did the main system really find out?
So, is it trying to kill His Majesty by taking action now? What about His Majesty? Can he withstand the attack of the main system? Huoshui was really worried, so its CPU was full of various speculations.
"It shouldn't be the main system."
The executor had a different theory.
He thought for a moment and said slowly, "It should be the small world saving itself!"
"Huh? Save yourself?"
Why? What are you trying to save?
Isn't this a nice small world?
The source of the trouble is very confusing.
On the contrary, the executor, who is a man, has always been doing tasks that are oriented towards male protagonists.
That is what is commonly known as the male protagonist.
In a biased novel world, both are protagonists, but the one who is biased is the center of the small world.
For example, This Small World is a story about a scumbag trying to whitewash himself.
The scumbag "Huo Ruqian" is the male protagonist and the lucky man in this world.
Wen Wan is the object of compensation by the male protagonist and the female protagonist. Although she also has the halo of the protagonist, her halo exists because of the male protagonist.
Now, His Majesty entered the small world and drove the male protagonist crazy in a few seconds, and then locked him up.
Although it hasn't come to the end yet, the protagonist's fate is already determined - he's finished!
Without the support of the male protagonist, this small world would definitely collapse.
The small world has its own world consciousness. It certainly doesn't want to collapse, so it will automatically start the self-rescue mode - restart! Return everything to the starting point, and try to get the plot back on track.
Huoshui scratched his head, still not quite understanding: "It's still not right! Your Majesty has done similar tasks before, bypassing the protagonist and letting the supporting role take the position——"
As he was speaking, Huoshui was stunned.
It suddenly remembered that when His Majesty did these tasks, he mostly adopted the "double X master" approach.
She would not blacken the original protagonist and step on him to get to the top.
Your Majesty usually relies on his own efforts to keep pace with the protagonist, and then -
"Is that really the case? But I still think there's something wrong!"
Huoshui shook his head vigorously and was not easily convinced.
The executor thought carefully. He had experienced more than a dozen small worlds and had a certain understanding of the rules of the game, the rules of the main system, etc.
In response to Huoshui's misunderstanding, he speculated again: "Perhaps, your majesty's experience this time is also related to 'smuggling'."
In the past, she was the executor of the tasks and had some slightly out-of-line behavior, but she did not damage the interests of the main system and even helped the main system to gain benefits.
The main system turns a blind eye to some of Your Majesty's "violations".
But it’s different now. Her Majesty is a “defector” and she is poaching people from the main system.
The main system may not be able to accurately lock her location, but it can set a rule specifically for her, and then use the rule to restrain her or even punish her.
For the same mistake, your boss will tolerate it, but your opponent will definitely hold on to it.
This time it is particularly "blatant". Your Majesty is no longer secretly poaching people, but is blatantly snatching food from the tiger's mouth.
Her behavior would probably trigger the main system's highest alert, and then -
"Oh, let's not think about it anymore, let's not discuss it anymore. There's no point in thinking or talking about it any more!"
"Her Majesty is already in the small world and has begun to experience the world restart. The only thing we can do is to find a way to help her."
Huoshui is your Majesty's close friend. Compared with the so-called "truth", it cares more about your Majesty's safety.
Putting aside the feelings, Huoshui also betrayed the main system together with His Majesty.
The two of them are grasshoppers on the same rope.
If something happens to His Majesty, nothing good will happen to this little idiot.
Therefore, for both public and private reasons, and for both emotional and rational reasons, it will do its utmost to help Your Majesty.
"Um!"
The executor agreed with his mouth, but there was a gleam in his eyes.
He is different from Huoshui. He doesn't understand His Majesty and has no feelings for him.
He is still in wait-and-see mode.
If His Majesty cannot demonstrate the strength to fight against the main system, then he will be very sorry.
Only if His Majesty can fight against or even surpass the main system, will he be willing to follow him.
Huoshui: ...Humph! Your Majesty will definitely crush the main system's conspiracy and will definitely win!
…
Gu Qingcheng was unaware of the discussion taking place deep in her sea of consciousness. She only felt huge amounts of energy lingering and tumbling around her.
Then, a dazzling white light flashed before her eyes.
Something seemed to be different.
The scene is played in reverse!
Go back in time!
Gu Qingcheng was in the middle of it, and for a moment, she couldn't control herself.
She could only "go with the flow" and passively allow the world around her to undergo tremendous changes.
Her spirit also suffered a huge shock.
Countless images flashed through her mind quickly.
She seemed to have experienced a lot, but also seemed to have forgotten it all.
After the noise, there is the kind of uneasy silence.
Yes, quiet! There was no sound around, oh no, maybe there was sound, but she seemed to be deprived of all her senses and isolated from this world.
Well, to quote an online joke, people walk on the earth, but their souls float in the sky.
There is a serious split between soul and body.
It's not that the soul is leaving the body, it's just simply separated.
"I feel like I'm floating? Floating in mid-air?"
"Huh? What are they doing? The man they tied up looks so familiar!"
"What are they doing? Why are they tying her up? Stop it! Stop it now!"
"Don't give her medicine or injections..."
"don't want!!!"
I don't want to take medicine! I don't want an injection! I'm not sick! Let me out!
Let me out now!!!
At some point, Gu Qingcheng discovered that her perspective had suddenly changed.
No longer floating in the air, looking down at everything below.
Her gaze moved downward instantly, from looking down to looking straight ahead.
And the picture she saw was no longer the "big picture", but only a few busy medical staff in front of her.
Some of them were trying to control the patients, some were holding medicine bottles, and some were adjusting injections.
And the patient they wanted to control was none other than her! Gu Qingcheng felt that something had been overlooked.
Or maybe her mind was confused and something was terribly wrong.
However, she had an instinct that made her want to escape from it all.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"Let me go! I'm not sick!"
"I'm not crazy! It's Huo Ruqian who harmed me!"
"Huo Ruqian, you bastard, you scumbag! You hurt me! You hurt me!"
"Dad, Mom, come and save me!"
"Woo, woo, I'm fine! I'm really fine, let me out!"
Gu Qingcheng roared madly.
Her eyes were wild and her pupils were out of focus.
By the end of her shouting, she herself didn't know what she was shouting about.
She just kept repeating one sentence: "Let me out! Let me out!"
She is completely confused when it comes to life's philosophical questions like "Who am I?", "Where am I?" and "Why am I like this?"
If the brain can be likened to a machine, then Gu Qingcheng's brain is in a short-circuit state at this moment.
The display screen was full of jumping garbled characters, and there was even a hissing sound of electricity surging.
She wasn't down, but she was in a very abnormal state of confusion.
There were too many fragments of memories in her mind, but they all seemed to be floating in the air.
She couldn't reach or grasp them, yet she was affected by the fragments.
"It's not like that! I shouldn't be like this!"
"Save me! Someone save me!"
"I want to get out! Let me out now!"
However, as the sedative was injected into her body, Gu Qingcheng's struggle became weaker and weaker.
Her world finally changed from chaos to tranquility.
“Huh~”
The nurse holding the syringe let out a long breath.
She raised her hand to touch the sweat on her forehead and couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, why is bed 19 getting worse?"
"Yeah, he was fine a few days ago and was able to walk around the activity room by himself."
"…Yesterday was visiting day. Her husband came to visit her—"
This sentence sounds fine on the surface.
but--
Looking at the patient who is now in a coma but was desperately going crazy just now, the medical staff are unwilling to believe in conspiracy theories.
But, it’s really scary when you think about it.
Working in a hospital, especially a mental hospital, medical staff truly witness the darkness of the world and the ugliness of human nature.
The patients here are basically those suffering from mental illness.
There are women in menopause, students with depression, and men with a family history of the disease.
There are all kinds of people, each with their own misfortunes.
Every patient who comes in will experience resistance, despair, calmness, and then wait to be discharged.
Some patients still have relatives, while others have been completely abandoned.
There is true love in the world, but it is also filled with indifference and heartlessness.
Medical staff have seen it so many times that they have gotten used to it.
They force themselves to put away their empathy and refuse to be soft-hearted, otherwise they will collapse before the patient is discharged from the hospital.
However, they couldn't help but feel sympathy for the patient in bed 19.
Especially the doctor in charge of the bed, he still remembers that when bed 19 was first admitted to the hospital, although he was crying wildly, his condition did not seem to be serious.
She wasn't violent, more like she was scared.
Such patients are actually more suitable for a nursing home.
With a quiet and safe environment and professional caregivers, you will recover slowly.
The family conditions of bed 19 should also be very good.
Afford the corresponding costs.
Their public mental health center is actually more suitable for seriously ill patients or those with family difficulties.
They don't have sufficient conditions and can only be detained here forcibly.
Taking medicine and getting injections can force the irritable and chaotic patients to calm down.
This is more of a helpless choice.
There are 19 beds, but there can be more.
But she was sent in anyway.
There are six patients in one ward, and their conditions vary in severity.
The entire ward is absolutely airtight, with three doors leading to the outside.
Iron fences, big iron gates... To put it bluntly, it's tighter than a prison.
The key is that the atmosphere is too depressing.
In the corridor outside the ward, there are patients in hospital gowns, talking to themselves or giggling.
In the ward, the newly arrived patients cried day and night and even tried to escape...
confusion!
crazy!
Depressed!
Not to mention patients who already have mental problems, even a mentally healthy person would be driven crazy if he stayed in such an environment!
PS: I once went to a ward at a mental health center. There were iron doors, no cell phones, no TVs, and no way to communicate with the outside world... It was so depressing!
(End of this chapter)
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