Chapter 232 Scavenger (28) Mental Health Center
There was a big hole in the center of Hei Yankai's painting, and the dried paint turned into debris at the puncture point.
One minute ago, Gao Mengtang was still thinking about drawing something to kill time.
Now you don’t have to think about it, just copy the same painting, saving your life is the most important thing.
"Who told you to attack me?" Gao Mengtang muttered indignantly as he set up his easel. "You can easily cause trouble for me if you do this. What should I do if I can't paint? You are not allowed to act on your own in the future!"
The Spear of Azathoth could understand his words, it vibrated with a buzzing sound, and the purple page popped up again.
[000 Blind] can turn Chaos Judgment on or off by himself]
Gao Mengtang was scraping the plaster, saying as he painted: "If you encounter a person, object, or NPC that threatens me, point it out to me, and I'll let you attack, and then you attack."
In most cases, the Spear of Azathoth is completely invisible, which is equivalent to Gao Mengtang having a danger detection radar that only he can see.
The tip of Azathoth's Spear was pointing towards the painting of the Black Feast, and it kept circling around it.
"I see." Gao Mengtang said. What kind of threat could a painting pose to him?
He had to find out.
Gao Mengtang immediately noticed something was wrong when he picked up the painting. The frame and canvas he had used cost at least eight hundred dollars, and he could tell at a glance that the canvas for this painting was too thick.
Moreover, the nail marks on the edge of the canvas were messy, as if someone had pulled out the nails and nailed them again. Gao Mengtang took the whole painting apart and found that it was actually two pieces of canvas nailed together.
On the outer canvas are Hei Yankai's works, and on the inner canvas are pasted black and white photos of Hei Yankai. The photos are all upside down, with heads facing downwards, faces scratched, and eyes gouged out, leaving two small black holes.
Dozens of inverted black and white photos were pasted together. Gao Mengtang was stunned for several seconds: "This, this is simply... a curse."
The oil painting on the outside was painted by Hei Yankai himself, stroke by stroke. The photos on the inside accurately point to Hei Yankai himself, with his face scratched and his eyes gouged out.
The person who made these obviously hated Hei Yankai to the core as he wanted to vent his anger in this way.
"Thunder God?" Gao Mengtang said in disbelief, "But he seems to admire Hei Yankai so much."
Except for Lei Gong, no one else could get close to this painting. Moreover, Lei Gong always liked to curse others. When he had a conflict with Chen Yuan, he immediately went to the Heavenly Master to curse Chen Yuan.
Lei Gong actually hates Hei Yankai?
Hei Yankai is his adoptive father and has a very high status, so Lei Gong has to pretend to be respectful. However, when it comes to Gao Mengtang, who looks like Hei Yankai, Lei Gong's true colors are revealed and he openly dislikes him.
Gao Mengtang thought again that before entering Ximing Medical College, Lei Gong gave him a pendant that was said to bring good luck. In fact, inside the pendant, there was a small bead that could reflect the word "death".
He threw the beads into the schoolyard, and later, half of the school was reduced to ruins...
In ancient times there were eight-character curses, and in modern times there are photo curses. Lei Gong went even further and created a person who was exactly the same as Hei Yankai, a living curse.
Without time to think, Gao Mengtang spent 4 hours copying a painting that was extremely similar to Hei Yankai's original work. He also used a similarly thick canvas and nailed it together with the copied work.
After changing the outer frames, the two paintings were placed together. Gao Mengtang looked at them again and again, feeling quite pleased with himself.
As expected of him, even professionals would be stunned for a few seconds when they come here, and people who have not studied art will definitely not be able to find any faults.
It was almost midnight, and everything was quiet outside. Lei Gong had gone to sleep. Gao Mengtang packed up his painting supplies and slept until dawn.
The next day, Lei Gong pushed open the door and woke him up.
"I asked you to keep watch, but you slept so soundly." Lei Gong said unhappily, "Did anything happen last night?"
Gao Mengtang opened his hazy eyes and shook his head.
Lei Gong walked around the painting and checked it. Gao Mengtang watched him busying around without any nervousness. He knew how amateurish amateurs were and he would definitely not be able to find out -
"Here, hiss, what's going on." Lei Gong pointed to the center of the picture, "Why do I feel like the color has changed a little bit?"
The very center of the painting was pierced by the Spear of Azathoth and was severely damaged. Gao Mengtang couldn't help but use some freehand techniques when copying it, but he didn't expect that Lei Gong would be able to discover it.
He didn't ask, I didn't tell. When he asked, I was surprised.
Gao Mengtang: "Eh? Really?"
"I remember the color of this one is brighter." Lei Gong touched his chin and stared at the painting several times.
Gao Mengtang replied, "I don't understand. I can't draw. You are very professional."
"Huh, I'm an architectural designer and I've studied painting for 12 years," said Lei Gong.
I actually met an expert.
Lei Gong had some painting skills, but not as good as Gao Mengtang. He looked carefully again at the places where the colors were not right, thinking that he had remembered it wrong, and did not investigate further.
The vigil ended without any danger. After reuniting with his teammates, Gao Mengtang told them his experience as soon as possible.
"Ah?" He Lun opened his mouth in shock. "Lei Gong hates Hei Yankai. Why? Hei Yankai adopted him."
Bai Jie: "Our boss was a celestial being in his previous life, but Lei Gong looks like a hairless monkey. In my opinion, he is so jealous of Hei Yankai that his teeth are about to break!"
At around nine o'clock in the morning, a group of people, who were still sleepy, got on the bus in a daze and were sent to a mental health center.
The so-called Mental Health Center should be called the "Memory Clearance and Observation Center for Accidental Contact with the Black Tower". There are mainly two types of people imprisoned here:
First, players who accidentally come into contact with monsters or abnormal phenomena in the Black Tower will be sent here to have their memories cleared.
Second, it has encountered attacks from the Black Tower and is likely to be mutated, but it has not been mutated so far and is being monitored here.
The scavenger's trip is mainly to look after the second type of people.
“Patients who are severely alienated and beyond medical help will be sent to the shredder,” the doctor at the health center said in a businesslike tone.
Hearing the word "shredder", the players perked up. One of their main tasks was to find the password for the shredder.
Doctor: "You are responsible for checking the patient's condition three times a day, morning, noon, and evening. Any abnormalities you find should be recorded in the file. The file must be kept properly. If a corner is folded, it will be considered dereliction of duty."
"It's important to remind you that the patients also know what the consequences are if they are found to be severely abnormal." The doctor pushed his glasses. "In order to avoid being sent to the shredder, they will do everything they can to pretend to be normal people."
"You must observe carefully to see if the person in the ward is a human."
After the introduction of their work content, they received their nurse uniforms and medical record books, followed the head nurse to familiarize themselves with the environment, and officially started work at noon that day.
"All work must be completed before 8pm, with the emphasis on night shift checks, and you have to be quick," said the head nurse. "Return to the dormitory area before 8pm, and do not enter the ward area. At any time, without instructions from your superiors, you are strictly prohibited from entering the general management area. If you are found to have violated the rules, you will be deported immediately."
The mental health center is divided into three major areas: comprehensive management area, ward area, and dormitory area.
The information Lei Gong gave them indicated that the [Shredder] was in the comprehensive management area.
"Sister, why can't I enter the ward area after eight o'clock?" Gao Mengtang asked with a smile. He peeled an orange, held it in both hands, and presented it to the head nurse. The orange was bright yellow, and the flesh was slightly broken when peeling the orange, and the juice flowed out. Gao Mengtang's smile was also bright and dazzling.
Don't hit a smiling person. Besides, this person smiles so beautifully.
The head nurse was praising Gao Mengtang's beauty in her heart, but she was very reserved on the surface: "After 8 o'clock, the comprehensive management area will send people to take those patients who can't be treated and send them to the shredder. That scene... is a bit chaotic. I don't let you see it, and it's also for your protection."
"I'll take you to make a few ward rounds first, and then you can learn from me." The head nurse said as she pushed open the door of Room 313, which was closest to the nurses' station.
There was only one patient in the room. The windows were wide open and the wind from the grassland whistled into the room, but it still couldn't blow away the thick smell of blood in the room.
The head nurse glanced at the file and asked, "Bed 2, how are you today?"
"I'm fine, head nurse." The man looked radiant and energetic. He stretched his arms and moved his legs. "I don't have any symptoms of alienation. I'm completely human. Head nurse, when can I leave?"
"Almost there," the head nurse said lazily as she made a few marks on the file.
After the ward rounds were over, the players followed the head nurse out. Before closing the door, they passed the bathroom and smelled an even stronger smell of blood.
"The patient is seriously alienated, and it is recorded in the file. At the end of each ward round, the files are sent to the management area." The head nurse said calmly as she printed a red stamp of "Immediate Execution" on bed number 2 in room 313.
Heron: "Execution? Why execute him? He looks normal!"
"Yes, it 'looks' normal." The head nurse said, "But there were two patients in Room 315. Bed 2 killed Bed 1. You can smell the blood, right?"
Patients do not want to be executed, so they will try every possible means to disguise themselves as normal people.
Next, when the head nurse took them for rounds, they encountered a patient who was not very good at disguising himself. When he turned around, his neck accidentally turned 270 degrees and he forgot to blink. During the 5-minute rounds, his eyes were as wide as bells.
The head nurse stamped a "Intensive Treatment" stamp on his name.
"Immediate execution or intensive treatment is up to you to decide." The head nurse said, shrugging, "Intensive treatment means being sent to the management area. To be honest, it's almost the same as death. It's up to you."
"Only after seven days of continuous observation and no abnormalities, they can be discharged." The head nurse added, "Our rule here is to rather kill ten thousand people by mistake than let one go. Patients allowed to be discharged will be reviewed by the management area. Don't think of releasing anyone at random."
The work was handed over to them and they went straight to Tu Cheng's ward.
"How are you?" Gao Mengtang asked.
Tu Cheng was leaning on the bed, reading a physics textbook, with draft papers scattered on the bed. When he saw his teammates coming in, Tu Cheng raised his head, frowned and said: "They treated me, and there is nothing wrong with me at the moment. But I don't want to stay here."
Gao Mengtang: "What happened?"
"My fellow patient, a young and promising scholar who was studying optics, was unexpectedly attacked by a monster from the Black Tower." Tu Cheng raised his chin towards the empty bed next to him. "He was discharged from the hospital last night."
Gao Mengtang was puzzled: "Isn't this a good thing?"
"But before he left," Tu Cheng said solemnly, "the doctor used a steel spike to drill into the top of his eyeball and mixed it up."
"Prefrontal lobotomy," Wei Wei said, "Gu Kang often does this to people who are used to make Gu. It can turn people into fools."
Tu Cheng nodded: "Epiphyllum Ridge does not allow the secrets of the Black Tower to be leaked. Once you enter here, whether you are healthy or sick, you will not have a good end."
Bai Jie laughed and patted Tu Cheng on the shoulder: "You are different from him. He is just an ordinary person, and you are the scavenger of dark clouds. You are allowed to know the secrets of the Black Tower. They will not turn you into a fool."
"I hope so." Tu Cheng said worriedly. He scratched the side of his face. "It's so dry here. My skin is peeling."
The skin turned slightly red where the finger had scratched it, and a thin, flexible blood line snaked under the skin like a frightened earthworm.
Gao Mengtang, Wei Wei, He Lun and others all noticed that something was wrong here. They looked at each other and tacitly said nothing.
After leaving the ward, Gao Mengtang stamped the word "normal" on Tu Cheng's file page.
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