"My prediction was correct. There are actually two types of vaccines or antidotes." Su Mingan thought, "The virus from mushrooms will hide in the human body, and its vaccine must be planted on human corpses - that is, the source of this colorless bottle. I picked up the colorless bottle at the R&D center at the beginning. You ate the Hericium erinaceus biscuits and got the virus. You need this antidote.
The virus from the zombies needs to be detoxified with the bottle of purple liquid, just like the one used to detoxify Yang Changxu. I found the purple bottle in an abandoned clinic."
He suddenly noticed Yueyue's gaze looking at him. It was a kind of ignorance that was unique to her, as if shrouded in mist.
"Don't you understand? It doesn't matter." Su Mingan walked into the hospital: "Leave everything to me."
Yueyue picked up the sword in her hand and followed him closely.
…She doesn’t care what the truth of this world is.
She just wanted to follow him. She thought she had no family, and the person who could play games with her was the closest person to her.
He had saved her as a child, more than once.
She knew that she was not good at speaking and only had the sword in her eyes, so she tried not to say anything. She didn't care about the lighthouse that Su Mingan mentioned. Her thoughts were simple and direct because she didn't understand the twists and turns.
Since the beginning of the world game, there have been 50,000 x cities. Since the probability of them meeting in the same x city is one in 50,000, it is destined by heaven.
She has always been confident in her own luck.
…
As soon as I stepped into the hospital, I felt an all-pervasive chill, and a sense of danger quickly crept up my spine.
The long corridor was like the mouth of a wild beast, and the growls of zombies echoed in the corridor.
Su Mingan opened the map. The hospital was divided into four gates in the east, south, west and north. A long corridor led to the circular hall and escalator in the middle.
He turned on the flashlight and suddenly had a feeling of playing a horror game as an up-host. The round light came from the "nuclear energy" flashlight in his hand and it seemed that it would never go out.
"Let's go to the intensive care unit on the third floor first," he said.
"I'll go with you." Yueyue said.
The journey was somewhat silent, with only the sound of the silver sword breaking through the air. Su Mingan walked in front, holding the map and thinking about the puzzle, while Yueyue protected his sword.
His thinking and her force worked in perfect harmony at this moment.
When he saw a ray of light ahead, he knew he had reached the hall.
The comments were more frightening than him:
[This hospital is too horrible, just like the hospitals in horror games I played before. ]
[I admire his courage alone. I hope Su Mingan can make it to the end.]
[To be honest, we shouldn’t be so demanding of others… It’s really not easy for them…]
[It started again? I remember you were also there when I scolded you so harshly before? ]
[Stop cursing, stop cursing. Don’t you know that Su Mingan basically doesn’t read the comments? It’s useless to curse, and you’re still being criticized. The noob audience still can’t understand. I’m speechless…]
【……】
The moment he stepped into the circular hall, countless bloody palm prints suddenly appeared on the wall, like traces left by a dying person.
“Hehe, hehe, hehe…”
He suddenly heard a silver bell-like laughter. There were light footsteps behind him. He moved quickly, but only saw a whole wall.
There were several bloody words on the wall:
[——Would you like to pick mushrooms with me? ]
And the original figure of Yueyue suddenly disappeared.
Su Mingan turned around and ran, stepping onto the rotten stairs.
“Squeak—”
The moment he stepped on it, he heard the sound of the stairs behind him gradually decaying and breaking.
As he ran upwards, the road behind him continued to collapse.
He stepped forward, and when he saw the safe platform on the second floor, he jumped up with all his strength and stretched out his hand -
The flashlight spun around and fell, its light gradually disappearing into the bottomless darkness.
It was only a hand's distance away from the wide platform.
He leaned forward with all his strength, and the stairs under his feet completely disappeared.
The short distance is infinitely magnified before your eyes.
The place where the hand can reach is just a palm's distance away.
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