Chapter 132 Bright Sanatorium Jiang Yang straightened up with the help of his arm...
The moment his privileges were revoked, Munashe swayed violently, barely managing to stay upright by bracing his knuckles against the table.
He took a deep breath without making a sound, faced the people in the activity room, and announced in as calm a voice as possible: "Tonight's activities are over. The rewards for those who participated in the firefighting will be delivered to your rooms later. You can go back and rest now."
As the crowd gradually dispersed, just when he thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, a shadow silently loomed over his head.
"Are you alright?" It was Li Sheng.
Munashe's lips moved, but before he could respond, his body, which he was holding up, completely gave way, and he fell forward uncontrollably.
Li Sheng quickly stepped forward and pulled him into his arms.
The person in his arms weakly gripped the hem of his clothes, their voice so soft it was almost inaudible.
"Take me back to my office."
Li Sheng couldn't understand why someone would ask for a favor with such an arrogant attitude.
He even wanted to ask if he would suffer the same fate as Munashe if he didn't send him.
But when he lowered his head and his gaze fell on the tightly closed eyes above the mask, his brows furrowed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly with pain. The question that was about to come out of his mouth inexplicably vanished.
He silently bent down, picked up Munashe horizontally, and rushed out, his arms unconsciously tightening: "Hold on."
On the other side, the three emerged from the burned-down archives.
Thick smoke billowed out from the cracks in the door, enveloping the entire basement level in a choking haze.
The acrid smell of burning food made Jiang Yang's eyes redden. After taking only a few steps, she bent over, pressed her palm against the mottled wall, and coughed uncontrollably.
Hearing the noise, Ji Yang turned around and immediately steadied his trembling body with his hand, placing his palm on his heaving back and gently helping him catch his breath.
You seem to cough very easily.
The rapid breathing beside him gradually subsided, and Ji Yang frowned slightly, keenly noticing this detail.
Jiang Yang straightened up with the help of his arm, hastily wiping away the tears welling up in her eyes with the back of her hand. The water streaks on her face, which was stained with cigarette ash, and her nose was red, making her look both pitiful and disheveled: "Something might have happened before..."
Ji Yang didn't speak, but carefully wiped Jiang Yang's face with his sleeve. Jiang Yang let him do as he pleased, his eyes somewhat unfocused, as if he was trying to recall something, but in the end he just shook his head and said softly, "I can't remember."
It happened before I was 18 years old.
"Then I won't think about it."
Yuejiang stood a few steps away, watching their interaction. After a moment, his voice pierced through the thin smoke: "Let's go to the treatment room."
As they went upstairs, Yuejiang took the opportunity to test her new permissions.
The caregivers originally lived on the basement level, but now that the basement level has been burned down, he naturally wants to find them a new place to live.
He blinked, and suddenly an idea came to him.
So the caregivers who had just come out of the activity room and were about to go down to the basement all stopped in their tracks.
They received a new instruction: tonight, the dormitory area would be moved to the spacious garden plaza between the two buildings.
Those evil capitalists!!
Upon reaching the second floor, Yuejiang didn't rush towards the corridor. Instead, she stopped and leaned lazily against the wall.
With his left leg crossed over his right and his arms folded in front of him, he appeared relaxed yet wary and poised to strike, making it impossible to discern his intentions.
Yuejiang was speechless at this completely uncoordinated situation, and could only gesture with her chin toward the stairs at the other end of the corridor: "Go guard that side."
Ji Yang nodded slightly, and Jiang Yang immediately followed.
As soon as the two stood in their designated positions, the door to the "Memory Skull Crusher" treatment room not far away clicked open.
A figure staggered out of the door, his hospital gown soaked in blood. He clutched his lower abdomen with one hand, dark liquid seeping from between his fingers. Every step he took left a dark red mark on the ground.
"Grab him!"
Yuejiang's voice rang out clearly in the empty corridor. The person trembled at the sound and turned to flee, only to be met with Ji Yang's cold gaze and Jiang Yang's wary posture.
"You already knew."
Huang Si stopped and turned back to stare intently at Yuejiang, who was approaching leisurely, his tone resolute.
Yuejiang's gaze swept over Huang Si's abdominal wound, his tone cruel: "You asked for it."
He knew all along that some people went to the Brightness Sanatorium with a mission. After all, everyone has different pursuits. For example, he came for Hoshino. So he wouldn't interfere with anyone's choice. But Huang Si just happened to set his sights on Mu Nashe.
On the first night, Huang Si was absent from the evening activities. A certain death god's power was circulating in the sanatorium, but he was unaware of Huang Si's intentions. It wasn't until the second day that he focused the demon's attention on Huang Si.
Hoshino snatched Huang Er's playing cards, and from Ji Yang's words, they roughly guessed what Huang Si had done in the last trial.
Huang Er privately questioned Huang Si, who of course did not confess, but the devil allowed him to overhear Huang Si's true thoughts.
From the very beginning, Huang Si came for Jiang Yang's shattered soul in the Brightness Sanatorium.
While applying medicine to Munasher in the office, he did something slept-down; what drew Huang Si into the treatment room was a drop of Munasher's blood.
However, he didn't expect that Huang Si could actually escape from the treatment room, but it doesn't matter, he will kill Huang Si.
The pitch-black demon surged and condensed in Yuejiang's palm, transforming into a sharp blade wreathed in dark flames. At the same time, the old wolf also pounced out, its bared fangs gleaming with cold light, and Huang Si's face instantly turned deathly pale.
Huang Si staggered backward, his back slamming against the door of the treatment room with a thud, making the door frame vibrate.
There was nowhere left to retreat.
Yuejiang approached step by step, his out-of-control aura making everyone extremely uneasy. Jiang Yang finally couldn't hold back and called out anxiously, "Yuejiang."
"Hmm," Yuejiang replied without turning her head, her fierce aura slightly lessened: "He's the kind of person who doesn't need sympathy. If he hadn't been so ruthless to you inside, you wouldn't be injured like this."
Before he finished speaking, the sharp blade was already at Huang Si's throat, like the fangs of an old wolf.
But just as the sharp blade was about to pierce forward, the entire corridor suddenly fell into a strange stillness.
[Player Huang Er's Talent Card: Hermit]
[Instructions for Use - Stasis: The cessation of time is the hermit's greatest blessing to you; it wishes you a long and healthy life.]
Huang Er emerged from the corner of the stairs, the cigarette butt dangling from his mouth becoming the only bright spot in the deathly silence. He grabbed the frozen Huang Si and rushed downstairs.
Time resumed, and a cold glint flashed in Yuejiang's eyes. The layout of the corridor in Building 2 changed accordingly. Huang Er hadn't even had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief after going down the stairs when he was back in front of the three of them.
The cigarette fell downwards, its sparks leaving long trails in the air, much like this endlessly drawn-out life-or-death struggle.
Huang Er took out another cigarette, put it in his mouth but didn't light it. He stood in front of Huang Si, his voice filled with weary insistence: "You can't kill him."
"roll."
Yuejiang's words are concise and to the point.
Huang Er turned his head and placed his hopes on Jiang Yang, his voice hoarse: "Fighting against death is a life-or-death struggle. If he kills Huang Si, he will die too."
"So what?"
Yuejiang answered decisively, clearly already aware of the price.
Ji Yang seemed to have thought of something. He, who had been silent, suddenly looked up and stared in astonishment at Yue Jiang's profile.
The conventional way to complete the game is through missions and survival.
When the holder of the authority to conduct trials dies, the judicial system collapses, and trials are forcibly shut down.
The original authority over the Brightness Sanatorium was in the hands of Mu Nashe, but now it has been transferred to Yue Jiang. Yue Jiang is fully aware of this, which means that from the moment Yue Jiang decided to take over the authority, she had no intention of continuing to pass the level, let alone helping Wu Yibai transfer the judges to the outside world.
The Guangming Sanatorium was the source, and he chose to personally nip that source in the bud.
"No!" Jiang Yang realized what was happening and stepped forward to grab Yue Jiang's wrist. He felt a burning pain in his palm as if he had been burned by a demon, and he gripped it even tighter. "I don't need it. Let's think of another way."
He was still waiting for news from the circus, and Ji Yang had also submitted a report of violations; they didn't need Yue Jiang's sacrifice.
Besides, even if he really can't beat the game in the end, so what? He hates these kinds of scenarios that require him to choose between two options.
The two remained locked in a stalemate. The demon burned Jiang Yang's palm until the skin and flesh festered. Finally, Yue Jiang took a step back, and the sharp blade disintegrated in the air.
The distorted layout on the second floor instantly returned to normal. Huang Er hurriedly thanked Jiang Yang, grabbed Huang Si, and was about to leave.
Li Sheng also rushed down from upstairs, large beads of sweat streaming down his face, clearly anxious about being trapped in the changed corridor.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Yang noticed his expression, stepped forward and asked, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Li Sheng.
Li Sheng glanced at everyone, suppressing his panic, and said, "Boss, I sent you a message, didn't you see it?"
Ji Yang didn't even bother to look at the panel. He quickly tapped the interface with his fingertips, and after seeing the contents, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He turned to Jiang Yang and saw that Huang Si had somehow gotten behind Jiang Yang.
"Yangyang! Watch out!"
But it was too late. Huang Si seemed to be using his last bit of strength to push Jiang Yang into the treatment room.
The door slammed shut.
Two angry attacks came toward Huang Si, but Huang Er stepped in front of Huang Si and took the hit head-on.
Huang Si's lips trembled as he reached out to catch the swaying body, his face filled with panic as he cried out, "Second Brother!"
Yuejiang ignored the two and frantically tried to open the door to the treatment room, only to find that the permissions were invalid, as indicated on the panel.
"Are you a caregiver?"
Yuejiang's voice was suppressed. The rules of the treatment room were that players could enter and exit freely with a key, but once locked inside by the caregiver, they had to complete the treatment before they could come out. He turned his wrist, and a demon condensed in his palm, clearly intending to attack Huang Si again.
In the treatment room, Jiang Yang watched this scene through the transparent window, frantically patting the glass, the bloodstains on his palms striking the glass.
"Let them go!"
"Ji Yang! Stop Yue Jiang!"
"Yuejiang!"
Ji Yang also harbored hatred towards Huang Si. He did not stop Yue Jiang from killing Huang Si when Yue Jiang wanted to, and he was even less inclined to stop him now.
But when he suddenly met the helpless look in Jiang Yang's eyes, he still reached out his hand to Yue Jiang.
For other players, entering the treatment room is a mission, but for Jiang Yang, it's different.
There were no medical records for Jiang Yang in the archives, so how could there be a treatment room for Jiang Yang? He dared not imagine what Jiang Yang might have encountered inside.
"I'll let you go," he gasped, leaning against the door. "But if there's a next time, I'll make you wish you were dead."
After Huang Er and Huang Si left, Jiang Yang asked casually through the door, "So how do I get treatment? This is my first time coming in."
The shattered skull was filled with a strong smell of blood, indicating that Huang Si had just gone through a fierce battle inside.
"Sit down, put on your helmet, it will automatically come off when you're done."
"good."
Li Sheng glanced at Ji Yang discreetly. Ji Yang suppressed his emotions and stepped forward, saying through the door, "Yangyang, Mu Nashe has fainted. He wants you to take his place."
"Replace?" Jiang Yang was taken aback. "Replace what? The dean's position?"
“Yes,” Li Sheng’s voice interrupted, explaining, “Munashe needs to be put into solitary confinement, but the sanatorium needs someone to maintain order in public, so we need you to take over his role as director.”
On the surface, it seemed like there was no problem, but Jiang Yang could feel a distinct unease. He paused for a few seconds before saying, "Okay, to be on the safe side, let's use the talent."
He paused, then added, "Ji Yang, may I come in?"
Ji Yang had the cloak left by Xie Lu, so he could naturally do it, but Jiang Yang did it because she wanted to have a private conversation with him.
"Rippling..."
Jiang Yang used her other clean hand to hand the Fool's Rose to Ji Yang: "Go see Mu Nashe."
Ji Yang didn't take it. Instead, he took Jiang Yang's festering hand, lowered his eyes to suppress the lingering ferocity in them, and took out a negative inhibitor to spray it carefully onto the wound: "Yang Yang, I really wanted to kill him just now."
The cool, misty medicine landed on his skin, relieving the burning pain. Jiang Yang touched Ji Yang's cheek with the back of his hand and patiently instructed, "Something must have happened to Mu Nashe. Go and see what he's up to. If it's dangerous, give him that card."
"Then what will you do...?"
Ji Yang's gaze shifted to Jiang Yang's face. Yue Jiang's concerns were also his concerns. He was worried about leaving Jiang Yang here.
Jiang Yang smiled, her tone softening as if to coax him: "It'll be alright. I'll come find you as soon as I get out. I believe in you. You can do it, right, puppy?"
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