In the operating room, as soon as Li Nan came in, he was met with faces full of enthusiasm, and every pair of eyes was looking straight at him.
He glanced at the iron hook in the surgeon's hand and suddenly felt that the terrifying hook was not much different from the eyes of these people.
Li Nan focused his inquiring gaze on Yu Xingzhou and nodded with a hint of doubt.
Yu Xingzhou waved his hand and said calmly, "Nothing."
No one can see what expression is underneath the cold mask.
No one spoke for a moment, and the only sounds in the operating room were the doctor operating the knife and sewing the wound.
Everyone who came in would receive a task notification sound. Li Nan glanced at the cabinet behind the doctor and was the first to break the silence: "What are your plans?"
Everyone looked at him without saying anything.
The plan is right in front of you.
Li Nan: "…"
Are you possessed by a demon?
Didi——
A rapid prompt sound rang out.
After the suture was completed, the numbers on the instrument began to fluctuate immediately, and then dropped rapidly after a while. The surgeon was no longer surprised by this scene, but he was still quite disappointed.
The fat nurse closest to him looked at Wen Shi and the others with her vicious eyes and said, "There are many products that can be tested today. Maybe we can make a breakthrough."
The surgeon, upon hearing this, became excited again, removing his blood-stained gloves and putting on a new pair. A normal person would have been exhausted after a major operation, but the doctor, who didn't know what kind of monster, showed no sign of fatigue at all. He immediately urged the nurse to clear the failed experiment from the operating table.
As the fat nurse removed the tube from the dead man, she said, "Aren't you being too hasty? In the past, when only the cerebellum was replaced, the patient's survival rate was slightly higher."
Although the condition was not very good, one out of ten was unconscious, and they were all sent to the transplant ward for observation.
The doctor who was questioned glared at her unhappily. The fat nurse said no more and while untying the restraints, she transferred the anger she received from the doctor to the new guinea pig.
"Have you made up your mind?" the fat nurse asked maliciously, "Who's going first?"
"he."
Except for the young boy, everyone took a step back and pointed at Li Nan.
Li Nan didn't show any indignation at being pushed out. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "What kind of distribution method is this?"
The new guy stays and pushes him out, the law of sacrifice for the strong?
The boy picked up the steel pipe, as if afraid that the person would run away: "I'll take you there."
Wen Shi, the mastermind behind the scenes, silently observed the scene. The boy gave up Devour. After the team battle mission, he would no longer be able to use his skills. Everything he had enjoyed so far would be wiped out sooner or later, including his points. While he could still use them, he naturally wanted to get as much as possible.
It's a pity that the [Resurrection] skill has a limited number of uses in a single copy, otherwise Wen Shi could make the game even more interesting.
The fat nurse's smile widened when she saw the young man threatening people with a steel pipe. Watching people killing each other was much more interesting than assisting in surgery.
Li Nan stepped forward cooperatively, his hands never taken out of his pockets. The boy guessed that he might be holding some powerful prop in his hands, and he pushed the steel pipe forward a little as if unintentionally, poking the opponent's waist.
Smart people know how to cooperate. Li Nan understood that Shadow was preparing to take action.
The moment the man's body was dragged away, the young man inconspicuously approached. The next second, the blood-stained corpse suddenly stood up, and the movement was so large that some of the brain matter stuck to his forehead and not cleaned up bounced out, splashing some of the thick liquid onto the nurse and some onto Li Nan's neck.
"Cover me while I get the things." The boy whispered a reminder and poked the steel pipe fiercely at the fat nurse.
Even the monsters were startled, let alone Li Nan, whose peaceful expression almost broke. He had thought of countless backup plans, but none of them included making the corpse stand up.
A sharp pain came from her shoulder. The fat nurse was stabbed by the steel pipe and was about to explode in anger when Wen Shi, who was leaning against the door, suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my God! The brain transplant surgery was successful!"
After cutting it open, it was filled with black sesame filling. Yu Xingzhou added indifferently, "Kill this experiment quickly. It's a monster."
The blood on his head and the half-long hair stuck together covered his dilated pupils. The dead man picked up a nearby scalpel and waved it wildly, making a gurgling sound in his throat.
The doctor was of course most concerned about the experimental subject. Misled by Wen Shiyi, he immediately said, "Don't let them get close to the experimental subject!"
Seeing that the fat nurse wanted to indiscriminately attack the experimental subject, the doctor shouted angrily: "Even if you die, he can't die!"
The contents of the operating cart were overturned by the man, and the medicine injected before death lost its effect. After the man came back to life, he briefly regained his orcish strength.
"Thirteen seconds." Wen Shi counted down.
The doctor rushed to the subject, and the boy took advantage of the chaos to rush to the cabinet. The doctor subconsciously tried to stop him, but Li Nan intervened. He held a cross pendant in his hand. A flash of white light appeared before the doctor's eyes, and he felt as if his soul had been sucked away for a second. When he came to his senses, the boy had already opened the cabinet door.
"You have received a tranquilizer*2."
"Eight seconds, hurry up." Wen Shi reminded.
Without taking the time to read the instructions, the boy quickly pressed the red button hidden behind the cabinet.
The door of the operating room opened.
The doctor was furious. His original body was very strong, and in his anger part of his body transformed into a beast. His sharp claws penetrated the sterile gloves and grabbed the boy.
The boy did not dodge or evade, and attacked the resurrected man with the steel pipe, as if he was determined to kill the experimental subject.
Even when his rage was off the charts, the doctor instinctively retracted his claws to protect his masterpiece.
"Hold him down, I'll give him an anesthetic!"
The doctor ordered the fat nurse to subdue the dancing corpse and went to prepare the anesthetic himself. The moment he picked up the needle, the mad man's body went limp and he fell heavily backwards.
There was a loud bang, and the doctor was stunned on the spot.
"Walk!"
Without Li Nan's reminder, the boy had already sprinted towards the door.
How much time they have depends entirely on luck, as the doctor will take some time to examine the body.
As the boy was about to rush to the door, the doctor at the back finally realized he might have been tricked. He didn't know why the corpse was abnormal, but he immediately suspected these new guinea pigs: "Security!"
The doctor's roar almost echoed throughout the entire corridor: "Catch them!"
He still wanted to see if there were any signs of the dead man's resurrection.
After successfully running out of the operating room, Song Yan did not feel relieved and was even a little panicked. The lights in the operating room had been broken by the cart thrown around by the man. Now only a small part of it was still on, and the light was flickering.
The corridor was even darker.
He didn't dare to rush forward for a moment, as he always felt that the security guard was walking towards them.
Wen Shi used his actions to tell Song Yan that this was not an illusion. He bravely turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone, and in the area where the light was directly shining, the sheep-headed security guard appeared under the pale light.
Wen Shi, who had been running around all the time, didn't think of running away this time, nor did he try to evade the situation with sweet talk. He simply walked to the front of the crowd and stood there, watching the sheep-headed security guard coming towards him.
His shoulders were very thin, but Song Yan felt inexplicably safe standing behind him.
Li Nan: "There should be only one security guard on this floor."
Wen Shi nodded. If there were other security guards, they would have rushed over as well given the doctor's loud roar.
Song Yan: "Do you want to fight hard?"
"I'm no match for him," Wen Shi scoffed. Even if Li Nan and Yu Xingzhou joined forces, they wouldn't necessarily be a match for the sheep-headed security guard. The fact that he could guard an entire floor meant he was incredibly powerful.
Yu Xingzhou was able to be fearless because he had a substitute death prop in his hand, and the same was true for Li Nan, so they were somewhat confused about Wen Shi's calmness.
Just as Wen Shi thought, facing this terrifying sheep-headed security guard, they didn't have any good ideas for the time being.
The doctor in the operating room was still studying the corpse that had briefly appeared dead. The doctor also had great confidence in the security guard's ability and did not think that a few damn guinea pigs could escape.
"Bet." Wen Shi suddenly said, "We can only bet that the security guards will let us go."
This sentence sounds like a fairy tale.
Wen Shi, however, said something completely unrelated: "It's almost ten past one."
The time limit given by the game is about to end, and the shadow and the original body will soon start killing each other.
Yu Xingzhou's shadow thought similarly to Yu Xingzhou and knew the original's purpose for coming to this dungeon. At the end of the corridor was a locked room, a secret known to all who came to complete the bracelet quest. Anyone with a keen eye, like Li Nan, would enter and explore.
If Wen were the shadow, the best way to hunt the original body would be to hide somewhere nearby, waiting for the target to explore from a dangerous place, and then fight them when they are most relaxed.
He took a few steps forward and suddenly moved the direction of the flashlight, pointing it directly at the freezer compartment.
The transplant room cannot be entered, and there may be patients getting up at night in the VIP ward at any time. The freezer is the only suitable place to hide.
Almost at the moment the flashlight swept over, a dark shadow suddenly squatted down.
For goats with rectangular pupils, the fleeting images cannot escape their field of vision at all.
Song Yan swallowed his saliva, secretly sighing at Wen Shi's accurate guess. He asked nervously in a low voice, "Will the security guards let him go and catch him first?"
The night security guard is a man of few words, and looks like an iron-faced and ruthless official.
Wen Shi was silent: "Maybe."
Like Yu Xingzhou, Shadow had chosen the hunting mission and didn't know the function of the bracelet. He was now hiding, and the security guards couldn't see his bracelet. Faced with the uninvited guests who broke into the freezer, the Sheep Head security guards prioritized capturing Shadow, and letting them go was not considered a violation.
As for why it was released?
Wen Shi just had a feeling that this sheep-headed security guard seemed to treat him differently after hearing his answer about Dean Frank.
After all, the security guards could have just chained them up, ignoring their scientific devotion rhetoric. But ultimately, they chose to send them to the operating room, which was already a privilege.
Under the gaze of everyone, the sheep-headed security guard pulled out the deadly underworld chain from his waist, and the chain, which had autonomous attack consciousness, went towards the cold storage compartment.
The Sheep-Head Security Guard turned and entered the freezer first.
Wen Shi didn't wait a moment and rushed forward desperately. The stairwell was closer than the elevator, so everyone turned in and ran to the next floor.
The whole journey was not very long, but it was a life-or-death experience. Everyone's clothes were soaked with sweat and they were breathing heavily like dead fish.
Instead of going directly to the third floor, Wen Shi leaned against the wall and calmed himself down with the coolness coming from behind.
Li Nan's main reason for bringing Wen Shi here was to facilitate his exploration of the hospital. Now it seemed like a wise move; if nothing else, at least he'd saved a surrogate. Having temporarily escaped danger, he didn't ignore the excitement of the others when he entered the operating room. "So you were just waiting for me to come back to life?"
Everyone looked away, wondering what nonsense he was talking about.
Wen Shi changed the subject in time: "What is the effect of tranquilizers?"
Also wanting to quickly move on from the chapter about the fake corpse, the young man cooperatively replied, "Let me take a look."
He checked the instructions:
[Tranquilizer: A single dose can calm the brain monster on the second basement floor for about ten minutes.]
After the young man explained its purpose, Wen Shi pondered, "A chameleon I met before hinted that there was a dormant monster on the second underground floor."
Originally, he thought the monster might be the guardian of the God-level evolutionary fluid, but the previous prompt clearly mentioned that the task was related to the key, so it was self-evident what the monster was guarding.
No matter what, you must go to the second floor, because the more advanced evolutionary liquids are all there.
Wen Shi was about to say he wanted to go downstairs when Yu Xingzhou suddenly said, "Do you mind waiting for me for ten minutes?"
Wen Shi thought about it and nodded.
Yu Xingzhou walked towards the fourth floor again. Song Yan finally came back to his senses from his previous panic. Seeing Yu Xingzhou's fading figure, he asked, "Is he going to hunt the shadow in reverse?"
Wen Shi: "Yes, now is the best opportunity."
Firstly, if Shadow was touched by the security guard's chain, his skills would be locked for thirty minutes, and Yu Xingzhou's skill lock time had already passed; secondly, the bracelet was only used once, and Shadow could not continue to stay on the dangerous fourth floor. It was the best time to take action while he was hastily escaping.
While waiting, Li Nan smiled and said, "Why don't we just go?"
He and Yu Xingzhou were open about sharing information, and showed no mercy when it came time to backstab someone.
"One less person means one less competitor for the key."
Song Yan didn't understand the function of the key. After hearing them mention it again and again, he looked at Wen Shi with a confused look on his face.
Wen Shi leaned against the wall without moving, just smiled, but had no intention of leaving.
With Yu Xingzhou and Li Nan balancing each other, even if he couldn't get the key, one side would offer him considerable benefits in order to win him over and stop the other. If he only went with one of them, the benefits would probably be greatly reduced.
Wen Shi had previously agreed to go with Yu Xingzhou to prevent persecution from the other shadow. Now that Yu Xingzhou was going to hunt shadows, he would most likely use his time-pause skill, which would only be useful to check and balance Li Nan.
There was a faint sound of movement coming from above.
As a shadow himself, the boy felt a subtle sympathy for the shadow being hunted upstairs.
The light from the third-floor corridor partially seeped into the stairwell, leaving only half of Wen Shi shrouded in darkness. After a moment, he seemed to be growing impatient. He pulled out his phone to check the time, his fingertips tapping impatiently on the wall behind him.
"So slow." He complained.
Wen Shi completely ignored the death of a shadow with whom he had many interactions.
At this moment, the boy realized that what the original body said that night was true. All his little kindness was used on himself.
Ten minutes and thirty seconds later, Yu Xingzhou came downstairs again. There was a wound on his neck, but it was not fatal.
Wen Shi straightened up: "Is it solved?"
Yu Xingzhou nodded.
No one spoke, and the group went downstairs again.
Once you reach the lobby on the first floor, the only way to go down is to take the elevator.
When entering the elevator, Wen Shi suddenly asked the boy, "Where is your little aunt?"
The boy's expression was a little distorted. "I'm trying to make a voodoo doll with the ball of yarn."
Wen Shi didn't quite understand.
"She was worried that I would die, so she could put her soul into the doll and find a way to revive me later."
Before the boy came, he spent several hours reasoning with the girl, telling her that being strong alone was not enough, that the hospital must be full of various rules, and that touching them would mean death. The girl, who was aware of her own IQ, knew that she could not help him in this regard, so she chose to save the country in a roundabout way.
After he finished speaking, he didn't even wait for Wen Shi's teasing, and the boy was still a little uncomfortable.
Wen Shi's eyes wandered a little. As he pressed the button for the second floor below ground, he didn't know what he was thinking about. The smile on his face disappeared. "To want to reverse life and death without any concept of life and death is a tragedy in itself."
The boy thought Wen Shi was referring to the fact that the little zombie had wanted to form a zombie father-son group with him, so he didn't ask any more questions.
We soon reached the basement level.
It was pitch black, and with the elevator door closed, there was no light at all. The floor had a sandy, grainy feel, as if no one had cleaned it in a long time.
Wen Shi's cell phone was running out of battery, so he switched to Li Nankai's flashlight.
Moving closer to the light source, Wen Shi took out the blueprint of the monitoring room, which only showed a part of the map.
"This road leads to the God-level Evolution Fluid. We need to go to a place not shown on the map."
The game couldn't possibly put the key and the evolution fluid on the same path, allowing them to get both at once.
Boy: "Why not do the thief mission first?"
Wen Shi: "The little octopuses are doing it for me. If they see any extra evolutionary fluids along the way, they will take them out as well."
Wen Shi's mission was to find a unique bottle of evolutionary fluid, which would surely be hidden the deepest and most concealed. The remaining ordinary god-level evolutionary fluids would be much easier to find. Combined with the little octopus's ability to detect pollution sources, if all went well, they could complete both the boy's and Song Yan's missions.
The boy frowned: "Why don't you do it yourself?"
Wen Shi shook his head. It was true that relying on the power of others would easily lead to being targeted by the rules, but when he was on the negative first floor before, he had almost been targeted like a sieve, so this was not a big deal.
"And, relying on a brainless ..."
Before the boy could sneer, Wen Shi interrupted, "I almost forgot to mention that it has a brain and hyperamnesia."
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, the boy's stunned expression would be worth taking a photo of.
Just as Wen Shi was about to continue walking forward, his clothes were suddenly grabbed. Turning back, he heard the young man whisper, "Evolutionary fluid, is it so incredible...will it work if given to humans?"
Wen Shi was silent for a moment, knowing what he was going to do: "Your aunt is already very good at controlling you. If she is given enough wisdom..."
Before he finished speaking, the young man shuddered and immediately gave up the idea.
Yu Xingzhou and Li Nan's focus remained unchanged. Li Nan glanced at the map and said, "To avoid the evolutionary fluid route, we need to turn left at the first intersection."
Wen Shi asked the teenager to give one tranquilizer to Li Nan, and they kept one for themselves in case of special situations. If one person got entangled, the other could come to the rescue in time.
It seems that no one has come to explore the second underground floor yet, and it is so quiet that it is a bit scary.
Song Yan swallowed his saliva repeatedly, and finally tried to breathe only through his mouth. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, even more pungent than the smell he had experienced in the operating room before.
The path they were currently walking on was like a large tree, with many branches and twigs, but overall it was fine. The underground second floor was not as coherent as the upper floor, where the passages could be connected in all directions, and many roads here could be seen at a glance.
There were small rooms in each aisle. There were no doors in the rooms, and they were filled with iron barrels. Wen Shi picked one to check in, and found that the barrels were full of bloody brains.
Song Yan stood at the door and expressed his inner feelings: "It seems to be convenient for something to eat."
Wen Shi walked out, feeling a little dizzy from the smell of blood, and continued to walk forward.
The team made full use of the strong, Li Nan took the lead and Yu Xingzhou was second. When passing a corner, Li Nan suddenly stopped.
The off-white walls and ceiling disappeared, replaced by a layer of dark red flesh membrane. Its surface was not smooth, and many oval flesh lumps similar to polyps hung on the side walls of the fascia, about the size of a baby's fist.
Li Nan was very brave. He walked directly into the area covered by the flesh membrane and pointed the flashlight at one of the pieces of meat.
It's not as ugly as I imagined, it's more like a... cocoon.
The same idea appeared in everyone's mind almost at the same time.
Layers of red filaments were wrapped around the meat, giving it a strange softness.
Li Nan reached out to touch it, suppressing the tingling sensation on his scalp and not removing his fingertips. After a moment, his face turned slightly pale: "Memory."
"Um?"
Li Nan: "When I touched the cocoon, a few vague memories flashed through my mind."
It is the memory of a certain werewolf orc.
Wen Shi also entered the area covered by the flesh membrane, approached a cocoon at random, and made a guess: "After the monster eats the brain flower, it will form a cocoon."
However, I can feel that the cocoon is shrinking, and I think it will disappear again after a while.
He paused and said, "This should be the brain monster mentioned in the prompt."
The nerves in his brain twitched slightly, and Wen Shi felt that a small part of his brain's memory was being absorbed. A dark light flashed in his eyes: "Hurry up, this thing will absorb people's memories even when it's not eating."
Having come this far, there was no thought of giving up. Everyone walked silently into the depths of the scarlet.
After walking a distance, even the floor tiles disappeared. Every step I took was sinking deep into flesh and blood. When I pulled my legs out and continued to move forward, the gaps in the soles of my shoes were filled with dense flesh mud.
The air grew thicker, and the increasingly overpowering smell of fishy air signaled they were approaching the monster's core. Song Yan didn't even dare to look at his muddy pants, while the young man remained calm, even jokingly saying, "Do we look like we're walking into the monster's belly?"
I wonder how the monster would react to the midnight snack delivered to its door.
Wen Shi thought carefully for a few seconds and replied, "That depends on whether the brain monster has achieved the integration of its stomach and brain."
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding flesh walls began to wriggle violently, and the flesh walls on all sides squeezed inward. The elastic fascia was definitely capable of suffocating and dissolving people.
Wen Shi's expression became serious: "Tranquilizer!"
The world spun, and he rocked like a lone boat on the waves. The boy lost his balance and nearly fell into the fleshy mess. He quickly pulled out a tranquilizer. The instructions didn't explain how to use it, so he simply poked the steel pipe into the fleshy mess, creating a hole, and then sprinkled the medicine directly into it.
Except for the moment when the steel pipe pierced their flesh membrane and trembled violently, everyone was knocked over. A few seconds after the sedative was injected, the storm finally stopped and everything around began to calm down.
This time, no one needed to remind them. After getting up, everyone sprinted forward as fast as they could. They had already used up one tranquilizer, and they had to get the key before the effect wore off. The remaining tranquilizer was to be saved for the return trip.
While running, the boy glanced at Wen Shi.
Wen Shi knew what he was thinking about, about the distribution of key ownership later.
The young man Nian Piaopiao said, "Don't work so hard for nothing and end up making wedding clothes for others."
The key had no appeal to him, but if he really had to choose, the boy would more or less hope that it would fall into Wen Shi's hands rather than the other two.
Wen Shi was not bothered by this at all.
The most difficult part of dealing with the brain monster was over. Walking out of the operating room on the fourth floor alive was practically impossible. They had relied somewhat on luck, their doctor status, and the goat-head security guard's leniency to allow them to survive relatively smoothly.
At this difficulty level, tranquilizers were a perfect way to deal with the Brain Monster, and there wouldn't be any further complications. However, the game wouldn't easily let go of opportunities to torture players, and considering everything about the entire dungeon, Wen Shi had no doubt that the time to make a choice would soon come.
From the moment he got off the train to the end, he carried out his decision to the end. This unconventional way of following through made him want to curse.
The humidity increases as you go further, and you can see small blood beads condensed on the deep red flesh membrane.
When the humidity in the air reached a level that made it almost impossible to breathe, everyone had to stop running, adjust their breathing, and walk slowly forward.
Wen Shi now desperately wants to breathe oxygen.
His body reacted quickly and he took a deep breath, but the fishy smell went straight into his lungs and almost made him pass out.
While he was still trying to adapt to the current environment, Li Nan and Yu Xingzhou in front of him had already stopped.
Wen Shi, who was just walking forward with his head down, almost bumped into one of them. After stopping in time, he looked up and was stunned.
Deep within the flesh membrane, countless veins, like this intricate road, converged and entangled on a remarkably beautiful antique mirror. From within, a miniature representation of Sunset Town could be seen. Numerous gemstones were inlaid throughout the mirror, and Wen Shi noticed with a sharp eye that one of them was slightly dull, strangely out of place among the surrounding decorations.
He immediately thought of the keys to leaving the copy, which were also inlaid with gems.
This mirror is like the heart of the brain monster. This strange creature relies on it to survive.
The key may be right in front of them, but no one steps forward because there is someone standing next to the mirror.
Song Yan exclaimed in surprise: "Miss Tour Guide."
His signature silver hair is eye-catching in any environment.
However, when the other party raised her head, Song Yan was not so sure. The tour guide would not show her emotions on her face, but she did not have such an unfathomable temperament.
Wen Shi's eyes tightened, and he blurted out subconsciously: "True Spirit."
Song Yan didn't quite understand.
The tour guide moved her fingers slightly, and several blood-red cocoons appeared in front of everyone except the boy.
Inside the cocoon is a small portion of the player's memories that were absorbed by the brain monster during the time they have been here.
The True Spirit simply touched them through the air and returned the cocoon to them. When the player subconsciously reached out to grasp the cocoon, many fragments of memory reappeared in their minds, and they deepened.
"In my opinion, memory, rather than organs, is the main component that builds a person." Although he is one of the most terrifying beings in the game, the voice of this true spirit is exceptionally calm, with just a hint of remoteness.
He created many species, earworms, small bright flying insects...but what he really wanted to achieve was a monster that steals memories.
Wen Shi understood immediately: "Light and other things can be transferred from one person to another, so you think memory can be transferred as well."
The True Spirit nodded slightly: "Unfortunately, stealing memories is easy, but preserving and transplanting them is difficult."
Li Nan intuitively felt that something was wrong. True spirits were synonymous with terror and arrogance, so there was no reason why they could be so approachable as to engage in questioning and answering questions with them.
"My true self isn't here. This mirror is only a part of my essence." The True Spirit seemed to be able to see through everyone's thoughts. As he spoke, the ordinary face of the tour guide began to flicker with a strange hue. The True Spirit smiled and said, "So my temper is pretty good right now."
Everyone's attention was on the True Spirit, with the exception of Song Yan. He looked curiously at his fingernail-sized cocoon, and when he touched it, he recalled images of the train.
Compared with others, my situation is obviously abnormal.
Song Yan asked quietly, "Is it because I was in the dungeon for a short time?"
Wen Shi avoided the question. When he looked into the eyes of Zhen Ling, a sharp pain immediately appeared in his mind, so he looked away and asked directly: "How can we get the key?"
"choose."
As soon as the two words came out, Wen Shi resisted the urge to press his temples.
The True Spirit first looked at Song Yan: "I give you two choices. Your origins are extraordinary. I can tell you the truth and activate a powerful body transformation for you. Or, do you choose to take this key?"
Song Yan asked almost instinctively: "After I get the key, can I give it to someone?"
He thought the boss seemed to be trying very hard to get it.
The atmosphere was eerily quiet for a moment. Song Yan shrank his neck, wondering if he had said something wrong.
After a while, Wen Shi gently reminded: "Choose the first one."
Getting the key is meaningless to Song Yan.
Song Yan didn't understand why, but he still followed Wen Shi's advice: "I choose the truth and changing my body."
Zhen Ling looked at him deeply.
Song Yan suddenly realized something. Everyone was deliberately avoiding the True Spirit's gaze, and only he was looking back. In Song Yan's judgment, the reason why others avoided him was definitely not because of fear.
"You are one of my avatars."
Just a few words made Song Yan's mind go blank in an instant.
His comprehension ability is not bad, not to mention that this sentence reveals a lot of information just from its literal meaning.
Song Yan's breathing became rapid. Was the other party trying to say that he was not an independent individual?
How could it be possible? He clearly had a happy family and a respectable job. Song Yan remembered falling asleep on a bus while on a business trip and waking up on the train. His face grew increasingly grim as he thought about this. He finally realized the problem. Every time he tried to delve into a memory, there would be errors. For example, Song Yan was surprised to discover that he couldn't remember his parents' appearance at all.
"I'm a doctor." He felt ridiculous when he said this. After coming to the plastic surgery hospital and seeing these perverted experiments, he did not subconsciously empathize with the patients or condemn such behavior from a doctor's perspective.
Ignoring Song Yan's pale face, his true spirit passed by Wen Shi and looked directly at Yu Xingzhou.
"Your memories are slightly interesting. You come from a prominent family and have an older brother who suffered an accident. After the accident, you abandoned your studies and rushed back to take charge of the situation. However, your family, including your easily influenced mother, believed the rumors and thought you were trying to inherit the family business, leading them to assassinate him." The True Spirit stated the harsh truth in straightforward language. "It wasn't until later that you learned that the renowned doctors you had consulted and the health supplements you had sent had all been repeatedly tested and inspected by them."
Yu Xingzhou stood calmly, his thoughts drifting back to three years ago. He had just finished a business deal, exhausted, when home called to say his mother was ill. When he rushed to the hospital, his frail mother held his hand, seeming to hesitate several times as she tried to speak.
"Xiaozhou, if you want something... you can just tell us directly..."
At that moment, he understood something and felt like he was falling into a cold cellar.
True Spirit: "I also give you two choices, choose the key or the potion."
Yu Xingzhou flexed his fingers stiffly: "What potion?"
"Your brother's injury is to his brain nerves, which is a relevant medical condition. The last thing we have here is medication to treat the brain." Zhen Ling said calmly, "I can't bring things from this world to you, but there is a way to do it, using medication as a medium."
Yu Xingzhou was incredibly clever and immediately understood what he meant. The price of using the potion was entry into the game as a player. Not long ago, he had used a similar excuse to meet with Wen Shi to discuss how much he was willing to pay to get him into the game.
A full half minute passed without him giving an answer.
"Why are you silent?" Zhen Ling smiled. "According to your memory, your brother has always said that it would be better to die than to live like this. I believe that if this choice were presented to him, he would enter this world without hesitation."
But what happens after entering is another matter.
What humans love to do most is to vent their anger on their incompetence.
Wen Shi frowned.
Choosing the key will surely bring Yu Xingzhou unrest for the rest of his life, and choosing the potion will be the beginning of another tragedy.
He couldn't help but interrupt and ask, "You only have one key, what if we both choose it?"
Zhen Ling tried every possible means to kill Wen Shi, but was also extremely tolerant of him. If it were someone else, speaking in such a cold and hard tone, the price they would pay would definitely be heavy.
"Don't forget who I am."
The mirror's best skill is copying. If he wants, he can even give everyone a key.
However, in order to leave the game, the three keys that need to be collected are different. Even if the True Spirit directly gives three to one person, it will be useless.
Yu Xingzhou finally spoke again: "Does the medicine really work?"
"Of course, it's not a terminal illness."
I don't know if it was Yu Xingzhou's illusion, but Zhen Ling felt a hint of sadness when he mentioned the terminal illness.
Yu Xingzhou didn't hesitate too much: "I choose potion."
Zhen Ling was not surprised by his choice, and his gaze, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, finally stopped on Wen Shi.
"Your adoptive father..." Zhen Ling paused for the first time, "Many people call them monsters and are looking forward to his return."
——To want to reverse life and death without any concept of life and death is a tragedy in itself.
The boy thought of what Wen Shi said in the elevator and the experiment of transplanting a dead person's brain into a living person, and turned his head suddenly.
Wen Shi asked calmly, "You took Dad's brain, right?"
The True Spirit did not answer.
Wen Shi continued, "You want him to be resurrected in me."
The shocking statement made everyone's eyes flicker, and they all looked at him, not understanding where he came to this conclusion.
The true spirit just smiled and said nothing.
Just when Wen Shi thought the silence would continue, the True Spirit spoke, "I will still follow his wishes, but some things may not. I can tell you where all the dangers you will face in the future are and how to deal with them. Do you want to know these, or do you want the key?"
"The key." Wen Shi didn't hesitate for even a second.
The air became quiet again.
Song Yan, who was originally unable to accept the reality, suddenly felt that he was not so unfortunate after listening to Yu Xingzhou's story; and Yu Xingzhou, who had just made a decision, inexplicably felt that his own experience... was not so bad when he heard about what Wen Shi had to go through.
Between the two sides, it was always Zhen Ling who spoke first. He only said one sentence: "Your luck is the greatest misfortune."
Wen Shi replied perfunctorily: "Yeah."
His face was full of words: Read, keys, come quickly.
Seeing this, Song Yan couldn't help but think, since the boss is so strong, should he also stand up? For example, set a small goal first, and let the incarnation swallow the original body?
That's right, use their own spear to attack their shield!
He became more energetic.
Almost at the moment this thought arose, an extremely dangerous gaze swept over, and Song Yan reflexively hid behind Wen Shi.
Zhen Ling looked at this scene and didn't know what he was thinking. The murderous intent in his eyes faded a little. He casually waved his hand, and two keys flew towards Wen Shi and Li Nan at the same time.
Wen Shi silently put the things into the safe, and checked the time by the way, his mind full of the task.
Zhen Ling narrowed his eyes: "You don't care about these things at all?"
Forced to be beautiful and strong, Wen Shi shrugged.
There are older sisters, younger brothers, sons, grandmothers, and a useless shadow in the family. Little Octopus follows him around, and Song Yan is his fanboy behind him. In the past, he was taught and supported by his father, and he has made a few friends recently.
In the end, he just said calmly: "Thank you for the invitation. I have a happy family with relatives and friends in the future."
On the other side, after Li Nan received the key, he asked suspiciously, "I don't have to make a choice?"
Zhen Ling said expressionlessly: "You are too ordinary."
Li Nan: "…"
I'm really sorry that you didn't have a tragic life experience, no family misfortunes, and no bumpy road ahead.